Solo-Slut

Jaina Solo lay on her bed in her quarters. They were the largest quarters available in the Borleias, due to her current status as a goddess. She wasn't really a goddess of course, that was just part of a plan to fool the Vong. The problem was that it was working all too well, and no one outside of her squadron and those who knew the truth would have anything to do with her.

Normally that wouldn't be a problem, as there was far too much to do in this war to worry about making friends. However, she was dismissed from all work duty, so until a battle happened, she had nothing to do. To tell the truth, she was bored out of her mind. Acting like a spoiled 'goddess' was just plain boring. She wasn't allowed to help with anything.

She had taken to sitting in her room and daydreaming. Her thoughts would wander while others worked. It wasn't fair, but if the plan was to succeed, she had to stay in character... no matter how boring it was.

Eventually she just couldn't take anymore. Even if she wasn't allowed to work, she could at least get some fresh air. Grabbing a light jacket, she walked out into the cool evening. Most of the work was done for the day anyhow, so everyone was either eating dinner or gossiping with friends.

Deciding to go for a walk, Jaina made her way down the dirt path that wound its way through the wilderness to the lake that supplied the base with all of its water. Birds were chirping in the air, and the evening seemed to be a peaceful as could be. That wouldn't last.

As she came within sight of the lake itself, she stopped. For some reason, she had an odd feeling. It wasn't danger precisely, at least she didn't think so. It was just odd. Swallowing, the young girl shook her head and continued on. After a few more moments, she stopped once again. This time she really did sense danger. Turning in a circle, the jedi attempted to reach out with the force to feel for wherever the threat was.

There was good and bad news about this. The good news was that she sensed peace brigade troops surrounding her and knew how to avoid them. The bad news was that the peace brigade wasn't her only enemy, as she discovered once she turned back to the path and found it blocked by several Yuuzhan Vong warriors.

Turning again, she discovered that more had arrived and quickly surrounded her. Gathering herself to send a telepathic distress signal to the base. Before she could however, a Vong dropped from overhead. Landing beside Jaina, his amphastaff connected with the young jedi's head before she had a prayer of defending herself. Her only reaction as she stumbled and fell to the ground was a low cry as consciousness failed her.
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Waking with a headache, Jaina moaned in discomfort. Sitting up, she found herself on a wooden floor. It was dirty, and smelled like one of her fathers old socks. Not until she had coughed the dust out of her lungs did she realize that there were people here. Taking a better look around, she absorbed her surroundings.

The room was large, about the size of a small gym. In fact, judging by the equipment lying around, it had been a gym at some point. More importantly, she found herself surrounded once more. Men of various species, all Peace Brigadiers no doubt, and Vong warriors were all around.

She told herself that it didn't matter, she had known that she would die soon anyway. Hopefully she would be able to die with dignity however, and she hauled herself to her feet, quickly realizing that her lightsaber was gone. It didn't matter however, she would fight with her hands, feet, even her teeth if need be.

Besides which, she had the force, which should at least help her with the non-vong enemies. Dropping into a ready stance, she awaited her first enemy.

Instead of attacking, one of the brigadiers stepped forward. The man was about her fathers age, with wild red hair and a trim frame. "You, Jaina Solo, are no goddess. Our esteemed Yuuzhan Vong allies seem to believe that you are some kind of deity." He smiled thinly. "We can't have that, so here you are." Accurately reading her rapidly moving eyes, he laughed. "Don't bother trying some force mumbo-jumbo, we brought the solution to that little bit of witch-craft.

Now she noticed the cages around the room. They hung from the walls, and contained the animal that most jedi feared, ysalamiri. Now she knew where the headache had come from, in addition to the head blow of course. Groaning, she nonetheless maintained her ready position.

Shaking his head in wonder either at her bravery or her stupidity, the man nodded and stepped back. Immediatly Jaina found herself swarmed by enemies. She tried to fight back as best she could, but there were just too many. Blows landed on nearly every inch of her body, and the air was driven from her lungs as an amphistaff landed in her gut. Doubling over, she was unable to block the blow that connected with her back, driving the young jedi to her knees.

Blows continued to land for a moment more, and she was disoriented as rough hands pulled her up and dragged her across the floor. One more attempt to come to her feet resulted in a vicious kick to the chin that snapped her head back and almost knocked her out again. Her consciousness was fading as her attackers moved her.

It came crashing back however, when a bucket of water was thrown in her face. Sputtering, she found herself tied to one of the benches she had noticed lining the room. This bench had been dragged to the middle of the room and stood three feet off the floor. Jaina was bent over it, wrists tied beside her head and ankles tied to the feet of the bench.

The man who had thrown the water in her face was the Peace Brigadier. He smiled at her and nodded towards one of the warriors. This Vong stepped forward and struck her across the face. Snarling, he fairly spat. "You Jeedai are not Goddess. You pay for treachery Jeedai."

