Chapter 12
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When Darth Maul stepped from his ship onto the landing platform, he looked to the platform on his right, at the deck hands quickly unloading repulsor-sleds of materials from a large cargo ship he had never seen before. Then, he looked to the platform on his left, where more deckhands were cleaning the Summer’s Crown, Si’s ship. He looked to his right again, and then his left, wrinkling his brow in puzzlement.
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Si was in Maul’s apartment, dressing for her audience with Darth Sidious. He would be expecting a report on her mission, and she was required to show up in style. She chose a dark dress that flowed to the floor in elegant folds and ruffles. Deep ribbons of burgundy ran through the dusky black fabric as Si slipped the dress over her head and smoothed it. Eenine stood in the corner and watched as Si sat in her vanity chair. The handmaidens silently arranged her long hair in a complicated hairstyle of weaves, twists, and curls. When her dressing was complete, She silently walked out of the apartment, followed by the handmaidens in dark robes, and the stowaway boys in simple servant’s clothes.
Si reached Sidious’ chambers and walked to the center of the room, bowing in front of him.
“I am surprised by your show of respect, Si Tingiri. Has this mission really given you such a drastic change of heart?” Sidious’ deep voice floated out from under his hood.
“Let’s just say that this mission has brought about quite a few transitions,” Si replied, still on one knee.
“As I can see. Your clothes, your hair, everything is different. The Dark Side tells me you have even changed your spirit. I sense loyalty in you that wasn’t there before. Is this towards me, or my apprentice?”
“Both, my master.”
“You may rise.” Si stood up and looked straight at Sidious, sitting in his chair patiently. He continued, “What is your report of the mission?”
“I retrieved the plans under the pretense that I would examine them on my planet and send back a report of my findings. General Hundi provided me with all of the supplies to construct Maul’s ship. I plan to send back a disc containing false information, misleading him to believe that the plans are useless. However.......”
“What is it?”
“The general called in two Jedi before I arrived.”
“Jedi?”
“I didn’t feel any suspicion, but I fear their presence may have brought attention to my false identity. They implied that they would be visiting Onderon.”
“Yes, I will have to send you there at a later time to resolve the matter. You are wise to be cautious. Is there anything else you wish to report?”
“Yes, my master. While there, I encountered someone who knew of my true identity. His name is Gage L’Reesan. He and his two brothers, Nam and Tode, were the smugglers who killed my parents.”
“Ah yes, Nam and Tode L’Reesan. The two men you killed when you went ‘freelance’ at age 15. What became of the third brother?”
“I killed him. There is no one else who knows Si Tingiri. He was the last.”
“Very good. I am pleased with what you have done. You may go.” Si began to walk out, but turned back when reaching the door.
“Sidious?”
“Yes?”
“I had blocked out the memories of the death of my parents, but when Gage confronted me, they came back. I now remember how you saved my life, how you took me in, fed me. I thank you for that.”
“You are welcome, my assassin.” Si left the room, but the handmaidens remained.
“Why have you not left with your mistress?” Sidious commanded.
Da’ie stepped forward. “Lord Sidious, we disobeyed our lady. We deserted her for an afternoon of fun with the three young boys standing behind me.” Da’ie trembled as she looked back at the boys and the other two handmaidens. “We betrayed our secret to them, and helped them stow away on Si Tingiri’s ship. Si knew nothing about it.”
“This is disturbing news. I can not trust you three to take care of my new assassin. Her life means more to me than yours. The boys will be sent to the kitchens, and you will be imprisoned. For how long, I do not know, neither do I care,” Sidious replied in his deep, gravely voice.
“Please, my Lord, we were foolish, but do we deserve this?” Jun’ie stepped forward.
“Unless Si decides to vouch for you, I have no choice. Si has not stepped forward. She isn’t even here. It is obvious that she has left you to explain on your own. You will stay in the detention block.” The handmaidens left, and two servants escorted the boys to the kitchen.
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Darth Maul strode into his master’s chambers, where Sidious sat in his chair, facing the wall.
“Si is not here. She gave her report and left,” Sidious said quietly. “Is there a reason why you left so suddenly yesterday?”
“I felt Si’s distress. I left so I could help her.”
“Yes, I felt it also. But I did not leave, and she handled it on her own.”
“My master, while I was in my ship, I felt an absence at one time. I reached out for her, but she was no longer there.”
“I was not aware. What is your explanation?”
“The only thing that can create an absence in the Force is a ysalamiri. I believe that Si encountered one.”
