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AHSOKA TANO PLEASES THE PALACE—by Jim soda water

Chapter 1 : A treason and Passing Jabba's Guards

Anakin Skywalker hated the gumption. He always had.
And here, on the surface on Tattoine, he saw something that caused him more ire than he'd ever felt before. Only his Jedi training was keeping his temper in check…barely.
It wasn't the nerve of the man standing before him that caused his rip to boil. It was all he represented. The life-time he'd taken with that aura about him. That cold arrogance.
And his hand. Anger on his own behalf also fueled his fury. He was having a knockout time controlling it. Padme may say diplomatic negotiations is the best path, but he knew the real the true behind Dooku.
The man, no, this teras was a villain. And villains did exist.
Dooku had led to the expiry of hundreds of thousand and would lead to his own as well as his new Padawan if he was not careful. Dooku must not be allowed to stop Ahsoka, or Jabba's son from reaching the palace.
He wouldn't let Dooku beat him again. Not this time.
Dooku gave a calm air smile amongst the darkness as he flippantly whipped his flushed lightsaber leaf blade around, cutting a radiation diagram in the chilling desert air. The night of Tattoine were a stark contrast to the blazing heat experience during the day.
Anakin felt especially coldness right now and it had absolutely nothing to do with the weather condition. Dooku was playing at something.
Why hadn't he struck at him yet ?
"You've become quite sinewy Jedi. Why don't we put this trumpery behind us and work together ?"Dooku spoke over the whipping of the Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin, the hum of his lightsaber suddenly coming to a halt. He had deactivated his cavalry sword. But why ?
Anakin was itching to strike him down. The want of noise from Dooku's steel had been replaced by sizzling on the back of his cervix. A burning sensation.
An scabies to do the very un-Jedi like thing to do against this particular Sith Lord.
And yet he could try Obi-Wan's representative telling him to hold his land, to stay loyal to the Jedi and to the democracy. So he did. He tried to disguise the malaise in his voice ; it came out as defend caution.
"I'd never join you Dooku, you want to destroy this commonwealth. You know how this will end."Anakin couldn't stop the net character coming out as a throaty growl.
"meaninglessness. We're working for the Lapp side. Here… prove it to you…"On the same position ? What biz was he playing at now ? It's a debile one for a man like Dooku, Anakin thought.
Dooku slid his script into his robes and Anakin immediately brought down his lightsaber with a knifelike yet unretentive chopping apparent movement, pointing it at The Count. A all the way menace, despite the fact he didn't progress his stance at all. He didn't need to, he was a Jedi.
He could clear the distance in no time, If need be.
"Don't you dare try any tricks…"He was dealing with a Sith Maker after all.
"Don't be so hasty, boy. I have something to show you."Dooku pulled out a low silver gray magnetic disk, somewhat like a transmitting device. Yet the blinking brightness suggested it had been modified. Anakin's sharp-worded mechanical eye could evidence that even through the desert storm.
The answer was both a infection and transcription gimmick. Dooku threw it down onto the backbone. As it slid across the priming coat it seemed to spud wooden leg and move about, typical CIS applied science. Then it began to play.
A robed figure appeared flickering in the desert air. It was… some variety of recording of someone who looked a lot like the Supreme Chancellor of the Exchequer. Except wearing very heavy robes over his head.
"They must not be allowed to birth Jabba's son at any cost, Maker genus Tyrannus. Be for sure to kill the Padawan."The transmission echoed.
And echoed. Anakin felt the sounds within him had stopped, and suddenly all haphazardness around him swept into direction. As if he wasn't even there anymore.
On the Saami side ? On the same side ? His mind was swirling.
There was another racket coming from somewhere. His dampen gumption seemed to show it, barely. It was from…Dooku. Dooku was saying something. Why was he saying something ?
"…is all the same. So what do you say ?"He was proposing something. Anakin didn't know what was going on anymore. Palpatine ordering him to hold on ? Working with Dooku ? Was…no, was Palpatine the Sith master they were looking for all this clip ?
Or was he just enlisting the assist of Dooku ? Was this a holo fabrication ? Yet the voice… he knew his machines, and that was hardly celluloid. Its pitch was too perfect.
He heard his voice, yet he didn't remember telling his mouth to speak.
"… William Tell me more. But it doesn't mean I believe you."Anakin tried to regain control over his swirling intellection, haphazardly spinning out of command just like the sandstorm. And his world, He needed to know…at any cost.
As long as Dooku was preoccupied, Ahsoka would be fine to piss it to Jabba's palace on her own.
He had faith in his new apprentice.
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"Gma fo varo naako, grosha !"What ? Huttese, she knew a little, basic oral communication. The Jedi orderliness taught her this much, to help her with any future tense missions.
But she didn't understand all of what the droid just said. She couldn't even hear the step, since it was a droid.
She really hoped it was a yes. She was despairing at this stage.
Her patience, or lack thereof, was soon rewarded with the shriek of the monolithic fastness door opening to Jabba's Palace. She was running through before it had even finished. This was very formula considering the size of the door.
What did they try and fit through those doorway, a rancor ?
Even when they came slamming down behind her, and a white twi'lek with red oculus and a disturbingly lallygag reflection began to walk up to her, she did not start to sense cornered in the least.
She may have if she wasn't so pressing to reach her destination. If she'd had any reason of what that lingering appraisal meant. But at her Lester Willis Young age she had no mind of the implication of mating.
She did sympathize the theme behind slavery, however, and how a Twi'lek may want to have a prissy Togruta pet for his master. She firmly bared her teeth and growled at him.
"feeling, I'm here with Jabba's son. See ? Not a striver !"Ahsoka pulled off her backpack and jab out the huttlet, perhaps her first fault, as the Twi'lek snatched the cooing huttling away from her.
Bib Fortuna, Jabba the Hutt's Major domo, hated being snapped at. And this… pocket-sized Jedi affair that Dooku, the Separatist leader had spoken of, was insulting him.
All knew to obey Jabba's most trusted minion, or knuckle down. But he saw opportunity, at the stupidity of the youngling, and had snatched it. Literally.
"Goro no flasa greek ! Emot'fa solu, Jabba !"Bib hissed out to Ahsoka's consummate confusion. Only at that bit did Ahsoka agnize three Gammorean toughie coming up behind the Twi'lek.
She sensed through the Force that she'd made somewhat of a mistake. But she wouldn't be dissuaded from her goal.
Jabba had to be intimate it was the Jedi who rescued his son, and the separatist were behind the unhurt thing.
Confident, she tried her mind trick, tentatively reaching out a hand and waving it at the gloating Twi'lek, and she tried to say it in the better Huttese that she could muster, or what Huttese she knew.
head tricks are always more effective in the creature's nomenclature, or at least that's what master Yoda had told her.
"You will give me back Jabba's son, and look at me before him."Ahsoka waited with a cocky air, she knew she was good at creative thinker tricking. She'd been scolded by the Jedi Masters in care of her too soon training, for being a bit too freehanded with its use.
But her mistake was trying it in what minuscule Huttese she knew.
Ahsoka's pronunciation was abominable, and the judgement conjuring trick could not be put through to soul who didn't understand her suggestions.
Instead, Bib Fortuna sensed in retrospect she was trying to use some sort of Jedi trickery, and grabbed her outstretched paw, dragging her forward.
It caught her so off-guard and the Togruta youngling was so banal that she didn't Menachem Begin to put up any resistivity until Bib had already turned her around and put her arm behind her back.
And Bib was quite skilled at this sort of matter. This wasn't the first untested fille he had caught like this. He handed the huttling tucked under his other arm to one of the Gammorean, and shouted something in Huttese that she couldn't understand.
Really, she was so puzzle that she didn't even register them taking Jabba's son off.
Ahsoka was stunned that this unnamed Twi'lek had been able to get the comfortably of her, Master Skywalker's Padawan. She may shout him"Fly Guy ”, but she'd already garnered a massive esteem for her master.
And now she was caught, here, rather embarrassingly by this thuggish Twi'lek and his two Gammorean cronies ! And the Twi'lek must accept some sort of weapon, because she felt it pressing against her back rather pointedly.
Feels like a lightsaber, but it can't be ! Dooku has another assassin like that ma'am ? Ahsoka started to panic. The Gammoreans were also reaching down their pants for something, searching around.
She hoped they didn't find oneself it soon. A really unsafe piazza to keep a weapon system, though. Don't they have any sense of safety, Ahsoka thought.
When she was just debating reaching out with the Force, Bib grabbed her wrist and pushed her totally arm upwards in a tart movement.
Her wholly humanity exploded into pain and she gasped out, baring her still-forming Fang. She could n't consider of any good way out of this pile.
But the Force had to provide her with something ! captain Obi-Wan said it does !
Ahsoka screwed up her optic as she tried to persist the pain now shooting up her fragile arm. She was skilled with a lightsaber, but not naturally strong.
Bib Fortuna smiled with his sharp Fang, staring down wide-eyed at his young prey. This Togrutan brat was going to be easily manipulatable, just with a few pointed words.
He took care to remove her lightsaber from her belted ammunition and tossed it far away at this point, one of the many cleaning droids picking it up and putting it in a disposal compartment. Ahsoka felt an extra stab of dread at this degree running down her neck, she was always told she was naked without her lightsaber. Bib could palpate the young Padawan's panic. He enjoyed it.
He'd have her pleasuring him like all the rest of the slaves. It was the proficient component of getting to stop anyone who wanted to speak to Jabba.
He could force her, but he didn't want that. He had grander plans than having his way with her right field here. He wanted her to be the next assassin to Jabba. A Jedi assassin, young and tensile. He'd have to make her his, without forcing her too much.
"You want to see Jabba, but you are too Pres Young to pay the price. Those who come to see Jabba must raise themselves. You'd make a short fighter."Bib scoffed and pushed her arm further, causing Ahsoka to squirm and cry out."But maybe something else."“ I'll do anything you want me to, just let me go so I can see Jabba !"She spat out the endure part, she was unbelievably angry. And having a hard metre controlling it.
"But you are too Whitney Moore Young Jr., I don't think you could cover this either. I don't think you'd do anything."The Gammorean guards were laughing and still touching themselves. Her small shank was still squirming and pushing against the Twi'lek's lightsaber.
"I AM old enough, why does everyone celebrate saying that ? I'm, a Jedi !"self-sacrifice was function of the mission, if need be.
What they are asking me might hurt person. But at this point the greater good may demand priority, Ahsoka thought.
Would the Jedi want her to do something illegal to head off the war from spreading further ? She had no mind what they may ask of her.
"I'll do what it takes, Let me see Jabba, PLEASE ! The Jedi aren't to charge here ! Whatever you want, take it !"“ Oh, is that so ?"Bib pretended to muse. He knew well what Jedi were corresponding. Dooku had briefed Jabba on what Jedi could do, and he'd been listening in.
He knew this youngling was coming to see Jabba while the Master was kept fill. That's when he sensed opportunity.
Ahsoka was getting fierce. More so than she'd ever been in her life.
She may have even drawn upon the dark side, but her thought process were extinguished at that present moment as the Twi'lek reached around and grabbed her developing breasts.
Her wide-cut blue eyes crack assailable ! What the force-out was he doing ? She struggled wildly but he had a unbendable grip on her arm. Curse it to Sith !
"You can please me like a woman of your race would, if you can. Then you can see Jabba and say whatever you like, for as long as you want."Ahsoka was confused, please him like a woman ? What on Coruscant did that mean ?
And what was worse is that his finger was pushing at the edge of her tight wrap-around top, slowly sliding it forcefully down.
And she didn't wear any unmentionable underneath it. They were purely kept in there by the plastered confines of her top.
"This isn't any good, at this rate…"Ahsoka strained to erupt Bib's grip, but just ended up hurting her arm even more. Her feet dug against the dirt ground, she couldn't do anything in this position !
The older younglings had always laughed at her when she said she didn't need to fag a bra, because it restricted her movements. It made her experience even more sheepish, like a kid.
But now it was just plain embarrassing. This Twi'lek was going to discover her in front of these Gammoreans !
Wait, could this be his intention ? Ahsoka idea. She didn't understand why they'd find that fascinating, but at the same clip the Jedi taught the need to address up there.
She always thought it was campaign related, but by the stares of the Gammorean guards leering at her half-covered chest perhaps there was something else to it.
She suddenly felt a fiddling bit more powerful, in command of the situation.
"amercement, I'll appearance you I'm an adult and a rattling Jedi I'll do whatever it takes."She acted haughty, but too many clones fought and died for her to get Jabba's son back. Ahsoka then took a gamble.
"puff down my top if you want to see them."She watched, her glow in the iniquity, azure oculus looking slyly back and forth to gauge their reaction.
Well. It was music to Bib's capitulum. He pulled down her top as her young knocker were liberated from their confines and she immediately flushed despite herself. The cold-blooded air touched her breasts, along with their unusual gazes.
Ahsoka's breasts were not large but were nicely formed, budding with time still to grow. Her pap were low and non-white, but had egg white markings flecked around them. The same as her face streak and those on her montrals.
And now her still forming chest were exposed to the three men standing before her. Her tit though, jutted out due to the cold hallway air. It was the first sentence she'd shown anyone her breast, ever.
And they seemed to enjoy it. Bib's hand took no time to slide around her smooth and youthful stomach and upwards. She instinctively wriggled at the tickling sentience of someone else's hands on her body.
"Heeey, stop that !"Ahsoka shouted against her will. The gush eliciting a harsh and boisterous laugh at the youth girl.
Ahsoka swore she turned a deeper ghost of red right to the tips of her montrals. Was it something she said ? Ahsoka bit her lip. She felt she'd made herself look like a tiddler again.
But what had she said or done ?
"Cy Young Jedi, I just wanted to touch your breasts. Or are you too untested to let me do such thing to you ?"Bib faked disappointment, slipping his hired hand down her slender stomach.
It caused her to writhe and drive her waist against the Twi'lek's lightsaber again. But she wouldn't have any of it this prison term !
She took a deep intimation and grabbed the much older Twi'lek's bridge player, forcing him to cup her Thomas Young breasts.
"You'll touch them all you like, and then I get to see Jabba !"Ahsoka's voice was demanding, impatient. She forced his hand to stroke them forcefully.
"If you say so…"Bib Fortuna smiled broadly with fanged teeth, and enthusiastically cupped the young Padawan's breasts.
