The Great Naboo Royal Palace Heist- A Star Wars USB Story

[Stormtrooper1990]

I have to thank Blue Cynthia for providing invaluable assistance in the concept of this story. Here Naboo Royal Handmaiden Dòrme is severely underpaid by Queen Padmé and desires to be something more than just a mere handmaiden. To that end she contacted her best friend Camilla, who just happens to be the best thief on Naboo, with a proposal. In Queen Padmé's bedchamber is an electronic safe with an estimated 60 million credits worth of jewellery, and gold. Being one of the Queen's trusted handmaidens, Dòrme knows the combination and had already shared this with Camilla. The plan is for Dòrme to let Camilla into the west wing of the palace, from there Camilla must acquire the robes of an Handmaiden to access Padmé bed chambers. What Dòrme doesn't realise of course is that this means any Handmaiden. This is their story...




For Dòrme, Royal Handmaiden to Queen Padmé Amidala of Naboo, this was just another boring day in the worst paid job in the galaxy. At 23, she was paid very little for washing her highness, dressing her highness and stars forbid protecting her highness. Dòrme, along with an army of handmaidens did all this and didn't really receive any thing by way of thanks and recognition. They were supposed to find joy in serving the Queen a sort of patriotic duty, well to hell with that thought Dòrme, the only thing she found joy in was the clink of credits in her palm and that today is the day that she gets the life she deserved. Dòrme would finally get her wish to leave this boring nowhere planet, and go somewhere exciting like Coruscant or Cantobyte. Or she would if Camilla wasn't running late. It was to Camilla, her best friend since their were kids, who Dòrme turned to with her cunning plan to get rich extremely quickly and get off this bloody planet. It just so happens that Camilla was also the best cat burglar on Naboo, who would be instrumental in pulling off the heist of the galaxy. Camilla had knocked off the Royal Art Museum in Theed, making off with the 15 million credit Lake Meadow on Naboo by the artist Armando. She had even managed to talk her way into Otoh Gunga, making off with Boss Nass' treasury in the process. The Gungans were still recovering from the loss to this day . The plan, which was all Dòrme's, was to leave a window open for Camilla in one of the west wing guest rooms, then lure a young handmaiden into the room, knock the girl out and steal her robes. Then disguised they would go to the Queen's bed chambers, clear out the safe and walk out to a concealed speeder just outside the palace. But Camilla was behind schedule, Dòrme twisted her robes nervously by the force I hope the guards haven't arrested her. Dòrme was dressed in the standard robes of the Queen's handmaidens, a hooded robe that started orange at the top and ended in a pale yellow invoked the idea of flames, tied at the waist with an orange sash. Underwhich she wore an orange underdress then her matching white lace underwear, with sandals covering her feet. As Dòrme sighed deeply, bouncing on her heels, she caught her reflection in the large window. She was a looker with high cheekbones smooth rounded features and bright blue almond shaped eyes. Her shoulder length jet black hair hidden by her cowl. Her face soon broke into a smile when she saw her dear friend Camilla, perched on the window sill. " Hello, Dori. Sorry I'am late. She said hopping into the room.



" Cami, thank the force you're safe you had me worried. I thought they had arrested you." Dòrme embraced her dearest friend. Camilla pulled into the hug, feeling the pleasant warmth of Dori against her lithe frame, catching her reflection in a cabinet. Camilla was a dashing beautiful rogue, with slender cheekbones angular features and big brown eyes, her long ash blonde hair tied into a long ponytail. She was dressed in darkened leather armour. " Oh, come on Dori. You do know who you are talking too, right. I'am the Shadow, best damn thief on Naboo. No two bit cop or Royal Guard is going to catch me, unless I let them." Dòrme laughed as she kissed Camilla on the cheek. " So, phase two. I need a change of clothes." Camilla said giving her friend a curious look. " Yes. You stay here, Cami. I will lure a handmaiden in here, you knock her out and strip her." As Dòrme turned to leave, Camilla pulled her back around. " Actually, Dori. I'am making a slight alteration to the plan, and you are not going to like it." Dòrme shook her head. " What do mean alter the plan? I thought we were agreed." Camilla laid a hand on her shoulder. " You and I are about the same size, right?" Dòrme eyes widened in shock, catching her thread. " Oh, no no no. Get that idea out of your head, Cami. You are not stealing my clothes." Camilla now laid two hands on her friends shoulders. " Come on, Dori. You want us to get rich. This is the best way, you have your robes. Strip them off, give them to me. This is the fastest way, I will give them back to you." Dòrme pulled out of the embrace. " No. This is my plan, Cami. We do things my way." She said gesturing with her finger. Camilla sighed shaking her head. " Dori. I'am really sorry about this, but this is for your own good." Without giving her a second to react, Camilla punched her friend in the face with a quick left hook. Dòrme let out a pained sigh as she fell to the marble floor unconscious.



