Hey folks, Grubkiller here.
Here's the latest chapter to the Ahsoka Arc.
Hope you enjoy.
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Deal or No Deal
Crossroads! After leaving the Jedi Order, Ahsoka Tano finds herself far away from the life she once knew. Here in the underworld of Coruscant, she meets Jenna Arbor, a streetwise gambler with lofty aspirations, and an old friend, Sienn Ertay, a docile hotel owner.
As she tries to hide her force powers during her short time down in the underworld, Ahsoka realizes not everyone sees the Jedi as heroes, a lesson she only recently learned herself...
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"Here, these should do nicely."
Jenna handed her two new and improved Lightsaber hilts - which were curved and made of a silver metal - and Ahsoka accepted them with quivering hands. She had left her real sabers when she left the Jedi Order. So until now, she hadn't expected to ever again hold quality hilts she had grown up with. She brought one of the sabers closer to her eyes and admired the curved shaped of the silver hilts.
"They're beautiful", Ahsoka remarked, then blushed slightly.
And they came from the person she now most cared about, but she wasn't going to speak those thoughts.
"How did you even get these?"
"Oh, knowing a trick or two in the force is useful when going to the casino. Win big a couple times, invest the money and you'll live quite comfortably. And running into a few of the right merchants does wonders."
"Then how did you end up with debts from the Spice cartels?" Ahsoka asked.
"Well, the equipment I borrowed was quite pricey, and the cargo I carried for them was as well, until I was boarded by pirates."
She then shrugged and looked at the orange Togruta sitting in the middle of the room.
Ahsoka closed her eyes. She certainly needed quality lightsabers, yes, especially if she was going to be fighting against Crime Syndicates who have been operating in the Underworld for far too long.
One by one, the parts of the saber hilts came apart and a veritable swarm of mechanical pieces was zipping around her.
She let go of the orange gems that Jenna had gotten for her - not cyber crystals, as they were hard to get - and they joined the swarm of metal pieces.
Finally, the swarm changed from simply flying to having a purpose. Each part slowly levitated to its preordained place and when Ahsoka opened her eyes, two hilts - one slightly longer than the other - laid in her lap. She picked them up and gently caressed the cool metal.
Jenna, who hadn't said anything during their construction, seemed almost as excited as Ahsoka.
Ahsoka then stood up and ignited the sabres.
Beams of pure Amber shot out of the slender hilts. She swung her new weapons and watched them happily dance through the air - accompanied by the familiar hum and the usual scent of ozone - and decapitating an imaginary battle droid. Ahsoka laughed.
"They're beautiful!", she repeated, then turned them off, "thank you, Jenna."
Her lover smiled.
"Come", Jenna said as she led them out of the room and up some stairs into a larger room, "let's see what you can do with them."
"Like this?", Ahsoka protested.
They were both completely nude. They were comfortable like this, when no one was around. But in the open, in a place where anyone could appear at any time? Ahsoka's heart raced at the thought of it.
The whole point of this 'exercise' was to get Ahsoka to fight while surrounded by 'distractions', and create some for her opponents.
And Ahsoka couldn't help but allow her eyes to travel across Jenna's warm flesh, and admire her assets, including but not limited to her firm, gravity-defying...
Ahsoka blushed and averted her eyes. Was this any time to be thinking about that? Her face turned even redder as she recalled the things she and the her new lover had done to each other and despite herself, her body reacted to her memories.
Still flushed and biting her lips, she turned towards her friend.
"I mean ..."
Of course her lewd glances weren't missed by Jenna who now was grinning and raised her arms above her head, striking a pose.
"Attack me anytime, darling, don't be shy."
Jenna let her hands slide down the side of her head, over her shoulders and under her breasts, then gently squeezed them.
"I'm always ready for you", she breathed and winked.
Jenna ducked and evaded Ahsoka's swords. Jumping backwards, she laughed.
"That's the spirit! Take me while I'm still helpless!"
Obviously enjoying herself, she dodged another couple of Ahsoka's strikes.
"Will you please stop that? I'm embarrassed enough, as it is."
"No need to feel embarrassed, darling", her nimble target teased, "nobody here but us."
Jumping to avoid another flash of amber, Jenna landed behind Ahsoka.
"You could do anything to me and nobody would ever know."
Ahsoka wheeled around and glared at Jenna who had long moved out of range.
"Focus, Ahsoka, focus! I can feel your passion, your desire and the shame you're feeling about them."
She dropped to the floor and rolled to the side to escape another angrily humming lightsabers, then back onto her feet.
"It's wonderful, but it's making you predictable. Calm yourself."
Easier said than done. Her heart was pounding loudly and blood had been constantly rushing to her face.
Ahsoka closed her eyes. What she thought to have known about the Jedi may have been brought into question, but that didn't mean all of their lessons were.
However, she quickly opened her eyes again and brought a sabre up to block a sudden swing of Jenna's.
"Are you brain-dead?! Don't close your eyes in the middle of a fight!" Jenna exclaimed, clearly having much to learn herself about the Force.
Jenna's saber looked almost weightless, but the impact was so heavy Ahsoka was catapulted several meters back.
Taken completely by surprise, she barely had time to notice Jenna was already swinging at her again and jumped backwards.
Jenna proved a veritable hurricane with her sword; each of her strikes vicious and precise, but Ahsoka parried each strike gracefully. But she began to falter when Jenna started using the force on her... assets, playing with her in the middle of a fight. Each of Jenna's strikes started to feel like hammer blows, causing Ahsoka to stagger. This was all fun and games, but Ahsoka needed to teach Jenna a lesson of her own.
Ahsoka weakened her grip on her left saber. Jenna took the bait and knocked the sabre out of her hand, but doing so left her own left exposed just long enough for Ahsoka to sidestep her.
"Got ynh-" Ahsoka said as she started to deliver a kick to Jenna's stomach.
Ahsoka who had swung at Jenna was sent flying by a kick into her stomach and crashed into the floor at some distance. The same had happened to Jenna.
"Very good", Jenna commented. "You've weathered my first distraction... just barely."
Ahsoka slowly stood back up at the same time as Jenna. Her heart was pounding, and sweat trickled down her face, and her muscles screamed at her to relax. This is what she'd trained for years. As a war veteran, this exercise was for Jenna as much as it was for her. In terms of fighting prowess, Ahsoka was way ahead of Jenna. But she still had a difficult time focusing - this was quite different from fighting the mindless battle droids with their easily-deflected blaster shots she had primarily faced in the past.