“Very interesting that I did not feel her absence. We shall discuss the matter at some other time,” Sidious replied. Maul left and headed for his apartment.
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Si waited on Maul’s bed, all of her clothing removed and lying in the corner. She listened as the front door opened and closed, and Maul’s heavy footsteps walked toward the bedroom. When the bedroom door slid open, Maul looked at Si and felt himself grow hard.
“What did you do with yourself while I was gone?” Si purred.
“Let’s just say I made a new friend out of my left hand,” Maul replied casually. “On a more serious note, I felt you lose control of your anger, and this is unacceptable. Sith are patient and in control at all times. If you wish to be the slave of a Sith, you must learn these things.”
Si grinned, “What are you going to do, spank me?”
“No, I had something a bit more painful in mind.” Maul opened the closet and threw a sheer black robe at his slave. Si put the robe on but didn’t get a chance to tie it before Maul grabbed her by the wrist and brought her into the front room. There, what looked like a massage table about waist high stood in the center of the room.
“Lay down on your stomach,” Maul motioned toward the table. Si obeyed, looking at him in confusion. Maul pulled a stool over to the table and produced a laser tattoo machine from inside his cloak. He pushed up the robe until Si’s butt was visible. Her skin prickled from the colder temperature of the room. Maul kissed her left buttock, running his tongue along the smooth skin, from one cheek to the other, then back to the crack. He licked her skin, tasting the saltiness if it.
“What are you doing?” Si asked breathlessly.
“Quiet,” Maul abruptly slapped Si’s butt. His handprint quickly spread red across her cheek. He slapped her a few more times, then sat down on the stool. “I am going to make sure that everyone knows who you belong to.” Maul turned on the machine and began tattooing his initials on Si’s left cheek. Tears ran down her face and stained the cloth of the table’s cushion. To try and block out the pain, she bit down on her lip until it bled. When Maul finished the tattoo, he kissed the red skin and ran his tongue along the newly marred surface of Si’s skin. Though the warmth of his touch was soothing to the swollen area, it still burned from tenderness. Maul stood up and pulled Si to her feet. He grabbed her roughly, pulling her against him. Si whimpered, the movements painful. Maul pressed his lips against hers, with a pressure almost bruising. The blood from her lip filled his mouth, deep metallic running over his tongue. He pushed her against the table until she sat, crying from the pain as her wound was crushed against the rough cloth of her robe. Maul’s hands ran along her bare body as he nibbled at her neck. Si grasped at him, trying to block out the sensations she was feeling. Maul kissed down her neck, her chest, biting her nipples hard as they stood erect. He licked down to her naked groin, kissing along the thin line of pubic hair above her womanhood. Si leaned back on the large table as Maul spread her legs and kissed deeper, flicking his tongue along her clit before diving straight into her. She moaned, squeezing her breasts. Pain and pleasure mixed into a deep passion that washed through her in waves. It spread outward, blossoming into an intense orgasm like no other she had felt before. Maul’s tongue twisted and darted inside of her, touching places not physically possible. He sucked on her clit, then kissed back up her stomach to her breasts, leaving a trail of her cream everywhere he touched. He pulled down his pants, revealing his erection, now pierced with not one, but two silver studs. Maul hugged Si to him and pushed himself deep inside her, shoving hard. The movement rubbed her new tattoo, spreading sharp pain through her body. She kissed him deeply, trying to lose herself in the moment. She pulled open Maul’s shirt, running her hands along his bare red-and-black tattooed skin. She kissed his chest, licking his nipples and biting them as he had bitten hers.
Maul continued to thrust into Si, bringing her to her second orgasm that evening. Just as that familiar warmth spread through her, Maul exploded within her, his cum filling her up inside. He pulled out of her, growing soft, and pulled up his pants.
Maul began to walk away, but Si pulled him back, kissing him, exploring his mouth with her tongue.
“It’s my turn to hurt you,” Si whispered.
“What did you have in mind?”
Si took one of her small hoop earrings from her ear. She kissed Maul’s still-bare chest, biting down on his nipple. She kissed his mouth again, then pushed the sharp tip of her earring through his left nipple. She closed the hoop, and a sharp hiss escaped from Maul’s mouth as she pulled on it gently. A small drop of blood escaped the newly-pierced nipple and slid down Maul’s smooth chest. Si licked it off, washing away the trail it left behind. She licked at the nipple again, closing her lips around it, trying to take away the pain.
Si slid off the table, pulling the robe around her. She walked back to the bedroom and pulled on a nightgown. As Maul stripped down, she crawled under the covers and fell asleep.
For disclaimer, see chapter 1.