" Oh my dear, Dori. You can be so stubborn sometimes, it's one of the many things I love about you." Camilla knelt by her unconscious friend, stripping off her armour. " I'am only doing this to protect you. If I get caught, then it will look like I knocked you out and stole your robes. You would be blameless and I will take the fall. I cannot bear the thought of you in jail. Sweet Dori, if only you knew how much I cared. Besides, when you wake up we will be rich and knowing you, you will understand, probably." Camilla caressed Dòrme's face, before she started to undress her. Camille first removed Dòrme's sandals then pulled down her hood. " I have always loved your dark locks, Dori. You were always the one the boys flocked to, but you never really noticed the one who really cared for you." Camille turned the unconscious Dòrme onto her side, untying the sash from around her waist. After rolling her friend onto her front, Camille gently pulled off the outer robe from Dòrme's body, then followed by her inner robe. Leaving her friend lying on the floor, wearing only her matching white lace bralette and hipster shorts, her toned athletic body on display with her beautiful well developed C-cup breasts. " I'am really sorry about this, Dori. But I know you will forgive me, I take no pleasure in seeing you like that. I wish there was another way, for me to get you naked." Camilla quickly donned Dòrme's robes. " I will be back soon, Dori. I won't be to long, I promise." She said as she pulled up Dòrme's hood and exited the room.




Using the directions Dori had given her, Camilla used her disguise to walk the marble halls towards Queen Padmé's bed chamber passing both robed handmaidens and the Queen's all female bodyguard handmaidens, commonly referred to as the Queen's Guard. Their uniform consisted of a loose fitting black tunic, with gold lining, matching loose black trousers with a holster containing their sleek royal blasters belted at the waist and black sensible shoes. Dòrme had told her that these women had military training, tutored by the Queen's Head of Security Captain Panaka himself. Camilla had finally found the door to the Queen's bedchamber, it was guarded by a single very bored looking pretty guard. Walking towards the girl, Camilla could tell she was a looker with angular cheekbones, heart shaped features and sparkling emerald green eyes. Her short auburn hair cut short into an attractive pixie. Using her disguise, and pretending to have every right to be there, Camilla flashed her a quick smile one that was pleasantly returned. " Hey, what can I do for you, Handmaiden?" Camilla smiled widely. " The Queen sent me to fetch something from her chambers, her proposals to the privy council meeting this afternoon. She needs it urgently." She said, using the cover she and Dòrme had practiced in planning. The guard nodded grinning. " Don't tell me, her highness as forgotten it again. That's the second time this week, I swear her highness works to much, she's only 16 poor kid. In you go and be quick." The girl said has she opened the door, Camilla thanked the clueless guard as she walked through the door closing behind her.





