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Taming a Togruta	By : DarkWolves Category: Star Wars (All) > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 44800 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 2- Intensive Training

Jedi Master Shaak Ti rose to her feet, her dark brown robes rolled down her form in waves, covering the master’s sleek, feminine figure beneath it. Ahsoka remained motionless; her attuned ears giving her a 3D image of the world around her, showing Ahsoka her master’s graceful movements that her eyes could not. She was however overtaken when Shaak Ti grasped her long eclipsing fingers around Ahsoka’s delicate shoulders.

Shaak Ti lowered herself down onto her knees behind Ahsoka, slowly running her fingers along Ahsoka’s thin arms, gripping her fine forearms lightly. “Let me help you tap into the true power of the force” Shaak Ti raised Ahsoka’s forearms, bringing them up into the first stance. “Guide the force through you. You do not control the force- you merely influence it” Ahsoka could feel her influence of the force being augmented, enhanced as her and Master Shaak Ti’s power began to mesh and intertwine together.

Ahsoka’s confidence began to build, she really could do it. But Ahsoka’s honeymoon moment was short lived. Another sudden change in her environment roused her from her trance like state, forcing her too lose control of the book, Master Shaak Ti’s influence the only thing preventing the book from crashing to the floor. Another failed attempt.
But she could feel Shaak Ti’s influence over her, calming her rising fears. “I believe this will require us to enter the next tier of training” Shaak Ti was standing behind Ahsoka, but Ahsoka’s finely tuned senses suddenly screamed danger. She could hear the metallic click as the door leading out of the training room was sealed- its metallic servos engaging, securely sealing the door against anything from blast charges to the prying eyes of an overly curious Padawan. But Shaak Ti continued to reassure Ahsoka against her fears “You may leave whenever you wish, Ahsoka. But if you choose to stay, be warned, this training session will require more of you than has ever been asked before”
Ahsoka didn’t even contemplate the perils which might await her answer. “I am ready master”
“Do not rush blindly into that which you do not understand Ahsoka. Think carefully of your choice” Shaak Ti cautioned her.
She took longer to reply this time. “I am willing to face any challenge master”
“Good” She spoke, moving gracefully around Ahsoka, gliding her long fingers across Ahsoka’s tense shoulders. She positioned herself before Ahsoka, her hand reaching beneath her robes to grip the hilt of her weapon dangling eagerly at her belt. “Then let the challenge, begin”
Ahsoka was on her feet in moments, her lightsaber in her hand and ignited, ready to face whatever her master was preparing to throw at her.
Shaak Ti drew her lightsaber, as Ahsoka had predicted, but the lightning blue blade of energy failed to materialize to face her. Instead her master wholly discarded the weapon- using the force she glided it effortlessly to rest on the table on the far side of the room.
Even more surprising was what her master did next. Instead of facing Ahsoka directly she turned away, putting her back to Ahsoka’s glowing weapon. “She’s just trying to psyche me out” Ahsoka repeated to herself silently, not allowing herself to fall into any mental traps.
Shaak Ti completely ignored Ahsoka’s silent confusion, instead continuing unabated. She reached up to the tie around her neck that held her heavy robes in place, breaking the seal and allowing the smooth material to slide effortlessly to the ground, pooling at her feet.
Without the thick covering Ahsoka could clearly make out her masters sleek feminine form, the dark skin of her exposed arms. It was not usual that Jedi Masters and Knights would relinquish their heavy cloaks during duels, in order to allow themselves the easier movement allowed without the fabric constrictions.
But Shaak Ti wasn’t finished yet. She reached up to the tie of her shirt, undoing the loose fabric to expose the dark flesh beneath. Ahsoka couldn’t see exactly what her master was doing, but her keen hearing told her all she needed to know. Shaak Ti shrugged the light fabric from her shoulders, leaving her dressed only in her chest covering wrapped tightly around her torso and her simple pants and boots still covering her lower half, although that was soon to change.