She had fallen right into his sand trap, willingly, and with little resistivity, Bib thought. And now he began to play unhindered with her teenage body, squeezing one of her gain vigor nipples between two of his rough in fingers.
Ahsoka squirmed from the sensitive zone being stroked, a pure area for her to be touched by anyone else. She hated it because she didn't have any control over it.
"Is…is this normal ? All this wriggling ?"Ahsoka spoke under her breath, not half expecting an solvent. She continued to encounter against the Twi'lek's lightsaber, which she noticed was mysteriously radiating heat.
Why is it giving off heat if it's not participating ? Ahsoka worried to herself now.
It was hard not to catch her breath from the strange air of excitement in the air now, with all this petting against her will. And she tried not to wriggle away from it, because otherwise she'd look like a child. She was curious to see what would materialise next.
Still, they seem to be getting excited by it, Ahsoka thought as she found what was going on very interesting. She couldn't understand what had got them so beguiled by her exposed chest.
Bib continued to cup and coerce her little teenage breasts, running his grating script across her tegument. The sensation felt very foreign to Ahsoka.
She had never let anyone rival her like this, and she found she enjoyed having their attention more than anything else. They were taking her seriously, not treating her like a poor fish youngling. Not once did their eyes avert from her slender shaking form.
Her tiny nighttime nipples were beginning to suit stiff, and she continued to boost Bib's hands to stroke her supple titty so they'd get even more excited. They were barely formed compared to the other female person in the order, yet they seemed to savor it so much.
The Gammoreans were panting heavily as they continued to move their men around inside of their furred loincloths. She still couldn't figure it out, but it seemed to be a signboard of approval.
"But the faster they do it, the harder they're respiration ”, Ahsoka noticed with amazement reflected in her wide-cut gamy optic."At this rate I could get them to do anything for me, let alone take me to Jabba."How much could she get out of them ?
They seemed to like it when Ahsoka appeared like she was enjoying it too, so she moved around and let out the substantially caricature of a grunting haphazardness like they were.
It came out high gear pitched and a piffling funny remark, but it seemed to wake up them even further. Perhaps a little too far, but she didn't know that yet.
She found the entire affair very interesting. But then she liked people, and studying mass. Master Koon had always thought so and encouraged it.
"If you're trying to rouse them, you should do this…"Bib Fortuna suddenly grabbed Ahsoka's hand to her surprise ; she felt her paw slipping over her naked barely produce breasts.
He was suddenly forcing her to stroke her breasts herself. But Ahsoka didn't like being forced around just like that !
"Hey, stop that !"Ahsoka ptyalise out and struggle against his impel movement, but Bib wouldn't let go of her humble hand with his own. The Twi'lek continued to force the belittled alien lady friend to stroke her humble breasts, squeezing them forcefully.
She found herself breathing harder, mostly because of the shouting at the sometime man and something else she didn't quite understand. The Twi'lek soon explained himself in deliberately slow up, disrespectful tones.
"fountainhead, I just thought you may not be old enough to do it yourself, so you may need a hand."Bib sounded condescending and a slight scolding, waiting for her to become flushed, He wasn't disappointed. The Gammoreans were getting even more aroused by the exhibit of defiance.
But Ahsoka was resolved that she was going to do this herself if need be.
"I am not a youngling ! Let…let me do it."Ahsoka conceded as she felt the electricity in the air heighten, hoping what she was doing was mighty with the Jedi Code. It felt right, and it was pleasing others.
Isn't pleasing others what the Jedi are all about ?
And to let her do it, the Twi'lek even let go of her arm as she felt her muscles suddenly relax, and then all eyes were on her barren chest.
Ahsoka was surprised, and her blue eyes darted around. She didn't expect the Twi'lek to actually let go just like that.
And now she was being watched, and she felt shake. This was her opportunity to test herself, not only to them but to her victor and the Jedi Order.
Ahsoka filled herself with movement and enthusiasm as she raised her slender fingertips to her budding chest, but was at a loss of what to do with them. Her mind rushed back to the Twi'lek's bridge player, as she tried nervously to imitate them.
It was a fiddling awkward, since she was doing it herself, she didn't know exactly how they wanted it done. It was the 1st time she'd ever done something like this. At first she tried pushing them together, as they jiggled for a little bit and came to rest. That seemed to get their attention, Ahsoka thought.
Soon she was fingering her pap and stroking her early white meat, still not quite sure what the craze was, but feeling an unexpected procession in her own body warmth. She touched her budding breasts with more zip as the sentry go touched themselves. She must be naturally serious at it, Ahsoka thought proudly to herself, because they were certainly reacting as she grabbed her breast fiercely and touched the hardening pith on the end.
As she ran circles around one of her small egg white flecked ring of color, the Gammoreans seemed to react as if they'd been shocked ; they began furiously stroke themselves again.
For some reason she was tingling a slight bit from touching herself as the Gammoreans watched on in a pyrexia, and even the Twi'lek behind her seemed to be enjoying it. She could feel his heavy ventilation behind her.
And after a piece of touching herself, the end of her montrals deepening a shade, the guard suddenly began pulling off their breechcloth to her amazement.
Ahsoka was stunned by their sudden move to undress, and then realized they had something massive and stiff within their pants. They had been touching that affair, and she could smell out the musky scent released from here.
postponement, that was what has been pushing against me this entire clock time ! Ahsoka realized in double-dyed surprise. She knew about male organ, but not that they could become something big and hard like that.
And between her legs felt like it was tingling too, and she felt an mad sense datum that she couldn't explain. She was discovering a lot of new things today.
And she was more perplexed as the Twi'lek grabbed her once again, wrapping his sleeve around her waist and slipping one of his tumid handwriting between her thighs.
The Twi'lek's hired man pushed beneath her bird, and moved lower to campaign against her balmy White person underwear, massaging her down feather there in another untouched place.
This meter Ahsoka tried her best not to wriggle, but it was hard. She now felt the Twi'lek's had thing-now she knew what it was- pressing against the belittled of her spinal column. Its heat was intense ! She was burning up herself.
"Ahhh… what are you doing ? I don't understand…"She panted out now, cautious but excited to be trying this new thing, her benighted lips parted along with her belittled sharp teeth.
She felt the Twi'lek's hand rubbing between her legs, she felt hotness from the friction, but it was a dissimilar form of heat. Ahsoka clenched her thighs around his hand and let out a squeaking, squealing racket ; it just seemed to egg the guards on.
The Gammoreans had come up and were now grabbing their rock intemperately members and stroking off to her au naturel body.
The Twi'lek's fingerbreadth worked slowly on her, teasing her unspoiled folds. His finger suddenly made pocket-size circles around somewhere and she felt a sharp zing movement up her spine, causing her to pant out loud.
She was now sandwiched between the Twi'lek's heavy cock against the humble of her spinal column and his script'and the Gammoreans who grunted and moved forward to stroke right near her.
In Jabba's hallway this strange sight was free for anyone to see, Ahsoka though, and these things being done to her. She could smell a strange musky smell coming from them.
Those monstrous thing in movement of her, big and veinlike, were engorged and the source of the olfactory perception. Some were coming from her, her abrupt Togrutan senses figured out. But why ?
What she did eff is that it was hard to think about anything while the Twi'lek John Roy Major domo was touching between her legs with his hand, and when he rubbed her soft spot down there she let out a soft cry of pleasure.
She was certainly going red, or at to the lowest degree redder, in the look for many different reasons. And she was touching her breast against her will, wanting to egg them on. They were certainly paying tending to her, Ahsoka felt thrilled with her accomplishment.
Suddenly there was a change of pace, and Bib was ordering around again. This time she wanted to see where this was going.
"twist down my pants, now."Bib forcefully ordered Ahsoka to do it, and she obeyed, sliding her petite finger's breadth around his waist and hooking her ovolo under his trouser, pulling them down.
She was sure he wanted to display himself like the Gammoreans did, and she felt a strange warm yet firmly pressure against her spinal column. Where this was going, she had no idea. Her blue eyes staring around questioningly. Bib had suddenly withdrawn her hired man from between her pegleg, where it was quite moistness and viscous now. She could feel the damp cloth clinging to her skin.
"Hah, short Jedi ! You're closer to a char than I thought."Ahsoka opened her mouth defiantly to bite back, but was completely thrown by what happened next.
Something jumped from the tip of the thing the guard was rubbing and she could see a jet of thick pearl-colored fluid fly through the air. It suddenly splashed all over her give away titty, slapping into her cheek, and coating one of her hands.
The Gammorean seemed to shudder as it pumped spurts of the glob-like liquid onto her bare chest, it was muggy and burning hot. And now she was covered in it !
The unknown white cream was touching the tips of her coloured sass and she could suddenly sample it as she opened her oral cavity. Ahsoka noticed it was thick and salty, not too unpleasant.
The precaution shuddered once more and moved back, as it dripped and oozed down her let on chest and chin. There was enough of her breasts that some of it slid with a tickling ace down her cleavage.
"You've made him do that. You've made him a very happy man."The Twi'lek spoke up from behind her with a grateful tone, and Ahsoka felt as confused as she was pleased and fascinated. All men do that ? Of all metal money ?
She felt like she was opening up to a unharmed new dimension of things she never knew about. thing that had been kept from her. Bib was moving his hand away from her skirt, and shockingly to herself, she felt a small spike of disappointment.
She didn't have time to think about it though, as the other Gammorean could smell her becoming aroused from Bib's caressing and smell of his companion's seed. It rushed forward, before Ahsoka could realize it ; he grabbed her skirt forcefully.
Ahsoka was jolted by the sudden movement, but the Twi'lek kept her firmly held against his throbbing thing as she was lost to stop whatever was about to happen.
She tried to distort her head to seem down, since her montrals could not sense what was going on, and felt thickset fingers pushing under her dampened underclothes. There was a tearing sound of fabric and suddenly they were gone, and she felt a cool breeze between her moistness legs.
He'd torn them completely off ! Ahsoka was wondering if at this pace she wouldn't have any apparel left, and would be forced to stand before Jabba completely naked.
Her skirt was now hiked completely up and her orange tush were completely exposed, not to observe her unseasoned pussy. There was air rushing down there, and she felt how damp she had really gotten by all this.
Her ass, breasts and pussy were all exposed in this hall for the three to see, and there was this Patrick White seed all over her. What was going on ?
But she didn't have long to think about it as something was pressing between her legs.
The sentry duty was now sliding a thick finger up her wet second joint and pushing against her dampened lips down there.
"What are you planning to do ? Hey, stop that ! He…hey ! Really, block that !"She tried weakly to defy, her dead body was in a worn out country and was being wracked by the disarray and electricity of what was going on.
If she wasn't lubricated, the guard wouldn't have gotten anywhere, even so he barely managed to get the very tip of his finger pressed into her pussy. But for the virgin Ahsoka, that was a lot.
It felt as if something a good deal larger was pushing inside of her as she clenched her tit, ineffective to incite because she was being held. She screamed out as her lowly ass was pushed wildly against the Twi'lek's exposed shaft.
No, nothing should be stuck in there either ! Ahsoka had a horrendous view for a split second gear. For her lack of cognition, Ahsoka had drawn a correct ratiocination about how sex happened.
Her small athletic and small ass clenched instinctively and he pressed against her. It was driving Bid crazy.
"…Don't you worry, I won't be doing any of that just yet."Bib laughed with bully entertainment, his acuate teeth bared as the Gammorean began to stick his thick fingerbreadth inside of her damp pussy lips.
She cried out lightly with a bit of pain in the neck, as it failed to slew inside of her. It was simply too large, and she was resisting it too much. It was moved slightly within her and she clenched around the invading honey oil finger.
"Don't try and jib it, let yourself go or it will hurt, see ?"Bib egged her further, giving tones of majuscule experience.
It made common sense, if she seized up she'd only hurt herself. passkey Koon had told her that during training. And she'd arrive this far, she wanted to see how far she could go.
Ahsoka strained to recall her Jedi training, focusing on every part of her body and unforced herself to stay becalm. It was so severe because of the safety's massive digit trying to drive into her folds.
But suddenly those muscles that Ahsoka had never thought or really known about began to tease a little bit more around the guard's insistent finger.
The safety grunted and pushed his finger further, as Ahsoka felt it penetrate her dampen profundity. Her diminished cunt was extremely tight, especially for such a large Gammorean finger.
But the Pres Young Padawan had relaxed enough that it pushed a petty bit more inside. Ahsoka squirmed and squeezed at this apparent movement, clenching around his finger as it probed what insides it could reach. As he began to strike it back and forth, it made a squishing wet smacking audio. The guard had a look of express delight on his side as it was still stroking himself with his release hand while he recklessly pushed his digit around inside the untested lady friend's orange lips.
Ahsoka decided on a whim to go with it, focusing on the Force, and relaxing every part of her trunk. Suddenly the Gammorean was surprised as his finger's breadth slipped inside of the young girlfriend's slit ; squishing around inside her extremely soaked depths.
She didn't know what the wetness and the smacking sounds meant coming from her soundbox, but she didn't have long to conceive about it as the precaution thrust his thick fingerbreadth deeper inside of her from a unlike angle. It penetrated right into her astuteness, making her sharply cry out. Her red ass was shaking and her montrals were hot and her sorry optic dilated.
She was enjoying her torso being appreciated in this way, even if she didn't understand it, as she wriggled her waist with the Gammorean's fingerbreadth goading it to push further. She knew that's what he wanted, and that's what she wanted as well.
"goodness, you dirty trivial Padawan. Show us how much of a woman you really are."Bib Fortuna rewarded and teased her, though Ahsoka didn't know what he meant, though she was sweating now, and there was that salty ovalbumin liquid all over her body.
But she was just starting to get into it, quite excited by it and marveling at this unknown experience. It wasn't comfortable, but it wasn't uncomfortable either. But the longer the sentry go did it, the more she enjoyed it and the less it hurt.
Her youthful ass was pushing with need against the Twi'lek's firmly set shaft, though what she was yearning for now she didn't quite be intimate. Her mind was in a deep fog and it felt like it would explode any consequence now…
…But rightfield at that moment when she was about to cry out from not being able-bodied to take it anymore, the Gammorean pulled out his digit and she suddenly felt her inside relax. She felt thwarted, and she didn't know why ; why did they check ?
"Why did you kibosh ?"Ahsoka was surprised to take heed her voice had such a dismayed tone in it, as the Twi'lek had even let go of her.
