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Dantooine
Bastila took a deep breath. Though her eyes were closed, she could still sense every lifeform that surrounded her. From the tallest blba tree, to the smallest amoeba. A cool breeze drifted over her face as she meditated, whirling through her hair gently. It had been some time since she had last meditated for purely relaxation, mostly due in part because of the large-scale war that had engulfed the galaxy. Even now, far away from Dantooine, Bastila could sense the dark side growing stronger as the shadows blurred her senses of what the future held.
'All I can do is trust in the Force. It will guide us to victory, I know it will. The Force has helped us get this far and has aided us in acquiring a vital piece in overthrowing Darth Malak.' Using her Jedi senses, Bastila felt a huge well of Force energy reverberating through the jedi enclave. Thanks to the Force bond that connected them together, she could see Vanar training with one of the Twi'lek Jedi Masters, Zhar Lestin. With his newly acquired lightsaber, their blades clashed, Vanar's violet saber against Zhar's blue blade.
Even from all the way across the enclave, Bastila could feel their powerful energies clashing with each other. Though Vanar's abilities were impressive, they were still untampered and his movements were sluggish when compared to Zhar's. She could sense Vanar's frustrations as he lost another duel, but his determination to surpass his limitations outweighed whatever petty anger he felt. With each new bout, she saw him improve and his technique becoming more and more refined, as if his body was remembering how to better wield a lightsaber.
'Vanar…' His name continued circling her mind, unable to stop herself from thinking of him. Her mind then thought back to their time back on Taris, making her body quiver with strange lustful feelings. Though Bastila tried to quell it, she found herself woefully unprepared on how to deal with such intense and passionate emotions. Ever since arriving on Dantooine, she tried her best to distance herself from Vanar. Not out of disgust, if anything it was the contrary, but she had to out of fear of giving into her base human desires.
Trying to remember her jedi training, Bastila remembered the teachings of cutting one's self off from their emotions and passions. 'But is that truly the right answer? What Vanar feels…what I feel…is it actually wrong? Since Taris, I've sensed it…something has changed inside of me, as if a dam has broken and more of the Force has opened up to me.' Once she had felt the sudden shift in balance, the young Padawan had made sure to alert her masters, but as always all the answers they gave were vague and mysterious.
Becoming more and more frustrated, Bastila decided to cease her meditations. She heaved a heavy sigh as she picked herself up and decided to wander about the enclave. As she got up, a few other padawans passed by her and she nodded respectfully to them as they bowed lowly. Though she was the same as them when it came to the ranks of the Jedi, thanks to her Battle Meditation abilities, many of the others treated her as if she was above them. Ashamed as she was to admit it, a part of her was pleased to be shown the level of respect a Jedi master would even though she was not one of them.
'Enough of that. I am not above any of them. I must remember to humble myself, lest I fall prey to the dark side because of my hubris. If I fall, then Rev…Vanar will surely fall with me, and the Republic will be lost to the darkness of the Sith. Perhaps I should go and check up on him. It has been some time since I've seen him with my own eyes…' Bastila bit her lip, feeling that same lust begin to overtake her as she remembered the way he touched her. Groped her. Used her until she was nothing more than a sweaty vulgar mess.
Her body betraying her mind, Bastila turned in the direction of where she sensed Vanar training with Master Zhar. Thankfully, it appeared that the red-skinned Twi'lek was gone as she arrived in the training room. Watching from the doorway, she stood back and observed the way he swung his lightsaber, noting his swift and fluid movements with the blade. Flashbacks of her fight with Revan suddenly surged into her mind, remembering how powerful the Dark Lord was as he swung his crimson-red saber against hers. Revan's attacks were endless and full of fury, almost drowning her in a sea of dark-side energy.
Bastila's heartbeat began to accelerate as a pool of sweat covered her brow. Collapsing to her knees, she heard Vanar do the same and heard his heavy pants echo throughout the training room. "Bastila…" He whispered, startling her at hearing him call her name with his deep and charismatic voice. She watched as he turned to her, finding herself mesmerized by his long dark brown locks, and his hazel eyes stared deep into her soul. 'It seems that he sensed my fear due to our bond. Hopefully that was all he sensed and not the horrible truth behind it…' As she started drawing closer to him, Bastila continued noting how truly handsome Vanar was now that there was no helmet to cover him. A small blush covered her cheeks at her girlish thoughts, but she quickly used her Jedi training to dispel it.