She leant down, undoing the straps on her boots and leaving to stand them with the rest of her discarded clothing. She proceeded to strip the remainder of her lower protection with all of the rehearsed calm of a person on the morning commute. Dressed only in her breast coverings and short underpants she calmly gathered her clothes, folding her garments up neatly and laid them down on the training table.
She finally turned to face Ahsoka “Remove your clothing, Padawan”
Ahsoka was completely dumbstruck, sheathing her weapon. “Master?”
“Do you truly require me to repeat my request? I asked you to remove your clothes so that we can continue with this training exercise” Shaak Ti spoke with calm resolve.
“But master, I don’t wear much...”
“It is of no concern Padawan; we are both females of our species” Shaak Ti’s firm tone did not falter.
Ahsoka finally gave in. “Master could you please…?” She twirled her finger in a circular motion in front of her.
“Of course Ahsoka” Shaak Ti turned, averting her gaze.
Once Ahsoka was sure there were no creeping eyes upon her she proceeded to undo the small bindings along the side of her torso, slowly discarding the article of clothing- letting it cascade down onto the cool floor, her pert nipples hardening with the sudden exposure to the cold air.
She prayed that this was as far as her Master wished her too go. She turned to face her- ready for whatever slings and arrows she was preparing.
“You look very beautiful Ahsoka” But they never came. “But to experience the full benefit of this training exercise you must not have any restrictions of your body or mind”
Ahsoka’s hopes were shattered. She reached for the hem of her skirt, pinching her thumbs underneath the line of her garment, pulling the fabric free of her hips. The clothing pooled at her feet, she stepped out of it, gathering the discarded garment and clumsily holding it to her chest.
Shaak Ti held out her arm- pulling the discarded clothing towards her through the force- utilizing her force powers to fold the delicate clothing into neat piles- lowering them onto the table next to her own.
Shaak Ti and Ahsoka stared at eachother- attempting to avert their eyes away from their areas of interest. Shaak Ti’s mind fought desperately to find the reason behind their disrobing- having lost track in the heat of the moment. The reason suddenly cascaded back to her in a flood of memories- remembering the key to the entire training exercise. “Your training is only about to begin”
Ahsoka was surprised to find that the training experience hadn’t yet begun- she had expected that baring herself before her master had been her test of nerves to show she could handle herself under intense or peculiar circumstances. But instead the preceding engagement had merely been the prologue to a far more challenging gauntlet, the riddle of which Ahsoka had yet to decipher.
Shaak Ti closed her eyes- images of Ahsoka’s young, athletic form flashing forth from her near memory. Ahsoka couldn’t interpret what her master was concocting. But suddenly the answer was bared before her.
The room was thrust into a proverbial twilight of darkness- Ahsoka’s keen eyes snapped open, her attuned ears opening to all the silent voices resonating through the Jedi temple. Ahsoka’s eyes began to adjust to the darkened conditions. But a dark veil still eclipsed her eyes “You must learn to listen to your surroundings” Ahsoka snapped around to face the sound- only to discover the same darkened sheet she faced in the rest of the room. “Reach out with the force to find your target”
A clawed hand reached out from the shadows- ready to pull her into the maws of hell. But Ahsoka struck the clawed hand away with a slash of her hand- the enemy hand retracted back into the darkness once again. “Do not let yourself be blinded by your eyes, you must embrace all of your collective senses” The creature reached out from their dark cover once again- and was forced to retreat after another harsh strike from Ahsoka’s clenched fist. “Only then can you command the full potential of the force” Ahsoka saw a glint of dark crimson flesh out of the corner of her eye, she thrust for the darkened stain with all the power of the force that she could muster- without the distraction of her haywire senses she could feel her influence over the force increasing.
The figure collapsed to the ground with the sudden force of the blast. Ahsoka leapt gracefully onto her target- drawing on the trained response engraved and practiced by her ancestors- baring her teeth, ready to tear her prey’s throat from their neck. A quick and effective kill. But her bladed teeth did not meet the reinforced cartilage she had expected- instead her bared teeth met the soft muscle of her master’s torso. The thin material of her master’s bra slid further down her toned chest, forced aside with the force of Ahsoka’s bladed teeth.