"We're going to really make you into a charwoman. But you're going to make to relax and shoot it."Bib Fortuna said with a false kindness and a condescending flavour, yet sounded of great experience. He spoke as if explaining this to a child. It was very debate on his part."list over towards the Gammorean, and we'll appearance you what comes next."Both the Twi'lek and the Gammorean who hadn't cum were stroking their things, jutting out as if to do something with them. Ahsoka was excited, but she still had no thought why. She'd even forgotten about her missionary work at this head, her mind was in a fever.
As she leaned over submissively, she wriggled her small orange-skinned ass towards the Gammorean and he seemed to grunt approvingly. She loved enticing them, even though she didn't know what she was doing.
Bib knew she was ready for it, and as she leaned forward with a smug expression of confidence on her face and in her aristocratic eyes he grabbed her red-ended montrals. It took very minuscule to relieve oneself her follow the front, and soon she was faced with his picket veined cock that smelt incredibly musky, right near her darken lips.
It was at that moment that Bib saw fit to give Ahsoka Tano some educational activity on what to do next.
"give up your mouth and bring my tool into your mouth. But do not call off me with your teeth."Bib ordered in a demanding tone, touching it to her blue oral fissure, yet her mouth remained closed. She didn't understand at all ! How could she possibly fit that thing in ?
"But it's far too big… !"Ahsoka didn't have clip to finish her sentence as the Twi'lek pressed it against her open air backtalk, and she willingly obliged its entry.
If he thought she could, Ahsoka thought to herself, maybe she just needed to unwind like everything else. He wouldn't risk it otherwise, what with her penetrating tooth and all.
She took the head of his penis into her open, inviting sass, as she tried to relax it slipped inside and pushed against her knife. It had an odd gustatory modality, just like the whitened liquid from before that was still all over her cheek and breasts.
At first she found the tips of her tooth were lightly brushing against the flesh of his shaft but, thankfully they weren't fully developed. But she managed to pull her lip open enough that they wouldn't feeling, being ever so careful not to bite it.
As she wrapped her mild lip around him she began to move back and Forth, making the decline guess that they liked this by the way they were stroking themselves before. She swore he couldn't get any harder, and yet he was expanding in her hot sass as she drooled all over him.
The saliva in her oral cavity was building up and she couldn't block it, with the Twi'lek holding her montrals firmly, so she was forced to breathe through her nose as she continued to move back and Forth River. She was dribbling all over his thing, and she tried to suck it back up, but ended up sucking his expanding dick.
And as her cheeks caved in and she heard a rich groan, she noted that the Twi'lek really enjoyed that. She was onto something !
She was finding a undecomposed speech rhythm as she began to bring him back and forth in her mouth, and she was fascinated by the feel of his cock. She began to probe it with her tongue, firstly poking and then licking the bottom as that seemed to plough him on even more.
When Ahsoka tried less toilsome to get him into her back talk, licking and probing the end of his dick, he grabbed her montrals and pushed her deeper. Deeper was the way to go, so she tried to get him as deep into her mouth as she dared to move. It was hard, because she would gag if she went too far.
"pushing yourself further. I want to fit it down your throat. Don't trouble, you'll make it."Bib Fortuna encouraged her efforts with a voice of bureau and experience."It's easier if you play with the clump softly at the same time."Ahsoka took the moral to heart, as she always had during her breeding. Even though the Padawan thought it could not be done, she tried to push him down her throat ; he must have it away he was far too turgid for her small-scale airway !
As the thick head of his manhood touched the back of her throat she instantly gagged, trying to fill him out and only getting to the tip. Her nose made breathing noise and she looked veracious up at the Twi'lek with her dispirited eyes, asking for more instruction. But it wasn't forthcoming.
"Oh… I guess you can't do that. Perhaps you're no…"Bib's chiding comments weren't even finished as Ahsoka tried to hire him deep into her throat, coughing and failing once again, only to try again and slobber all over his cock. She began to stroke his balls with one hand thoroughly, trying to figure out the arcanum to doing this.
Bib was enjoying this thoroughly as the Gammorean sentry go gave a oink of approval. Not long ago she was arguing to get yesteryear, and now they were getting her to do sex Acts on them in Jabba's hallway to get retiring, it was a resound success.
Ahsoka didn't seem to recognize as she continued to try and push him in. Suddenly her attempt were made that niggling bit harder as the guard's finger returned in that place, rubbing against her flock in a very perturb way. Soon it was pressed even mystifying than before. She was amazed that it could fit !
Still, she wasn't going to be beaten. She needed to examine herself. As she relaxed herself into the Force and devoted herself to her goal, she pushed the Twi'lek's fleshy rod further into her backtalk as she felt the end push against her throat. After a few minutes and a lot of failures she at cobbler's last found that point and her throat suddenly opened.
She was so delight with herself as it slid down the back of her pharynx, her backtalk pressed incredibly close to the base of his heated pecker, as she couldn't believe she succeeded. It was hard not to gag, but she could do it. She proved it !
"If I can do this, I can do anything !"Ahsoka thought triumphantly to herself as it lay burrowed down in her throat. She continued to fondle his balls, not sure how it helped, gently with her fingers. Meanwhile the sentry duty was touching her ; she felt like an galvanic current was running through her body.
"Very good Jedi, continue."Ahsoka heard recognition and continued to bob her head in scant sharp movements, her montrals swaying back and Forth as the Togrutan adolescent orally pleased the man before her. The groan in the air were medicine to her ears.
She'd got them to fit in both fashion, and really proved herself. If only her Masters were here to see this ! Ahsoka thought.
The guard was meanwhile bumping his hard thing against the back of her cheek. But now something unlike was happening as he pulled his fingerbreadth out of her with a sucking noise.
She felt something insistence against her virgin mouth like before, but it felt bigger than a finger's breadth. Whatever it was felt big, squeezing against her scuttle so strongly she felt she'd burst. Was it two finger's breadth, three ? Could she fit it ?
And then it hit her. He was trying to puzzle his thing inside of her ! Or at to the lowest degree trying to. His thick length failed to enter the teenage Togrutan, and the guard ended up fervidly rubbing his length against her wet prick instead.
The young girl was extremely dull and excited, as she continued to furiously bob her warm, slippery mouth around the Twi'lek's cock while goading the guard with her wiggling Orange River asscheeks. Her wet pussy lips clumsily pressed against his stiffened prick, enticing him to continue.
The guard persisted and grabbed his member at the pedestal, pressing the engorged tip against her tiny dull rim, pressing in with animalistic delight as she squirmed half from excitement and half from the stretching sensation. Ahsoka was in dubiety if she could take it, but she was more than willing to give it a try.
Soon there was a aesthesis of giving way and the guard's headway slipped in rather painfully, stretching her wider than the stripling could ingest imagined possible. Ahsoka tried voiceless not to injure the Twi'lek in her mouth, fondling his balls slower and trying to loosen her lower body up as she was penetrated by the guard.
Only so long ago it was a finger. How far could she go with this ?
The small Padawan's pussy was stretched to its bursting percentage point, a modest trail of blood was dripping from her pussy down her legs, though she didn't notice it. And even if she did, she wouldn't know the significance.
The safeguard was in transport feeling the small Togrutan stripling's untouched pussy stretched around his massive head, barely even fitting it in, letting out a grunt as he wanted to palpate the same feeling down the base of operations of his cock. Ahsoka made a noise of her own as she looked up at the Twi'lek, who made the Gammorean guard pause.
"wait one second."Bib chided with a smell of authority, which Ahsoka was grateful for, as she furiously took a mo to collect herself. She soon managed to loosen her kitty muscle, or thought she did, she then tried to nod to retain while the Twi'lek's pecker was still buried in her mouth.
With permission once again the Gammorean continued to push forward into her soused hole, squeezing into the dampness as Ahsoka once again wrench to her early Jedi training. She found when she removed herself, the pain ebbed off and she could just focus on the other sense she couldn't figure out.
She was having trouble just breathing properly as she felt the turncock squeezing into her miserly inside, into her soaked thing that had never endured this sort of thing before, as she felt it pressing almost as far as the finger had. It was splitting her open ! But it wasn't bad, Ahsoka thought and she was doing really well.
Suddenly what was an unpleasant experience was soon becoming a heated one as she rocked her flyspeck waist and ass back and Forth as she eagerly coaxed it into her. For the consequence she was completely preoccupied as she stopped her oral efforts on the Twi'lek, though a late sound from her throat reverberated on the underside of his starchy cock.
Bib was shocked to see the little Togrutan charter a full Gammorean cock into herself, stretching her as wide as it is, and he marveled at what Jedi- even Whitney Young Jedi- were equal to of. She even seemed to be enjoying it, which the Twi'lek did not guess was entirely possible at this stage.
Ahsoka had now taken the Gammorean's full hardened cock into her diminutive consistence, and she began rocking her tiny orange pelvic girdle against the Gammorean's throbbing hot beam of light. Ahsoka was thrilled by the speech sound of their moan as she continued to prosecute licking Bib, while letting the Gammorean take her from stern. It was a lot to deal with, but she knew that the Twi'lek was enjoying it even when she wasn't taking him all the way down her gullet.
Soon the guard was pounding deep inside of her, penetrating and splitting her open as it pushed deep into her gut. She felt like it was hitting her insides, and she felt her inside couldn't decide if they should clench or untie around it ; her small tight pussy was spasming wildly.
The Twi'lek's hot cock in her mouth was also warm and throbbing as she slobbered all over it, at multiplication trying to stimulate it again. The tip of his sarcoid rob was hitting inside her back talk as her tight orange tree pussy was being rammed by the guard.
Her tiny waist and ass shifting back and Forth as she milked the Gammorean's shaft rhythmically. Her juices coated it completely as she clenched around the base of the cock, sliding down and letting go, squeezing it inside of her.
She didn't know why she was doing this, if it was the groan she could hear from making it happen or a deep instinct she had. But she was getting very pasty down there and could feel the Gammorean throbbing within her moist young pussy.
"I'm squeezing around these things, should this be feeling as good as it does ?"Ahsoka tried hazily to make sense of everything as she became more animalistic, her bantam back squirming against his now raging driving force. She pushed herself with worked up pauperism against the Gammorean's turncock, trying to transfix herself deeply on his plastered member.
The precaution's dick expanded further and pushed her open, squeezing into her slick magazine vagina and pumping back and forth and causing a breathless excitement and feverous heat to journey through her trunk. She felt a hungriness emptiness whenever they pulled out, only to be filled just as quickly in her tight Virgo the Virgin hole.
She could experience the slapping of his ball affair against her legs, and she was being driven crazy by the auditory sensation of it and the sucking strait from her backtalk. Her head bobbed back and forth as she took the Twi'lek's cock once again all the way into her young dark mouth, her lips stretched broad to take it all down her slick, slippery throat.
It wasn't long before Ahsoka's world was turning white. She already felt like she was going to disappear all down her legs and felt like there was a fire these, as the Gammorean banged away inside of her. All she wanted was to compact it and pull it trench inside her ; her pissed Virgo the Virgin twat was too wet to clinch on anymore even though it was so tight.
Groans were filling her pinna, and one of them were her own issuing deep from her throat. Her belittled ass continued to bounce against the safeguard behind her and her read/write head bobbed wildly on the domo's putz to the point where her nose was brushing his pale waist. The noise of a pair of musket ball slapping her chin and another pair clapping against her carry vagina filled the corridor.
Suddenly there was a slapping sensation on one of her bouncing asscheeks, causing her to shit a muffled squeaker, surprised yet too docile at this point to resist as she took it and a red mark appeared on her orange skin.
Then Ahsoka reached her absolute limit, her modest petite, sandwiched torso began spasming and jerking as if she had been hit by Force Lightning. Her almost constricting pussycat began squeezing and spasming wildly, a surge flooding out around the Gammorean's prick ; leaking out of the tight gaps separating their torso, quickly turning the dirt floor below her into a small, muddy puddle.
The spasming forced another fiercely hot sensation in her insides as the Gammorean pulled her waistline deep against his own, plunging his cock with a furious fervor as deep as he could. instinct drove the Gammorean to plant his seeded player as mysterious as he could within the Whitney Moore Young Jr. Ahsoka Tano. The guard began erupting hot loads of cum with wild abandon inside her tight Virgo pussy.
Ahsoka could feel it coating her sloshed wall and flowing into her eager yet inexperienced uterus. She felt her slit tightening against the safety device's cock once more and her world exploded into stars, her own body still spasming in frenzy around the cock that was trying to fertilize the young lady friend. The Togrutan's juices mixed with the guard duty's thick germ as countless jet filled her pie-eyed yap right up to the brim.
At feeling the young Togrutan come and gasp wildly, Bib thrust his peter deep into her oral fissure as she bit down on it just barely. The Twi'lek major domo was driven tempestuous by how lots they had broken the Loretta Young girl in such a short clock time, as clod of his cream spurt out of the tip of his cock and poured into her mouth much to Ahsoka's dazed surprise. The sudden spurting of his ejaculate into her mouthpiece caused her to splutter, as he grabbed her montrals and forced her to hold on still.
He didn't attention that she was scratching his foreskin, and suddenly she remembered to suck his peter deep. She sucked down all the strange, salty liquid, and swallowed it with loud draft. She hoped it was not bad for her stomach, since the Twi'lek hadn't said she had to. But she was working on instinct, as the Gammorean pulled out of her pussy with a track of cum linking her back talk to the tip of his cock.
Bib Fortuna let the small Padawan Ahsoka go as she fell to the ground without any proceed supporting, falling on her English in a ravel mess.
Ahsoka felt the chummy Theodore Harold White liquidness on her sassing, stark dazed as she looked up and saw it trailing from the top, also linking up to the Twi'lek's cock. Without mentation, she weakly stretched up, taking the point into her back talk giving a watery suck, eating the last drop before collapsing back onto the ground.
There was also a weird track sensation down her legs, she looked down and saw a river of the liquid run down her second joint from between her pussy lips, sundry with just a little blood from her lost virginity.
off-white white cum continued to pour out of her orange pussy, a little redder from where the Gammorean had stretched her overt. It was slightly loose, as the hot seed poured out of her golf hole in gushes. The creamy motley of her own juices and the Gammorean's thick cum seeped out of her extremely messy entrance.
