Jinlee crept silently along the wall stopping occasionally to check for sensors. She paused to call out a line of the force to sweep a patch where she planned to jump. The vision inside her head saw a smoke line curl around a bead shape embedded in the wall. She inserted a loop image of the previous five minutes and continued her search. After neutralizing the remaining sensors, she sent another line over the top. Another quick probe revealed no threats, so she propelled herself into the area beyond. Landing softly, she stopped to survey everything around her. She saw Asian style landscaping highlighted with illuminations artfully located throughout the garden. The dark areas had pressure sensors which presented her little challenge to disable. She worked her way through the patchwork of light and dark until she was she was in sight of the house. She stopped to think about the mission, so far everything had been ludicrously easy. Clad in a skin tight black suit with her long dark hair braided, she couched her almost five foot frame behind a shrub. It was a simple job, capture the criminal and bring him back to justice. If she couldn't, she was to leave a holodisk on the premises. She wondered why her Jedi master had sent a novice all alone, but it was not hers to question his wisdom. All she knew was that he had been quite disappointed with her progress and she knew her standing at school was tenuous at best. She banished the self-doubt that crept into her mind and refocused on her task.
The house was small and fairly primitive in design and technology. A bot at the front and one at the back appeared to be the only security. The target of Jinlee's assignment was sure to have many enemies and yet seemed unconcerned about his protection. Was he even home? Her scans of the building indicated a single human male occupant that resembled the description of her target. The bot was quickly disabled and the door lock presented no challenge. As she entered, she was greeted by the sound of snoring. This was just too easy she thought and the worries began to surface again. Was it a trap? Did master give her this as an insult? She double checked for sensors, finding none. What she did notice were disturbances in the force coming from the direction of the man. A Sith? Her heart began to race as fear coursed through her veins. She quickly put her back to a wall and concentrated on dispelling her fear. Her throat began to choke up as she recalled the admonishments of her teachers and the taunting of classmates. Was she fit to be a Jedi? For a few minutes she leaned against the wall and went over her plans. The distraction worked as her breathing and heart rate returned to normal. Fear of failure was at the core of her problems. Now she was on a mission in which success was the only acceptable outcome. There was no going back empty handed. She steeled herself at the door from which the snoring emanated and cautiously opened it.
The room was small and unremarkable with a closet, bureau, queen sized bed and a half open door to a bathroom. The light from the bathroom half lit the room. On the bed was a white human male about six foot in height wearing boxer shorts and a t-shirt. He looked to be in his mid-forties with thinning gray hair and was a little overweight. She felt the force emanating from him which puzzled her greatly. All warriors of the force good or evil were lithe and muscular. How could such a dumpy looking guy be imbued with the force? She unhooked her lightsaber and triggered it. The blade shot out with a sizzle and the man's eyes fluttered open with the sound. She froze momentarily before advancing a step.
"Are you Waldebride?" Jinlee asked.
The man scratched his belly lazily and replied. "Yes, are you planning to kill me?"
"Only if you resist. You are to come with me." She answered.
He sat up and regarded her with a bored expression. "Well put away that blade before you hurt yourself. I'm unarmed." He said.
Jinlee used the force to control his mind and was met with failure. She tried again with same results. Her heart began to race once more.
"Ok my tiny sweetheart, could you at least introduce yourself?" He queried as he swung his legs to the bedside.
"I'm Jinlee." She answered.
"Jinlee you can stop the silly Jedi tricks on me, it's obvious they don't work on me. And turn that damn sword off." He repeated.
Jinlee hesitated and Waldebride gestured with his hand causing the blade to fly out of her hand and across the room to his hand. He caught it, then dropped it purposefully to the floor. She realized that the mission was probably lost so she quickly flipped the holodisk to the bureau. "Are you Sith?" she asked.
The man shook his head and laughed. "Do I look like one of those unholy bad asses? Just a run of the mill crook with the ability to use the force better than some sawed off Jedi apprentice."