She had fought deadly assassins before.
But when both fighters were lacking clothes...
Oh well, what didn't kill her ...
Her left sabre flew back into her hand and she ignited it. Without saying a word, she charged at the grinning, gold-haired girl.
Jenna proved quite playful a teacher. She did not attack with violence, but instead by mercilessly pleasuring Ahsoka with the Force, causing her to make errors, and punish them with kicks and punches.
One time Ahsoka was pleasured so thoroughly that she orgasmed in the middle of a fight; and when they finally stopped, Ahsoka hardly felt her body anymore, which allowed Jenna to ravage her tired body.
When they first started these little training sex-, er, sessions, Jenna looked as if she hadn't been affected at all.
But Ahsoka's long years of training, and her getting used to Jenna's 'unorthodox' techniques, Jenna herself was looking worse for wear.
What would have become of Jenna had trained as a Jedi like herself?
After delivering several strikes, Ahsoka used the force to start pleasuring Jenna, which caused her to stagger. But then, this opening allowed Ahsoka to bash the saber out of her hands, and cross her blades near Jenna's neck.
For several heartbeats, they both stood there.
Ahsoka then deactivated her blades.
"So, you're improving", Jenna remarked as she walked over.
Ahsoka knelt down in front of her teacher, but then unexpectedly, she threw herself flat on the training mat floor - her sabers rolling out of her hands - theatrically extended her arms and tilted her head up. She let out a loud, fake moan of exhaustion.
Jenna licked her lips.
She then began to walk over to her orange partner, hips swinging, breasts bobbing.
"Come to finish the job, master?"
She reached down and placed her hand at Ahsoka's chin.
"You would like that, wouldn't you?"
She growled as she bent down to the little orange-skinned Togruta's offering.
Their faces were now less than a hand's width apart from each other. Ahsoka stared into the grey eyes of the girl looming over her, these big bright, yet pale, eyes, and felt her hot breath trickling down her throat and onto her heaving breasts, and making her skin tingle and moisten.
Jenna's presence surrounded her, trapped her, drew her in...
"An easy way out."
So close. So close...
Her heart was beating violently, her breath went wild and she felt dizzy.
Any moment now, she could already feel the white fiend's fangs closing around her neck, sinking into her throat.
Swallow me. Rip me apart.
Jenna's fingers slid down her throat, down her sternum and stopped at her navel.
Intoxicated by the flowery scent of Jenna's golden hair, and drunk from arousal, she let herself fall back and surrendered to the feeling.
"You've grown docile, darling," Jenna mused.
"Have I?"
Ahsoka smirked and leaned further back, raising her arms her arms above her head and driving her plump breasts upwards into Jenna's own. She wanted the warmth they promised, and for them to melt together until they were no longer separate beings.
"I am weak and helpless before you", she theatrically sung, "oh master, mercy! Mercy!"
And Jenna knew. She always knew what was going on inside her head whenever they were in bed... or on the floor... or in the shower... or the breakfast table... and a dozen other places in this hotel, even on a stage of naked female dancers in front of an audience of so many aroused men.
"Fear not, little one", she snarled, "your punishment will be... intoxicating."
Playing along, her lover growled and she started sucking on the hard orange buds, and the wet touch of her tongue sent shivers through the young Togruta's body.
Ahsoka caressed her lover's head. The long hair felt smooth, as always, and running her fingers through the silvery-golden strands gave her a lot of joy.
Funny thing, love.
Love?
She smiled. What a crazy world.
Their relationship hadn't exactly had the most normal of beginnings – and in fact, she was periodically doubting her sanity for having allowed it to have a beginning at all – but she regretted nothing. Jenna, like Lux and Barriss before her, had shown her freedom. True freedom. For the first time in her life, she could give in to her feelings without the Jedi telling her it was wrong, without the constant fear of being discovered. No hiding, no secrecy, no need for lies … all that mattered were the moments they spent with each other.
Ever so slowly, Jenna's tongue detached itself from Ahsoka's nipples and started to sink her fingers lower ... and lower ... and lower still.
The long wet slit between her legs only ever paused to allow the white fingers caressing it to disappear inside her orange body.
When she felt the white lips kiss her montrals, Ahsoka closed her eyes and dug her fingers deep into the soft golden hair above her, bracing herself for what she knew was coming.
"Uh-uh, don't tense up, darling", a beautiful voice reached her through the violent orchestra of her own heart. "It's too late to tense up now."
Jenna gently nibbled on Ahsoka's mons, only instants above her most sensitive spot. The white woman's hot breath already caressed it, bathed it in a massage of hot steam, tickling her skin, driving her wild.
"Let go", she breathed, "let go of everything."
The white woman went down kissed the orange crotch.
"Surrender everything to me."
Ahsoka smiled and loosened her grip on the mat-floor and was quickly rewarded by a short flick of Jenna's tongue across her clit and she bucked. No sooner had she done so than she felt a soft push in a corner of her mind.
Everything.
They had done this before, Ahsoka knew that if she didn't allow for it to happen, it wouldn't. But she wanted it to happen. It was scary, yes, but only at first, then it would be so very wonderful. Slowly, she let go of her mental defences, let go of everything the Jedi had ever taught her about protecting her mind. And with her soul naked before the hungry white beast eager to devour her, she offered herself.
Ever so gently, Jenna's consciousness invaded her own, penetrated her deeper than she ever could have through bodily contact. Ahsoka felt her lover's silvery mind swirl through her own head, surrounding her, trapping her, drawing her in.
"That's it. Now you are at my mercy."
Very slowly, the white head sunk lower one last time.
"I could make you do anything, now. Anything. How does that feel?"
Knowing the truth behind these words, the little Togruta girl shivered in excitement.
In a way, this was a prolonged version of a mind-trick. It required an initial invitation, but now that Jenna was so beautifully deep within her, there was no escape anymore. If she was commanded to stop breathing, she simply would happily suffocate. If she was commanded to kill, she wouldn't hesitate. To allow somebody this deep into your being, let your soul be so thoroughly violated … Ahsoka couldn't help thinking that it should feel horrible. And yet ...
Intoxicating.