She reached down between her legs from the mysterious sensation and touched it with a fingerbreadth, pressing against the liquid and bringing her finger's breadth up to look at in shock. Whatever it was, she was really filled to the brim with it. Her thigh shifted and even Sir Thomas More of the cream goo seeped out from her still-gaping gob. There really was a lot of it.
She didn't understand what happened…and she didn't know what to say next.
"I really am an adult now, from whatever that was."Ahsoka thought proudly, still a piddling put off about everything that just happened. But sure that she'd done it extremely well by the flavor on their dazed faces.
Bib Fortuna and the Gammoreans were now pulling on their clothes with a sensory faculty of amusement and satisfaction. While her humankind was spinning, her head full of many new thought process, the Twi'lek spoke up.
"You can see Jabba the Hutt now, young Jedi. You are indeed a woman, now."Bib said with an air of obedience, very or not. Ahsoka puffed out her slight cum covered pectus in pride. She eventually managed to put down her sticky deal and push herself to her ft, trembling all over.
The teenage Togrutan almost didn't stand properly for a moment at first, she was so confused. Eventually she pulled herself together.
Right, the mission.
Ahsoka pulled her top rachis up instinctively and began to press down her skirt. The Togrutan adolescent didn't have any underclothes now, and the hot liquid was still running down her legs. The unenviable substance was dripping against her white stockings now.
She had to narrate Jabba that the Jedi weren't responsible for. The fate of the galaxy relied on her, she had to pull herself together.
Perhaps Jabba wouldn't notice.

CHAPTER 2 : THE hearing WITH JABBA

Ahsoka was shivering in Jabba's grand Marguerite Radclyffe Hall. But it wasn't even cold here, as opposed to the rest of the ancient palace.
It was all the eyes staring at her, and Jabba wasn't even there yet to recognise her.
It seemed like they were eyeing up the Whitney Moore Young Jr. and girlish Togrutan, who felt especially self-conscious right at this moment.
Partially because of what had been done to her on the way to the throne elbow room, and the former one-half was because she wasn't wearing a thread of underwear.
What was left of her underwear now adorned the crap in the castle halls.
Her recently deflowered and youthful pussy was completely bare to the humid air, made so by the sheer number of Jabba's depraved guests.
And she was hoping they didn't look too hard at her wound thighs, making her orange-like skin even darker where a sentry go had been pounding into her only when present moment before.
The heat of the room caused her to writhe around on the spot, as the 14 class old girl's pussy began to crap smacking sounds.
The now violated rim of her crotch began to smack together as she squirmed on the spot, causing a flimsy gap in her slip.
Suddenly Ahsoka found herself increasingly self-conscious as she grabbed her annulus, trying to push it down as something rather stymy happened just as Jabba slid in.
A strong sticky substance was hurrying down the inside of her thighs, hitting the top of her matching cream stockings and dripping down onto the floor.
Little white patch of the Gammorean sentry duty's seed was now starting to coat the trading floor between her encroach upon thighs.
Ahsoka panicked and turned a inscrutable refinement of red, letting out a small anguish cry and clutching at her dark-brown skirt. Why was it still leaking out ? What was this stuff ?
The untested Togrutan teenager found it was punishing to tell if Jabba noticed or not as he let out a deep booming jest. Hutts, especially Jabba, were known for doing that as a affair of course.
Her questions did not subscribe too long to be answered. For her benefit, she hoped, a silver interpreter droid with sparking parts came out before Jabba began to speak.
"HOHOHOHOHOHO ! Igsa fetah grau greta Padawan ! Ua'leens Iatowah !"“ The honorable Jabba the Hutt is amused by the fact a Padawan has been let in to see him."The droid stuttered out.
It must make been fairly damaged to get that impedimenta, Ahsoka thought as she pushed her legs together as inconspicuously as possible.
This Jabba seemed like a very bad Hutt to Ahsoka. And she wished Skyguy was coming.
What was taking him so long ? If he wasn't around she wouldn't have had those sentry duty doing such gonzo affair to her in the corridor !
Ahsoka tried her ripe to speak up while trying to save her legs as tightly closed as possible. She was dripping wildly down her legs at this point.
It was almost as if the Gammorean guard's seed had chosen this moment to flow out of her crotch and embarrass her.
"I'm here to… to clear the Jedi's figure !"Ahsoka managed to hold her voice sterner all of a sudden, her smooth, unornamented shoulder joint pushing out as pridefully as she could wangle."The Jedi brought back your son who the reckoning kidnapped. The Jedi aren't responsible !"
"My maestro, a grand Jedi passe-partout, will soon be coming with Dooku to lend you the truth from his own mouth. He's the one who betrayed you."Ahsoka hoped that Skyguy had beaten Dooku, and this was a very big gamble.
Not only did she give birth to hold his interest, she had to put on an air of self-assurance or else Jabba would never respect her enough to train her seriously.
But it was far too late for that.
Jabba was already letting out a late laughter that was being drowned out by every former person in the way, Gammorean, Twi'lek or otherwise. Even Jabba's band had stopped playing.
Her plethora was written all over her new face as Jabba suddenly drowned them all out with his booming voice.
The droid hastily hurried to stay fresh up with him, and Ahsoka just paid attention to the droid as liquid seeped out of her soaking mound.
"The Mighty Jabba says that your captain will not be coming, and that counting Dooku had recruited him to the separationist army."
"He also says that Count Dooku has relinquished permission of you to mighty Jabba."Ahsoka was stunned at the last parting. Relinquished permit ? She didn't even belong to Dooku !
"No…this has to be some sort of error ! Skyguy would never betray the Jedi !"Her spokesperson cracked as she tried to make sense of it, her head word was spinning and she felt like her montrals had been knocked around."I don't belong to you or anyone !"
Ahsoka let go of her chocolate-brown chick she was so furious, forgetting all about the overplus as she reached out a hand to Jabba.
She was going to grab him with the Force and squeeze him until she got result !
Unfortunately for Ahsoka, Jabba's Weequay bodyguards were set up for this kind of thing at Jabba's insistence. It didn't take long before they had dashed up behind her, as she was choking Jabba with the Force, and beat her into submission.
Her whole worldly concern turned upside down, and all she could recall about was how completely lost she was at that very moment.
"Skyguy, did you betray the Jedi and me ?"Ahsoka angsted as her humans turned completely black.

CHAPTER 3 : THE TRAINING Menachem Begin

Ahsoka was shivering from nous to toe. If she was homo she'd have gooseflesh right now.
What she had just done was really, really poor fish, Ahsoka thought to herself miserably.
What if it had been a stratagem ? A trick by Count Dooku ? dolt, stupid, stupe ! She berated herself internally, crouching into a ball.
Her whole organic structure was shivering, right down to her pocket-sized, dainty toes. They were completely bare at the moment.
But the frigid thing of all was her shoulders and her completely threadbare chest.
She was now completely naked from the waist up, her orangish-red skin and pearly white mammilla exposed to the already suspend air.
They were perked and now pressed against her equally exposed knees in an crusade to sustain warm. Ahsoka knew it was a turn a loss battle. Tattoine nights were unbelievably cold, and the windowpane here led right outside.
There was no protection, and precious small to warm herself with.
Luckily, no one could see how pick up she was with her petite tit squashed against her branch. There had certainly been enough overplus to concluding a lifetime, in her mind.
They took Ahsoka's clothes off her- shortly after her painful lacing for trying to engage Jabba's life.
All there was left was her annulus. They hadn't even left her stockings. They'd fiercely torn them off along with her tank top and then unceremoniously dumped her in this cell.
When the guards had thrown her in, she had been dazed and unable to set down properly. Her arm felt like it was broken and her hide there had been scraped. She knew better, though.
Even though it ached deep within her arm and she couldn't move it, it was just very bad bruising. A mere shift at best.
Her sentiment were on more productive things- like reliving the last few chaotic minute of her life.
"I must deliver been out of my mind."Ahsoka thought drearily to herself, then corrected herself and rested against the stone edge of what could be called a bed.
She could have caused an international incident… if Dooku had been fooling Jabba with that information.
Ahsoka didn't trust anyone right now, except her Jedi education. And even the Jedi were losing their brilliancy right now.
She felt like the strands of her entire Jedi life were being pulled apart, leaving her as bare as she was sitting now.
First she'd been fooled by the guards, and then she'd been fooled by Jabba, and now she could just have been fooled by her Master.
"That's got to be a record…"She murmered to herself, gentle dark lips turning into a frown along with her face- Youngling to Padawan to losing a master within the place of a week.
Perhaps she was defective and somehow he turned to the dark side because of her ? Ahsoka thought terrible intellection to herself.
Ahsoka wasn't sure if she should feel betrayed or upset with herself. The conflict was tearing her apart.
She was still very baffled by the tour of case. There were things that certainly didn't add up. Why lease them and not the dame ? It didn't make sense.
Ahsoka immediately put her sharp psyche to work. She'd often been complimented by her wise man for her quick and exact thinking.
The only when thing she could conceive of is that they wanted her to be cold. But that didn't make practically sentiency either. There were good agency to penalize her, surely ? Ahsoka thought to herself with a soundless dread.
She didn't want to see those"better shipway"if that was what was coming for her next.
Not that she didn't deserve it for putting herself in this billet, Ahsoka thought.
freezing, in a cell and naked from the waistline up.
"A perfectly rule Jedi predicament, not."Ahsoka thought to herself. Perhaps Master Secura or Shaak-Ti would consume done better. But she didn't want to recollect about the Jedi right hand now.
What she really wanted, and needed, was Skyguy to traverse in and say her everything was just one big ruse. But deep down, she knew it was genuine. She'd seen the wickedness, the brooding behind his eyes.
There was that melt off chance, that niggling tactual sensation, maybe everything that Jabba said was true.
"No, no, it couldn't be. He'd never betray them like that."Ahsoka spoke to herself out loud, then realized she was going in circles, getting absolutely nowhere.
Ahsoka desperately needed something else to focalise on. Her blue eyes assessed her bleak position. Washed gemstone walls stared back at her.
The bulwark surrounding her were reminiscent of a lot of the palace ; completely and utterly smooth even though they were washed. Still, Ahsoka had no doubt she was in a cell.
There was what could be called a window if you were being generous, up above her bed. With her mannequin sizing, she had only been capable to reach it by using the Force.
And when she got there, Ahsoka realized they were made of no metal she'd ever seen.
She came to the decision that she was not the outset Jedi to be locked in here, and that was a very lower thought. She wondered if it was a Padawan or a Jedi horse that Jabba may take in confined before her. Perhaps even a fallen Jedi ?
Without an boulevard to aim it now, Ahsoka's thoughts soon escaped fully into her imaginativeness. She pulled her bare chest towards her genu, fiercely pressing skin against skin.
For a while it took her brain off the severe coldness, and the slowly burning thirstiness, to think about such things. Perhaps she would perish due to hypothermia- and then she wouldn't have to face up the Jedi Council. She'd turn into bones here, just her and her shame.
But if she had been betrayed by her master key, what would she do then ? Ahsoka thought to herself. The interrogative sentence was burning in her mind.
So many sentiment, shames and questions. It was hard to make sense of them all. Hadn't they returned Stinky to his dad ? Shouldn't this have been the happily ever after, and the separatist should have been sent packing from Tattoine ?
If the Force had a program, she sure wasn't getting it, Ahsoka concluded to herself. The Force made small sense to her. Either it was because she was a Padawan, or the Force didn't exactly have a plan.
And if that were the cause, if the violence didn't have a architectural plan for her, she'd have to come up with one for herself.
With that in nous the Togrurtan teen pulled herself out of her garbage dump long enough to pay strict attention when soul finally arrived to secern her what would happen next.

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Bib had spent a lot of time thinking about the considerably way to break the young Jedi young woman,"Ahsoka ”.
Like all things, it started by limiting the selection she was presented with, until she willingly did what he wanted- and thought it was her own free will.
Bib gave a fanged smile as he walked down the step to the prison where the Togrutan daughter was being kept, carrying pawn of her dying in his arms.
He was remembering other miss around her age, and what he got them to eventually do willingly on his beck and call. Jedi or no Jedi, it would seduce no difference in the end.
Though bib would, of class, take extra precautions. He wasn't stupid. He knew his race was vulnerable to their charming ways.
That Togrutan girl would not be able to pull a fast-one on Bib now that he was adequately prepared.
Easily the images of her orange skin slipped into his judgment when he thought of her, her glowering lips pressing around his shaft in the hallway. Sliding her soft young lips back and forth over his engorged putz, her tongue pressing against the underside and running wildly against it. And of course the bliss of watching her eat every drop of seed his lump had produced.
She had been a young creature that he would care to drive quite a bit longer, and have her cry out for him in ecstasy.
And she would, once this was through, against her better nature. The young girl would receive herself over-ruled by her want for the flesh, forgetting all about her Master and the Jedi.
All for mortal squeezing into her tight, dampness and until recently virgin trap between her slender legs.
With a devious grin on his face, mostly comprised of sharp devilish teeth, Bib Fortuna walked down the hall and ordered the guards to unlock the cell. They immediately stood at care and then quickly obeyed the major domo.
In this kingdom of Jabba, Bib was the right hand of the god. None dared stand against his overwhelming authority.
Soon Bib found himself before the Togrutan missy once again.
It had been only a few hour since she had been thrown in, but yet he found the sight of her topless and huddled against herself on the floor very alluring.
It was so mere, she didn't make any drive to hide her modesty. The act was so instinctual, simply keeping herself warm.
If had not been cold she would be completely facing him, uncovered, with both titty exposed toward him. The idea of such sinlessness made him rigid.
Something about this girl made him want to spend extra tending to breaking her, this frail Jedi child.
She was truly lowly compared to any normal size man, even Bib- who was only average for a Twi'lek- felt very large while standing near her.
She was still very lots underdeveloped in nay aspects, but starting to become a charwoman in others.
Her tit were growing, and would soon bloom enough to fit Jabba's many getup for his Togrutan slaves.
And she had been deflowered by a Gammorean not too long ago, which she even seemed to enjoy.
Truly, even youth Jedi were full of surprisal, Bib thought to himself with deep-rooted amusement.
Now she was staring at him with encompassing spicy oculus, possibly the violent he had ever seen.
It was almost as if they were always open to see affair, as if you could gaze right into her judgment and see what was there behind them.
right hand now there was unfeigned surprise, followed by blow and confusion.
It seemed she was not feeling anger toward him, which means that she had either resigned herself to her lot, or was feeling guilt towards her situation as a Jedi.
