From Create Your Own Story
You prepare your security guards to board their ships. You want to settle this like adults. You are ready to sign a treaty, one fair for your planet, a treaty that will get the trade federation off your planet, a treaty that will mean a lasting peace. You bring a fleet of one hundred ships. Your crew boards their ship. They accept your into the meeting room. You are suddenly ambushed. Everyone one is down but you. The droids spared you.
"Um..roger, roger. Sir they are down the queen is here." A droid blurts on the intercom.
"This way your highness," the droids lead you to a room. They shackle our hand up in the air but your feet are still on the ground. You are suspended in the air. You feet are chained to the ground, but you can still move them unlike your hands.
"Now Queen, we will write our own treaty," Nute Gunray says. He says droids remove your clothes. You feel humiliated. The leader of a planet is exposing herself to the enemy. You begin to wept. They start using probes. They start probing your vagina and anus. Nute laughs. He slowly takes out his own cock.