"Yes, I thought it might."
Wait, are you reading my mind again?
She felt Jenna's amusement as she replied.
"Silly girl, you no longer have a mind. It's mine."
Finally, Jenna's tongue dove deep into her wet lap and Ahsoka twitched when she felt the hot tongue circle around her long-neglected clit. She gasped, then moaned.
"That's a beautiful reaction. Shall we try that again?"
Stars, yes!
Jenna chuckled.
"Naughty girl."
A soft touch in her crotch started pulsating.
Let me give you what you want, her violator's voice echoed through her – no, their – mind. Does this feel good?
Ahsoka couldn't say anything, she simply gasped and twisted beneath the gentle caress.
Yes … I don't need the force to feel it does, Jenna continued, here, right?
Ahsoka shrieked as pure electricity bolted through her body. Her gasps quickly grew into moans as the nimble white fingers tapped into the very depths of her body and the long soft tongue glided over her little sensitive nub.
Hm … you're ready, her lover's voice echoed, shall I relieve you of your suffering now?"
Ahsoka hesitated. That was their code for "orgasm" during their little escapades.
I asked you a question, little one, it's rude not to answer.
"No", Ahsoka whispered.
Her body was aching from excitement, begging for Jenna to continue her sweet torture, but simply losing her mind to bodily pleasure was unsatisfactory.
"Please..."
She gazed down at her crotch and into the beautiful bright silver eyes and extended her arms, waiting for an embrace.
"... come here to me. Let me feel your body as closely as your mind."
After a moment of confusion, the white woman happily complied with her wishes.
"No 'master-killing-her-slave'-play, after all?", she asked as she wrapped her arms around the expecting teen and let her cool hands glide over the naked orange back.
"No", Ahsoka replied, "not today."
She pressed Jenna closer to her chest, their large breasts smashing together.
"Today, I want it to be just you and me."
Jenna smiled.
"I can live with that", she said, and carefully squeezed Ahsoka's lekku.
She leaned in, and their lips entwined in yet another timeless kiss.
Eventually, Jenna slid one of Ahsoka's legs between her own and began to move back and forth in a slow, rhythmic pattern, grinding herself into the twitching orange girl beneath her. And while she gazed into the hazed blue eyes of her pupil's, she brought up a hand and traced Ahsoka's facial markings with two of her finger.
"Just you, and me", she echoed, "a Togruta and the human that's fallen for her."
Gradually, her rhythm grew faster and more intense. Matching the pattern, Ahsoka pushed her own lower body up into Jenna's and allowed themselves to become one.
After passionately making love for what seemed like an eternity, suddenly, it stopped. Ahsoka's Lekku picked up something that caused her to stop and withdraw her mind from Jenna's.
"What's wrong", Jenna asked the slightly, yet equally frustrated Togruta, but before Ahsoka could answer, the door slid open and in bounced a blue-skinned Twi'lek female with brightly shining pink eyes.
Good after- ... oh!"
Sienn'hra Ertay froze as she saw the two cuddling naked females on the workout mat floor, then quickly looked down at the ground.
"I'm sorry!", she exclaimed and turned around, "I – er … your ship! Thought you should – I mean - in case you wish to ..."
"Calm down, Sienn, it's quite alright. Turn around, its not like you'll see something you haven't seen before, right?"
"Well … last time there was a wall between us", Sienn mumbled as she hesitantly turned around again.
Jenna grinned and got up, thereby exposing their nude bodies to the flushed Twi'lek's shy but naughty glances. Ahsoka – still a bit stunned – completely forgot about covering herself up and Sienn's occasional gazes danced across her skin.
The white grin widened.
"Well, you were saying?"
Sienn took a deep breath before she spoke.
"Thought I should let you know that the finishing touches have been put on your ship." Sienn bowed and turned to leave.
Jenna seemed to brighten up. "Excellent. Let's go see it."
"Very well," Sienn said as she gave a slight bow and turned to leave. "I'll let you get dressed and-"
"Nonsense," Jenna said as she started to walk towards the exit, still fully nude. "I wish to see it now."
"Right now?!" Ahsoka and Sienn exclaimed at the same time. They both looked at each other, and when Sienn began to glance at Ahsoka's figure again, they both blushed fiercely and averted their eyes.
Jenna chuckled. "Yes now. Come on Sienn'hra, your employees know the drill by now. Let's go." She said as she walked out the door.
Sienn and Ahsoka glanced at each other again. Ahsoka looked at her with pleading eyes, and Sienn merely shrugged and followed Jenna. Ahsoka groaned and went to follow.
Maybe there's a chance I'll die of embarrassment.
In the empty main garage that was next to the hotel, Sienn, Ahsoka and Jenna, the latter two still naked, looked at the Modified Nebula-class freighter that took up most of the work space.
Aside from it's usual light gray-silvery design, it had several orange markings painted onto it.
"Aright ladies," Jenna said as she walked up to the ship and looked back at her naked lover, "allow me to present to you my pride and joy. What I once called the 'silver angel', is now called the Orange Fury."
Ahsoka pursed her lips and tilted her head. "Really?"
Jenna was fake hurt. "Why yes, darling. I named it for you." She said as she walked up to Ahsoka, coiling her arms around her torso, and pulling her into an embrace. "And with it we can go anywhere in the galaxy. "Mmmh, and do anything," she said as she slid one of her legs between Ahsoka's, sliding her knee against the orange crotch.
"Hmm, I'd like that a lot," Ahsoka said as she pushed her lips against Jenna's for a passionate kiss.
Feeling like she had overstayed her welcome, Sienn began to back away from the two kissing lovers.
"Well, if that's all for now, I think I'll leave you two to-" Sienn said as she started to bow.
But then an invisible force kept her from moving. Sienn started to whimper when she realized what was happening.
"Hang on a moment, I just had an idea." Jenna said.
Then Sienn stopped, but only hesitantly turned towards Jenna.
"Please", she said, "don't destroy my dress again. I can take it off myself, if you're impatient."
Jenna was confused for a moment, but then she realized what Sienn was implying.
"No! No, no, that's not what I'm talking about..." she said as she looked at her and Ahsoka, and smirked. "...yet."
Ahsoka suddenly felt her head burning. She looked at Jenna, who seemed surprised but highly amused, then back at Sienn, who was heavily blushing and staring at the floor. The memories of a few nights back were still fresh and she couldn't look at Sienn any longer without drowning in embarrassment, so she looked away.