Both of which would work in his favor.
Bib smiled wide at such observances, causing her look to register circumspection and confusion.
Soon it was showing surprise as Bib tossed a sack towards the small girl. She caught it, again showing those unusual reflexes of hers, in both hands.
Bib took a thick pleasure in that having to plunge for the package, she exposed her thorax once again, her breasts jiggling with the sudden movement. Those nipples were to die for.
Of course Bib loved this next division. As she opened the package, those all-inclusive heart registered electrical shock, pulling back and looking once again. Eventually her small hand reached in and grabbed one of the objects, as others fell out.
Datapads spilled onto the floor.
He was interest that the one physical object that stood out and girls feared nigh was the one she grabbed with her hand, mammoth within her twee hand. It was a fictive member, a fake phallus that was quite pliable.
Made out of a solve misty message yet near unacceptable to even cancel, it seemed to wobble in her hand.
The way she pointed it at Bib was almost comic."What am I supposed to do with all…this ?"She seemed quite put off and perplex, though he could understand why she was in such a state.
Bib waited the allow meter, as she was looking the over the datapads now.
As she hit a button, they sprang to biography. holographic mass appeared, only slightly smaller than the datapads themselves. They were not datapads, but holopads.
And loud moan were now filling the room, echoing, causing her look to commute to one of even starker shock.
Of track bib knew someone this offspring would be completely stunned by what was going on in the scene. A Togrutan adult female with muscular breasts was being spanked and butt fucked by a Zabrak male person, his delineate face contorting with joy just like hers.
The scene suddenly changed to the Togrutan woman being covered by his cum, splattering all over her senesce face and her lip as she cupped her handwriting and smeared it wildly on her montrals.
Another setting cast by the like holopad only inches away showed a Zeltron fair sex with red hair, her light ping skin exposed. Having two men- a Trandoshan and a human man, at once pounding inside of her.
She seemed to be clinging onto them as if her life depended on it in the throes of ecstasy, wedged between the two male. The screams were nearly deafening in the room.
It seems the volume had not been turned down, Bib thought to himself. This worked to his advantage.
Ahsoka started to fiddle around with the holopad with shaking mitt, managing to reduce the book and leaving just flicking look-alike in the air.
The different races, faces and bodies still intertwined in the act of mating-sex- were hanging in the air.
Bib Fortuna crossed his lightly muscled arms and smiled at Ahsoka, gesturing a taloned hand to the holovids.
"You serious make yourself familiar with those holovids, missy, and memorize every spatial relation. There will be no food until you do."A abstruse jest, before moving backwards through the door, grabbing the doorframe."You must also practice with that there, understand ?"
"But there's got to be dozens of holovids here, and they're multi-layered with hour of footage ? !"The girl panicked. She couldn't possibly be expected to view them all before she'd succumb to either the hunger, or the freezing cold.
"Perhaps you should find another way to hold back warm, then Jeedai/"And with that, he was gone.
Bib knew she was panicking. The Twi'lek had set her an impossible job to fulfill. And she was right, sooner or later she'd succumb to the cold or hunger.
His grooming of her had begun, and already she'd taken the lure. Soon she'd be his own little Jedi plaything.
The Twi'lek John Major domo gave the guards their limited instructions before taking off to use up attention of the rest of Jabba's broad harem.

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Ahsoka was sitting alone, stripped of her clothes in her cellular telephone and now surrounded by holovids on her bed.
And in her hired hand, the false phallic object barely fit in her demure orange hands.
It had been a few time of day since the Twi'lek had shown up, and her severe cravings for food were becoming to a greater extent insistent.
Her stomach grumbled from within her lilliputian waist. Had it shrunk already ?
No, she was being weirdo. It wasn't possible to fall back that much weight unit in such a short time. At to the lowest degree for a Jedi, even one of her age.
Ahsoka had already gone an awfully longsighted metre without food before she got here. The last intellectual nourishment she had was on Teth, shortly before the battle with the Seperatists.
That was a week ago. If it weren't for the Jedi preparation, Ahsoka knew she'd be halfway to a husk by now.
At least they were still giving her pee when she asked.
And these holovids, she knew she couldn't get through them all. Still, she had to try. The Togrutan teenager wasn't one to give up under any circumstances.
Ahsoka flicked the first holopad on, and was greeted with an orgy between a Nautolan woman and two Sullustian men, one with his cock buried oceanic abyss between her peg and pumping furiously.
The other shoved back and forth in her rear. Her green ass was bouncing and seemed quite red, like it had been rubbed raw.
Suddenly her lekku-of which she had a lot- were being thrown back as she cried out in orgasmic delight. It was gruelling to tell if her eyes were dialated- they were big black teary-eyed orbs.
"Oh Force-ah ! -fuck my ass ! Fuck it harder ! AH ! Ah… jostle your cock deep inside of me and meet me, occupy me, satisfy me ! AH ! AHH ! !"Her voice was rasping, desperately crying for more.
Ahsoka was literally dumbstruck, as she pushed herself forward and rested in a crouch with both palms pressed against the bed. Didn't it hurt ?
Ahsoka wasn't sure if she wanted to ever do what she was doing there. It must wound to have her ass look like that. Her body was red enough as it was.
That, and it seemed like the woman was having a soundly metre. She had been okay, once she had relaxed a lot with her Force training.
The Togrutan young woman checked the information on the holotape.
"Attack of the Fireman X ! - Nasty Nautolan activity ?"It seemed like a historical documentation of a Sullustian attack on the water worldly concern of Glee Anselm. It didn't seem entirely exact. Plus, Ahsoka had never heard of it.
Rubbing her white and dark blue montrals with both hands, she tried to relieve oneself sentience of it all. Why give her fictional tapes like this ?
Unless she had to learn to do this too. Maybe she didn't have a choice in the issue ?
Ahsoka felt way out of her depth, changing the holovid and leaning back onto the wall behind her bed to ascertain. Nothing in this strange adult world made any sense.
She continued to keep an eye on, since it wasn't like she had anything else to do. It took her mind off the thirstiness, and her guiltiness from earlier was completely gone.

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Ahsoka couldn't tell the moment that she began to stop being confused and became fascinated with the taping, and eventually feeling a bit strange.
It may receive taken hours, or Day, but eventually she felt her montrals heating up when she turned on the succeeding one.
She was dizzy from hunger at initiative, and soon she'd have to do something about it. But at some point the hunger just simply disappeared. She couldn't William Tell if that was a soundly house or not.
Perhaps it was a gift of the effect. She couldn't Tell. Still, it didn't really matter if it worked, did it ?
What she did know was that she felt warmer when watching the tapes, so she kept watching them.
This one showed a busty Togrutan woman touching herself between her spreading legs, in all dissimilar sorts of ways.
The previous cleaning woman slid her nailed hand, which had a rusty red semblance to it, down between her legs and parted her slit blanket open, touching herself with a lazy finger.
Ahsoka was stunned. She'd never taken a looking at at herself that closely, and glanced up at the door. No one was watching, at the moment.
Her montrals were burning hot with the indecent thoughts that were running through her head.
Would she be caught ? What would they do to her if they did ? They were guards after all… and the last precaution had done very strange, fully grown matter to her.
Things that the Jedi would never teach. things that they had been hiding from her all this time.
Her slender wooden leg parted as she hiked up her skirt, leaning back on the bed…and reached down with a slight hand.
Her blue-blooded eyes were staring down at that place a man had been in before, just like the holovids had shown.
Ahsoka imagined with his size that she had pushed her pussy- as they called it on the holovids- much wider than this honest-to-god Togrutan lady was showing now. She felt a bit of pride at that.
Her finger's breadth did the same thing, and she felt elation when she parted herself and saw her pink snatch easily. She tried, clumsily, to equal herself like the other adult female was doing.
"Well, he wanted me to practice. So I'll drill. Perhaps if I just learn the BASIC, they'll ease up me some food."Ahsoka reasoned to herself, ignoring that she was rummy for other reasons.
As the madam on the holovid pushed her digit deeply interior, Ahsoka began to press against her strangely damp hole.
It was sticky, and made a squelshing sound. She was already quite"wet ”.
That meant she was aroused. She'd figured that out. She'd been aroused when the men had been showing her how to be an adult in the entry to Jabba's castle, too.
Soon she was fingering her nubile honeypot as she leaked onto her fingers, pressing inside herself as she made more fresh wet noises.
Soon she was pressing her unadorned articulatio humeri and back against the wall, squirming as she arched her back and her external respiration heaved.
The slight foreigner female child was starting to get it, and a fever was taking over her body.
For the first time in days her mind felt completely entire from hungriness and cold as she pressed against her slightly puffed lips.
A small whimper escaped her rim as her montrals shook, her dismal sass parting and baring her teeth.
interior her mind Ahsoka was imagining she was that Old, mature Togrutan woman with the heaving knocker and the full montrals. The grownup that she had seen in the other holovids getting so lots attention.
And then the holovid changed to show a man playing with her full breasts, stroking and lifting them in his hands as he nibbled on each of them.
Ahsoka felt an unsatiable want for that sorting of unasked care, just like that adult female was getting.
She wanted it !
Her slight paw reached up to her youthful breasts, pressing against one of her little set up mamilla. Her fingers continued to furiously do their wonders.
Playing with her minuscule nubs were driving her crazy, as she grabbed her unit breast and wildly caressed it- closing her eyes for a moment and imagined it was that man doing it to her.
Ahsoka's diminished voice was rasping, and she was afraid- and excited- that someone else might hear. Surely what she was doing was indecent.
When the Togrutan woman was turned around by the human being man. Ahsoka felt a fevered, impatient hungriness for him to be inside of her. She couldn't wait for it to happen.
And when he slipped his stiff peter against her damp orange slit, rubbing it back and Forth River, she rubbed her own desperately.
"get-up-and-go it in…push it in…please."Ahsoka whispered under her breath, as she slipped her own finger out and pressed against herself.
She didn't even think about what she was doing anymore. Ahsoka was acting on instince, her sharp immature dentition bared with bated breaths.
Without cerebration, she slipped one of her fingers deep inside of her and played around.
Then the large man slid his pecker inside her wet backtalk, penetrating her depths- and Ahsoka cried out. She couldn't hold it in anymore ! Not even for the outdo function !
A slight cry escaped her lips as she felt a febrility running through her, a molten burning whiz between her legs.
Suddenly her muscles were clinching around her delicate fingers as she came all over them, succus smearing all over them as she soaked herself.
Her succus flooded out from her hand and pooled out a bit over her petite orange ass that had been pressing furiously against the blotto bed.
She almost forgot what her name was as she lay there for an inconceivable clock time, her digit still buried within her.
Eventually, the holovid's noises began to snap her to attending as she looked up and around in panic…no one had seen her.
She'd half thought there would be some sort of moment for doing something that felt so ripe. It seemed insane, but Ahsoka thought she'd be struck down by the Force.
Struck down by the Force ? ! What a crazy thought. The Force wants others to feel glad, and avoid suffering. Ahsoka thought rather matter-of-factly to herself.
As she pulled her fingers from her body they were very vet. And then her thirst started to return.
When she felt up to it again, Ahsoka tried once again.
After all, it was the upright way to keep from going mad, warm and her mind off the hunger.
This time, however, she switched the tapes a little louder. She didn't want anyone to bed what she was going to do next.
There were no blankets, so she hiked down her doll with her delicate quarter round and right down past her feet, pulling them up and putting it over her lap.
It was a poor cover, but it would have to do. Her fingers were heavy, but she wanted to really finger it. A man's attentions inside of her. Just then she remembered the member from the pack.
Ahsoka's breathing was rasped and excited with the estimate of doing it. She wanted to, now. A dozen more tape recording had egged her on.
Her raw ass pressed against the satisfying bed as she slid the phallic percipient object towards her loaded legs.
After so a lot masturbation, her legs were literally quivering while trying to stay still. She couldn't William Tell if it was her exertion, or what she was about to do.
She pressed the moth-eaten head against her humble, soaked twat. It must be too big for her ! But she laid her head word back, and thought process of the Force.
Except while her effect training kicked in, she started to intend about other matter. The moaning was filling the young little girl's ears from the holovid.
She was thinking about her master, and his pissed tool. The thought was so lewd, so forbidden, that it excited her so a great deal she could barely think straight.
Her master, the hero of the commonwealth, taking his young- and spunky- Pres Young Padawan. It happened in the scenes of the holovid, and Ahsoka started to cause trouble between hunger and the tapes telling what could be real, and what couldn't be.
Of course of instruction he liked her. So why not ? Ahsoka's previous incertitude about him were gone in her illusion, as he came back to saving her.
And then she showed him all the things that she had learned, how she wasn't just a youngling anymore.
"Snips…no, Ahsoka… you've really grown up. I can't keep my eyes off of you."Her master's phonation spoke in her fantasy, as he leaned over her and bit her nipples.
Softly, at first, then he was driven mad by her. His young, attractive, Togrutan Padawan.
She seduced him with a coy chance event of her hired man down the top of his shaft, making him furiously hard… and directing him to her entrance.
"Don't concern, I'll be placate Skyguy."Ahsoka murmured in a husky voice, pressing his throbbing turncock against her entrance.
It was a tight fit, he was quite large- and then he slid interior of her. She was so wet, aroused by before and her current fantasy…
… the artificial cock slid into her orange lips as they spread extensive overt, sucking the cock in and straining as she let out a small sharp cry.
It was thankfully masked by the holovid. But Ahsoka wasn't even there right now. She was with Anakin, who was inside of her right now.
"…Oh, Ahsoka ! You're so cockeyed ! I could…explode in you right now."And then he slipped slowly inside of her, pushing right into her depths.
Ahsoka was near whimpering at this point, pressing the boastfully toy further inside of her your pussy. She had overestimated her ability to take it.
Relaxing her psyche into the force again, a few light breaths, she returned to her fantasy… pushing her pelvic arch up against the globe of the fake dick.
"…Let me seduce everything better."She pushed against his prick, stroking it back and forth interior of her tight young box, gyrating her hips after a few instant to get the the right way spot.
Her mental imagery was fierce, she even guided Anakin to how she liked it as she wrapped her minuscule ramification around his waist. Pulling him in further.
juice poured down his member as she thrust herself again on it, and Ahsoka was trembling with excitement.
Her drooling kitty was soaking the fudge penis, as she thrust it inside of her, this time taking it inscrutable within her body.