Ahsoka ravaged her prey- her vision dyed with the blood red bloodlust of her warring ancestors. She scrapped her teeth against the soft outer flesh, her tongue following suit to leave a wet trail of saliva across the taut nipple. But suddenly her deranged bloodlust ended. The darkened redness left her eyes- her conscious mind resuming her usual mind set. The realization of what had just transpired finally settled in her conscious mind.
She slowly slinked backwards in shame- whipping away a stray trail of saliva which still connected Ahsoka to Shaak Ti’s chest. Shaak Ti panted lightly- watching dumb founded as her student tried desperately to avert her eyes. Shaak Ti rose up onto her backside- slowly pulling the cups of her bra back into place- the material meeting her mounds snugly. She stared at Ahsoka with analytical eyes- looking her over, as if to assess the harshness of the penalty that she should endure.
But instead she held her arms out bare. Placing them lightly across Ahsoka’s shoulders. She pulled her in closer once again Ahsoka expected a hurl of slings and arrows to shadow her masters outstretched hand. But instead she was drawn into another primal frenzy similar to her own. But the fuel that birthed these fires was desire and compassion- and these burned far brighter and stronger than she could ever have forged.
Shaak Ti brought the young apprentice into a fierce kiss- in this collision fierce predator met predator- a match between two almost identical forces. But the uncontrolled and untamed raw experiences Ahsoka had been accessing would not stand against Shaak Ti’s cool control over her powers. Having embraced and commanded her instincts long ago Shaak Ti had no difficulty to securing her hold over Ahsoka. The young fighter was quickly overpowered and subdued. Shaak Ti managed to wrestle the girl onto her back- but she still vainly persisted. Ahsoka continued to writhe and squirm beneath the larger, heavier woman- but to no avail.
“You have taken your first steps towards utilizing your coloured ancestry to allow you to truly master your control of the force. But you are untrained, uneducated- and as such your genetic memories will continue to haunt and impede you. I can assist you in controlling these disturbances”
Ahsoka smiled “I have already taken a leap of faith- and the force has smiled upon me, what is one more jump into the unknown”
Shaak Ti smiled at Ahsoka’s enthusiasm “Very well”
She relinquished her hold on Ahsoka, still using her legs to press down on either of Ahsoka’s torso- effectively pinning her to the floor but leaving her hands free to move.
Shaak Ti reached around the centre of her back- searching. Upon finding the tie she had been searching for she began the arduous task of removing the barrier to their shared desire. “You have already sampled these earlier” The bond was broken. “How about another taste?” She slid the delicate material further down her streamlined arms, quickly yanking it free of her chest and discarding the item without any hesitation or fear.
Ahsoka was hesitant- expecting numerous pitfalls and traps lying in wait behind every word her master spoke. Ahsoka placed her lips over Shaak Ti’s breast- Shaak Ti placed her hand against the back of Ahsoka’s head- pressing her mouth closer against her breast. Ahsoka’s tongue slashed wildly against her taut nipple- tasting the soft, unfamiliar skin for flavour, discovering a delectable cache of alien tastes she had had yet to experience. Although these aromas seemed entirely new to her she found them to be strangely familiar- almost a smell or taste that encapsulated her childhood. She recalled suckling at her mother’s teat- remembered the smell of her kind flesh, the feel of her soft skin beneath her young palms.
The memories clouded her conscious mind- her thoughts dampening and clouding. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her mind sloshing silently. Ahsoka was too far gone down the river of desire she had neglected to maintain a firm grasp over her force powers. As a result items in the room began to levitate of their own devices. The training drones that lined the walls smartly began to vibrate, slowly rising delicately as they rolled freely of their earthly support- but they refused to give under influence of gravity.
“You must reach a point where you become subconsciously aware without fully realizing it” Shaak Ti whispered to her. Though her lips made no movements and Ahsoka’s ears heard no sound- she heard Shaak Ti’s voice resonating through her mind. Shaak Ti massaged Ahsoka’s delicate head-tails- stimulating every delicate nerve.
