Sunnix Ess'Ua

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Nightsister and Bene Geserit

Pinned

As she entered the hall in her finest garments all her handmaidens trembled and cowered in fear. Sunnix Ess’Ua’s magic was death incarnate and no one dared disobey. When she spoke words they were scrambled and distorted by the magic yet her target obeyed her every word. She took control of their minds so they could understand. The handmaidens lined the great hall on both sides bowing their heads as her silken ethereal golden garments fluttered out behind her. There was a faint jingle with each step of her bare feet from the intricate beadery which covered her face, hands and feet.

She hissed and spoke her language at the handmaidens who jumped to obey and opened the massive chamber door. The room was dark and large like a cavern but illuminated by candles. There was but one human in the room, a captive, a male of his kind. He did not belong to this world. This world was her dominion, free from the males of his kind, the oppressors, the subjugators. They laid waste to her home planet and made slaves of the women. The male of his kind were not welcome here. They were interrogated and destroyed.

She approached this one slowly and silently. He was taller than she but she held the magic, she was not afraid. He, as everyone here, would obey her every command. He didn’t speak, trying so hard to hide and contain his fear. She watched his chest rise and fall quickly, she noticed the slight tremble in his hand by his side. His eyes were the lightest of blue and wide as he stood rapt in her beauty. The male of his kind always did. She did not want to control him yet or force him to obey, there needn’t always be violence, sometimes subjugation came quietly.

As she came to him he did not step backwards or shrink away, he stood firm despite his fear. She looked into his eyes and put her hand to his chest and pushed him backwards firmly enough to force him back a step and then another and another never looking away. Her hand slid down his chest as she removed it because he was at the seat where she wanted him to sit. “Saht-ya” she spoke quietly in her distorted hissing voice and he sat.

“Cun sid eish” she asked and he replied “My name is Talsep Idad”. “Fa twy ya?” she asked and he told her “Dathomir”. “Nye eut du tok” she demanded “I don’t know” Talsep said. This, Sunnix did not believe, everyone knows how they came to be here. Folding space, wormholes, black holes, time bombs, there were any number of ways to arrive and she welcomed none of them.

She removed a silken gold scarf from her head revealing her face, adorned in shimmering beadery. “Sim yat” she told him and he put his arms behind him and she walked behind him and tied his hands with her head scarf. She returned to face him “Tal mek” she commanded and he froze in place only his eyes moved as she removed another scarf from her bodice revealing her shoulders and the chest of her bodice. She used it to kneel between his legs and tie one ankle to the chair leg. She stood as his eyes watched her every move and she removed another scarf from her waist showing the elegant curves of her hips and she kneeled again tied his other leg to the chair with it. “Shotu” she spoke and his body was under his control again.

She whispered in his tongue, still garbled and distorted but clearly English, “Talsep you will tell me why you are here or you will die.” His breathing became much more rapid “I don’t know” he stammered “really I don’t!” She took her last scarf from her leg and wrapped it around his mouth and tied it tightly. “You will tell me or die”.