Authoress's notes: This story takes place approximately six months after the events of
Imperial Prostitute SX-51472
. In case you haven't read Imperial Prostitute SX-51472, I'll summarize it for you first:
Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51472
Jaina Solo, mentally and physically exhausted from killing her twin brother, Darth Cadeus, accepts Jagged Fel's invitation join him in the Empire. Once she arrives, she agrees to attend Imperial basic training, hoping the intense and disciplined regimen will take her mind off her problems.
Mid-way through training, she puts in for a transfer to the Imperial Prostitution Corps. There she is given her new serial number and identity, and is trained to sexually pleasure all Imperial personal, both male and female. Imperial ProCorps trooper SX-51472, or Seventy-Two for short, is born.
After various assignments, Seventy-Two finds herself assigned to a remote station under the command of Captain Garowyn, who as it turns out, didn't die on Kashyyyk like everyone had thought. During her time there, Seventy-Two learns that Jysellsa Horn is planning on attending the ProCorps Academy, and that Tenel Ka, Queen Mother of the Hapes Consortium, already has.
Next, Seventy-Two is assigned to the newly-promoted Admiral Garowyn's Star Destroyer,
Admiral Daala
. Soon Natisi Daala, now the Galactic Alliance's Chief of State, visits her namesake ship and brings along Seventy-Two's former friend, Syal Antilles.
During the visit, Admiral Garowyn displays Seventy-Two's obedience by having her masturbate for Chief Daala. As a result, Chief Daala and Admiral Garowyn decide that Syal will stay on board the ship, with the private hope that she will join the ProCorps as well.
Their plan is a rousing success. With Seventy-Two happily guiding her, Syal Antilles learns to service the
Daala's
Officers, including Admiral Garowyn. Then she resigns from the Galactic Alliance Starfigher Command and leaves to become an Imperial Prostitute.
Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51472 Episode II: The Hapan Harem
After her enhancements, it had taken her a couple of weeks to be able to run again. Now, a brisk twenty minute jog in fifteen centimeter heels was completely natural, even with her larger titties. Once she had finished her jog, she used the weight machines, then spent thirty minutes doing aerobics.
Once she finished her workout, Seventy-Two returned to her quarters and had a quick sonic shower, and got ready for duty. Ten minutes before eight, her scheduled start time, Seventy-Two was sitting at her desk ready for work. She was obediently watching the holographic patterns on her spectacles, and listening to the ambient music on her earpieces. Half-an-hour later, she received her first comm call of the day, routed from the Embassy's automated call center.
"Good Morning, this is Ambassador Garowyn's office, how may I serve you?" she answered cheerfully.
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Over the next few days, Governor Garowyn began implementing several new rules affecting both the Embassy and the Hapan ProCorps troopers.
The first rule was that all Hapan ProCorps troopers wishing to enter the Imperial Embassy had to pass through security. While this had always been the case for all non-Imperial citizens wishing to enter, now ProCorps troopers, who were almost exclusively Hapan noblewomen, high ranking officers, or close advisors to the Queen, were completely strip-searched by the Imperial guards on duty.
All Hapan ProCorps troopers also received word privately from Governor Garowyn, through Tenel Ka, that they should find a reason to visit the Embassy as often as possible without arousing suspicion amongst the regular Hapans. The order was mostly unnecessary. The Hapan noblewomen were long used to frequent sex whenever they pleased, and obeying the whims of their Queens, both current and in the past. Now that the Governor had control of their chastity belts, and pussies, they eagerly flocked to the Embassy for the opportunity to be strip-searched and fucked by the Imperial guards on duty.
The steady stream of ProCorps troopers served another purpose as well. They would relay the Governor's orders to their Queen, either verbally or by carrying the datapads to the Palace.
The Governor also made it very clear to the Embassy staff that they were to behave like proper diplomatic guests of a sovereign government while in public. She explained that doing anything that regular Hapans would consider insulting to the Hapes Consortium would result in their being reassigned to the Imperial Navy's recruiting office on Kashyyyk. They all knew that the Empire didn't have a recruiting office on Kashyyyk, but they got the message.
She also told them to make sure that only ProCorps trained Hapans were strip-searched, unless they actually had suspicion that someone was really trying to smuggle contraband into the Embassy. In that case they should do a proper Imperial job of searching them.
Governor Garowyn also ordered all the HC-series ProCorps troopers to send all reports and information that they sent to the Queen directly to her as well. She also instructed them to send her anything that they thought the Empire should know, but that the Queen didn't, as long as they maintained secrecy on both accounts.
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A little over a week after arriving on Hapes, the Imperial Embassy received a request from Queen Tenel Ka for a private meeting with Ambassador Garowyn, as soon as it was convenient for her. Forty-five minutes later, Seventy-Two was piloting Governor Garowyn's limospeeder up to the main entrance of the Queen's Palace.
"Good afternoon, Mistress," Tenel Ka greeted them just inside the Palace.
"Good afternoon to you as well, Zero-One," she replied politely. "I see you are wearing your spectacles and earpieces."
"Yes, Mistress, I have been wearing them eight hours a day, and as you know, I have ordered my advisors to do the same."
Besides the spectacles and earpieces, Tenel Ka was wearing another Dathomir lizard-hide bodysuit, this one mostly purple, with some green around her midsection and down her right leg. A silver durasteel collar about five centimeters wide was locked around her neck. Her ten-centimeter-wide silver durasteel bands were on each of her upper arms, and her eight-centimeter-wide chrono/comlink was on her right wrist. On her feet were her standard ProCorps knee boots with eighteen centimeter stiletto heels. Seventy-Two was confident that she was wearing her corset and chastity belt underneath the lizard-hide as well, although they weren't readily visible through the thick lizard-hide.
"That's good, Zero-One, now I assume you have some place suitable for our important meeting?"
"Of course, Mistress, right this way," Tenel Ka answered.
Minutes later, they arrived at the Queen's conference room.
"Would you care for any refreshments, Mistress?" Tenel Ka asked.