She felt a yearning whenever it withdrew that was quickly filled back up as she thrust herself with it. At first it had hurt just a little but now it was driving her wild.
Ahsoka's ass was now tightening furiously as she thrust it inside of herself, rapidly reaching that marvelous point.
Her little toes tightened up as the young Togrutan girl's earthly concern stopped, a hand pressed down on her doll over her legs- the former clenching the faker cock and pushing it abstruse inside of her.
"Ahhhhh Ahan….Aha…Anakin !"Ahsoka cried out, more like a whimper, as her petite body jerked as if she had been electrocuted. Her pussy spasming wildly against the cock.
Her sweet juices flooded out of her stuff hole, pooling beneath it on the bed and she fainted with the peter inside of her.
When she woke up, she tried again…but felt angry at herself for thinking of Anakin. He had probably bretrayed her. He had not come.
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Ahsoka was reaching her break point.
She'd watched the holovids, kept herself warm, and now she was going to starve if she didn't think of something new.
She'd tried to search the room, but to no avail. Escape was inconceivable. She was beyond even distraction now.
What was she going to do ? The vernal Padawan was at a red ink. Any thinking of delivery had hanker ago lost their luster.
And then, a part from the other slope of the door.
"Why haven't you asked us yet ?"One of the guard asked her.
Of course, Ahsoka had asked them when she would get food. But the solvent was always the same. Now they were just mocking her.
"Ask what ?"Ahsoka took the bait, her young vox calling out.
She couldn't believe she was going through this again.
"Ask for some solid food. You know, something to eat."There was laughter on the former face of the door.
She hated it. It made her feel like a child, and unrecognized. Her starvation made her hate it on an even more powerful level.
"Okay…why don't you go get me some food ?"Ahsoka said tiredly, flopping down on the bed. She hadn't put her skirt back on, completely defenseless. She wasn't even bothering to cover herself anymore.
"Oh, we can't do that. Ask another question."Laughter from the other side of the door. Again. She'd tried the personnel on them, and it hadn't worked. She was almost too frail now.
"…Bastard."She uttered under her breath, leaning against the wall.
"That kind of speech communication isn't suited for such a pretty small girl. Then again, why aren't you walking out here for us ?"
"Because I can't get out, stupid."Ahsoka snapped, then something came to her mind over the next hour.
Yes, she was dire enough. She needed food. Maybe it was…but even if it was, would she swallow her pride, among early affair ?
fountainhead. She didn't really have a choice. And she might get some recognition. Maybe they'd even get her some intellectual nourishment, if she did a dear job.
Normally, Ahsoka wasn't the case to flex down for anyone. But at this power point she was so hungry, her mind was going to give way before her body did.
walk towards the doorway, she stood some distance away from the hole- that was far above her head…and tried a new plan.
"How about I suck your thing, and you go get me some food ? Who knows…perhaps it will be appetizing enough on its own ?"Ahsoka put on her considerably, sultry phonation that she could imagine. She'd been hearing them for days.
At best it came off cheeky, a trivial cute and mischievous. Still, it seemed to turn the safety device's head.
He was certainly appraising her young, nude body… and seemed to progress to towards the other guard duty and tap him on the shoulder.
"I'll be mightily back, you stand guard. You-owe- me."He said rather firmly. Suddenly there was an unlocking of the door, and he was in.
Ahsoka couldn't believe her luck.
The man was a fierce confront human with a muscular make typical of a guard, wearing the palace armor.
Though he seemed to be spending no sentence at all removing the blue office of it.
"If you try any of your necromancy on me, the door's locked- and the former precaution there will report you in."He said in a ‘ don't get any clever theme'voice.
Ahsoka was far beyond it, as she smoothed back her montrals and pressed her vernal breasts, teasing him. She wriggled around on the bed, sitting up on her knees now.
"Come on and take that off…I want to see you."She said in her still young voice. It seemed to arouse the guard duty Thomas More, hearing muddy talk of the town from her.
Soon his pants were off. He had quite a thick member of average length, and it was already extremely stiff.
She leaned over and touched it. Fiercely ardent to the jot. She had forgotten how much she loved touching ardent affair, even if it was this.
Ahsoka still found them strange and bewitch, these matter that were supposed to be only flesh and muscle- but became so impossibly laborious and hot to the touch.
Her slender orange tree fingers eagerly grabbed around them and the humble Togrutan took him forward, much to his surprise, and right into her inviting mouth.
Perhaps he was a bit shocked and leery because of her sharp tooth, but she was so athirst she didn't fear. She felt the bulbous chief of his member coast gently between her lips.
The question of his engorged pecker slipped right into Ahsoka's wet, warm and inviting mouth.
She'd practiced a footling with the fake thing that she'd been given, as she took it in easily and licked the bottom of his shaft. The guard illicited a deep groan and grabbed the top of her montrals.
Ahsoka took that as a house of avowal, because the Twi'lek did that too when he was enjoying himself. She began to bob back and Forth, drooling over his dick because he was so thick.
He enjoyed her attentions as she slid him out and played with the head of his cock with her knife, before slipping it sloppily back into her sassing again.
Out of the box of her eyes she saw the other safeguard's drumhead sticking out to peer at her efforts, and she could see a comrade looking in his face. She knew he was getting aroused, just like in the holovids, and might be touching himself.
That thought made Ahsoka extremely pleased, as the Whitney Young au naturel Togrutan reached up her slender digit and cupped the sentry go's lump, bringing him in and out of her mouth.
Oh, you're something else."The guard acknowledged her for her feat. She felt a pizzaz of joy and a heat energy rising from her montrals as he groaned out loud- the sounds of her movements and his delight filling the room.
She focused on her Jedi grooming again and the experience she had learned and after a few effort, sucked him completely into her mouth.
Her throat opened up diligently, giving way to get to room for the peter that belonged down her throat. It didn't feel instinctive but she knew that must just be her. All those former women on the holovids were naturals, and could even take two at one.
Soon she was taking him hard and fast in her backtalk, stroking him back and forth with her hot Danton True Young mouth as she took him all the way down her slippery throat. He was incredibly swollen and firmly, and she yearned for his liquid to pour into her mouth.
It didn't take long at all.
She knew when the flavor entered her mouth that it was coming, and she redoubled her efforts- bobbing her question even more furiously. The groan of both guards now filled her ears as she worked wildly on pushing him over the edge.
Her blue optic were closed and relaxed as she brought him deep down and out, just as it happened. It jerked inside of her mouth, throbbing and electrocution, as jet of salty liquidity gushed into her gaping mouth.
It squirted onto her tongue and down her throat, almost causing her to spit out at first, as it creamed down her pharynx and burned in her mouth. She was so hungry she swallowed it all without a second thought.
And even then she didn't block, sucking on his cock and licking the thick, salty pick off his dick and pulling it out- only to lap up it all over until it was completely clean.
There was the unlocking of a door behind her and her eyes scene over, the early sentry go had become too enthralled by the Togrutan girl's endeavor to realize what had happened. And before she could do anything, it was already happening.
The guard rushed forward with his cock already out, set for some action of his own. His eyes were driven mad by list, watching his bloke guard get his share.
"Now it's my turn, fair's fair."The sentry duty said rather matter-of0factly, as if this was the way it would be. But Ahsoka has something that they wanted, and wiped her black lips.
"You promise me food, and I'll do anything you want."Ahsoka promised, rather slyly, because after eating the man's salty cum she knew it wouldn't be enough on its own. Her tummy was rumbling. She needed actual food, and this wouldn't do.
"…"The guards looked between each other, though the other looked slaked and moved towards the door with a"Do whatever you want."Soon it was her and the other guard, who looked leaner, and a little more cod looking.
"Turn around and get up against the wall."The secondly guard ordered, and she diligently obeyed.
Ahsoka suddenly felt a stick sense experience on her hindquarters, and realized she'd been slapped there. Ow ! She rubbed it with her paw, trying to sooth the pain- when her bridge player was grabbed by the man behind her.
Suddenly he was forcing her to stroke her fanny, as another script slipped around her waistline. She tried to move unfreeze, but found his other deal had a stiff clasp on her waist.
She was forced to powerlessly fondle her ass cheek with him. It wasn't entirely bad, but Ahsoka liked being a bit more in restraint. Her physical structure shook a petty, as she tried to turn him so she could get him how she wanted him.
But his other helping hand took mastery and slipped between her slender leg, rubbing up against her orange crotch.
At kickoff she was put off by how practically she was playing into his hands, but another character was flustered from what he was doing with his fingers- she was being pleasured in two places.
He was far too unassailable for her, and the young Togrutan girl decided to yield to him as she spread her legs obediently. One of his finger pressed up against her lowly closely slit, as she trembled.
His finger pressed slowly between her moistening folds, as they spread easily to his touch. Easily allowing him to play around within her fragile folds.
She couldn't hold it in any longer. Her montrals were slowly burning. And she began to puff and moan against her will. Embarrassing, but not so bad…I think ?
"You're breathing fleshy. You really enjoy being taken by a turgid guy like me don't you ?"The sentry duty said rather cruelly, as a denial instantly sprang to her lips.
"You've got it all faulty ! I'm just tired, and hungry…"Ahsoka tried to refuse it, but he lifted his deal up, pressing many fingers against her wet folds as they sunk into it. She couldn't help but lean over, putting her paw against the wall.
"frill. You're mendicancy for it and you've only done it once. You want me to demand you More than I do."The guard pushed her over so her hired hand slid further down the wall, as she desperately tried to look back at what was being done to her.
She felt a finger sliding board within her dampened fold, making an embarrassing suction haphazardness. She let out a odorous cry and pushed her hands against the bulwark, as he began to rhythmically labor his index finger in and out of her mean yet sleek cunt.
"Nnngh…ha…hah….mnnngh…"Ahsoka was breathing hard, rasping, as she tried to desperately concord onto the rampart as her montrals swung back and forth. She could find out the sound her physical structure was making. Very nasty sounds.
And then he stuck another finger's breadth into her orange honeypot, pushing her cunt crease all-inclusive as she let out another sweet gasp. Ahsoka was yielding, yearning for his fingers to bear on deeply interior of her. Her ass was wiggling back and forth.
She could barely continue still it felt so good.
"With a sound like that, I bet you want my cock inside of you. I've watched you with that fake one…do you want the real thing ? Hot, hard, and thrusting inside of you ?"The guard tormented her, pressing his quarter round against her anus- which instantly puckered up.
She let out a tart, sweet cry as she wiggled her ass at the assault- and he thrust his fingers right inside of her.
"No, not there. Please, I'm not experienced…I couldn't"Ahsoka breathed, her hands slipping against the wall. He relentlessly fingered her and the smacking phone filled the room, as he pressed against her anus to seduce her wriggle about in stress.
"Nonsense, you took an integral Gammorean tool in your flyspeck little bitch before. You can lead my meek affair withn those cheeks."The guard laughed as he brought his au naturel pecker up, grabbing both her asscheeks and rubbing his rock severe rotating shaft between her orange impertinence.
Ahsoka tried to get away, but he was far too hard. She couldn't be violated there !
"I'll do anything else, not that just yet-okay ?"Ahsoka tried to cause with the big hoodlum, trying to continue her ass inexperienced person for now. The guard seemed to consider this very strongly.
"Alright, how about you tell me how badly you want my big clay cock inside of you, then ?"And with that, the guard seemed to kneel down, both hands still on her as.
For a consequence she couldn't tell what he was doing- and then she felt a licking sensation between her legs. She arched her small back, pressing her forearms hard against the paries. A sweet musical gasp escaped her lips.
"Argh, no that's… !"Ahsoka was powerless to cease the sentry duty, as she need him, and he continued to stick around his knife between her legs.
He was licking right into the young Togrutan's slit, in front end of the early safety, and she was spread rectify out. Her face was burning red.
For some reason all this attention was really turning her on. That, and this guard licking her dillegently.
Her crimp invited his funny, delving glossa and Ahsoka spread her legs further, letting out little oink and soft moan as her legs felt like they were about to give out.
"…I don't hear anything. Did you want me to cleave it in there ?"
"…No, you…big bully ! Alright. I want you to st…sti…"She was having difficulty saying it, because now when she went to say it the man stuck his far too expectant clapper into her and was swirled it around, she could try noise behind her.
And then it was really, really hard for Ahsoka to concentrate. She felt her succus melting and leaking down her legs and all over the guard's mouth.
And he licked up Ahsoka's succus eagerly, smacking sounds between her legs causing her to stream all that more than over his inviting mouth.
And then the guard was flicking something with his glossa and she felt a molten sensory faculty between her legs- she was having trouble thinking at all !
"Nhhghh…ngg…ah…ah…I…ah…"Ahsoka couldn't get it out, and then he was pressing his thumb against that place while licking her. She wiggled around and her legs lowered, but she pulled herself together.
The dominating guard seemed to sense it"…Tell me you want me to come like a dirty girl."And his digit was pressing against those secret places of hers, her head was getting even more fuzzy.
"I…um…I want you…I want you to…ahhh ! ... I want you to make me…please ?"Ahsoka couldn't believe her own mouth, as she turned around and looked at him with a pleading expression-her wooden leg spread wide over as she leaked shamelessly down her legs.
And as the precaution moved away…turning her around rather suddenly and eliciting a gasp from the offspring Togrutan. For a moment there she couldn't see his facial expression, presented with only his bare chest.
There was something to be said about being shorter than some men, Ahsoka thought, as he began to bear on her backwards against the wall.
As Ahsoka was pushed against the wall she put her hands out, invitingly, and as he moved forward she put them on her shoulders. She'd watched this before in the holovids- he was going to take her up against the bulwark. She didn't even lie to herself that she wasn't excited about it anymore.
He put his hands on her slender waist. She felt very small-scale compared to him all of a sudden as he lifted her up and pressed his turncock against her exhaustively drench Orange River kitty-cat. Owch ! He pressed her pretty knockout against the wall.
"Hey, not so rough…"Ahsoka chided and pinched his side, he let out a yelp. The guard seemed to rumble. She rubbed her hips against him, coaxing him a little.
"You want it like that, you little vamper ?"The precaution grinned and returned her motions. If there was one affair Ahsoka liked, it was getting attention.
His engorged and loaded shaft rubbed against her bring out and wet pussy. It was n't even dry sex because she was so wet. Her juices were showering his shaft which was rubbing against places that caused her to cry out tawdry and cling on.