Shaak Ti suddenly gripped either side of Ahsoka’s head, sharply pulling her free of Shaak Ti’s delectable breast- leaving a thin trail of saliva connecting the two. The training drones rattled in the air- succumbing to the unfightable power of gravity- striking the hard metallic floor with a harsh bang.
Shaak Ti ran her long finger around her taut nipple- lapping up the thin layer of saliva that sat upon her body. She brought the drenched appendage to her lips- licking the delectable saliva clear of her skin. She contemplated the cocktail of tastes. “It seems that your force powers are tightly intertwined to your emotions. In order to stimulate your force powers, we must stimulate your emotions”
She twiddled Ahsoka’s head tail between her fingers “Happiness”
She yanked Ahsoka’s head tail sharply; Ahsoka bared her teeth in primal retaliation of the unexpected attack.
“Anger” Shaak Ti whispered too her.
Shaak Ti harshly grabbed Ahsoka’s sides, forcing her too take a harsh intake of air into her lungs. “Fear”
Shaak Ti massaged Ahsoka’s sides, tickling her sensitive nerves too life. “Lust” Ahsoka turned into naïve putty in her master’s strong arms. Ahsoka’s head collapsed against her master’s shoulder- cooing Shaak Ti rubbed her delicate sides- relaxing every soft muscle with the elegant movement of her long fingers.
Those mystical fingers suddenly turned northwards- roaming ever closer to Ahsoka’s forming breasts. Shaak Ti twiddled her fingers across Ahsoka’s stomach in perfect figure 8 patterns. Her hands suddenly turned devious- clasping her hands over Ahsoka’s breasts. But Ahsoka remained still- no bearing of bladed teeth, no youthful display of anger. “It seems you have learned to reign in your emotions. But now I shall demonstrate how to utilize them sub-consciously, so as not to distract you from the moment”
Shaak Ti massaged Ahsoka’s taut nipples- sending sharp electrical shocks down the younger girl’s spine. Shaak Ti yanked the breast covering away sharply- exposing the soft skin too the cool air of the training room. Ahsoka purred lightly- Shaak Ti’s soft hands finally made contact with Ahsoka’s bare skin- the pleasure intensified ten fold.
Shaak Ti lowered Ahsoka into the crook of her right arm- supporting her weight with minimal effort. Shaak Ti lowered her face into Ahsoka’s chest- smelling the girl’s young aroma intently. The smell seemed sweetly familiar to her. She was reminded of herself at Ahsoka’s age- lonely nights on her homeworld of Shili, her door sealed tightly and the soft flavour of her scented candles wafting through her room.
She shifted herself to bury her nose deeper into Ahsoka’s fine skin. Her slick head-tail fell from over her shoulder- dangling lightly into Ahsoka’s face. With her eyes closed Ahsoka could only hear the offered appendage as it wafted in front of her.
Her serene state of mind left her senses clouded and disoriented. She lunged out wildly for her target- meeting her objective without the jaw locked grip she had expected. Shaak Ti ripped her appendage free of Ahsoka’s maws.
Ahsoka’s eyes pleaded too her. Shaak Ti surrendered- taking the wettened tail in hand she dangled it gleefully in front of Ahsoka’s face. Ahsoka opening her mouth widely, accepting the offered treat. She washed her tongue against the delicate skin- enlightening her nerves with each delicate swash of her tongue.
She clasped her lips around Shaak Ti’s head tail- tasting every area of flesh for new, delectable flavours. She found them- the pointed tip drenched in her master’s sweet scent- the strong fragrances of exotic flowers danced across her palette. She sucked lightly on the meat wedged firmly in her mouth. She nearly choked on the sudden wash of flavour that cascaded out with each gentle suck.
Shaak Ti matched her partner’s actions. She took Ahsoka’s stubby head-tail in her hand- licking across the delicate surface of Ahsoka’s skin- enticing the previously undisturbed nerves and rousing them from their aching slumber.
