Star Wars: Twin StrippersbyHandcuffGirl©
Authoress's notes: The following story takes place sometime after the Yuuzhan Vong War. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and please leave me feedback, public or via email.
Jaina smiled at the attention she was getting as she made her way to one of the club's VIP rooms. She had been booked for a private dance. The clients had even paid extra for a specific theme. That was why she was wearing an erotic version of an X-wing pilot's uniform.
The main part consisted of a stretchy orange synthhide bustier and hotpants. Underneath the bustier and hotpants were a skimpy bra and tiny g-string, both in orange synthhhide as well. Orange synthhide armlets ran from her wrists to just below her elbows. Glossy black fingerless gloves with three centimeter wide cuffs were on her hands, and covered the end of the armlets.
A harness that vaguely reminded her of an actual flight harness went around her torso and hips. It was made of a web of three centimeter wide black synthhide straps that further accentuated her breasts and curves, and had quick-release snaps so she could easily take it off. Glossy black platform knee boots with fifteen centimeter heels were on Jaina's feet. A matching synthhide choker completed the outfit.
Jaina arrived at the VIP room, and knocked on the door. She heard laughter coming from within. A moment later a voice called for her to enter. Jaina pulled her shoulders back to show off her tits, opened the door, and stepped in.
"Hey, you guys looking for a—DAD!" Jaina shouted in horror, doing her best to cover herself.
"JAINA!" Han Solo yelled back, nearly spilling his drink.
Jaina froze in stunned silence a handful of heartbeats. Then she glanced to the man next to him. "UNCLE LUKE!" She barely even registered the other men in the room, even though she knew all of them like family. Lando. Master Horn. Wedge. Tycho.
"Jaina!" Han repeated, almost as loud as before. He paused a moment, then added, "What the kriff are you doing here?"
"What the kriff am I doing here!?" Jaina responded in shock. "What the kriff are YOU doing here?"
"I think it's time for me to go, Han ol' buddy," Lando announced, rising from his seat.
Master Horn had already taken a step towards the door.
"Me too," Wedge added.
"Yeah," Tycho muttered. Both he and Wedge were a half-step behind Lando.
Jaina stared at her father as she waited for them to exit. He stared back at her, apparently waiting on the same thing. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest in an attempt to cover herself somewhat.
"I can't believe you would do something like this," Han said, barely below a shout.
"Look who's talking!" Jaina answered, taking a step forward. "Does mom know you're out watching strippers?"
"Does your mom know you're stripping like some Zeltron slut!?"
"Seems you both have reason to keep the other's little secret," Luke stated calmly.
Jaina glanced at her Uncle a moment, then back to her father, who was doing the same thing.
"I won't tell if you won't," Jaina said, locking eye with her dad.
She watched Han consider that a moment.
"I guess so," he finally answered with a nod.
Han paused and downed the rest of his drink in one gulp. He seemed to be about to say something else, but just shook his head instead.
"Let's go," Han said to Luke, stepping towards the door.
Suddenly Jaina thought of another problem.
"Hey, what about Lando and Master Horn and them?" she asked.
"I'll talk to them," Luke quickly assured her as he followed Han out the door.
Jaina watched them leave, then ran through a Jedi calming technique. She still couldn't believe she had seen her Dad and Uncle Luke here. Uncle Luke surprised her more though. She could at least imagine her Dad visiting a strip club, just not this one, and definitely not while she was working.
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Jacen Solo smirked at the women eyeing him as he strode towards one of the Ladies VIP rooms. He had been booked for a private dance. The clients had even paid extra for a specific theme. That's why he was wearing an erotic version of an Imperial Officer's uniform.
First there was the glossy black tunic with fake rank badges. The matching pants were tear-away. Underneath the pants was a pair of matching short-shorts, which were also tear-away. Under that was a thong. Glossy black boots completed the costume.
Jacen arrived at the VIP room, and knocked on the door. There was boisterous laughter coming from inside. After a moment, a woman's voice called for him to enter. Jacen straightened his shoulders, opened the door, and walked in.
"Hello ladies, looking for a—MOM!" he shouted in alarm.
"JACEN!" Leia Organa Solo screamed back, spilling her drink onto the woman next to her.
Jacen froze in shock a moment. Then he glanced at the woman that his mom had spilled her drink on. "AUNT MARA!" He barely even registered the other women in the room, even though he knew all of them like family. Winter Celchu. Tendra Calrissian. Iella Antillies. Mirax Horn.
"JACEN!" Leia repeated, almost as loud as before. She paused a moment, then added, "What the kriff are you doing?"
"What am I doing!?" Jacen responded in surprise. "What are you doing?"
"Watching some young stud take off his clothes for credits," Mara Jade Skywalker announced. "If you two will shut up, that is."
Jacen's mouth fell open in complete shock.
"Yeah stud," Mirax Horn added after a few seconds of silence. "No one's paying you to talk. Start dancing, you Imperial scum."
Jacen glanced around the room, to see all of the women except his Mom eyeing him hungrily. Winter only glanced away long enough to pour his Mom another drink. Leia gave him a shrug, and took a hefty swallow. Jacen's music had started when he entered, so he just took a deep breath, and began his routine.
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Jaina waited a couple of minutes, for her Dad and Uncle Luke to leave, then headed towards the dressing room. She still couldn't believe she had run into them and Lando, Master Horn, Wedge and Tycho while she was stripping. When she got to the dressing room, she ran into one of the hostesses.
"Hey Jaina, I thought you had a private dance?" the green-skinned Twi'lek asked her.
"I don't want to talk about it," Jaina insisted.
"Okay," she answered with a sympathetic shrug. "Well, I've got another one for you if you're interested. Male human, good looking."
That was just what Jaina needed to take her mind off things.
"Sure," Jaina replied. "Any special requests?"
"Nope," the hostess told her.
"Alright, give me a minute," Jaina said as she turned to the mirror to check herself out.
Once she had touched up her make-up, Jaina headed for a different VIP room. Since the door was open, she knocked, and walked in.
"Hey, you looking for a—MASTER DURRON!" she shouted in alarm as she recognized the occupant of the room.
"JAINA!" he replied with his own surprise.
As they stared at each other in shock, smiles slowly formed on their faces.
"I didn't know you worked here," Kyp said, leaning back on the pouf couch. "Nice outfit."
"Thanks, sexy," Jaina answered as she closed the door behind herself. "I didn't know you came here."
"I stop by sometimes," he responded casually. "If I get to see you though, I'll stop by more often."
"Well I hope you do," she replied with a seductive smile as she strutted towards him.
Jaina winked at him, then began dancing for him. Running into Master Durron was definitely a pleasant surprise. Still, she hoped she didn't see anyone else she knew here.
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