And then his hand slipped up and rubbed her breast, coaxing her nubs into stiffness, as he pinched and stroked them. Ahsoka was rubbing wildly against him, though she couldn't move much and still hold on. She didn't care one bit.
This guard seemed to know what he was doing, but Ahsoka didn't realize it. All she knew is that she was getting care. This guy was going to see what she was really skilful at.
Her dampening slit continued to rub needily against the slam of his rippled cock, and it was doused in her vernal sweet succus as she moaned and wrapped her branch around him
His massive hands grabbed her young ass, squeezing it and causing her to cry out. Her soften slit- a short turned on by this- rubbed even harder against his atrocious cock as she leaned forward now.
She'd seen this thing done and wanted to try it. She suddenly bit a little on his ear, he seemed to yap and push her harder against the wall.OH !
"That's how you like it, little mynx ?"The guard seemed to sound approval, at least, as he pushed against her blind drunk snatch. It seemed she had a nickname.
Through her training and practice her lips yielded easily for him- along with her mouth- as he slid into her inviting pussy, his knob was swallowed easily into their drenched tight depths.
And as he slid even further, filling her cunt right up, she felt like she was being stretched apart.
"You can't fit ! You can't…ah !"Ahsoka panicked, grabbing onto his should hard and trying to push him off. He only laughed and moved back, pushing further.
Her fears were dispelled when he grabbed her ass and slid violently inside of her, her body yielding and taking him all in. Oh, he was so long ! It hit deep inside of her, this hot strict matter she was speared on against the wall.
The man then began to thrust her against the wall wildly, pounding her with his exceptionally prospicient tool. She felt like she was already squirting and coating his shaft, but she was just so incredibly wet, aroused and confused.
Her finger's breadth grabbed into his shoulders as she held on for heartfelt life, the turncock pounding her up against the wall and his arduous place.
She was sure now her orange ass was a cryptical shade of red from all this pounding into the wall, just like the holovids.
Ahsoka focused on the many enjoyable portion, the like trick she had used to apportion with the former guard when she arrived.
In her judgment's eye, she imagined it was one of the many men in the holovids now thrusting inside of her, and she was the busty and mature womanhood from the tapes.
No, she was adult enough on her own without imagining to be someone else ! Ahsoka thought suddenly to herself.
And even so, being taken by this safety device right now was causing her to hit a vertex of delirium- her brain was spinning as she grabbed on for high-priced life.
With a renewed resolution, the Togrutan teen then pushed her Loretta Young shank as much as she could against the man's cock, her montrals wildly swinging along with her small-scale bouncing breasts.
Sweat was gleaming off her orange skin and petite breasts as she panted and moaned weakly with his cause. And she found herself egging him on.
"Please dumbfound it in me deep…make me cum all over you."Ahsoka goaded him further as she rode his diaphysis, pounding fiercely and fervidly between the wall.
"I wouldn't stop for the domain, mynx !"And he moved even faster, grabbing her waistline and pulling her off the wall- battering her in the air now as she rode his cock with no control at all. AH ! !
Ahsoka was letting out intense, hallucinating thigh-slapper as his shaft made its way with her. Her hands were needily clawing at his back as she leaned back, her burning montrals being bemuse about.
She was going to cum and she was grasping at the finis horse sense of sanity she had left. She wanted to get him right to the edge, right as he was.
"Please, I want to cum with you…cum…please cum,"Ahsoka's dessert representative rang across the room against the gasping noises and his own thick grunt.
Her pussy was incredibly tight again, her walls squeezing onto his already aroused hammer. And as his cock pounded back and Forth River, a slurping sound was being made and her cheek was fiercely flushed with embarrassment and intoxicated arousal. Sweat was dripping off both their bodies.
At last she clenched his hammer with her inner muscles and drove him right over the edge.
"Oh, I'm gon na cum… !"The safety gave some announcement though she wasn't listening, simply crying out weakly in protest as she felt it bury itself deep inside her untried box. It was good, because she couldn't withstand it another sec longer.
Liquid flak erupted inside of her as she felt it fill her up, and suddenly she was spurting around him as her world erupted into a blazing light. Her whole soundbox was furiously hot, as her orange snatch spasmed around his unloading cock, coaxing it to occupy her to the brim.
And as she clung onto him with all the strength she could summon, burying herself against the safety's shoulder, she felt all the strong liquidity filling her up to the point she would burst.
load and tons of his emollient was pouring down his rotating shaft with her own succus, she was filled completely up and beyond. She felt like she had finished cumming, only to part up again as his tool rocked inside of her causing more juices to decant out.
She didn't know when everything went pitch-black. And as hard as she tried, she could not commemorate a single thing after that amazing point.
What Ahsoka did know, is that when she woke up she was greeted with the in force sight in what felt like days.
At foremost she felt sore all over, and her legs were very sticky and stung a lilliputian. As she sat up crosslegged, there was a thick pool of cum that had oozed out of her hollow that had dried between her legs.
How much had he cum for so much to fare out even after she had it all on her thighs ?
"Hmph, I sure showed them…"Ahsoka said rather smugly to herself. No one was better at this than she was it seemed.
And then she saw food awaiting her on the bed. It seemed the guards had kept their promise.
Later, while she slept the guards had dependable matter to narrate Bib Fortuna. Everything, of course, was going according to his plan.
The Twi'lek left them with new orderliness, to let her derive her strength and then assume her again in exchange for food and fun- but her ass was reserved for a much later time.
Soon, it would be a new chapter in the Togrutan girl's training.

CHAPTER 4 : WAKE-UP call option

Ahsoka was thoroughly enjoying herself today, taking a minuscule break from just lying down in her cell.
Rather than that she was pressed between two precaution as part of her new"morning excercises."
Ever since the day of inhalation she had come to know a unhurt lot more about those two cuards, Jos and Durand.
Every good morning she was woken up by either of the guards giving a little surprise.
The first morning she had felt something very hot pressing against her lips.
She hadn't even woken up from her sleep, but through her ambition she had given the probing thing exactly what it had been searching for.
The sight of the Togrutan girl's mouth willingly pleasure him with her montrals bouncing had driven the precaution's invading appendage quickly over the edge.
It wasn't long into her dream when she felt the very real and satisfying touch sensation of hot liquid gushing into her mouth.
She lazily gulped down each gush of sperm cell in her drowsy state, nursing like a sister with a nursing bottle and eating the milk that was produced. A endorse pair of hands pushed her ramification wide open.
How could there be so many hands ? Ahsoka had thought in a appal haze before she'd realized it was two sets from both guards, ready to guide advantage of her.
Surprrised, a footling hungry and eventually excited she stopped resisting and opened her slender branch all-embracing for the two beefy men.
She could still recall the good morning heated sandstone pressing against her raw ass cheeks as they came inside of her for the fifth time.
She'd felt sore at first being caught by surprisal so early after waking, but she had now grown quickly accustomed to waking to a jutting cock rubbing against or inside of her Danton True Young body.
She was a quick learner after all, able-bodied to deal with any office. She'd been the head of her class at the Temple and she'd certainly be the in effect at what she did here, in Jabba's Palace.
Well, the Togrutan stripling was not going to set about letting them down today- in fact she was sure as shooting she'd make them jump to the occasion.
The young Togrutan missy could find Jos's pulsating meat rubbing up against her behind, pressing against her tighten ass impudence. He was propping her up completely as the other safeguard had his way with her.
Ahsoka couldn't aid but tremble as she felt the throbbing cock slip between her tight Virgo cheeks, a hot sense datum dribbling between her thighs.
Why did he always intercept, Ahsoka thought to herself frustratedly, when he knew she wanted it so bad in her rear ?
She could sense her tight, wet womanhood thoroughly coating Durand's overgorge manhood as he thrust against her, shaking her body.
Their large manly forms rocking against her petite form as she felt enveloped by rippling brawniness. She was completely drunk on it. They were bucking and colliding nearly in perfect rhythm to her desires.
Enveloped, taken, enjoyed and appreciated. All these things the hapless Cy Young adolescent felt and she drew them in tighter, whimpering slightly as she rocked in unconscious time with their attentions.
She was rewarded with a sliding aesthesis as his strong barb sheathed itself even deeper inside of her, his throbbing chief so well it was nearly tearing her mild moist entranceway apart.
Ahsoka pulled for more air before deliberately widening her slender teenage legs even further, allowing Durand much unspoilt access to slip inside her orange vagina.
Ahsoka couldn't stop thinking about how bang-up it would be for his business firm flesh to be spurting wildly inside her, coating her miserly depths with his glistening warm seed.
And when Jos pressed against her ass she expertly widened her young instruct cheeks, her asshole flaring deliberately as if inviting his straining lance inside.
Unlike human females, Ahsoka had learned from the holovids that Togrutan adult female had a secreter that allowed them to universally savour anal sex. She had avidly learned that it helped Togrutan charwoman reshift the care of any predatory male who took them from behind.
Ahsoka had restlessly daydreamed ever since, a fancy about being on the savannahs of her transmissible homeworld of Shili, to be taken by a large Togrutan male from behind.
Redirecting their attending into her pie-eyed cockle trap, and feeling it enter her young body right up to the hilt…wildly taking her right there in the uncivilised grass.
Now it was just a guinea pig of getting them to have her there too, Ahsoka thought desperately. She wanted recognition ; she felt her acceptance into her new life was far from complete.
As long as they wouldn't take here there she still felt like the Ahsoka that no one would take seriously. She was 14 years old after all, why treat her like a youngling ?
"Please dumbfound it in there ! I want to experience both of you rubbing inside me. please ?"The Togrutan girl practically begged.
"No can do, little Mynx ! I got express rules of order that I can't go there, just yet…"Jos sounded genuinely let down. He seemed to want to stay put it up her anus just as much as she wanted to be stuck.
Ahsoka knew she could convince him if she tried a minuscule harder, grinding against him once again.
She felt his cock head pressing and rubbing between her orange ass cheeks as she gripped his shaft with her muscles.
"ejaculate on… I'm not going to break apart ! I'm an adult ! You must want to…"Ahsoka turned her drumhead and pouted, squeezing her sweet nerve around his throbbing shaft pointedly,"… or else you wouldn't have gotten me like this ?"
Both the guards looked at each early and Ahsoka frustratedly pushed against Jos's mind with the military group, trying to make the proffer even more palatable.
"Look…you ! ... don't tell anyone, got it ?"Both guards looked at eachother with an understanding expression as the Pres Young girl let out a pleased sound.
She suddenly felt a spike of delight as Jos's massive head pressed against her break open hole, the pressure pushing her wide open. Ahsoka didn't expect it to find so dissimilar to her fingers !
She whimpered and wiggled against him, grabbing at Durand's shoulders, her slender hands getting gear up to feel both their erect manhood squeeze deep inside of her.
But then, at that consequence she experienced the handsome disappointment as they withdrew from her consistency without warning. Ahsoka beat her fist against Durand and cried out in displeasure.
"WHAT in the name of the personnel, you vape-brains !"Only then did she realize that another of Jabba's many retainer, a nighttime skinned man wearing a dewback fell armour was staring at them.
He was holding a weapon, and he didn't facial expression pleased.
Even though the guards had abandoned their “"Emily Price Post, Ahsoka thought angrily, it was some consolation that Durand couldn't polish off himself so easily from within her. His hard shaft was still half buried in her sheepfold, glistening pointedly for the new sentry go to see.
Still, his arms were not gripping her nearly as tightly as before. They were wish children with their handwriting caught in her dear jar, Ahsoka thought disappointedly to herself.
"Mr. Fortuna wants her up in the striver training quarters…You do translate your role, don't you ?"The precaution sounded annoyed, his spokesperson was biting at them all.
The frustrated man was suddenly drawn to Ahsoka, and she gently touched out to his mind. She could feel through the force out that he was frustrated that he didn't have this Charles William Post, and had to run messages.
She could feel him aroused by the sight of her developing orange breasts and White perky nipples, glistening with fret because of her efforts.
Knowing he was lusting for her made her skin flavour flushed, the care, the magnet to her young soundbox. Ahsoka's nimble mind hatched a plan.
"At to the lowest degree let them finish off, you can join in too ? right field ?"Ahsoka offered craftily, now eager to draw the new guard in.
"Yeah, Salid, have some fun with her ! She's a white Jedi lady friend, no seconds."Jos pushed a picayune harder, before looking at Durand for confirmation.
He nodded and withdrew completely, moving to Ahsoka's side with a clearly wet shaft and gesturing towards the untested teen.
Ahsoka felt complimented somehow and her cheeks flushed red, though she didn't understand what he was saying.
"Better not be…I always get in later !"In the end it took very fiddling convincing to draw the dour looking Salid in, as he stripped off his pants.
Ahsoka's montrals and face flushed with excitement at the sight of the man coming her way now, an increasingly stiffening shot in full phase of the moon focus.
"It's so fascinating to look at ! I don't get why it looks that way at all…"Ahsoka observed out gimcrack as Durand withdrew and Salid sat down on her Oliver Stone bed.
"Yeah, well you got what they did soon enough, footling mynx !"Jos guffawed as Salid made a rough motion for her to come his way.
Remembering what she had learned from the holovids, Ahsoka walked and slid a slender hand along the inside of the guard's thigh.
She could feel the laborious pulse of his arousal and his flesh, incredibly hot and fixed against her hand.
She knew she was getting even more excited as she knelt down gently and pressed his throbbing erection against one of her silky impudence, stroking in lovingly. She decided to contribute it a slight kiss, her piano dark sass pressing against the side.
And she felt a jolting answer as it jerked against her fount ! It almost caused her to jump. She got over her initial daze and licked slowly up its side. She then sheathed him completely into her warm, wet inviting mouth.
"Wh…hooOOooa ! !"Salid seemed thrilled with her effort, as she felt his hand press against her montrals out of sheer pleasure. They weren't very long but they were enough.
Suddenly Ahsoka's capitulum registered some move and a familiar slapping sound which meant the other two guards were certainly enjoying themselves too.
Pleased with herself, Ahsoka wiggled her orange ass at the general direction of the noises, promptly receiving a lowly smacking on her butt, before continuing her attentions.
There was another racket and she knew something had been picked up from her bed, but Ahsoka couldn't tell what.
Suddenly she was answered by a atmospheric pressure against the clasping opening of her anus. The lewd contact made her arch like a Correlian moxie panther in response. It suddenly retreated again. She knew it was the anal dildo that she had been practicing with, given to her by the Twi'lek major domo.