Shaak Ti resumed her descent southwards across Ahsoka’s virgin body. She traversed Ahsoka’s cleavage- tasting the salty cocktail that encapsulated her athletic body. She lapped up the delectable treat as she continued trailing downwards- she rounded the base of Ahsoka’s perky breast. She routed her way back up around the curve of Ahsoka’s breast- coming back down to strike the taut nipple. Shaak Ti felt the nub give and manoeuvre underneath her warm tongue.
Shaak Ti retracted herself- mirroring her technique on the right breast. She soaked up the relinquished flavour as though she were tasting a fine sweet available only to the lucky few of Couresant’s upper bands of society. But as delectable as this treat was it was only a mere shadow of the pleasure they could be partaking of if she were to continue her descent. But alas the allure to partake of such a young, youthful specimen proved far too great for her to resist. And the heightened anticipation of the coming moment only heightened the delight.
Shaak Ti was regrettably forced to continue her advance. But something was missing. With each gentle swish of her tongue the potential for pleasure was always increasing- when Shaak Ti had applied this technique to her previous partners, they would be squirming and groaning in intense frustration as she taunted them with tastes of the pleasure she was preparing to inflict upon them. But Ahsoka’s face was a clear film of serene calmness. She was consumed by the mind set that this was the pinnacle of the pleasure that she could hope to experience. She truly was a virgin too this experience. Shaak Ti was determined to change that.
Shaak Ti trailed her wet tongue down Ahsoka’s stomach. The delectable scent became muskier as she continued her descending journey. Finally she reached the source. Her tongue crossed the barrier between soft flesh and silky undergarments without even slowing her pace.
She eventually came to rest directly above the source of the delectable musk she had been pursuing. She sniffed inquisitively- this was indeed the source of the elusive flavour she had been following all across Ahsoka’s virgin body. She took a far deeper inhale- she felt intoxicated by the aroma. A dark shroud encapsulated her eyes- blinding her thoughts as much as her eyes.
She hooked her long fingers underneath the lip of Ahsoka’s undergarments- pulling the delicate material free. She scanned the newly exposed territory with her feline tongue- enjoying it as the flavour intensified ten fold. She temporarily halted herself so that she could remove the final obstacle to their shared desire.
She discarded the dull grey garment with a flick of her wrist. With the final barrier removed she buried her nose into Ahsoka’s undisturbed snatch. Just touching her sensitive outer lips with the tip of her nose sent Ahsoka into a flurried frenzy of desire. She threw her head back and screeched as something besides her own fingers penetrated her outer lips.
Ahsoka attempted to plant her master’s face deeper into her crotch by planting her thin palms against the back of her head. But her shaking hands could not maintain a firm hold onto the slick skin of Shaak Ti’s head tails. Instead her sweaty palms slid uncontrollably along the soft skin.
Shaak Ti however was only willing to surrender her pleasures at her own rate. And she believed strongly in returning what is owed by the people she helped. She removed her mouth from Ahsoka’s quivering lips- the girl clearly had little experience in the art of desire. As such even the gentlest application of her sensitive areas sent her into an uncontrolled spasm which would bring her to orgasm far sooner that Shaak Ti had planned.
She leaned back onto her heels, staring intently at her bewildered apprentice. Ahsoka finally regained her composure- meeting her masters calm, collective eyes. She sat with the composure of the ancient mystic she embodied- the removal of her seer’s robes did nothing to disturb her aura.
“Lets see exactly how much you have been paying attention- and exactly what you have learnt” Shaak Ti collapsed herself backwards onto the soft training mat. Ahsoka clambered onto her knees- looking over her master’s body with the bewildered expression of an office clerk attempting to assemble an S-7 Spec Hover Bike Engine with a dismantled hydrospanner.
Shaak Ti opened her eyes- watching with strongly veiled annoyance as her apprentice stared blind eyed at her. “Demonstrate on me, what I just taught you” she said it with such serene calmness- as though she wasn’t splayed naked across the training room floor, asking her apprentice to perform deviously sexual acts on her.