Rubbing her hands with glee, Camilla scanned the bedchamber looking for the safe. It was the most lavish room in Theeds' Royal Palace, with a giant four poster bed with red hangings in front of her and a walk in wardrobe off to the right, that contained the Queen's myriad dresses and where the safe resided. The room was appointed with wooden furniture, cut from the wood of wroshyr trees from Kashyyyk and woven rugs spun by the finest artisans on Naboo. Using Dòrme's information, Camilla open the doors to the wardrobe finding the safe directly in front of her. Smiling widely, imagining how rich she and Dòrme would be with the contents of that safe, Camilla walked towards the safe ignoring the opulent dresses and fancy shoes they themselves were worth a fortune but the duo would be too conspicuous, carrying out the queen's wardrobes on their backs. " Ok, the code is 5922957." Camilla whispered each number as she inputted them on the digital display. " Yes! Open sesame. Dòri, you were right on the money." Feeling a strong sense of guilt at knocking her friend out, Camilla emptied the contents of the safe which included 10 small gold bricks, pearl earrings, matching necklace, and diamond gold inlaid jewellery. Using one of the more expensive black shaak leather handbags, Camilla stashed the loot inside. A sudden knock from the door interrupted her packing. " Is everything alright in there? You are taking a while." The voice of the guard said from the other side of the door. " Just a minute." Camilla answered as she looped the handbag over her shoulder, having a sudden brain wave. The two would look suspicious if they dressed like handmaidens, carried out a handbag loaded with the Queen's most expensive baubles, but the guards uniform would help camouflage the bag. Besides Dòrme told her guards never got searched. Setting the bag down on a nearby table, Camilla put her plan into action she picked up a particularly expensive looking vase and took ambush position beside the chamber door. " Excuse me, guard. Can you give me a hand with this?" She raised the vase above her head.




Queen's Guard Hermia knocked on the door to the Queen's Chamber, it had been too long since she had let the pretty Handmaiden in. She hoped that the girl wasn't up to no good. "Is everything alright in there? You are taking a while." The girl inside answered with a short "Just a minute." At 22, Hermia had only been recruited into the Guard two months ago following her basic training. She like every other handmaiden were sworn to Queen Amidala and Hermia felt immense pride at serving her Queen, she would die to protect the young if a little inexperienced monarch. Growing impatient Hermia was about to open the door, her right hand on her blaster when she heard. " Excuse me, Guard. Can you give me a hand with this?" Relaxing her stance, Hermia entered the room. " How can I -ugh!" She had no time react as an expensive vase, made from the highest quality Naboo China was smashed over her head. Hermia let out a brief little cry of pain, as she collapsed to the marble floor unconscious.




After quickly closing the door behind her, Camilla picked up the unconscious guard under her shoulders dragging her over to the bed. " I'am really sorry about this, sweetie. But I need your clothes. Let's get you unwrapped my dear." She said to the unconscious girl as she draped her over the bed. Camilla stripped off Dòrme's robes, then started to strip the unconscious guard. Camilla removed the girl's shoes then unclipped the gunbelt from around her waist. " I always wanted to know what the queen's guards, wore under their clothes. I guess it's my lucky day." Camilla unfolded the girl's tunic , pulling her up into a seated position, then slipped it off her shoulders. " Wow, cute bra. Sweetheart, not as racy as Dòrme's though. Camilla said as her eyes glanced over the guards well rounded firm C-cups enveloped by a nude coloured t-shirt bra. " Ok, now off come the trousers." Camilla unbuttoned the unconscious girls' trousers, working them off her hips peeling down her long luscious legs and off her lush body. " Wow! A very nice matching thong. You are lucky that I'am on a schedule or I would have helped myself, love." As Camilla got dressed in her second stolen outfit, she took time to explore the toned athletic body of the Queen's Guard, clad only in her matching nude coloured bra and thong panties. " Dòri, was right. You Queen's Guard are really fit. All that military training did wonders for your figure." Once dressed and with her appraisal finished, Camilla tore Dòri's robes into strips tightly binding the unconscious girl's wrists and ankles, gagging her. " I tell you something. Dòri is going to pissed." Camilla chuckled as she dragged the bound scantily clad guard off the bed, rolling her under the bed. With the unconscious girl secured, Camilla walked over to the bag containing the loot looping it over her shoulder. " I hope you are not too made at me, Dòri." She said as she exited the Queen's Chambers, locking the door behind her. Camilla then retraced her steps, back to the guest room where she had left Dòri.




