Ahsoka Tano's First Dance
Scorpios Riddle woke up in his bed. He stretched with a cat-like grace and yawned. He had had a good night's sleep after yesterday's fun.
Scorpios looked to his left and saw his slave, Ahsoka Tano, who was lying asleep and naked in her cage, which they had moved into his room last night. Now that Ahsoka had submitted to him, Scorpios was letting her sleep with him in his room, though in her cage, since she was his pet. He hadn't let her sleep with him in his bed yet. He wasn't quite ready for that yet. He wanted to sleep next to her and have sex with her. But first, he wanted play with her and train her a bit more.
Ahsoka stirred in her cage. "Hhhmmmm…. She moaned as she slowly opened her beautiful blue eyes and looked up at her master through the metal bars of her cage. "Good morning, Ahsoka," Scorpios said. "Good morning, master," Ahsoka replied, ducking her head submissively. She was a bit cold, being naked and all, except for the metal collar that was still tight around her neck and most likely always would be, now that she was Scorpios' slave. The collar's chain was currently attached to the floor of the cage.
Scorpios got out of bed and opened Ahsoka's cage. He detached the leash from it and then gave it a small tug, beckoning Ahsoka to come out. The naked Togruta obeyed instantly, getting out of the cage and walking up to her master until her naked breasts were almost touching his chest. Scorpios gently touched Ahsoka's face, tracing it with his forefinger and then slowly moving down to her breasts, which he began fondling gently. Ahsoka shivered and moaned as her master fondled her. Scorpios grinned, relishing the feeling of Ahsoka's smooth, soft skin between his fingertips. Then, he leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips. Ahsoka didn't resist.
"Are you hungry, my pet?" Scorpios asked Ahsoka. "Yes, master," she replied. "Then let's go and have some breakfast. And then it's time for some more training."
As Scorpios led Ahsoka away, she could only wonder what more training her master had in mind for her.
After they had breakfasted, Scorpios Riddle let Ahsoka Tano lay down for a while. Then, he brought her back to his playroom.
Scorpios jingled Ahsoka's leash. It was very long and could be extended to about right meters. He decided to have some fun ordering Ahsoka around. He gently stroked Ahsoka's lekku. "Does that feel good, my pet?" Scorpios asked. "Yes, master," Ahsoka replied. His hands went to her naked breasts. He stroked them and then pinched her nipples and twisted them. Ahsoka gasped and winced. "Does that hurt, my pet?" He asked. "Yes, master," she answered, her eyes closed. Scorpios pinched and pulled Ahsoka's nipples until the Togruta gritted her teeth together in pain, but she didn't resist. He smiled, relishing her submissiveness. Finally, he released her nipples and took a step away from her.
"Touch your own breasts," he ordered. Ahsoka obeyed, running her hands smoothly over her own breasts. It felt good. "Pinch your nipples," Scorpios commanded. Ahsoka hesitated for just a second before obeying. She winced as she pinched her own nipples hard. It hurt, but she kept doing it. It was her master's command. "Stop," Scorpios commanded. Ahsoka obeyed and stopped pinching her nipples.
Scorpios had another idea. "Turn around, show me your rump," he ordered. Ahsoka obeyed, turning around so that her master could get a good view of her big, sexy butt. Scorpios stared intently at it. Then, he gave her another command. "Hit your butt."
Ahsoka hesitated for just a second. Then, she obeyed. Slowly, she raised her right palm and slapped her right butt cheek. "Ah," she gasped. "Good girl," Scorpios praised his obedient slave. He smiled as another idea came into his lustful mind. "Tickle yourself," he ordered Ahsoka. "Tickle your armpits for ten seconds."
The naked Togruta's beautiful blue eyes widened. He wanted her to tickle herself? Tentatively, Ahsoka raised her petite hands to her orange armpits and began to stroke them. At once, her own fingers touching her armpits sent an intense tickling sensation through her nude body. "Tee, hee, tee, hee," Ahsoka giggled, but she kept tickling herself. She had to make it to ten seconds, or her master would be displeased.
