Thread: Star Wars: The Eclipse before the Dawn (Corsair and Xana)

Kaydia wore a smile as Quentin spoke to her, even as his words made her uneasy. It would be an opportunity, she agreed, her hand on his back as his was on her waist. Utterly uninterested in untangling form him. His next request had her stiffen. She knew he had too much respect for her to keep things from her, to make this decision for her, but hearing the offer was not helping her regain balance. She felt like prey, as her mind encouraged her to become a predator instead. Im not sure we are in need of any more favors, she whispered back to her husband, focusing on his warm. Oh, she wanted him, and a dark part of her wanted him before the room. Let them all be jealous, as they watch her writhe upon her husband, as he brings her to climax. Witness the bliss on their features as he floods her with his desire, leaving no doubt who she belonged to, and who belonged to her. Instead her mind settled into fantasies of making love this evening, as she settled into his arms. Letting his love fill and embrace her, as they sweep away this whole evening. Enjoying the possessive way he held her close, wanting to be just a close to him. They just had to indulge the senator awhile longer, and theyd be back home and done with this whole mess. But the clinking of chains roused her from her fantasies. It was not the familiar opening she was expecting, with Quentin brushing fixtures aside to take her on a table. Instead she was strung up with chains, reminding her that this time had been recorded as well. So the whole galaxy could watch her rape. Shameful terror clutched her heart as dreadful events played out before her again. Paralyzed by fear, as she watched her holo-self seek some escape from the impending torment, trying to reach for the unconscious Quentin in vain. She tensed in anticipation from the SIN, half expecting to feel it in her own skin, as if someone here might activate it for effect. Fortunately, for the present Kaydia, Quentin was here for her now, ready to shelter her from the ghosts of her past. Exerting his will on the Senator, creating an opening for them to escape. She was thankful for that, thankful for his hand pulling her to her feet and to his side. But they had to be careful now. She had just finished tell the party how much she enjoyed this performance, and that she liked pain. If they started charging their story now everything could fall apart. Suddenly, there might be concern that the Jedi referred to in the holovid was there in the room before them. We had thought you referred to a... to a different... He shook his head, half escorting and half pushing his wife towards the door. That... was not a production she remembers... fondly... A pity, Corralis said, thumbing the remote for the holo projector, we dont have to watch this one then. I have more of her holovids. Why dont you show us your favorite, Vynne? More? Kaydia repeated, the more a choked sound as she struggled to hold down the fear that was transforming into rage. What more was there? The Telerath vid or? Yes, I purchased a collection of your performances from Baronet Aldane ha-Florindel Sergovia Organa-Nahal. It was pricey, but I have to say, it was worth every dactare, Corralis laughed, as a series of titles and still images projected along the back wall. All of them, featuring her, and the Baronet. Bound. Burned. Slashed. Choked. Airtight. Obedient. When she didnt respond right away, another guest spoke up, Aldane really did have the best movies. The way he could get his actresses to move from terror to delight on cue was brilliant. And his snuff films were deliciously framed. You could actually see the light leaving the actress eyes. You have to wonder if he lost a couple, learning to perfect that technique, Corralis joked, Alas, some men are a slave to their art. Once more, Kaydia was on that ship. Surrounded by would be rapists, pouring their hostile lust into her, one after another after another. This time, she wasnt going to be a victim. She wasnt going to let them violate her again. Never again. They feared you once. Let them fear you again. A blink later her eyes flared scarlet, as she pulled away from Quentin, his love and concern dampening her connection to the dark side. Senator. Let me show you my favorite part of this video. And then perhaps we can move on to the live performance. I do hope you will up for participating. Her voice was darker then, even as it carried playful tones. Taking the remote, she fast forwarded the holo-vid, speeding past her rape. Stopping right as her twin rapists reached orgasm within her, and the force of the SIN brought on her own unwilling climax. Ah yes, the finale, The senator acknowledged, It is very powerful. No, not yet, Senator. This part, Kaydia explained, watching as hope broke within her mind, leaving her with murderous determination only. She smiled big as she watched Quentins saber fly to her hands, releasing her from the chains and then plunging into the woman. Her rapists bisected form was more satisfying this time around, even without the blood. And then she was laughing in time with the vid, remembering the pleasure of stabbing the captain, again and again and again. His blood covering her shame just slightly. The vid continued as she wandering out of sight, leaving the screams of her victims echoing through the hull of the ship. Nervous laughter filled the room, some guests starting to suspect there had been a horrible miscommunication before. Well, I have to say, ending this performance on the murder was an interesting directorial choice, The senator admitted, tension replacing the lust that had filled his thoughts since first laying eyes on her. Oh now, Senator, I thought you liked snuff? Scarlet questioned, her coquettish tone managing to sound menacing. People were leaving now, the darkness radiating off Scarlet tangible to those without a connection to the force. She helped the evacuation along, recreating the force push from the holovid, recreating the torment that had empowered her then. Only the Senator was left, pinned against the back wall. Screams from the holovid playing background, as she walked over to the open bar, and poured herself a glass of fine wine. Damn, how she missed fine wine. Are you ready now? For your private performance? Scarlet asked, sitting in the front row, sipping from her glass. Please he gasped, desperately drawing air into his lungs, Dont do this. Oh good, you already know your lines, Scarlet laughed, drinking more deeply from the wine. Now, that wasnt quite how I wanted this last scene to go down, but all productions run into issueswell. This is how I wanted it to go down. At that moment she shattered his pelvis, leaving him with only her force grip to hold him up. The pain was excruciating, based on his cries, but she wasnt done yet. This was what I wanted. A slow, painful death for my attackers. Let my torment be their last experience in this life. In sequence, she broke more of his bones, timing his screams to play parallel to the screams from the holovid. Humming into her wine, she relished in the symphony of anguish that played out before, conducted by her own hand. Once his voice was raw from the torment, Scarlet sighed, draining her glass. With the tightening of her fist, his spine cracked in half, bending him in ways vertebrae was not accustomed to being bent. He found his voice in time for one last scream, before crumpling on the floor in a broken heap. Now that was a well-crafted snuff scene.