Dòrme stirred her eyes fluttered open as she felt her jaw, feeling a slight pain where Cami had punched her in the face. She carefully leant up, looking down she cursed under her breath. " Damn it, Cami. You haven't changed since we were kids. Always impulsive, yet bloody brilliant. " Dòrme shook her head, chuckling. Despite the fact that her best friend had just knocked her out cold, and stolen her robes Dòrme couldn't bring herself to be mad at her best friend. She had to admit, Camilla was right she needed a quick disguise and Dòrme was in the best position to give her one. In a heist like this, speed was of the essence. Suddenly in front of her the door opened, and Dòrme felt exposed in her nakedness. It was Julia, another one of the Queens Handmaidens, dressed in the same robes she had been wearing, before Cami took them. " By the force! Dòrme where are your robes? Who did this you?" The girl said, her face full of concern as she closed the door walking towards her. Dòrme had always liked Julia she was kind, if a little naive, and often would stop to chat during downtime. She was a pretty girl of 21, with smooth cheekbones rounded features and soft turquoise eyes. Under her cowl was long honey blonde hair, braided into a short ponytail. " Hi Julia. Sorry I don't have time to explain but I need your robes. Strip." Julia rared back confused. "W-what!? No! I have to get the guards. We have an intruder in the palace!" She turned back to the door. Reacting quickly, Dòrme grabbed her from behind in a rear chokehold clamping her right hand over her mouth, to muffle her cry of betrayal. " I can't let you do that, Julia. My friend is out there. Now I'am going to take your robes, and I'am not sorry." Dòrme snaked her arm over Julia's slender throat, gently applying pressure like Cami had taught her. Dòrme could hear Julia screaming into her hand, as the girl struggled to break free from her grasp, but it was to no avail as Dòrme was stronger. " That's it Julia, don't fight it. Shhh! Just let it happen." Dòrme whispered in the terrified girl's ear, squeezing just a little bit tighter, cutting off the blood and oxygen to Julia's brain, the girls struggles getting weaker and weaker as Dòrme applied more pressure. After 30 seconds, Julia let out a muffled sexy rattle as her arms fell limp to her sides, slumping unconscious into Dòrme's arms. " Good girl, Julia. Now let's get you out of those robes." As she lowered the unconscious girl to the floor, the door opened once again. Dòrme tensed, fearing the worse. " Ah, and here I was going to get you a new set of clothes. It's looks like you took care of things." Smiled Camilla as she entered the room, gesturing to the unconscious Julia.





" Yeah, no thanks to you, Cami. That bloody punch hurt." Camilla rubbed the back of her head. " I'am sorry about that. Wait you are not mad I stripped you?" Dòrme removed Julia's hood and sandals. " No not really. You were right, you needed a disguise and I just happened to have one for you in your size. Anyway, it doesn't matter. We are about to be rich. Now will you help me get her clothes off, I'am not walking out of here 30 million credits richer naked." Breathing a sigh of relief at being forgiven, Camilla knelt by the unconscious Julia and helped Dòrme to strip her. Between them it took only a minute to strip Julia down to her matching black lace low cut bra, which barely hid her small but buoyant B-cup breasts, and lace thong. " She's quite cute isn't she. Do you know her?" Camilla said as she bound and gagged the scantily clad unconscious girl, with torn strips from the four poster bed. " That's Julia. Sweet girl from a farm in the lake country, but too naive for her own good." Dòrme replied as she pulled up her hood fully dressed in Julia's robes. Once Julia was secure, Camilla dragged the bound girl over to the bed shoving her underneath the bed. Dòrme turned to Julia. " In that bag, is what's in there..?" She gestured to the handbag looped over Camilla's shoulder. " That Dòri, is out ticket off this force damned rock. Come on let's get of here first, then we celebrate." Falling in behind her best friend, Dòrme followed her out of the guest room. " Right behind you, Cami." She replied as she locked the door behind them.