"Bastila, are you alright? I sensed… fear sprouting within you. Was this because of the bond the Force has created between us?" Vanar asked with concern, in both his tone and facial expression.
"Yes, but rest assured it was merely a momentary thing. I have been sensing the dark side creeping through the galaxy because of Malak's increasing power. It is a cause for great concern for not only the Republic, but the entire galaxy as well." Bastila replied, hoping that he would believe her. She could tell that he was a bit skeptical, but she refused to budge on the matter.
Deciding it was best not to pry any further, Vanar relented with a sigh. "I see. Well, warn me next time you decide to go out and sense the Dark Side so I can better prepare myself. I've only been a Padawan for a few weeks after all."
Bastila forced a smile on her face as she nodded. "Yes… of course. I shall be sure to warn you the next time."
"You know you're rather pretty when you smile, Bastila. I much prefer it over your constant Jedi frowning." Vanar teased, earning him said 'Jedi frown' from the Padawan. His grin grew at seeing her fidget and blush from his compliment, sensing her passions begin to rise. Deciding to tease her further, he drew himself closer and brushed the hair out of her eyes, and felt her emotions flare as his fingers caressed her face. "Bastila…" He whispered as he moved his face closer to hers.
'No…no! Don't come any closer! If you do…I won't be able to control myself…' A well of desire nearly overwhelmed her into jumping Vanar's bones then and there. However, Bastila sensed Master Zhar returning and quickly moved away, recomposing herself as he entered into the room. "Master Zhar." She then bowed in his direction as Vanar followed her lead.
"Bastila." Zhar greeted her formally. "Come to check in on our new Padawan's training, have you?" He asked, looking between the two with a dubious stare. "Rather…closely, I might add."
"Forgive the intrusion, master, but I… was simply curious and decided to test something in regards to the bond that the Force has placed upon us." Bastila tried to explain hastily before Master Zhar could become even more suspicious.
Luckily, it seems that Vanar quickly caught on and moved to support her. "Indeed, master. Bastila came to me with a curious idea on whether or not we could sense each other's thoughts. And so we decided to try it out through various proximity to each other."
Master Zhar nodded slowly in response, still staring at the two of them. "I see. And did anything come to fruition?"
Vanar shook his head. "Unfortunately, I could not read Bastila's mind, nor could she read mine."
"I see. Well, it was a valid endeavor even if nothing was truly gained. However, though these are just tests, need I remind you that closeness and emotions between other Jedi is prohibited. I know not of how this Force bond will test you two on this, but following such passions is a path to the dark side." Zhar's eyes stayed glued towards Vanar as he said this. "And I shudder to think of either of you falling prey to the Sith."
"Of course, Master Zhar. We will be wary and will avoid such temptations. The future of the Republic is counting on our success at repelling the evils of the dark side after all. Rest assured that we will overcome such adversity." Bastila quickly agreed, earning another nod from the Twi'lek. Through their Force bond, she sensed that Vanar was not happy to hear her agree so easily. 'I will be sure to have a talk with Vanar about our…rising passions after this. He has to know how I truly feel…'
Ebon Hawk
Nervously pacing back and forth, Bastila tried desperately to call upon her Jedi training to calm her frantic nerves. Soon after Master Zhar had left them, she made sure to tell Vanar to meet her on the Ebon Hawk so that they could talk. It was clear that he wasn't looking forward to this, but what needed to be said had to be said. It was as simple as that. And so she waited for quite some time until she finally sensed his imminent arrival. She then waited until he walked aboard the ship before closing the entrance.
Bastila walked towards the center of the main hold and greeted Vanar. "Thank you for meeting me on such short notice, Vanar."
"Of course, but where is everyone? And why did you close the entrance?" Vanar inquired.