Ahsoka prepared to act upon her master- her shaky hands moving across Shaak Ti’s body calmly with all of the deliberate concentration of a doctor performing surgery. She started from the breasts- just as her master had done. She tapped the point of her tongue against the tip of Shaak Ti’s nipple- surprised sparks ran through Shaak Ti’s body, but they were small jumps, simply contained within herself
Ahsoka didn’t lose heart at the thought that her administrations seemed to be having negligible effect. She planted her slick tongue back atop the delicate nub, swashing her tongue against the soft flesh. She left a thin film of saliva across the breast, the circumference of the covering increasing with each repeated swish of her tongue.
She broke the swirl- trailing her way down the curve of her breast. She left a thin trail of saliva as she made her advance deeper and deeper further down her masters sleek, athletic form. She touched the tip of her tongue across Shaak Ti’s tense stomach. Ahsoka’s wet tongue exciting the taut muscles. She found this excitement harder to contain. Despite her valiant attempts her features let slip the true nature of what she felt inside- her cheeks cringing slightly in a vain attempt to withhold it. She prayed that Ahsoka remained ignorant of the effect that her actions were having upon her.
Ahsoka pressed her advantage- her lack of experience meant she relied on her bare instinct, she carried on tasting every untouched curve and crevice her tongue passed over. She could feel the taste intensify as she made her way deeper- the sweet smell almost overpowering her fragile senses. But despite the mild discomfort she persisted- tickling every nerve she touched in the hope of passing her masters test by striking her most sensitive spots.

But she failed to find it on the surface, instead forcing her way further and deeper. She finally reached the boundary between flesh and fabric- the barrier halting her advance far faster than any attack of body or mind. Instead she raised her hand- almost fearing to touch the garment lest it strike her back, or worse give her master the idea to end this examination.

Ahsoka pooled her courage- planting her finger against the soft fabric. No response- so she persisted. She hooked her finger underneath the lip of her garment- peeling the fabric back to expose a fresh section of dark red flesh. She discarded the final garment- now they were each standing on equal ground. She touched the newly open flesh- the velvety skin far softer than any other flesh she had touched on her slow advance deeper into Shaak Ti’s sensitive body.

She found what she had been searching for- the quivering outer lips that were the entryway deeper into her. Ahsoka only had limited experience with biology beyond her own time spent in her room alone- but she was ready and willing to learn all she needed to know. She started by touching the first barrier with the tip of her alien finger. This elicited a sharp hiss from her master. She massaged her finger up and down Shaak Ti’s quivering lips. Ahsoka eventually plucked up the necessary courage to continue her advance past the final hurdle.

Her finger punctured past the thin barrier protecting her entrance. Her finger was consumed by a burning furnace of heat- far more intense than she had ever experienced in pleasing herself. She nearly recoiled her finger in surprise- but she continued on. She finally broke Shaak Ti’s stone cold expression. Shaak Ti recoiled in shock, pain but primarily finally uncontrolled pleasure. Her eyes were shut closed, her teeth clasping down on her lower lip. Ahsoka could feel the pleasure building up inside of her at the prospect of her sly fingers energising the other woman in ways she still had yet to experience herself.

“Nature gave you those perfect lips” Shaak Ti ran a sensual finger across Ahsoka’s lips. “Use them”

Ahsoka did as she was asked- kissing her perky lips against Shaak Ti’s pussy. She retracted herself- replanting her lips further down. She pressed her tongue through her lips, wiping it up and down the length of Shaak Ti’s weeping lips. Shaak Ti felt the pleasure recoil through her- no longer being able to hold back the sudden waves that thrust blindly through her- catalysed by Ahsoka’s now semi-experienced tongue. Eventually the built up pleasure became too great too contain- and her loins let fly with a barrage of juices. It cascaded freely onto Ahsoka’s waiting face. Some flew gracefully into her open mouth- Ahsoka nearly choked on the sheer volume of liquid that Shaak Ti bombarded against her face. The remainder that couldn’t fill her mouth drooled down the sides of her cheeks.

