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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 3: The Hunter and the Prey
The tranquil current of the force moved serenely through her body, primal energy flowing through her veins like a calming wave. Jedi Padawan Ahsoka Tano tapped into the flow of energy coursing through her muscles, feeling the warm caress as she became one with the rest of the galaxy. Ahsoka raised her arms from her sides, willing the tablet to rise from the floor before her seemingly of its own accord, Ahsoka lowered her arms and the book began to descend at her command. Ahsoka could sense the tome moving fluidly at her will, she felt for the first time that she had complete control of her actions through the Force.
Master Shaak Ti’s hands clapped sharply together, the sound carrying through the small training room in seconds. Ahsoka could feel her influence over the Force beginning to falter, she fought fiercely to maintain her fragile calm state of mind. Ahsoka gracefully guided her tablet into her outstretched arms, holding the tome tight against her chest.
“Well done Padawans. Training is complete, you are free to enjoy the rest of your day” Shaak Ti dismissed the assembled Padawans with a graceful wave of her hand. Ahsoka opened her eyes, watching as the Padawans silently filed out of the room into the main temple common. Ahsoka formed seamlessly into the tail of the procession, eager to simply return to her quarters after a long session-
“Ahsoka” Master Shaak Ti’s words stopped Ahsoka in her step, Ahsoka turned on her heel to face her Jedi Master. Ahsoka’s keen ears could hear the light patter of feet the other Padawans left the room, the whoosh of the closing doors sequestering Ahsoka and Shaak Ti in the training room together. “You did well today Ahsoka” a sincere smile grew across her masters lips. “It seems as though our training sessions together truly are beginning to bear fruit”
Shaak Ti turned, slowly beginning to walk into the centre room, Ahsoka lingered at her side. “Indeed Master Shaak Ti. I can almost feel my control of the force strengthening, as though it is becoming second nature to me”
“Train well Padawan” Shaak Ti stopped in the centre of the training room. “And soon your ability to influence the Force shall become as natural to you as your own heartbeat within your chest. You may even surpass my ability”
“Surely not master” Ahsoka said.
“Given time, she shall see” Shaak Ti indicated the training mat at her feet. “Shall we meditate?”
Shaak Ti sat cross-legged with her hands clasped atop her knees, Ahsoka mimicked her elder across from her. Shaak Ti utilized her control of the force to bring down the shades with a wave of her hand. The bustling cityscape of Couresant disappeared from view. The Jedi closed their minds to the remainder of the galaxy, embracing the serene silence of the training room, their senses beginning to attune to the ebb and flow of the Force around them.
“On our homeworld” Shaak Ti spoke, her mystic voice carrying through her pupils thoughts. “Our ancestors fought to survive the harsh jungle climates, their highly attuned senses served as their only salvation from a cruel death at the hands of the very prey they hunted to survive” Ahsoka could feel the genetic memories of her ancestors beginning to surface, she saw her predecessors running through the thick jungle terrain of Shili, their minds open to all the sounds, scents and movements of the world around them. “With time came technology, came diplomacy, came the touch of the Force” Ahsoka’s vision suddenly altered, she saw her hunters wielding blasters and dressed in suits of battle armour. Yet still they moved seamlessly with the wilderness, their minds no less inhibited regardless of the technology advantage. “But still life remains the same; we continue to rely upon our attuned sensitivity to the world around us if we wish to survive. We must learn to embrace our nature and our culture to preserve our future” her master’s words rang true in her held mystic truth. “Come Ahsoka” Ahsoka’s thoughts faltered. Ahsoka opened her eyes to be greeted by the sight of her Master rising to her feet before her, her hands clasped over the tie of her outer robes. “Let us dual”
Ahsoka rose to her feet as her elder counterpart had already released the clasp of her outer robe. Shaak Ti folded her outer robe over her arm, stepping towards the table on the far side of the training room. Shaak Ti undid the tie of her shirt, lifting the soft material over her head, exposing her taut back to Ahsoka’s wandering eyes. Ahsoka could feel her heart beginning to pound in her chest, no matter how many times she disrobed her body still quivered like a fresh faced virgin.
Shaak Ti laid her clothing neatly down onto the table, leaning down to remove her trousers she exposed her firm, shapely thighs to Ahsokas gaze. Ahsoka gripped the hem of her shirt, her eyes could not help but stray towards her Masters muscled back, savouring her curvaceous figure as the soft daylight cascaded over her toned muscles forged through years of intensive training. In her heart Ahsoka knew Shaak Ti represented the sleek feminine form of a full adult Togruta Ahsoka hoped would come to her with time. Shaak Ti slowly began to turn, Ahsoka frantically began to pull at the bottom of her shirt in an effort to catch up to her Master before she was discovered slacking. Ahsoka tugged at the material, her shirt catching just beneath her eyes and unwilling to be moved by Ahsokas frantic tugs.