Scorpios watched gleefully as Ahsoka struggled to keep tickling herself and hold in her laughter so she could keep. Finally, just as the ten seconds were up, Ahsoka couldn't stand it anymore. She dropped to the floor and burst out laughing. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Scorpios laughed at his slave's ticklishness. "Get up," he ordered. Ahsoka obeyed.
Walking away until he was about seven meters away from Ahsoka, he then gave her leash a tug and commanded, "Crawl to me on all fours."
Ahsoka obeyed, getting down on all fours like an animal and crawling slowly towards her master. As she did so, her naked breasts bounced and her lekku swayed. When she reached Scorpios, he gently stroked her montrals. He smiled, relishing her obedience. Then, he gave her a small piece of roasted Shillian mouse. Ahsoka ate it eagerly, like a cat accepting a treat from its owner. Scorpios smiled more broadly. Her submission as his pet made him feel good; warm and powerful.
"Turn around and crawl back to where you were," Scorpios commanded. Ahsoka obeyed, turning around and crawling back where she had been, giving Scorpios a good view of her bare bottom. "Stand up and turn around," he ordered. Ahsoka obeyed, standing up and turning around again to face her master.
Holding Ahsoka's leash tight in his right hand, Scorpios asked her. "Have you ever danced before, my pet?"
"No, master," Ahsoka asked honestly. "Well," Scorpios said. "I think you could be a wonderful dancer. After all, you're already very graceful as a fighter."
He sat down in his chair and gave her leash a slight tug. "Dance for me," he commanded.
Ahsoka tensed. She had never danced before, but maybe her natural elegance and her physical Jedi training could help her.
Drawing on her athletic training, Ahsoka tentatively began to dance, jumping around, stamping her feet, kicking her legs, and tossing her head every now and then. She shook her hips and twirled in a circle. Eventually, she finished her dance with a submissive bow. Then, she looked up at her master, hoping she had pleased him.
For a long moment, Scorpios just stared at his slave. Her dancing had been a good try, but it had not satisfied him. It wasn't elegant or erotic enough. He gave her leash a yank so hard that she was forced onto her knees. "Urgh! OW!" Ahsoka cried out as her leash yanked her metal collar, which pinched her delicate neck. But Scorpios didn't stop; he continued to pull and hold Ahsoka's leash so hard and tightly that she couldn't breathe. Struggling uselessly, Ahsoka gagged and choked, futilely trying to push her slender fingers into the collar to loosen it.
Only when she looked up at Scorpios and allowed her fear to be seen in her eyes did he loosen his grip on the leash, allowing her to breath again. "That dance was a good try, but it wasn't good enough, my pet," Scorpios said, as Ahsoka got to her feet. "Try again, and this time dance properly. Dance for me elegantly, sexually, passionately, like a real slave girl." He gave Ahsoka a few minute to regain her breath, then ordered her to dance again.
Determined to please her master, Ahsoka began to dance less conventionally and more erotically. Calling on all natural gracefulness and her athletic training, Ahsoka spread her long, slender, orange legs and moved them in a series of more complex steps, twirling her slim, naked body elegantly and leaping more frequently with graceful, acrobatic finesse.
Soon, she started kicking her long, bare, slender legs head high and higher, swayed her curvy hips and bounced her busty chest. Sometimes, she raised her arms and brought them down again gracefully. Once, she stopped right in the centre of the room, put her hands on her hips and shook her rump from side to side in a very tantalizingly manner.
Scorpios smirked in pleasure. He was starting to find this new dance very entertaining; he liked the way the naked Togruta swayed her hips, the way she kicked her legs. He was getting aroused, feeling a bulge in his pants. As Ahsoka danced, Scorpios kept a tight hold her leash, which jingled and clinked with every move she made.
Eventually, Ahsoka finished her dance and made sure to strike a submissive, exotic pose on her knees and thrust her busty chest in Scorpios' direction, waiting for his next command.