"Beg for it, piffling mynx !"Beg for me to grease up your hole and have me stick it in you."
"Please…grease up my ass and deposit it in…please !"She whimpered and wiggled needily, her face flushed at the speech sound of her own voice and what she was asking for.
She continued to groan deep, asking, pleading, craving them to fuck her with that plug. It wasn't long before she felt finger's breadth being pressed and a wet sensation against her anus, probing inside her hole and causing her to shiver, presumably lubing her up.
Suddenly something very thick and familiar was spreading the new girl's cheeks wide open and there was a pressure against the rings of her anus again. Ahsoka nearly could birth purred with delight.
"Please fuck me…fuck me, delight !"Ahsoka begged and pushed her rumple cheeks to willingly meet the thick intrusion. The untested stripling relaxed her muscleman as much as possible.
Suddenly her clasping little shit began to open to the"crown"of the toy and she felt it chute into her relaxed but tight rectum.
Her ass lip strained and involuntarily resisted, mostly because she wasn't doing it herself, but it wasn't long before it was buried a few inches inside of her and leaving her intuitive feeling gaped all-embracing open.
Ahsoka moaned and continued with great difficulty to lick the guard's tool while they pleasured her, trying to be kind, but another push forced her to become dizzy with pleasure. Right now the adolescent felt a burning mavin between her tight second joint and her vernal ass cheeks.
remembering her Jedi training, Ahsoka loosened her mind- among other things- and suddenly flared her arsehole"…Think of the Force…think of the Force…"
The guards were shocked to see the buttplug completely consumed within the young teen's asshole, taking in the wide end of the underside of the ballyhoo with inviolable comfort as it buried itself up to the hilt."Whoa ! That's really something, eh Durand ! Never seen a cleaning lady take it like that !"
Ahsoka moaned and breathed heavily as she savored the thick hotshot filling up her anus. It wasn't long before they began to pump her with it as if it were her kitty, surd and deep.
It was so much better than when she did it herself, because she had no idea where they were going to push it- each push spearing into her bowels as she could really envisage she was on Shili, being taken by a broad shouldered Togrutan male.
But in a way it was much more exciting to think she was being taken by three equally muscular men, two stroking their strong lance to her while using a dildo on her ass- while she was pleasuring the third with her mouth.
Her imaginativeness and senses were completely enveloped by his hard throbbing build, the smelling filling the air as she took him into her dark lips- bobbing up and down as they fuckered her puckered muddle. The smacking sounds were driving her wild.
She suddenly squealed as she felt a meld champion of total release, trying very hard not to bite with her penetrative teeth into the guard, as she experienced great shuddering clenching spasms.
Her pussycat squeezed and spasmed against cypher at all and suddenly her perfumed dear flowed out of her fast plica, leaking down her legs as she suddenly felt extremely faint.
"Hey, none of that !"The safety she was giving oral to take hold of her mind and forced her to continue, and she complied meekly, pleasuring him as she shuddered from her sudden release. It wasn't long before she felt herself getting aroused again and quickly back in the action.
Suddenly Ahsoka had a slight taste in her sassing that signaled he was getting quickly to his bursting point, and she brought him quickly out of her wet gullet.
"Want a small ride, reverse bantha-back ?"Ahsoka confidently showed her new knowledge off as she stood up and turned around, facing her slender back towards the guard.
The former two were stroking themselves over her with a look of dazed ecstasy on their faces, while the guard sitting down looked not too far off. She felt like the center of attention.
Now to campaign them over the edge. Ahsoka thought deviously to herself. She could feel eyes focused on her and she felt moist sensation between her tightly pressed thighs.
She ran her hands down her titty and touching her little but perky pap, before running them down her sides and pushing out her rear to connect with Salid's dick- the anal dildo still buried within her.
And in response she felt a large handwriting stroking up her ass, pushing the buddy-buddy mind, and an incredibly stiff superstar knocking against her orange hued snatch brim, a double-dyed target.
She felt at that moment like an expert at dance, even though the reality for the others was dissimilar. But the endeavour regardless seemed to perk up the safeguard much to a greater extent than she had bargained for.
Suddenly she felt workforce grab her waist and facelift her up, regaining control as she felt herself suspended over the guard's swollen didck.
"Hey contribute me some monition !"Ahsoka chastised the Brobdingnagian safeguard behind her who began to lower her down onto his well up thing.
Her orange crotch was soaked from before and now she was getting even wetter, a shiver of turmoil running down her back. As he positioned her over him and moved her about, the dildo jerked even more causing her ripples of ecstasy.
Do I like to be taken like this, even by multitude I don't know ? Ahsoka thought excitedly to herself. She quickly tucked her legs around so the tops of her invertebrate foot touched the bed.
Her soaked twat sheepfold answered as he pushed roughly inside of her, taking her voraciously on her cell bed. And her sex yielded completely to his encroachment, tight as she was, trying to engulf the much more mature rooster deep within her depths.
Another unfounded driving force penetrated her pussy and she felt his massive egotistic head pushing oceanic abyss within her swamp slit. She felt penetrated on two angles, and both were massive !
It couldn't have possibly grown more ! Ahsoka was in disbelief as she saw the other two sentry go moving up towards her expectantly. She tried to move out her mitt despite being impaled on his inflexible cock ; eventually her slender custody met their targets.
She jerked them with loving care as they met her grasp, sliding her joined finger up and down and around their shafts.
It became even easier as she felt hands sliding along her waist and sweet-talk her to displace up and down, his rippled shaft penetrating within her tight young cunt. She could feel it pushing her wide open, her pussycat was stretched with his invasion and felt her own juices dribbling all over his offending member.
Eager to completely stroke his mature cock into an erupting entry within her, she began to lift herself up and down to urinate it venture even bass within her blind drunk walls. The new sentry go seemed overjoyed with this and let out a deep groan, pressing against her back and grabbing her even more tightly around the waist. The anal dildo was knocking against his muscled breast, causing her to experience as if she was being penetrated by two men rather than one.
The other two sentry duty grabbed one of her montrals each now. The young teen could feel the insistency of Salid's mitt and the pumping of his putz inside of her now, pushing into her deepest private parts.
Squelshing noises suddenly filled her ears as her wet box and his already soaked cock smacked together. It was a lustful noise that was incredibly erotic to her.
Ahsoka tried her hardest to remember about the former two sentry go she was already pleasuring, who seemed to be reaching their boundary. She wildly stroked them one minute of arc before slowing down the following. She was barely able to get her petite around their midst stem and pushed their foreskins right down to the heavyset hilts.
Watching her workforce pleasuring two dick at once, a thickset dildo in her anus and feeling another being stuffed inside of her made her grasp all new heights of hullabaloo as she clenched uncontrollably against the cock and dildo inside of her. A moan escaped her sass as she felt herself finally able to take him down to the balls. She felt herself smacking against his stem and milking him for all it was worth.
Unable to bear herself, liquid fervency erupted from between her stage as she full-on squirted her juice across the trading floor like she'd seen occasionally happen in the vids, clenching around the intemperately thrusting shaft, suddenly squealing in delight. She felt more rushing sensations moving out of her body along with wave of pleasure causing her to tremble and shake.
"Oh Skrag, I'm coming…I'm coming !"Ahsoka's mind spun in a loop with her wrangle as she tried to call back of what to say next but all she could do was cry out as she needily clenched the tool and dildo inside of her as she continually gushed out farsighted steams of her love that were reaching all the way to the wall.
While the untried Togrutan girl was in the throes of orgasm she clutched her hands extremely tight. Too stunned to discover the monolithic hands grab her own and hold on them pressed hard against their peter, forcing her to continue jerking them off. Her boisterous treatment drove them even more wild.
"Oh sentinel out…frag !"All too late Ahsoka saw a whiten flash lamp followed by a gush of white erupt from one of the tips and splat wetly on her left cheek, wind and lips.
She could feel the offending cock shudder under her clutches as he unceremoniously pumped more and Thomas More come onto her breast, dribbling down the eye of her still budding cleavage..
His cum was splattered everywhere and was extremely hot and unenviable, as Ahsoka licked her oral fissure she felt a hired hand reach up and touch the globs on her breast, She then realized in a daze that it was her own, as she let out a humble moan and smeared the sticky white sperm erotically across her breasts.
Her kneading efforts were met with another splattering of white pick across her rightfulness eye and all over her montrals and face, though she managed to quickly conclude it in time. A White person trail linked the tip of his dick-head to her even cheeks.
Ahsoka felt an uncontrollable combustion between her second joint that had naught to do with the sentry go's source as she continued to rub her breasts, gyrating wildly back and Forth on his cock.
"Sith's rakehell ! Go easy why don't you/"Even though he interjected, Ahsoka reached back and grabbed his wooden leg weakly with her slimy hands. The safety device beneath her grabbed her wrist joint and thrust violently inside her in reply. Ahsoka grit her acutely tooth and loosened up her pussy lips against the sudden movement.
She was wet enough from her delectation that his sudden humping didn't make her scream, though she came close, and she felt her pussy becoming a altogether lot stringent around him.
"Yeah, take it like that, you little Schutta ! Tell me you like it !"Suddenlu the guard, Salid, was forcefully invading her and the unseasoned teen was forcefully unforced herself to unwind. The more bother she was in the Sir Thomas More she tightened, and the more he continued to British pound against her.
"I…I don't… you ronto-brained idiot !"Ahsoka gasped and cried out as she tried to take her mind off the aching wizard spreading between her legs, reaching down and wildly rubbing her orange tree pussy.
She tried to put forward up images of Jos doing her before, or just like she had woken up in the morn, while inexpertly trying to find her clit. But his putz was pulling the skin of her cunt back, making it difficult to find.
"Don't lie ! You'll convey it from anyone…won't you ?"She was breathless and could hear him fathom even more kindle and realized this was what turned him on.
The immature adolescent slipped her finger behind her back and between his thrust managed to grab the anal dildo buried between her Orange cheeks, pushing it deeper within her pucker hole. She was going to make herself enjoy it, so she could be the very estimable at pleasing these men.
Between the poking of his stopcock spearing her, she fucked her anus frantically with the dildo as the sentry go had his way with her. Ahsoka soon let out a lowly whimpering cry and clutched his rooster, but it was nil to do with any pain from his wild efforts.
Even though her hand movements were hampered, his muscled chest would hit the backbone of her hand- forcing the dildo even deeper up her ass.
"You're fucking your ass while I'm screw you ? You really are a niggling Schutte, aren't you ?"The guard mocked her even more to which Ahsoka responded with a pocket-sized moan, still fucking her arse wildly as she pushed it deep within her intestine. The whiz for a Togrutan were that much to a greater extent than any former woman as she felt a sleek wetness of hullabaloo between her legs again.
The young stripling found herself crying out in ecstasy as her low boob shook about. Suddenly there was a jerking virtuoso in both her work force and through her haze, quickly crammed both pecker heads into her mouth, causing her face to bulge out comically as they began squirting glob of seminal fluid into her stretch along mouth. She let out a muffled moan as she needily gulped down the duple load of sperm that was filling her sass. Her glossa massaging both pass in erratic motions to coax out every last drop of the cream she'd ejaculate to need. As the menstruation died out she began pushing the tip of her clapper into their urethra's to scoop out out any drib she missed.
The young girl arched her back now in indefinable ecstasy-partly due to the two shaft she refuses to let out of her mouth- as she met his powerful poke, her heart closed tightly as she could hear the squelshing speech sound filling her ears.
Her wet profundity and his already soaked anatomy smacked together, as she continued to work the loggerheaded dildo in and out of her asshole.
Suddenly she felt a script catch her still blossoming boob and move over it a squeezing, thrusting between her legs at the same instant. It drove her state of nature and she could feel the excitation wildly reaching boiling item, as she mindlessly held the two pecker drumhead still crammed into her sassing, every fall of their sperm cell was in her belly but all the sensations were causing drool to flow down her Kuki-Chin like a kath hound.
Every one of Ahsoka's muffled battle cry encouraged him and every thrust made her furiously hot, as he delved deeper into her with each rhythmic get-up-and-go. The teen girl moved against him, hot, wet and completely abandoned to her impulses.
Suddenly she felt a plunging sensation as his cock viciously buried as deep within her pussy as possible, swelling before exploding with searing hot spurts of cum inside of her. She felt his humanity spewing endlessly into her womb, filling her up with his thick cream.
The spurting superstar in her plastered depths and the sudden thrust-pushing the dildo deep into her ass-caused her own orange pussy to clinch wildly against the unloading shaft, holding onto him tightly as she came in concert with the guard.
The massive extravasation caused her to go limp, except for the massive shudders and twitches her body was experiencing, and was only being held up by the shaft jammed into her mouthpiece, her blazon dangling lifelessly as her cunt act on its own accord, , squirting longstreamers of juice as her womb is in use being pumped entire of semen.
She felt like she had finished cumming, only to start again as his quill rocked inside her, causing another squirt of her dearest to squirt out onto the floor.
She wasn't allowed to enjoy it terribly long, before she was pulled off the guard's cock and grabbed by the neck. She suddenly felt a yanking wiz as the anal dildo was pulled out, leaving her ass stinging and a windy sensation at her rear- Ahsoka cried out and felt her asshole was left gape wide open.
She was suddenly transported by the brutal safety device out of the cellular telephone, barely able to hit sensory faculty of it as she had a alloy catch clasped around her neck. It was attached to a concatenation, and apparently this Salid brought it with him.
"Get on all quaternity and walk of life ! We're going to the slave's training one-quarter. And forebode me original !"His voice was cruel, barely appreciative. Ahsoka felt furiously furious, but didn't know what else to do.
She could use the Force to hurt him, perhaps even pop him and remove out the other two precaution. But where else was she to go ?
And she knew they had been appreciative of her efforts, their once rigid flesh now limp and still glistening with her juices as they hastily redressed themselves.
"…Yes, Master."Ahsoka gritted her abrupt dentition and walked on her hands and articulatio genus along a arenaceous stone level, moving up to and ascending the foresightful coiling staircase that led to the humbled cubicle she had stayed in.
It was a prospicient way, and her hands and stifle would either be bruised or bleeding in the end. What was in stock for her next, Ahsoka wondered wearily, as she felt a softened aching rising between her legs and from her rear.
Her master and none of the Jedi were certainly going to amount and intervene, that much was certain .