Between Dòrme's handmaid disguise and Camilla's guard outfit, the two friends made their way out of the palace. Bypassing many guards, Handmaidens and noble members of the Queen's court. It was ridiculously easy for the couple to slip out of the palace, since they were still at peace even though the Trade Federation was breathing down their necks. After finding the speeder that She and Camilla had concealed in an alley near the royal hanger, they both hopped in. " Here, Dòri feast your eyes on our hard earned plunder." Camilla said as she got behind the control of the speeder, spinning up the engine. " Ha! "Our" hard work, Cami. You were the one that did all the heavy lifting, taking the risks. Taking out a Queen's Guard and stealing her clothes, very ballsy. All I did was lay unconscious in my underwear, until you got back." She laughed as she opened the bag, the speeder zipping down the street. " Don't sell yourself short, Dòri. You choked a girl out, stole her clothes. I couldn't have been more proud." Dòrme's eyes widened as she saw the glimmer of the trinkets, flash across her face. " You, cleared out the entire safe! That's more than 60 million credits. You are a goddess, Cami. I love you." Dòrme gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. " Well, I'am the best thief on Naboo." Dòrme turned to her friend. " What if we could become the best thieves in the galaxy? Two gorgeous girl's, a guy in every port, on a galaxy wide crime spree." A wide grin shot across Camilla's face. " Plenty of rich bastards to rob, uniforms to steal. Adventure to be had. All with my best friend in the whole universe. I cannot think of anything better, there would be no place I would rather be than with you by my side. I love you too, Dòri." She said with a longing that went over Dòri's head. " To the spaceport, then. We buy ourselves a second hand ship, something fast like a Corellian YT freighter. We blast the hell off this rock and see where the stars take us." Camilla didn't take her eyes off the road. " I know a guy, he can help us with a second hand YT1300, with no questions asked." Dòrme lent back into her seat. "Great. The sooner we are off this rock, the better. I have seen enough of this place to last me a lifetime." Both women laughed as their speeder shot towards Theed Spaceport, towards their future. A future in which they would be their own masters, and embark on the greatest crime spree the galaxy would ever see.

[simon4242]

epic epilogue plse

[Stormtrooper1990]

NABOO ROYAL GUARD SECURITY REPORT


On the Theft of her Majesty Queen Amidala's Jewellery




Report Summary




This afternoon, it was discovered that the Royal Palace was breached in a major lapse of security. The Queen's personal safe was emptied of all its contents, with an estimated value of 70 million credits worth of gold, pearls and jewellery stolen. The unconscious bound body of Queen's Guard Hermia Sabiére, was found under the Queen's bed. She had been stripped of her uniform, and tied with the remains of a handmaid's uniform. Unfortunately, Guard Hermia is still unconscious in the palace medbay, doctors say she as a mild concussion and will take some time to recover. Upon a security sweep of the entire west wing, the distraught handmaiden Julia Simòne was found naked, bound and gagged under the bed. After she was treated for shock, the story Ms Simòne gave us is a confusing one. She reported she had discovered the underwear clad Dòrme Rènarde, believing her to be distress Ms Simòne turned to alert the guards to a possible intruder. Only to be attacked by Rènarde, and rendered unconscious. She then remembers waking up under the bed.



Using these curious sequence of events, I have come up with my own theory. We are dealing with two suspects, one is Handmaiden Dòrme while the other is an Unknown female intruder. I believe it was an inside job to stole the Queen's Jewels but so far I have yet to discern a motive, however handmaiden Dòrme was known to have expressed dissatisfaction with her station, with regards to her pay. This could well be a possible motive. The second female suspect remains a mystery, although I have a suspicion it may be the infamous Shadow. Our guards did discover discarded black leather armour, which as been attributed to the Shadow. Of course this all remains speculative until Guard Hermia, wakes from her Coma. I have a feeling she holds the answers to this security breach.



So far Dòrme and her accomplice remain at large, and may by now by off planet. I will order a massive internal security review immediately. In light of the threat from the Trade Federation,we must be vigilant for further infiltration whether from thieves or potential assassin's.




Signed



Captain Panaka
Head of Security. Royal Guard of Naboo

[meditions142]

Amazing story.

The Hermia take out was great. The old trick of luring the guard in and knocking her out. And we get the great laying her out on the bed for stripping. Very nice. Camilla was awfully rough on her. Giving the poor girl a concussion.