She retracted herself- coughing up the few droplets that she could not take in. Shaak Ti raised herself onto her elbows- her heart was pounding and her breathing was laboured- still attempting to recompose herself in the afterglow of her orgasm. She only now realized the extent of her orgasm. She leaned forward, placing her long fingers underneath Ahsoka’s plump cheeks- running her long tongue across her face- like a mother beast tending to her cub.
Shaak Ti retracted herself, tasting the delectable salty flavour that hung precariously on her tongue, almost scanning the taste. “Delectable” She turned her attention to Ahsoka. “You did well in this exercise Ahsoka”
The thought suddenly stormed back into Ahsoka’s mind- remembering exactly how this strange set of occurrences had unfolded into this. “Forgive me master, for questioning you. But exactly how would this assist me in my utilization of the force?”
It was a valid question asked by a person who had not been able to decipher the true meaning, and fully see the greater image. “I pushed you rather intensely in this exercise. But you refused to surrender to your carnal desires- refusing to let yourself be consumed by your pleasures” She leaned forward, running her fingers across Ahsoka’s shoulders. “You have successfully managed to master your emotions- they should no longer havoc you in your attempts to utilize the force. As a reward, I will show you what true pleasure can be”
With that word Shaak Ti lunged herself forward in a feral display of uncontained emotion. Her serene, calm features had been replaced by primal, uncontained lust- as though she were silently creeping through the brush, eyeing a pack of alien Nerfs grazing in the clearing. She felt herself launch forward with harsh determination- her bladed claws ripping into flesh.

Ahsoka could feel Shaak Ti’s claws biting into her, flailing wildly as she scrambled for purchase. Her teeth bit a trail down Ahsoka’s taut stomach. Her lips eventually made contact with Ahsoka’s pussy lips. The moment she grazed them Ahsoka became a quivering mess- sparks of electricity coursing through their bodies. “Our species have developed ways of channelling carnal desires” Shaak Ti manoeuvred her tongue- touching and enticing every sensitive spot she had discovered- and even some left undisturbed till now. “Our connection to the force only enhanced this”.
Pleasure rippled through her- desire and all new untapped reserves of primal lust began to surface. Ahsoka gripped her thin fingers into the soft training mat- offering her little support as her arms gave way underneath her. Her vocal cords began to dance to the tune of the electric sparks that coursed through her body. She screeched loudly- her newly tapped pleasure barely contained within her.
However she bit back her tongue when she remembered where she was- scolding herself for the lapse of control. But Shaak Ti was prepared to calm her fears. “The room is entirely sound proof- you may call your cries of pleasure as loudly as you want”
Ahsoka was still sceptic however, worried of alerting the dozens of Jedi outside the training room to their presence. But again Shaak Ti goaded her on. “Cry out with me”
“Aaaaahhhhh!” She called out- as if demonstrating to Ahsoka how it was done. Ahsoka cried out with her in time- their siren voices synchronizing in time to generate a delectable symphony of sounds. That music was the sonnet that lolled Ahsoka into a calming state that allowed her too at long last surrender to her desires. She came with far more ferocity than her mere fingers alone could have mustered.
She collapsed back onto the training mat- her master lying lightly on top of her, her presence barely apparent with her force assisted weightlessly. Ahsoka breathed deeply- attempting to sap the energy drained by her vicious orgasm from the air itself.
When she finally regained her composure she stared into Shaak Ti’s once again proud and cryptic eyes. “Your training will continue tomorrow Padawan- I expect you on time”
Ahsoka smirked “Yes Master Ti, I will not be late again”

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Originally i was not planning to continue this story, choosing to leave it at two Chapters for fear of diluting what i've already written by trying to add to it. However due to the influx of reviews i have decided to continue the story for atleat 1 more chapter. Be aware that i have only started writing this story 20/10/10 and so the next chapter will likly not be finished for quite a while. No plot points are being revealed except that it will continue on from where it left off and will include more Ahsoka/Shaak Ti. Keep those reviews coming in to keep me writing
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