The young Twi'lek must have assured her a thousand times already that she didn't mind what they had done to each other, and although that greatly alleviated the guilt she had felt at first, it did nothing about the profound embarrassment Ahsoka still was soaked in.
"What I was thinking was perhaps we can take this ship and go on a little trip. There's a job out in the Outer Rim that I've been wanting to go on. And the three of us would be perfect for it."
Ahsoka and Sienn shared a look. "What do you have in mind?" Ahsoka asked.
Jenna just ran her hand against the hull of her ship and smirked.
"Mmmmh, you'll see."
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Orange Fury, level 1313.
On the Modified shuttle known as the Orange Fury, Ahsoka walked onto the bridge, having just gotten dressed in the cabin that Jenna had installed for the two of them, relieved to find a closet full of the same wetsuits they'd been wearing. White for Jenna, of course, dark gray for herself. Ahsoka also added silver armor pads to her shoulders, and had protective tan plats hanging from her belt over her hips. Her rump was still exposed to allow free movement. She wore tan metal boots as well
She stood behind Jenna and Sienn, who were making the final take off preparations.
Sienn wore tight brown work pants and a grey long-sleeved vest, which only covered her large breasts, and hugged them quite nicely. Her blue navel and back were both exposed.
"Ahsoka, Sienn, welcome aboard... the Orange Fury," Jenna said, pausing for dramatic effect, before turning back to the control console.
"Hm, I think you should re-think the name," she said when looking at Ahsoka.
"That's what I told her," Ahsoka agreed, not wanting named after her to be associated with anger.
As Master Yoda always said, 'Fear lead to anger, anger leads to hate, and hate ... leads to suffering.'
She then wondered what the Temple looked like now. But she stopped herself. It was unhealthy to dwell on the past too much.
"Just strap yourself in, darling." Jenna said as she pushed a lever forward, powering up the readouts and causing the engines to hum to life.
The engines ignited, and she slowly took the ship out of the garage that Sienn had been letting them use for the past week. When they were out side, the ship slowly pulled into the sinkhole, and began to gently ascend from Coruscant's inner depths.
They rose over the top of the sinkhole, and were greeted by the Coruscant sunset. It was a cloudy day, but the setting sun gave the clouds a purple tint. The orange sunlight's shone through Jenna's golden hair, making her glow orange. Ahsoka couldn't help but be starstruck.
Beautiful.
Galactic City's trademark never-ending traffic was once against buzzing with activity.
Jenna was trying to join one of the traffic lanes when Ahsoka noticed several Republic LAAT/i Gunships entering the viewport. Ahsoka jumped from her seat to get a better look and saw they were close to the Imperial Center for Military Operations.
This wasn't good.
"Jenna what are you doing?" She asked, with slight exasperation. "This is a Military lane, the airspace is restricted."
"Relax darling, live a little."
But then Ahsoka realized that they were flying towards a Venator-class Star Destroyer that was holding position high above civilian traffic lanes.
Sienn was frozen, silently regretting agreeing to come along.
"This isn't good." Ahsoka said.
"Darling, what's wrong? Don't you want to see your old friends?" Jenna teased.
"NO!" Ahsoka exclaimed.
Then the computer terminal began to beep.
"Oh, it looks like we're being hailed. Maybe it's one of your old friends."
"Don't answer that."
"You're right, we're not dressed appropriately." Jenna said.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzip!
Ahsoka looked down and saw that her zip fastener had already opened up her chest, and was already passed her belly button. An invisible force caused the suit to start tugging at her nipples.
"There, now we can answer the call."
"JENNA!" Ahsoka cried as she jumped behind Sienn's chair and started trying to yank the zipper back up.
The same thing had befallen Sieen. Her vest was fully unzipped, the grey top fully opened, revealing her massive breasts.
Ahsoka couldn't help but glance at the still frozen Twi'lek's exposed torso.
"Please pull up." Jenna didn't answer her, and the computer still beeped.
Jenna smirked and reached for the computer.
Ahsoka tried to say something but it was too late.
"This is the Orange Fury," Jenna started as Ahsoka shook her head in her palms. "What can I do for you?"
A voice that Ahsoka recognized answered back, causing her to freeze more than Sienn ever could.
"Have you lost your mind? This is Military airspace. Civilian transports are not authorized to be in this sector. I'll have your star-pilot license for this."
Do we need one of those? Ahsoka thought.
'Eh, probably,' Jenna answered in Ahsoka's mind before she hit the respond button. "I'm so terribly sorry, Sir. I was just teaching my little sisters to fly. And we took a wrong turn. It won't happen again."
'Oh, you're teaching us? That's a real laugh and a half.' Ahsoka scolded in her thoughts.
Relax darling, I'll handle this.
"Who is this! What's your license number?" Admiral Yularen asked, more anger in his voice this time.
Before Jenna could answer Ahsoka used the force to power off the comms terminal. "Jenna, please, I'm begging you. Just get in the transport lane, and get us out of here."
"Oh, fine darling. If you two insist on not having fun." Jenna said as she pulled up and started to fly passed the Star-Destroyer's bridge.
Republic Star Destroyer, Indomitable.
Admiral Yularen, his arms crossed over his chest in a very frustrated manner, hovered over a clone officer who was at the ship's comm terminal, monitoring the transport that had violated Military space. He had just demanded the ship's license number when he heard a familiar and sinister breathing apparatus get louder and louder. He turned around to see a man with long hair and black Jedi attire walking up to him.
The Hero with no Fear.
Anakin Skywalker.
"Who is on board that transport?"
Yularen rolled his eyes. "Oh, just some rookie pilots. Apparently on their first maneuvers. I was just about to send over a detachment to arrest them."
Anakin didn't answer the Admiral. Instead, out of curiosity, he closed his eyes and began to reach out with the force.
He began to sense something.
Or someone.
A presence he had not felt since...
"Should I send a detachment?"
Anakin looked at the shuttle. "No. Accidents happen. Just send them on their way."
Ahsoka looked at the Star Destroyer one last time as a slight tremor in the force got her attention. She closed her eyes to try and see who it was, but it almost felt like she was getting static. Whoever it was, their thoughts weren't easy to read. But it felt dark and unwelcoming. But she decided to ignore the disturbance for now.