"Very good my pet," Scorpios praised, smiling and clapping, "you danced perfectly." Ahsoka sighed with relief that she had pleased her master. She smiled. "Now come to me on all fours," Scorpios commanded, giving her leash a slight tug. Ahsoka obediently crawled towards him again, stopping at his feet. "Stand up," Scorpios commanded. Ahsoka obeyed, standing up. She shivered. She was so close to him that her naked breasts were almost touching his chest. Scorpios smiled at his submissive slave, and gently stroked her lekku. Ahsoka shivered in pleasure. Then, Scorpios gave her another piece of mouse. She ate it eagerly.
Scorpios looked deeply into Ahsoka's beautiful blue eyes. "Kiss me, my pet," he ordered. Ahsoka obeyed. Puckering her full, perky lips, she leaned forward and gave her master a deep, passionate kiss on his lips. Scorpios wrapped his arms around Ahsoka and pulled her into a warm embrace, her naked breasts pushing against his chest. He reached between them and squeezed her right breast tightly.
Finally, Master and Slave broke apart. "Now, my pet, let's keep playing," Scorpios said.
On it went all day. Scorpios played with and trained Ahsoka like she was the slave she was now, fondling her and giving her orders. If she did something right or immediately, which she usually did, he gave a tasty treat to eat or a nice, pleasurable touch on the lekku. But on the rare occasions that she did something wrong or obeyed him too slowly, he choked her with her leash, or tickled her, or shocked her.
Scorpios was enjoying this so much. Ahsoka was the perfect slave; quiet, docile, obedient, submissive and loving. She obeyed his every command almost flawlessly. And the fact that she was naked made it even more erotic. She was under his power. He had complete dominance over her. He had succeeded in enslaving the once stubborn, defiant former Jedi. He was her new master. It made him feel warm and powerful. At last, he thought. At long last, my beloved Ahsoka Tano is all mine. Of course, he added to himself, there is one last thing I need to do to fully claim her as mine. But that can wait just a little longer.
Ahsoka on the other hand was feeling smaller and more helpless and feminine than she had ever felt in her life. She was this man's pet, his slave, his property. She was under his power. She was his to command. Her entire body belonged to him. He could do anything he wanted with her, and she would let him. She silently chuckled at the irony of the situation. Not so long ago, she had been resisting him with all her might. Now, she was obeying him without question, like a tamed animal. And the more he gave her orders, the more she liked it. This was where she belonged.
Finally, in the evening after they had had dinner, Scorpios ordered Ahsoka to come close to him again. She obeyed instantly, moving so close that her naked breasts were almost touching him.
Scorpios leaned closer to Ahsoka and pressed his nose against her neck, inhaling her scent deeply into his nostrils. The nude, nubile Togruta's scent was intoxicating, but not perfect. She needed a bath.
Noticing her master's behavior, Ahsoka asked softly. "Master, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, my pet," Scorpios said. "But you need a bath."
Ahsoka's beautiful blue eyes widened in surprise. Tingles anticipation spread over every expanse of her bare skin. She hadn't had a bath in weeks.
Scorpios gave Ahsoka's leash another tug. "Follow me," he commanded. She obeyed instantly, walking gracefully by his side like the submissive sex slave she now was.
Scorpios took Ahsoka to the bathroom. The tub was large and deep. He telekinetically turned on the tap, setting it to a temperature he found warm and comforting, and hoped Ahsoka would too.
When the tub was nearly full, Scorpios turned the tap off. Then, he slowly reached for Ahsoka's neck. The naked Togruta tensed, preparing herself for whatever her master was about to do to her. Scorpios' fingers touched her collar. He looked into her eyes and said. "This will just be for occasions like this."
Then, he unlocked Ahsoka's collar and slipped it off her neck. Ahsoka sighed as the collar was removed. Tossing the collar and leash aside for the time being, Scorpios pointed to the bath. "Get in, my pet. Have a nice, warm bath."
"Yes, master," Ahsoka said softly. Scorpios relished her calling him that.
Slowly, Ahsoka stepped into the tub. She gasped slightly as her naked and slightly cold body made contact with the warm water. Sighing in content, savoring the warmth of the water, Ahsoka sat down in the corner of the tub and looked up at her master, who was watching her with a wide smile. "Is the water nice, my pet?" Scorpios asked. "Yes, master," Ahsoka replied. "Good, very good," Scorpios said.
