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Padme screamed and cheered as Anakin flew past their location in his podracer. She was flanked by Qui gon and Obi wan, as well as several others. One of them was a guard assigned to them by Jabba to accompanying them whilst they are on the planet. After the racers begin the third lap and are no longer in sight, Padme begins to inspect the crowd in the grandstands. She looks to the middle and spots a green, fat, and overall ugly creature. “What is that disgusting creature over there?!”

Qui-Gon sighed. “Padme, you never want to offend a powerful being, especially on their home planet. They could have you...”

The guard cut him off, grabbing Padme and pulling her away. She screamed and struggled with him but she was no match for his great strength. Qui Gon knew her fate would be horrible, however he realized that helping her would only cause everyone more problems. He watched silently as the guard restrained Padme and began to lower the tower they were in.

Once on the ground, he led her off of the platform. Padme watched as it began to rise again, but this time she was not on it. The guard led her across the track and through a rusted metal door. It slammed closed behind them, leaving them in almost complete darkness. They walked until they reached a row of cells. All were empty, but one door was open. Padme was hastily shoved in and the guard slid the door closed behind her. It slammed and locked with a heavy metal click followed by the sound of the guards footsteps getting farther and farther away. Padme cried. She had heard the many stories of sex slaves and prostitutes on the planet. She feared that she would be forced to become one.

After what felt like hours, a guard approached and reached through the bars of her cell door. He handed her several garments that looked as if they had been worn many times before. They were stained and had sand all over them. As she unravelled them, she saw what had been handed to her. It was a bra along with a pair of what looked to be underwear, however it would leave little unexposed. Emotionless, she began to remove her upper class robes and replace them with the outfit she had been provided.

Without warning, her cell door slid open. Padme curiously poked her head out into the hall. She saw ten guards coming her way. She ran the opposite direction but only to be confronted with ten more. She stopped. With no where to run, she slowly raised her hands and placed them atop her head. A guard grabbed them and quickly shackled them behind her back an led her to the door that she entered from. As is slid open, Padme squinted in the bright light. It blinded her, but only for a second. As the image became clearer, she saw Anakin atop his podracer jumping for joy. His smile quickly turned to a look of horror as he saw Padme. He whispered something into Quigons ear. Qui Gon squatted down and whispered something back, causing Anakin to grab onto Qui Gon and bury his head in the Jedis robes. Padme still had no idea what was to become of her. She was led to the middle of the track and forced to her knees. The guards grabbed a chain and shacked her naked legs to the sand floor of the race pit. Padme heard a humming sound behind her. Suddenly, scorching pain shot up he back. Then again. And again. The humming sound was an electro whip being turned on! It slashed up he back many more times, much to the enjoyment of the crowd, who yelled and cheered the whole time. More lashes. It was relentless.

Padme screamed. What had she done to deserve this? How could anyone deserve this? Before she had time to answer, the whip came down again. And again. And again. Finally, it stopped. Padme cried. She looked up and saw Qui Gon and Anakin watching. They had a look of sympathy, but helplessness on their faces. Qui Gon nodded to her before turning and leading Anakin away. She watched for as long as she could before her view was blocked by two men with long electrical cables. Her hands were released from the handcuffs, but were immediately shackled to the ground on either side of her. The wires were attached to the cuffs. Padme watched, dreading what was to come. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man standing near a large switch. He was looking not at her, but at the green slimy creature she had offended. The creature spoke. She couldn’t understand what he said, but she got the idea. The man was waiting for the go ahead from the creature to pull the switch and electrocute her. A translation droid stood in front of Padme. It spoke.

“The honorable Jabba wishes you a most painful death for your undignified insults of his greatness. You will be executed now.”

“Please,” she pleaded with the droid. “I’m sorry! I didn't mean to! Please! Spare me!”

“Jabba will show you no mercy for your actions and he wishes you a painful demise.”

Without warning, pain shot up her arms and into her chest and the rest of her body. She shook violently. Her bra, which was too big anyways, fell away and slid down to her waist. She screamed and thrashed about as the pan increased. The crowd erupted. She couldn’t take it. Her body weakened by the second. She was giving out. Everything began to get blurry. Suddenly, she slumped forwards and stopped moving. Nothing. Her chest rose and fell one last time before lying still. The onlookers stared for a few moments before proceeding to exit the stadium. It was just another day on Tatooine.