When they reached orbit, Ahsoka looked to her gold-haired lover with a stern look.
"Jenna, you still haven't told us where we're going."
Jenna turned her chair to face Ahsoka. Then she gave a mischievous smirk. "Ooh, Sienn, it looks like our naughty friend doesn't like surprises."
She leaned in towards Sienn. Sienn did the same, her still unzipped vest slipping off her large breasts as she did so.
The Twi'lek girl smiled, and Jenna giggled as she glanced at Ahsoka, who rolled her eyes at still being put out of the loop.
"Really?" Sienn asked, sitting back into her seat, her sudden stop causing her vest to fly open again. "How did you ever manage that?"
Jenna punched the co-ordinates in and sat back in her chair. "This is what we've been working towards." She said as she used the force to show the monitor to Sienn. "Take us out, first mate."
Sienn bounced in her chair with excitement, not unlike her chest, and pulled some levers.
I have a bad feeling about this.
"Nonsense, Darling. Now strap in and enjoy yourself." Jenna said as she looked at Ahsoka sensually. "I know I will."
Ahsoka could hear her heart pounding in her chest as the stars began to elongate, and they were propelled into Hyperspace.
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The Orange Fury, exiting hyperspace at an undisclosed location.
Ahsoka jolted as she felt the ship revert to normal space. She stood up between Jenna and Sienn's seat and placed a hand on each of their headrests. She leaned over her lover's golden hair and looked out the viewport to see a massive space storm surrounding them.
A massive, dark gray nebula filled her field of view, and flashes of blue lighting ripped through the never-ending storm. She then saw several direction buoys lined up that led deeper into the system, indicating a safe travel path.
Then it hit her.
"Kessel?" Ahsoka asked. "We're going to Kessel?"
"Of course darling." Jenna said as she turned around in her chair. "After all, this place is owned by the Pyke Syndicate."
Ahsoka's eyes bugged out of her head. "The guys who hired the thugs to harass us? Why would we come here?"
Jenna turned back towards the viewport and kicked her feet up. "Just trust me," she said as she signalled to Sienn to take them in, which she did, and they began their descent into the system.
As they entered Kessel's atmosphere, Ahsoka looked down at the surface, and found a much different picture of the planet than she heard. Instead of fiery, smog ridden hell-hole covered in mountains and valleys, she saw lush greenery covering every inch of the surface.
"This isn't the Kessel that I've heard about." Ahsoka said.
"Looks can be deceiving, my dear." Jenna said. "Now get ready, we're almost at our destination."
Sienn flew the shuttle towards a large, ornate palace, that sat in the middle of the only clearing in the forest she had seen. It was a series of red buildings with golden trims. The central building was block-like, and surrounded by several smaller domed structures, that she assumed were guard towers.
They landed on a landing platform, which had a bridge that connected it to the palace and had two rows of silver-armored guards armed with staffs, facing each other. Ahsoka saw a red-skinned twi-lek male wearing ornate robes walking towards the ship.
"There's our host." Jenna said as she unstrapped herself from the chair. "Let's go meet him," she said as she hit the button that opened the main ramp.
Ahsoka then started placing one of her new lightsabers in a pouch that was strapped to her leg. That's when out of nowhere she felt two hands reach under her arms from behind and begin massaging her breasts, causing her to gasp.
"And I must ask that you leave all Jedi-related items on the ship at all times," Jenna said as she gave Ahsoka's melons one last squeeze, before walking off with Sienn.
Ahsoka sighed and quickly ran to her quarters to put her sabers away.
Ahsoka went to go join Jenna and Sienn at the top of the ramp, which was now fully open, before they exited the ship. The red Twi'lek then finished walking up to the ship.
"Which one of you is Jenna Zan Arbor?"
Jenna stepped forward. "I am."
The Twi'lek placed a fist over his chest and bowed his head slightly. "I'm Kinash Lock, King Yaruba's majordomo. We've been expecting you, we've prepared a banquit for you. Come."
Jenna smiled and gestured with her hand. "Lead the way, sir." She then looked back at her two hesitant colleagues and beckoned them to follow. As they walked forward, she placed her hands on their backs to lead them forward. As her hands slid down to their hips, she said, "well ladies, welcome to the big leagues."
Both Ahsoka and Sienn blushed, but remained tight-lipped as they were led into the ornate palace.
Inside the massive hallways that were supported by massive archways, Ahsoka, Jenna, and Sienn were seated at a large table in a banquet hall, where they were treated to a delectable meal consisting of wine, fried nuna, bread, and various produce.
While conversations continued to drone on between the different guests, Ahsoka and Sienn continued to poke at their plates with their forks.
At the same time, Jenna was in conversation with the King's advisor, who sat at the head of the table.
"So, when is the King going to show up?"
"His Royal Majesty usually leaves matters such as this to me." he said as he swished his wine glass around. "However, if you show yourself to be dependable, you may earn the honor of meeting with his grace."
"I'm sure we won't disappoint. We have a fast ship, and our crew is a well-oiled machine."
Ahsoka blushed when Jenna said 'well-oiled.' It reminded her of the time Sienn used oil to massage them... in the nude. Before they...
Then she caught herself when she heard Jenna's words in her thoughts. 'I'm glad to see you're having fun my naughty apprentice. But you really need to get your mind out of the gutter.'
Ahsoka decided to get serious. "What kind of medicine will we be transporting?"
"The essence of the medicine." The advisor corrected. "You will be transporting three containers of unrefined spice. Upon satisfactory delivery, you will be awarded a full shipment and a contract to transport for us on a continual basis."
Jenna smiled. "Well then, you may want to get that contract ready."
Sienn smiled and clapped her hands lightly, breasts bouncing as she did so. She then leaned over to Ahsoka. "Isn't this exciting? We're working for a king."
But Ahsoka was unamused. "Many things can be made with spice. And they're not all good."
The room seemed to freeze. A tension formed in the room between Ahsoka and the king's advisor. The silence was broken by a zeltron lady servant dropping a tray, before skulking off to the side.
"I'm not sure what you mean, young one. In this time of war our spice is refined into medicine. We've saved countless people across the galaxy." The advisor outstretched his arms. "The Yoruba family has always been a promoter of health and happiness across the stars."
