A few years after the Yuuzhan Vong War...
Hutt Infiltration
"Does this kriffing harness have to be so tight?" Jaina asked... again, as she paused to tug on one of the straps.
"It'll be fine," Alema Rar replied, watching her ass as they crawled through the narrow drain. "I told you. Embra just wants us to test out his defenses."
Jaina turned her head and looked back at her suspiciously a heartbeat. "What, he's worried two fetish models are going to attack him?" she said, waving a hand at the outfits they were wearing.
Alema Rar flashed her a friendly smile. "He's donating a half-million credits to the Galactic Alliance Orphan Fund," she reminded her. "Contingent on us making a legitimate attempt to infiltrate his fortress wearing the agreed upon outfits."
Jaina shot her another suspicious glance.
"Nawara Ven reviewed the contract," Alema Rar reminded her. "It's durasteel-clad."
Embra the Hutt had been a solid ally of the Galactic Alliance during the Yuuzhan Vong Invasion--a rarity among the Hutts. That was the only reason Alema Rar had even listened when he approached her with this scheme, and the only reason she'd been able to get Jaina to go along with it. Of course Jaina had insisted on some changes to the outfits he'd originally supplied. She had flatly refused to wear the eighteen centimeter stiletto heels, or the durasteel collars and cuffs with a built-in tracking device, but both Alema Rar and Embra had anticipated that.
That had actually been part of the plan. Alema Rar had told Embra to start with something over-the-top sexy, that Jaina would reject, so she'd feel like she'd got them to compromise. Instead, they were wearing ankle-boots with chunky heels just twelve-centimeters high.
The bodysuits they were wearing were skintight, black and dark grey, with various armor inserts and padding in appropriate areas. Their shoulders were left bare. Alema Rar let Jaina argue out of a couple of accessories, but she told her that Embra insisted on the bodysuits and ankle-boots if he was going to give the half-million credit donation.
Both Jedi were wearing nerfhide harnesses buckled over their bodysuits, with wide straps around their thighs, waists, just below their breasts, and just above them, with vertical straps connecting them. The sleeves ended in half-gloves that left their fingers bare. Jaina absently tugged on the harness strap encircling her just below her breasts, as it framed them a little too well for her taste. Alema Rar loved hers.
Alema Rar's bodysuit was tighter than Jaina's too, and the nerfhide harness even tighter. She also had a matching nerfhide head harness that had a quartet of straps encircling the top half of each of her lekku. Alema Rar had also added thick nerfhide wrist cuffs and a collar, because it'd be suspicious if she didn't. The whole outfit made her feel very sexy and submissive.
Since Embra didn't really expect Force-Users to try to infiltrate his fortress, Jaina and Alema Rar had blasters, which were permanently limited to stun, and vibroblades as weapons. They were also each carrying two pairs of plastex binders, supposedly in case they needed to secure someone. They'd left their climbing gear stashed near where they'd made their entrance.
What Jaina didn't know was that their boots had durasteel plates built into the soles. Embra had maglocks built into the floor of his throne room to trap them when the time was right. There were also hidden durasteel embedded in their nerfhide harnesses. The stitching of their bodysuits were designed to split apart under the right conditions. Jaina not wearing the matching collar or wrist cuffs was fine with Embra and Alema Rar though. It would be even sexier for Embra to collar them himself. It was all part of the plan.
Another part was Alema Rar using the Force to keep Jaina just distracted enough to not catch on to what was really going on. Embra had a pair of Zeltron slavegirls and a Falleen guard spreading their pheromones around to help.
Embra wanted them to infiltrate his fortress. He also wanted to record them doing it, allegedly for training purposes. That had taken some work to get Jaina to agree when she read that part. She'd only reluctantly agreed when Nawara Ven assured her that it was explicitly in the contract that Embra could never allow the footage to be seen outside his fortress. While that was true, Alema Rar had been sucking him off while he explained it to her, and she wouldn't let him cum until Jaina relented.
Of course Alema Rar had to also make sure Master Skywalker or Jaina's parents didn't find out what Jaina was up to. Technically Master Durron had signed off on the plan, but Alema Rar didn't quite explain all the details to him, partially because she was busy fucking him at the time.
One more thing that Alema Rar hadn't mentioned was that instead of surveillance holocams set up for security, Embra had set extra ones up on several likely infiltration routes, that were intended for close ups of them crawling and squeezing through the tight passages to his throne room. They'd gotten some great shots of their asses as they'd climbed the outer wall. Alema Rar expected it to look like a soft-core porn holomovie.
They passed a hidden holocam, and Alema Rar reached out to 'accidentally' brush her hand against Jaina's inner thigh, while grinning into the holocam.
Eventually they came to a spot where they could stand up. Alema Rar made a show--for the holocams--of wiping some dust off Jaina's bodysuit, then her own. Jaina silently shooed her away as they kept moving.
Soon they had slipped past a few random guards that seemed to be on patrol, and a couple of servants. Jaina had used the Force to distract them. Alema Rar could tell they were getting closer to Embra's throne room. The Zeltron's pheromones were getting thicker, which would help.