For a few minutes, Scorpios just stood there, watching Ahsoka as she sat in the bath. Then, the cat-person began to strip himself. He took off his cloak, his T-shirt and then his trousers, until he was as naked as his slave.
Ahsoka Tano's beautiful blue eyes widened as she saw her master naked for the first time. It was an amazing, yet terrifying sight. He was so tall, strong, and muscular, but covered in fearsome scars; long, thin, jagged scars that ran across his chest, his shoulders, his arms, and belly. She knew then that he hadn't been lying when he said she would see worse than his scarred left eye after she gave into him.
Slowly, Scorpios stepped into the tub and sat on the opposite side from Ahsoka. He watched her for a while, then silently gestured with his finger for her to come to him. Ahsoka obeyed, crawling through the water to her master's side. He wrapped one arm around her and pressed her nude body against his. He reached down and gave her naked breast a gentle squeeze. "Ah," Ahsoka gasped. Scorpios smirked, relishing both the warmth of the water and the feeling of Ahsoka's soft, wet, naked body pressed against his.
Then, he pulled Ahsoka to her feet. "Wash me," he ordered. "Yes, master," she nodded.
Ahsoka took the soap and washed her master body. As she did marveled at how strong he was, but also winced at how many scars he had. She caressed his body with her slender fingers, feeling the various scars on his body. She eventually used her own body to rub the soap against his flesh using herself as a sponge as it were. Scorpios loved the feeling of her naked and wet flesh against his own.
"You're turn, my pet," Scorpios said. Ahsoka shivered. She had never been scrubbed by someone else before. Scorpios smiled. He was going to scrub her clean to make sure that she smelled like a flower. He took the soap and ran his hands over her naked body, making sure every part of her body was going to get scrubbed.
Scorpios grinned as he enjoyed feeling Ahsoka's bare, orange flesh on his hands, how smooth her hairless skin was, how her figure was so lithe and yet powerful, how her full breasts felt so soft and squishy in his strong hands as he rubbed and squeezed them. Ahsoka moaned a bit at his touch and Scorpios was glad to see her responding. As Scorpios gently washed his hands over Ahsoka's lekku, she shivered, the head tails quivering under his touch.
Ahsoka moaned out slightly as Scorpios caressed her lekku. As she moaned, she felt his hardening cock slide against her rump. She wondered, with a jolt, when he was planning to put it inside of her. But for now, Scorpios seemed to be enjoying just washing her. And wash her he did.
Finally, Scorpios Riddle finished washing his beautiful slave, Ahsoka Tano. After that, they lay in the warm bath together for a while longer. Then, at Scorpios' command, they got out. Their naked bodies dripped with water. Scorpios ordered Ahsoka to fetch two towels from the rack and she obeyed. The naked and now clean Togruta fetched the towels and handed one to her master, who proceeded to dry himself. Ahsoka dried herself too.
When they were both dry, Scorpios walked up to Ahsoka, moving so close that his broad, scarred chest was almost touching her perky breasts. He looked deep into Ahsoka's beautiful blue eyes and then he leaned in and sniffed her, inhaling her sweet, intoxicating scent deeply into his nostrils.
A broad grin slowly spread across Scorpios' features. He and Ahsoka were both naked and clean. He had tamed her, and got her to embrace her sexually submissive streak. Now was the time to do it. Now was the time to take the final step that would fully make Ahsoka Tano his.
"Ahsoka, are you still a virgin?" Scorpios asked his slave.
Ahsoka hesitated for just a second as thought about her own sexuality. She had had quite a few crushes, both male and female. She had thought about becoming a stripper after leaving the Jedi. Yet, in the four years that she had left, she had never once slept with anyone. Now she was the sex slave of this powerful man who loved her and lusted for her.
"Yes, master," Ahsoka answered his question. "I am still a virgin."
"I see," Scorpios said. That was the answer he had expected. "Well, my beautiful, sexy, submissive Ahsoka, that's about to change."