The people at the table began to applaud the advisor's speech. But Ahsoka was still unimpressed.
But the advisor turned to Jenna. "Come Ms. Zan Arbor. Let us load our spice onto your 'very fast' ship."
About an hour later, Ahsoka and Jenna waited on the landing platform, and watched as the ground crew began to outfit the Orange Fury with industrial grade cargo clamps, for carrying heavy cargo. As they watched, Ahsoka still felt unsure about the mission.
"Jenna, running spice is dangerous. Transport ships are always getting attacked by pirates."
Jenna smiled. "Perhaps. But they always go after the larger transports. Obvious targets. They won't notice, or even catch up too, a small freighter."
"But, what if-?" Ahsoka started, before Jenna silenced her with a long, passionate, wet kiss.
After they broke their kiss, Jenna continued to embrace Ahsoka. "My darling. It's going to be alright. After this, we can make our living and explore the stars. We can do whatever we want. Mhhmm," she moaned as she pressed her belly and breasts against Ahsoka's, before sliding one of her knees into Ahsoka's midsection. "Especially each other. And no one, not the cartel, or the Jedi, can tell us how to live."
Ahsoka got lost in her eyes, before nodding her head in agreement.
She was just about to initiate a kiss on Jenna when she broke the embrace with her orange lover and began to walk towards the ship. "Now, let's get underway."
"Hmph," Ahsoka pouted before following Jenna onto the ship.
Jenna then smiled at her as she disappeared inside the ship, and Jenna followed, as the ramp closed up. The ship took off and headed for the other side of the planet.
As they got closer to their destination, the lush green forest turned into barren rock formations that each had a sickly yellowish-brown color.
Ahsoka sat up from the co-pilot's chair to get a better look. "Now this is the Kessel I've heard from the stories."
"Spice-mining has made the planet wealthy, but there is always a price to be paid." Jenna said. "We're coming up on the mining zone now."
The ship flew over the massive mining site, which showed cleanly-cut soil that resembled staircases that descended into the planet's surface. The top 'step' was ringed by a large foundry that mined the spice. It was protected by guard towers which housed guards.
At the bottom of the mining area they save hundreds of humanoid shapes moving back and forth. "Wow, look at all those droids down there." Sienn said as she leaned over Ahsoka's shoulder. "They must use their funds to keep them maintained."
But then Ahsoka looked closer just as Jenna corrected Sienn. "Those aren't droids. They're slaves."
Sienn looked down again in shocked horror as they flew over the hundreds of living beings who hauled their loads back and forth between the mines and the facility.
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Orange Fury, Kessel mining facility.
As the Orange Fury tore through hyperspace along the 20-parsec route known as the Kessel Run, Ahsoka was talking Jenna's ear off about making a deal for the Pykes.
"I can't believe you decided to take a job with those cartel sleemos." She said as the two females returned to their room. "Don't you remember what they did to us. What they did to our shop?"
Jenna, who didn't seem to be listening had drunk some kind of tea with biscuits.
"So … you don't approve of my instincts?" Jenna remarked matter-of-factly. "Darling, I thought you could trust me."
Ahsoka stuttered. "I do, but... don't you think you should have told me that we're transporting spice to the Pykes?"
Jenna dunked a biscuit into her tea. "Why Darling, there's the source of the confusion: You asumed that this spice is going to make it to Oba Diah."
Ahsoka was about to say something, and cut herself off. "You mean..."
"Yes. We're going to go to Oba Diah, and get our money. And then we're going to put this spice to real use. I believe you said something about medicine. I believe the medical industry will pay handsomely for this spice that the Pykes so generously donated to our cause."
There was a moment of silence, then they both started chuckling.
"Sounds silly, doesn't it?"
"Definitely", Ahsoka agreed, thinking of the money they could make. A fresh start, a new life …
Ahsoka smiled, but her smile grew bitter.
"Say … do you think we could leave Coruscant?"
"Hm? Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know … it's just … there are many memories, there, I would prefer to forget. The senate ... and the trial ..."
The Councl's betrayal.
It still hurt, thinking about her masters. The Order that she had given her life over...
Ahsoka shook her head.
"Just take me away. Somewhere beautiful. Somewhere far from the Jedi … perhaps outside the Core? I would love to see the Zeltron homeworld."
"Zeltros?"
Jenna raised an eyebrow, then grinned.
"A bit more on the party side for what I expected from you. Most people would choose someplace more quiet."
Ahsoka blushed and looked down.
"That's beside the point", she mumbled.
Ahsoka's blonde lover chuckled in reply.
"I know, darling, I know. This job should be able to get us off Coruscant without the Jedi knowing and then … just the two of us and the stars."
As Jenna went to put the tea tray away, a smile flickered across the young Togruta's orange lips.
I would like to believe that.
Carefully, Ahsoka folded her clothes and put them into a basket in the wardrobe, then reached for a fresh Pyjama.
"What are you doing, darling?"
Her partner embraced her from behind and snuggled her head into her sensitive lekku. They were both naked, and Jenna's body felt both, cool and hot, at the same time.
"Don't you know what follows a job well done?"
"W-What follows it?", Ahsoka asked, her heartbeat growing louder with excitement.
"A reward", her lover whispered and kissed her lekku.
"Come, my darling", Jenna continued, "I will give you pleasure until you scream for mercy … and then some."
Her face was flushed red, but Ahsoka allowed the woman behind her to gently lead her towards the bed, where she was turned around, kissed and then pushed down onto the soft mattress.
She slid up a bit so her whole body was on the bed and in doing so, bumped her montrals against something.
"Hm? What's that?", Jenna asked.
There was a small rectangular box lying on the bed and a card on top of it. Jenna had crawled on top of Ahsoka, so she was in a better position to pick it up.
"My apology for interupting you the other day", Jenna read aloud, "and signed by 'Sienn'. What's the crazy girl come up with, now?"
She opened the box with one hand … and grinned.
"What is it?", Ahsoka asked. Lying on her back beneath Jenna, she couldn't see into the box, but that grin sent shivers down her back.
Without saying a word, Jenna reached into the box and pulled out a long rubber object. Both ends resembled the tip of a human male's manhood.
"That, darling, is going to make this night very interesting."
Jenna's grin widened.
"See?", she said as she showed it to Ahsoka.