Ahsoka suddenly felt a soft, warm caress across her bare arms, freezing her body in place. She could feel her master’s long fingers touching her bare skin, her nerves tingling delightfully at the woman’s touch. Shaak Ti wrapped her fingers around Ahsoka’s thin arms. Ahsoka could feel her heart pounding uncontrollably in her chest, her breathing intensifying with every passing moment.
Shaak Ti leant forward, pressing her nose into Ahsoka’s collar bone, inhaling the sweet, serene scent of her younger counterpart. “Calm Ahsoka” Shaak Ti whispered sweet nothings in the young girls ear. “Conserve your fiery passions my young apprentice” Shaak Ti passed her hands along Ahsoka’s sides. “The true pleasures of the galaxy are ready to be unbound within you”
Shaak Ti clasped her fingers around Ahsoka’s torso, her long fingers massaging deeply into the tense muscles, relaxing the dull pain which clawed through her body after days of endless training, the tips of her fingers enticing her younger counterparts’ sensitive nerves. Shaak Ti’s hands moved across Ahsoka’s sides, passing seamlessly to Ahsoka’s broad shoulders.
Shaak Ti leant forward, passing her lips over Ahsoka’s once more, their lips met in a flurry of intimate physical comfort. Shaak Ti’s ravenous hands creeping down Ahsoka’s figure, her fingers releasing the tie of Ahsoka’s skirt and allowing the material to glide effortlessly to the floor beneath them. Ahsoka gasped as she felt the touch of the cold air against her bare thighs. Ahsoka stood proudly, unwavering in the face of embarrassment or discomfort. “Shall we train?” Shaak Ti asked.
Shaak Ti’s arms disentangled from around Ahsoka’s shoulders, floating gracefully across the training mat as if she were spirit made manifest. Shaak Ti turned on her heel, placing her back to her younger apprentice; she closed her eyes and listened to the tranquil sounds wafting through the training room.
Ahsoka watched as her master was suddenly draped beneath a curtain of perpetual twilight, the entire training room falling into darkness. Ahsoka instinctively dropped into a fighting stance, her senses attuning to the sounds and sights see could discern.
“In the darkness” Ahsoka could hear her masters’ whispered voice all around her. “You must rely upon your other senses” Ahsoka saw a flash of crimson skin from the corner of her eye, she lunged for empty air only for it to pass between her fingers. “Whilst your eyes may deceive you your ears and your touch cannot” Ahsoka felt hands creeping across her shoulders, she turned sharply to face them with bared teeth and drawn claws. Once more she found emptiness, the warm hands caressing her shoulders slipping away into the void. “Use them to find your prey”
Ahsoka slashed her claws franticly in a series of wild flurries in all directions, desperately hoping that at least one would find its mark but to no avail. Ahsoka stopped to recuperate, the sheer exertion of her attacks straining her already tiring muscles. “Feel my presence Ahsoka” she could hear her masters voice all around her, she snapped around to face where she expected the words to have originated. The young Togruta slashed out again and again, each attack as futile as the one which had preceded it, serving only to leave her ever more weary and vulnerable, easy prey for her masters looming strike.
Shaak Ti emerged from the shadows, the oily darkness washing across her bare skin as she moved. Ahsoka remained so consumed in her futile attempts at attack that she remained blinded to her Master until her arms were wrapped tightly around her torso. When the realization finally struck Ahsoka began to struggle and writhe against her Masters hold, but soon accepted the futility of the resistance and concluded the only option was to embrace her masters’ hold. Shaak Ti’s lips fluttered past Ahsoka’s ear, her warm breath enflaming her sensitive nerves. “You did well to survive this long, little one” Shaak Ti’s arms tightened around her pupil, laying a serene kiss on the side of Ahsoka’s short headtail, nuzzling her nose against the silky soft skin. “But you are still not fully opening yourself to the world around you. This will require additional training”
Ahsoka giggled sweetly beneath her laboured breaths, her raging heart slowing to a more peaceful state. “I suspect that now you wish to continue to your intensive training techniques?” Ahsoka savoured the intimate pleasures stirring within her at the very prospect of continuing her training-
The door to the training room silently slipped open, a blinding light spilling out across the floor, forcing the shadows which had once eclipsed the entire room to cower into the deep corners. A figure appeared in the doorway to obscure the light shining in from the main corridor beyond, Ahsoka’s muscles tightened whilst her masters remained silent and calm.