Loved the Julia take out too. Good old sleeperhold. I liked your description of Julia. She sounds like a real cutie.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Amazing story.

The Hermia take out was great. The old trick of luring the guard in and knocking her out. And we get the great laying her out on the bed for stripping. Very nice. Camilla was awfully rough on her. Giving the poor girl a concussion.

Loved the Julia take out too. Good old sleeperhold. I liked your description of Julia. She sounds like a real cutie.

Thanks meditions, I'am glad you enjoyed the story.

Camilla certainly wasn't gentle with poor Hermia, the scene reminiscent of the Femme Fatale knockout with Nathalie and the champagne bottle. As I really enjoyed writing the table scene with Kallista, I wanted to write the bed scene with Hermia. Who got herself stripped on Queen Amidala's bed then tied up, shoved under it for good measure.


My favourite scene though was poor cute Julia, who after expressing concern for Dòrme was choked out and stripped for her trouble. Unaware of course that Dòrme was in on the heist, and needed her clothes since her best friend Camilla made off with hers.


After all only the most cutest of girls are hired to serve Queen Amidala


Friendship, however won the day as the two speed away from Naboo with their loot and a whole of uniform stealing to look forward too.

[meditions142]

My favourite scene though was poor cute Julia, who after expressing concern for Dòrme was choked out and stripped for her trouble.

I can see why you look the scene. The idea of Julia letting out a sexy little sound and slumping back into Dorme's arms is wonderful!

I also like that both scantily clad women ended up being hidden under beds. And, while I know you often use bondage, the bounding and gagging fit here and really added to the story.

[Stormtrooper1990]

My favourite scene though was poor cute Julia, who after expressing concern for Dòrme was choked out and stripped for her trouble.

I can see why you look the scene. The idea of Julia letting out a sexy little sound and slumping back into Dorme's arms is wonderful!

I also like that both scantily clad women ended up being hidden under beds. And, while I know you often use bondage, the bounding and gagging fit here and really added to the story.

I often prefer to use improvised bondage, as it adds to the realism but for me the idea of the infiltrators tying up the naked girl with either clothes or strips of bedsheets is very sexy for me anyway. I tend to dislike OTT bondage or the use of BDSM vibes.



Beds are the most handest tool for a thief or infiltrator when a dumpster is lacking. Julia was perhaps My favourite takedown as the girl was so sweet and innocent, too naive to see Dòrme's betrayal. She ends up unconscious, stripped and tied up under the bed for her trouble.


The first steal with Dòrme and Camilla was pure comedy, and made me chuckle when I wrote it. At least Dòrme didn't hold a grudge, the loot and Camilla's friendship made it all worth it.

[rufusluciusivan]

Cool short story. So... Is it part of Star Wars Legends or of the current Expanded Universe?

Anyway, I agree that scantily clad women being hidden under beds by their mugger is a cool concept. And I have a soft spot for the trope of a uniform stealer having her own clothes stolen by someone else. Though this version has a bit of a twist, since it was done with friendly intents.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Cool short story. So... Is it part of Star Wars Legends or of the current Expanded Universe?

Anyway, I agree that scantily clad women being hidden under beds by their mugger is a cool concept. And I have a soft spot for the trope of a uniform stealer having her own clothes stolen by someone else. Though this version has a bit of a twist, since it was done with friendly intents.

Hi Rufus and thank you for reading my story , this story is set the day before the Trade Federation blockaded the planet, so I would put it into the expanded universe.


Camilla didn't tell Dòrme of the little alteration to their plan, but Camilla did it with the best possible intentions. Of course it worked out well in the end. They got the loot and Dòrme got some new clothes anyway, at the expense at poor completely clueless Julia.


Now they get to embark on the greatest crime spree the galaxy has ever seen, Cantobyte better watch out.

[meditions142]

You know, not that you need anymore ideas, but given you are doing stories in the Star Wars Universe, it might be fun to see a story where a particularly powerful Jedi uses the Force to take over a female sentry's mind and make her provide information. Then the Jedi would make her turn over her uniform and then use the Force to put her to sleep.

Might be a fun idea.