"You mean, it's going inside of me?" Ahsoka blushed deeply as she remembered the incredible night she spent on Shili with Lux Bonteri.
"Inside both of us." Jenna corrected.
She looked at the young orange female beneath her.
"That is, unless you want to do it the normal way?"
Ahsoka looked at the thick dual-ended cock.
She shook her head.
"Y-You are the predator", Ahsoka answered, trying her best to hide her anticipation, "never ask my permission, just take me."
Jenna licked her lips.
"Excellent answer, darling."
The blonde woman reached down and inserted the object into Ahsoka, who moaned in pleasure, biting her lips. Then, Jenna straddled Ahsoka's hips and lowered herself onto the other end, pushing the object into both of them.
As the pleasure toy began to push into both of them, Jenna began to gyrate her hips against Ahsoka's, simulating a man pushing into her and Ahsoka at the same time.
Ahsoka closed her eyes and tilted her head away. She stretched her arms back over her head, gripping the bedsheets. It almost felt as if she had been tied to the bed like the day she and Jenna first met, and the idea aroused her greatly.
Gently, the blonde beast's hot moaning breaths were much closer.
She didn't have time to feel the tingling sensation because the very next moment, a long wet tongue slid in between her lips where it found her tongue and wrapped itself around it.
She fought it for a moment, but when Jenna gently sucked on her lips, she could do nothing to prevent a moan from escaping her.
"Hm … you really are much more docile when you're happy", the hungry woman teased.
There was no time to come up with a witty reply for already, the long rubbery object continued to slam into her and Jenna's nether regions.
Ahsoka arched her back and moaned, but her assailant had other ideas than to get her away with just that. Hugging her at the waist, the white beast started to bury her face into the large, fiery breasts on the helpless Togruta's chest.
"Jenna!", Ahsoka screeched, "I – I can't … I -"
But the soft quivers of her body only spurred her lover on. She grabbed the first thing her hands found – a pillow – and hugged it tightly, then her world turned white.
The heavily breathing weak Togruta teen looked up at the grinning blonde that was looming over her. She had seen the glistening white body many times. The long light-golden hair, the gentle but mischievous face, the soft tits … this time, though, something alien was threatening her; a long floppy, yet firm, toy buried inside both herself and her lover, connecting them.
"You seem ready to continue", she simply stated, and Ahsoka huffed in reply, and her blonde lover started a slow rhythmic pattern with her hips.
"I – I don't know! Th-nh! This is m-making … making it hard to … think."
Ahsoka hugged the pillow she was holding more tightly.
"Why are you holding on to that, darling?"
"B-because ..."
"Doesn't matter."
The devious woman grinned, then swiftly pulled the pillow out of her victims hands and threw it off the bed.
"No hiding from me, no escape – you're mine!"
The blonde woman lowered herself onto the body beneath her and hugged the shivering girl.
"Much better", she commented, "I can kiss you, like this."
And as if to prove her point, she did.
Ahsoka hugged the pale body upon her.
It was scary, still scary, to be penetrated that deeply, filled so completely.
But, she realised as her assailant nibbled on her lips, she was happy.
Again and again, the white hips slammed against the toy, which slammed into Ahsoka, sending a shock through their bodies every time the long blue rubber toy impaled her, while her lover's gentle hands massaged her back and their tongues clashed in an erotic dance.
Embarrassing as it was to admit, she loved this ... and she wanted more.
"This – nh! This is … ah-mazing!"
She kissed the white shoulders in front of her and licked at Jenna's slender neck.
Then quite unexpectedly, Jenna shrieked and started moving her hips faster and with a lot more force.
"This damn – thing! Just … started vibrating harder", she groaned, all further words were replaced by hot moans.
Ahsoka laid there, and took the violent onslaught that mercilessly rammed her deep into the soft mattress. She grinned.
Her mischievous fingers found their way in-between the two of them and she grasped the hard nipples that had been poking against her for quite a while, now.
First, she teased them, gently tugged on them, but soon, she was kneading the with all her might.
"Don't do that, darling!", Jenna screeched, "Not now!"
But Ahsoka didn't listen. She pinched and twisted the little buds and in no time at all her efforts were rewarded.
Jenna bucked one last time, then came in an orgasm that shook the whole bed.
"That was sneaky", she complained weakly, lying on top of the orange girl that had kicked her over the edge and breathing heavily.
"Prey one, predator zero", Ahsoka commented, making both of them grin.
"Do be careful, darling", Jenna replied, heaving herself back up, "the predator's promised you pleasure beyond the point where you beg for mercy."
Without ever pulling the toy completely out of her, Jenna grabbed Ahsoka by the waist and turned her onto her belly.
A soft quiver went through the orange body as the white beast lowered herself onto her and pressed itself against her back.
Nimble fingers slid in-between her and the mattress and cupped her breasts.
"And she intends to keep that promise", Jenna whispered, then rammed the toy back into the orange lust cave where it belonged.
Ahsoka shrieked – half in surprise, half in arousal – as the violent rhythm from before quickly returned.
"Do you remember how we first met?", Jenna growled threateningly, then kissed the softly whipping lekku, "I remember we found a little weak spot of yours."
Ahsoka's eyes grew wide when it dawned on her what her cruel lover had in mind, and though it was pointless, she started flailing.
"Dont!", she pleaded, "You can't!"
"Watch me", Jenna breathed and let her tongue glide across the sensitive lekku, up to where they joined. Instants later, the hot wet muscle slid into the folds there and electricity coursed through Ahsoka's body.
In a last, desperate attempt to keep her composure, Ahsoka bit into the mattress and dug her fingers deep into it, as if holding on to it meant holding on to her sanity.
It wasn't working.
"Yaaaaaaah!"
Finally, she couldn't help it anymore and screamed.
Jenna stopped licking and grabbed her head at the base of her lekku with both hands, instead, and holding her down, she used her thumbs to massage the most sensitive areas on Ahsoka's head.
The young Togruta howled, flailed, twisted, but all her resistance meant nothing in the firm grip of her tormentor. She wailed when Jenna sped up and drove the spike into her faster than ever before.
"See? Doesn't this feel wonderful?"
Ahsoka just moaned, "It – stars, don't! Not … there!"
"Here?"
"Nnah– no!"
The blonde human kissed the violently bucking Togruta on her shoulder.
"Why are you lying, darling? You know I can tell."