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Padmé Amidala, recently elected ruler of the Naboo, exited the throne room of her Theed royal palace and walked slowly into her private chambers. She was afraid, truly afraid, for the first time in her life. The Jedi ambassadors had recounted the treachery of the Neimoidians for her governing counsel over the holo-com channel only moments ago. It had been suggested by the older Jedi that they continue negotiations on board the Neimoidian flagship itself. Padmé had agreed and even now her royal transport was preparing to take her delegation into the gundark's den—Nute Gunray's command ship.
Padmé shivered as she entered her spacious room and gazed out at the picturesque Theed cityscape. All this was at stake...and more. It was all in her hands, the fate of an entire world. And from what she could tell, the only thing keeping the Neimoidians from invading was the fact that the Jedi were holding lightsabers to their necks.
What if I say the wrong thing? She considered with an ever growing feeling of nausea in the pit of her stomach. What if I'm responsible for a course of action that leads to war?
The older Jedi Knight had said...or was he a Jedi Master instead of a Knight? And what was his name again? Oh no, she had forgotten...something with a "Q" wasn't it? The fate of her world was at stake and the meeting only hours away and she WASN'T READY!
Padmé began to tremble ever so slightly. She was going to blow it. Lose everything.
"What kind of a sane planet could ever entrust its fate to a person as young and naïve as I am?" she asked the empty room.
A soft voice from behind startled the young queen.
"You may be young, your highness," Rabé said gently. "But you are hardly naïve."
Padmé turned to face the beautiful handmaiden as she approached. It was Rabé who had prepared her intricate makeup this morning, as she always did. It was Rabé who was always there when Padmé needed reassurance. Indeed, Padmé felt herself soothed already just from the sound of her handmaiden's voice. Rabé was probably the one person in the galaxy who could calm Padmé when she was truly upset.
As she came up behind Padmé, Rabé placed a delicate hand on the small of the queen's back and Padmé felt herself already beginning to relax at her handmaiden's touch.
A voice from the other side of the room came suddenly.
"We will get you ready, your highness..." Eirtaé spoke with authority as she entered the room, tall and confident as always. In many ways, she had a more regal countenance than Padmé could ever hope to imitate.
Padmé sighed as the blonde handmaiden approached her. Defeating Eirtaé in the election had given Padmé the position of queen. But at this moment, Padmé wished more than anything in the galaxy Eirtaé had been the one to win.
With a nod from Eirtaé, Rabé began lifting the ornate headpiece from Padmé.
"A change of wardrobe for this meeting?" Padmé asked in confusion.
Eirtaé shook her head with just the right amount of disdain and arrogance that had made Padmé's other handmaidens initially dislike the girl so much. But no one knew Nabooian etiquette better than Eirtaé, and Padmé almost felt foolish for questioning the girl's judgment.
"You must wear black to show the pain of separation from your world." Eirtaé explained with patiently.
"Just leave it all to us." Rabé continued as she placed the headpiece aside and began to unclasp Padmé's dress from behind.
"When have we ever let you down?" Sabé's voice floated into the room as the attractive young girl entered, tossing her hair back in a care-free way.
"Never." Padmé whispered as Rabé removed her gown and Eirtaé took her hands and helped her step out of the awkward, ornate attire. Now completely naked, the young queen shivered slightly as Eirtaé guided her.
"Come." Eirtaé said coolly as she gently pulled Padmé forward by the hands, guiding her towards the middle of the room. The cool tile of the floor sent another chill through Padmé's lithe, young body. "We've drawn you a bath."
"And while we wash you, we'll prepare you." Sabé said simply, smiling at Padmé as she began to disrobe.
Padmé watched silently as Sabé undressed. The girl looked so much like herself, it was like looking into a mirror. Aside from the ornate white makeup on Padmé's face at that moment, the two were almost identical. Indeed she and Sabé had developed a covert form of communication that only the other handmaidens could interpret. Raising a single eyebrow ever so slightly, Padmé asked Sabé silently: is this what I think it is?
Sabé answered her with a simple shrug of one bare shoulder as she finished removing her clothes. Her sign-language answer was clear: only if it pleases you.
Eirtaé glided around behind the young queen and slid her hands up Padmé's hips sensuously.
"Look at Sabé." Eirtaé commanded, taking charge of the situation as she always did. "So perfect...so beautiful..."
Sabé smiled at the compliment and slid her hands up to her perfect young breasts, pressing them together with a playful smile.
"So flawless..." Eirtaé continued. "Just like you are, Padmé."

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