The unknown figure stepped into the darkened room, their attention consumed by a data tablet held in their right hand. The door closed silently behind them, sealing all of them together. As the figure came closer, their features illuminated by the tranquil blue glow of the tablet, Ahsoka managed to discern the identity of their secretive visitor, Twi’lek Jedi Master Aayla Secura. Ahsoka’s heart raced in her chest at the prospect of being discovered in such a compromising position by another of her Masters. Ahsoka prayed that Master Shaak Ti would have some plan of how to avoid the embarrassment and disciplinary action which would swiftly follow their inevitable discovery.
Shaak Ti however proved otherwise. “The hunter must adapt to any change in their environment, Ahsoka” Shaak Ti’s grip on Ahsoka’s shoulders began to waver. “Now, hunt!” Shaak Ti’s fingers released from around Ahsoka’s bare shoulders, slipping silently back into the darkness surrounding them. Ahsoka was frozen still by animalistic fear, her muscles refusing to respond to her frenzied mind.
When no chance of retreat existed, the only option was to attack. Master Secura, still oblivious to their presence, continued to walk deeper into the dark room, her attention still consumed by the datapad she held in her hand. Ahsoka took advantage of her targets distraction, keeping to the shadows, she began to circle behind her master. For now her plan seemed to be working, she stood less than a metre from Aayla’s shoulder and yet the Twi’lek appeared to remain unaware of her presence. Ahsoka’s foot clunked against a stray training drone, she froze in her place, fearful that she had already failed in her objective.
Aayla reacted instinctively. She drew her lightsaber from her belt, neglecting to ignite the weapon; she turned on her heel to face the source of the sound. Aayla’s gaze passed across Ahsoka still concealed beneath the shadows. Ahsoka leapt out of the darkness as she saw her opportunity, tackling her taller master to the floor in one fell swoop. Aayla’s weapon slipped free of her hand, skidding across the polished metal floor far beyond her grasp. Aayla struck the floor first, Ahsoka’s hands clasping Aayla’s arms and pinning them against the floor. With her mind frantic and unable to use her body to channel the energy around her Aayla could not risk relying on her powers to break free of the hold. Aayla resisted and thrashed harshly against her aggressor, unable to discern the identity of her attacker in the dim light. Aayla’s wild movements proved harder and harder to contain, her right hand slipped from Ahsoka’s grasp and began pawing in the darkness for her lost weapon. Ahsoka’s hand clasped tightly around Aayla’s throat, the blood lust of battle filling her body as she felt the spirits of her ancestors taking hold. Aayla froze in place lest her attacker dare to deliver a killing blow.
“Calm Ahsoka” her masters’ voice carried through the silent room, stopping Ahsoka before she descended into darkness. Jedi Master Shaak Ti stepped out of the surrounding shadows, kneeling behind Ahsoka she reached out to caress the tip of Ahsoka’s lekku with her finger tips, calming Ahsoka’s feral spirit like a tame beast.
The moment of silence allowed Master Secura to regain her composure and finally unmask the identity of her attacker. “Ahsoka” Master Secura growled. “What is the meaning of this?”
“Please” Master Ti placed her free hand on Aayla’s shoulder, offering some small comfort to her Twi'lek counterpart. “Calm yourself Master Secura”
Aayla finally took notice of Shaak Ti through the darkness, her eyes finally adjusting to the low light and the adrenaline seeping from her veins. “Care to explain this Master Shaak Ti?”
“I am merely training the Padawan in tempering her emotions to allow her to strengthen her control of the force. I merely allowed her to attune herself to the genetic memory passed from her Togrutan ancestors by simulating our people’s ancient hunting rituals” Shaak Ti smiled sweetly. “And may I say Master Secura that you played your role as prey with excellence”
Aayla smirked, subtly noticing both Shaak Ti and Ahsoka’s current state of undress. “One of your ‘Advanced Training’ sessions Master Ti” Aayla reached up and clasped Ahsoka’s uncovered arms betwixt her long finger tips, tickling the younger girls smooth skin. Aayla’s fingers danced up and down Ahsoka's arms, feeling the delicate muscles tensing beneath her fingers.