She kneaded the soft lekku a bit harder.
"Why don't you just give in? Embrace it?"
"Ee- if I -hhh- do … I'm -nh – I'm going mad!"
The cruel woman chuckled.
"Mad is good. Mad is honest."
The murderous toy slammed into Ahsoka as if it wanted to pierce her all the way up to her neck. And before Ahsoka could recover from the shock, it did again … and again … and again.
"Let's go mad, darling", Arkee moaned.
Mad? Not a problem. Already, Ahsoka's body was disobeying her commands. She was clambering to the bed with all her might and endured the violation of what might just as well have been her brain and the incessant rhythm with which the rubbery cock was invading her nether regions.
She was drooling, groaning, more animal than sentient. Always, the white haze was threatening to swallow her and she was close … so very close to just letting it happen.
But while her mind was still wondering whether she could do so and still retain her sanity, her body had already made that choice for her.
She shrieked as the void swallowed her and everything turned white. And she was trembling, still, when the void returned to their bedroom.
"A wonderful reaction, darling", her lover commented as she kissed the weak girl beneath her on the cheek, "a honest reaction."
"Crazy … woman!", Ahsoka huffed.
Jenna rubbed her head against Ahsoka's montrals, then turned the heavily breathing Togrtua on her back again and hugged her.
"Hmm ...", she hummed, rubbing herself against Ahsoka's cheek, "but you like crazy."
"I – I do, don't I?"
Ahsoka grinned weakly.
"Whatever have I gotten myself into?"
"Oh", Jenna breathed, "just a world of never-ending pleasure."
She leaned in and brushed her lips against Ahsoka's to goad her into a kiss.
"Well?", she asked when their lips parted again, "Are you ready for the next round, my darling?"
"The – the next round?! You're not serious!"
"Still 1:1, darling, and I think I can make you scream even louder."
The horny white beast started to slowly move, again.
"Would it make a difference if I complained I was tired?", Ahsoka asked with a grin.
"None whatsoever."
"And if I struggled?"
"Then we would both enjoy my holding you down and taking you violently."
They looked at each other, both blushing, both grinning. The night was still young and come tomorrow, their bodies would ache from exhaustion. There were still many screams to scream, much pleasure to give and receive and as they embraced and kissed yet again, Ahsoka was thankful that the room was sound-proofed.
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Oba Diah.
As the Orange Fury entered the atmosphere and came in for a landing, Jenna leaned over to Ahsoka. "Remember what we have planned?"
Ahsoka nodded. "Don't worry. I have a trick or two that they don't know about."
They flew through the clouds and saw gray buildings with green lights that were surrounded by rocky mountains. The main building was in the center, and towered over the others. It reminded Ahsoka of a talon, pointing at the sky. Behind it was a large box-like building that looked like a foundry.
a group of 12 armed Pyke mercenaries marched up to the ship in two formations. They were led by two men that Ahsoka guessed was the loading manager, carrying a manifest, and the main administrator, who's headwear was crowned by several golden feathers.
Ahsoka, Jenna, and Sienn walked out to meet them.
As they got closer, the guards formed a semi-circle around the trio to keep them from getting any funny ideas.
"I assume that you had no trouble in delivering the spice from Kessel?" The Administrator asked.
Jenna smiled. "Not at all. It was a smooth transfer. No problems whatsoever."
"Hmm, good. Because if anything were to happen," the administrator said, as he reached out and ran a long, meaty finger along Jenna's cheek, which made her try to move away. "it would have been very unfortunate for you."
He then stepped aside.
"Here is your payment." He said as his fully armored colleague walked up with a case full of credits. Sienn, being the closest, reached out for the case. But the administrator blocked her. "But first, let's see the cargo."
"You don't trust us?" Jenna asked, standoffishly.
The administrator got in her face. "I do not trust anyone who isn't a Pyke."
Ahsoka frowned and decided to give her lover a hand. She subtly raised a hand and reached out with the Force. "You want to pay us our credits and send us on our way."
The Pyke administrator winced. Then he took the case from his friend and gave it to Jenna. "Here are you credits. Now go on your way."
"We thank you for doing business with us, we will leave in peace." Jenna said. She leaned over to Ahsoka. "Fire up the engines."
Ahsoka ran up to the cockpit and activated the engines.
One Pyke was shocked by the whole thing, likely unfazed by Ahsoka's influence. "This is highly irregular. I'm going to make sure this shapes out to our liking."
The administrator continued to stare forward, totally blank. He answered with a very unfocused, 'sure.'
The suspicious Pyke stepped forward. "Give us our spice."
Jenna stopped at the top of the ramp before closing it. "We dropped it off at a different landing pad," she lied. "We were just here to get our crews."
The Pyke signaled to his men to train their weapons on the ship. He then pressed a few buttons that alerted the tower control of the situation.
Jenna ran inside the cockpit. "Hurry up. That one Pyke was on to us. I don't think he was influenced by the mind trick."
"Then let's get out of here," Ahsoka said. "Punch it, Sienn."
Sienn hit a lever and gunned the engines. She looked up and saw several patrol ships hover up from below and surround the freighter. "We've got company."
"Once we get out of here, they won't be able to catch us." Jenna said.
Ahsoka pushed a steering wheel. The engines ignited, but the ship didn't move. It rattled with a loud bang, from an invisible force. "Oh no. We're caught in a tractor beam. We're not going anywhere."
"Not for long," Jenna said as she got on the main gun, and aimed for the source of the tractor beam's energy field. She opened fire and destroyed the device. "GO GO GO!"
Ahsoka hit the engine. But just before that could happen, the Pyke's patrol ships opened fire with ion cannons, disabling the engines. The ship dropped to the landing pad with a loud clang.
That's when they heard the Pyke thugs cutting their way into the ship.
"Well, it looks like we're stuck here." Sienn said as she froze.
Ahsoka held her shoulders and prepared for the worst. "Jenna, don't take this the wrong way, but if they start torturing us... I'm pointing at you."
"Now relax darling." Jenna said as she sat back in her chair and kicked her feet up. "This is all going according to plan."
Ahsoka looked at Jenna in shock just as the Pykes rushed into the ship.
'It had better be one heck of a plan.'
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Well folks, that's the latest chapter.
Hope you enjoyed.
Until next time, this is the Grubkiller, signing out.