"I-I-I don't understand how-- she stammered.
"How an old fat guy can be better than you?" he interrupted. "Long ago when I was thinner and had more hair, I was also a Jedi in training. I thought it was cool at first but I became disillusioned. I lost interest in my studies and spent more time carousing then displaying the proper fervor. The master kicked me out saying that I lacked the strong spirit and morals to be a Jedi. He could refuse to train me, but he couldn't remove my powers or knowledge. I've made a modest little career that is much more sensible than doing battle with the forces of evil. For twenty five years I've been free to do what I like, now my sleep has been interrupted by a pipsqueak trainee that wants to arrest me for some unknown reason." He stopped to look at her with annoyance.
Jinlee felt her face flush and said "The master said you were a dangerous criminal that he had been searching for a long time."
"I'm just a businessman that poses no threat to the republic." He replied with his hands open in mock innocence.
"Now let's get a better look petite lovely that woke me up." He said as he switched on the lights. He stood up and walked towards her with his eyes surveying her head to toe in the manner that males all across the universe are disposed to do. The idea that he was looking at her that way made her nervous. She felt another wave of the force wash over her and her legs felt like concrete.
"Damn, they sent me a cutie. It's like the master looked through my porn and knew exactly what I like. Did he choose that outfit? Your figure is almost perfect. And your lovely almond eyes. Am I awake?" he rambled on.
Jinlee was embarrassed by the direction of his comments and her helplessness.
"Are you coming with me?" she asked with faltering confidence.
Walderbride chuckled and moved up into her personal space. "If you mean will I be your captive, then the answer is no. Otherwise I'd change your question to 'on' instead of 'with'."
She felt the panic start in her gut and spread through her body like ice water. He reached over and put his hand under her chin pushing her face upwards. He leaned forward and kissed her lips. He pulled back and stared at her face while he stroked her hair. Jinlee felt a push and pull of attraction and hatred mixed with fear. He still wasn't attractive and yet his blue-grey eyes were compelling. He let go of her chin and backed off. Jinlee's legs refused to budge as the fight or flight reaction to the adrenaline caused he body to shiver. He walked a circle around her and said "You are five foot and ninety five pounds." He reached around and groped her breasts. "Mmmm small but firm." He said as he fondled her. Tears began to well up in her eyes and her chest began to heave with sobs. He moved behind her and started touching her ass. "Small apple shaped butt, also on my list of things I like." He said. Her heartrate raced, but her body remained immobile. He then put his hands on her hips and dry humped her ass. After a few thrusts, he stopped and moved his hands forwards and inwards to her crotch. She felt his fingers move between her vulva and starting pushing inside. Helpless it was like an intense itch that she couldn't scratch. After a minute, he stopped and backed off. As a small consolation, his stroking had at least stopped her crying. "Mini-jedi thought she had a chance huh?" he jeered.
He walked over to her lightsaber and picked it up. He returned to her and triggered it. He practiced a few moves in front of her demonstrating that he had at least passing knowledge of its proper use. He then waved the blade dangerously close to her face. Jinlee's vocal cords finally unlocked.
"No-No-No please" she pleaded.
He ignored her and continued to move the humming sword around her head so close that a few hairs were singed. He then help the tip an inch above her chest. He held it steady in his right hand and put his left hand fingers under the hemline of her suit.
"Quit wiggling." He admonished.
He pulled the hem away from her skin then used the blade to cut the fabric of her outfit. He slowly sliced downwards to her crotch. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. Her skin glistened in perspiration; drops running down her smooth stomach. He made more cuts until the whole garment came off. She stood shivering as she began to come down from the shock.
"Someday you'll thank me for this, short stuff." He smirked as he switched off the blade.
Jinlee watched him return the sword, her legs lighter yet still unwilling to move. He came back to her, grabbed the top of her hair so hard she yelped and pushed her down to her knees.
"Put your hands behind your back and clasp your hands." He ordered.