“I believe I could use the assistance of the skilled hands of another Master” Aayla smiled at Shaak Ti, an entire array of thoughts passing silently between the two masters while Ahsoka was left pondering the phrase ‘One of your advanced training sessions’. Shaak Ti wrapped her long elegant arms around Ahsoka’s figure. Aayla passed her hands across Ahsoka’s modest breasts, feeling the gentle rise of the young togrutans pert mounds beneath her fingers. “She is such a beautiful example of her species, so receptive to my touch.
“Indeed, she is Master Secura” Shaak Ti smiled joyously.
“Why don’t we see how much she has learnt?” Aayla licked her lips in thinly veiled anticipation, slipping her arms around her back she released the clasp of her top, lifting the unimportant piece of attire up over her head, she discarded it into the shadows.
“An excellent idea Master Secura” Shaak Ti smiled across to her Twi’lek counterpart. “Ahsoka, please demonstrate what you have learnt to Master Secura”
“What?” Ahsoka was taken aback by the bold request. “But I-”
Shaak Ti placed her hands across Ahsoka’s shoulders, gently rubbing her dexterous finger tips into the tense muscles. Shaak Ti kissed her lips to Ahsoka’s ear. “Do not fret young one, simply ravage her as you did to me” Shaak Ti released her embrace.
Ahsoka leant forward, eager to begin her task, she placed her finger tips to Aayla’s cheeks, the Twi’lek’s skin burning with a faint hint of red. Ahsoka placed her fiery red lips to Aayla’s tranquil blue skin, trailing her way down Aayla’s neck in an array of warm delicate kisses. Ahsoka followed the gentle rise of Aayla’s exposed breasts, tracing around the curvaceous base of Aayla’s ample breast.
“The girl is brash and fiery” Ayala purred. “An excellent specimen to tame”
“I knew that you would approve Master Secura” Shaak Ti’s arms wrapped around her lithe body, her fingers scurrying around her back to find the elegant tie of her chest bindings. A single flick of her wrist was all that was necessary to release the binding, the cups of her breasts falling away to flutter gracefully to the floor. Shaak Ti knelt down to pluck the discarded clothing from the floor, allowing her use of the force to carry the undergarment across to the table where the remainder of her clothes lay.
Stepping around the two women still intertwined on the floor Shaak Ti descended to her knees beside Ahsoka, a smile forming on her lips as she watched Aayla tend to Ahsoka like a babe in its mothers arms. Shaak Ti reached out to unravel the bindings between her fingers, exposing Ahsoka developing bosoms to her masters prying eyes. Aayla leant in to press herself against Ahsoka, guiding her puckered lips towards Aayla’s outer lips.
“It seems you have finally found a productive use of her mouth” Shaak Ti smiled sweetly as she watched her student demonstrating her abilities entirely on her own.
“And her dexterous fingers” Aayla reached out to guide Ahsokas fingers towards Shaak Ti’s dripping lips, feeling her fingers becoming eclipsed in her masters warm centre.
Ahsoka continued to work, her lips and fingers descending into a rhythm in tandem to bring her masters to the brink of pleasure. Ahsoka could feel her masters reaching the peak through the force, her tenuous ties to the force growing ever stronger with every moment, drawing ever closer to the precipice-
Even as she felt her masters were on the verge of orgasm she could feel the energy drifting ever further away. Ahsoka struggled in her mind in a desperate effort to reclaim the lost passion, to give back to her masters what they had so kindly bestowed upon her.
“Fear not, Ahsoka” sensing her fear Master Shaak Ti wrapped her caring arms around Ahsoka, cradling her against her bosom. “Our peerless command of the Force has taught us skills that allow us to maintain our position at the very edge of orgasm for the greatest time, maintaining ourselves at the height of pleasure for as long as we wish” Aayla and Shaak Ti reached forward in unison, the very tips of their long fingers caressing either side of Ahsokas quivering pussy lips.
“Let us show you” Aayla and Shaak Ti advanced forward in unison, their fingers meeting in the middle as they delved further into Ahsokas sex. Ahsoka began to feel the soft caress of her desire return to her body intensified three fold as she felt her master’s rise in unison around her.
“Come Ahsoka” Shaak Ti leant closer and pressed her lips to Ahsokas ear with a gentle kiss. “Let us finish together”
The waves of pleasure of her orgasm crashed over her, her master’s bodies pressing against her in a warm embrace. Ahsoka panted in an effort to regain her composure, even as her masters remained serenely calm around her.
“You performed well Ahsoka” Master Aayla spoke as they lay basking in eachothers arms. “You should join me for some of my more ‘exotic’ training sessions, I’m sure there is much you could be taught about the Twi’lek arts of war, and desire”
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