With that, the first man spoke up. "You see Solo, we've been giving the Yuuzhan Vong here lessons in how to properly punish someone like you. How to put you in your place you might say."

As Jaina wondered what this might mean, several of the Vong approached and appraised her bound form. A fearful thought entered mind, and it was confirmed as one of the Vong reached out and ran his hand down her back and sto jus just shy of her rear. Realizing what seemed to be in store for her, she began to protest as the warrior continued his exploration and ran his hand over her ass. Jaina squirmed, attempted to keep out of reach, but it was useless. More vong began to fondle her, running their disgusting hands through her hair, pushing them under her to fondle her breasts, and even running up and down her legs. No part of her seemed safe as even hands found their way to the space between her legs.

An involuntary moan escaped her as the hands manipulated her body in ways she had never dreamed of. She was utterly helpless to stop them from doing whatever they liked to her, and she knew it. Even cursing them was out, as they had begun to manipulate her lips, pushing fingers into her warm mouth. Jaina's one attempt to bite had resulted in that particular Vong smiling even as his blood spurted onto her tongue, causing her to gag. He had then squeezed her cheeks until her mouth remained open and continued his toying with her mouth.
The Vong caressing her butt squeezed both cheeks tightly, causing her to whimper in pain around the fingers currently pulling on her tongue. The young jedi's tits were being roughly squeezed as well, all through the light uniform preferred by off-duty pilots.

This humiliating scene continued until Jaina was being caressed and masturbated by at least five Vong, all manipulating various parts of her body. Despite herself, she found her pleasure rising. Helpless, she repeated over and over again in her mind, she was completely helpless.

Finally, the petting session ended. Jaina gasped for breath and forced down the irritation that they had stopped before she came. That was not how a jedi should act. Shame rose through her and colored her cheeks as she realized how much she had wanted to orgasm right there in front of them all. She shoulde bee been trying to find a way out of this.

Looking around once more as best as possible, she saw that peace brigadier appear in her field of vision. "Well well... looks like we have a little Solo-slut here." He laughed at his nickname for her. "That right Solo-slut?" As Jaina opened her mouth to retort, he stepped forward quickly and covered it with a gloved hand. The glove was too thick for her to bite through. Coping his own feel of her perky young tits, he smiled at her. "Yeah, I think we all know how great old Han's got it. A whore of a wife and a slut of a daughter. So, how old were you before the old smuggler fucked your brains out hmmm?"

As a red blush rose to her cheeks at the indignation of this line of questioning, she felt another cause for embarresment. The Vong, no longer content to exploring her body fully clothed, had begun to undress her. Not bothering to determine how to undo each piece, he just cut her pants away, followed by her panties. Another Vong cut through her shirt and bra, leaving Jaina Solo nude, being fondled while tied to a bench.

The human yanked her head back by the hair. While she had been distracted, he had been disrobing himself. His erect cock stood eight inches long and almost poked her eye out. Flinching back, she gagged as the man forced the dick into her open mouth and partway down her tight throat. He whispered, "Bite bitch, and I'll make sure these Vong stuff your ass so full of thud bugs that they'll come out your damn ears." Without waiting for a response, he began to face fuck the beautiful young girl.

Still getting used to the cock filling her mouth, Jaina yelped around it as one of the Vong lined his own penis up with her cuntlips and began to shove it in. She wasn't a virgin, but it still hurt. The cock forcing its way into her had to be at least ten inches long, and was probably more than that. She cried out as the Yuuzhan Vong began to fuck her.

Her two rapists fucked either end of her, one thrusting in and out of her warm mouth, the other fucking his cock into her tight pussy. Pleasure again began to override her thoughts. There was nothing she could do about this anyway, so why not enjoy it... The thought profoundly disturbed her on some level... and yet... on another it excited her. Was she a slut? She was enjoying being fucked in the middle of a large crowd of enemies, so she must be... at least on some level.

The man fucking her mouth stopped moving. "Start sucking Solo-slut. Jaina-whore. Suck me you little cunt." The words excited Jaina, and before she knew what she was doing, her tongue had begun to caress the mans cock, and soon she was sucking off the man like a common, cheap, slutty whore.

That's all she was, she realized. A whore. Just a fuck slut. There was no other explanation. The pleasure of being raped threatened to overwhelm her very senses, and she couldn't help but want to give some of that pleasure back. There, she had thought it. She wanted to give these men pleasure. She wanted to suck them off until they came in her mouth. She wanted to drown in orgasms. She wanted these men to fuck her like their lives depended on it. She wanted to be fucked.

The Vong fucking her pussy pulled out and lined his hard cock up with the rosebud of her asshole. Flinching slightly at the thought, Jaina nonetheless continued her oral ministrations on the cock splitting her lips. The vong dick began to force its way into her tight ass, and...despite herself... she smiled.

Jaina Solo had become a slut....

To be continued.