"Canderous has gone off in search of some rogue Mandolorians that have been seen around the enclave, Mission and Zaalbar went exploring, and T3-M4 is powered down."
"And Carth?"
"Carth is doing what all good soldiers do."
"Which is?"
Bastila smirked. "Following orders."
"And is he still suspicious about…well what he saw back on Taris?" Vanar asked with a grin of his own.
"It seems that at least for the moment he seemingly has no memory of finding us in bed together. Whether he's lying or is telling the truth is irrelevant and what truly matters is this." Bastila then grabbed Vanar by his jedi robes and pulled him into a sudden kiss. It was sweet and passionate, however it only lasted for a few seconds before Vanar pulled away from her. "Vanar?"
"Why the sudden change in attitude? First you're all over me on Taris and the Ebon Hawk, but the second we get to Dantooine, all I've gotten is the cold shoulder. So excuse me if I'm a little suspicious." Vanar crossed his arms with a frown.
Bastila lowered her eyes to the floor in shame from his harsh words. "...I know. I realize that I've been giving you mixed signals but you must realize our predicament. You saw how suspicious Master Zhar was of our closeness earlier. If he should relay those suspicions towards the council, then they could potentially exile us from the order."
Vanar scoffed quietly as he shook his head. "Honestly, it might be a blessing in disguise. No offense towards the Jedi, but every single one I've met so far has either been old and codgy or young and holier-than-thou with huge sticks up their-" He stopped, noticing the dull frown that Bastila was giving him. "Erm…present company excluded of course."
"Mmhmm…right." Bastila murmured with slight irritation present in her tone. "Well, as much as I'd like to deny such insinuations, I would be lying if I said that I'd never felt such frustrations as well. However, we must keep those types of feelings to ourselves, for the betterment of ourselves and our connection to the Force."
"Does that include the feelings that we have for each other as well?"
Bastila grimaced and lowered her gaze once more. "Yes-ahh, n-no! I mean...ugh, I don't know. This is so frustrating! Never before have I felt such…such powerful and untamable emotions. When I'm with you, all I can do is look at you. And even when I'm not, I still can't get you out of my mind. It's as if I'm drawn to you…" She then saw as he moved closer to her, which frightened her as she stepped back until she hit the wall behind her. "W-Wait. Anyone from our group could be back any minute!"
"Then we should hurry." Vanar smirked, stroking her hair as he gazed alluringly at her face.
"H-Hold on! I'm not ready yet. Allow me to at least compose myself!"
"Have I told you how adorable you are when you're flustered?" Vanar chuckled, caressing her blushing cheek with the back of his hand.
"Yes, you have. Far too many times." Bastila replied as she stared into his eyes.
"So I should stop then?"
"...No, you should not."
Vanar's smirk grew. "Good. Now be a good girl and kiss me already."
"Oh my…" Bastila swooned and pressed her body onto Vanar's, biting her lip excitedly before moving her mouth closer to his. Her lips trembled as she felt his warm breath touch her face, making her stop in her tracks.
"What's the matter? Is the great and powerful Bastila Shan scared of a little kiss?"
"Of course not. I simply…want to savor the moment is all."
Vanar smirked at her and waited for her to move. Finally after a few more painful seconds of waiting, he felt her soft lips press onto his. Within moments of them touching, her ravenous tongue filled his mouth and obediently awaited to rub up against his. His hand rubbed up against her succulent rear, squeezing it and making her squeal. He swirled his tongue around with hers, making her shiver with lust as he subjugated her body to his will. It pleased him to see the powerful Jedi Padawan helpless as he groped her and toyed with her ass cheeks.
"Such a vulgar body, Bastila, and it's all mine to play with." Vanar whispered into her ear, biting her earlobe as he intensified his squeezes. He smiled as he heard her mewl quietly and shiver against his body, listening to her quiet pants as they became louder and louder. "Do you like this?" He asked as traced a finger up her butt crack, getting a fervent nod from the Padawan. His tongue wrestled with hers as he stuffed her mouth full of it, swirling it around until saliva dripped from their open mouths.
Suddenly a violent tremble surged through Bastila, almost sending her to the floor if not for Vanar's strong grip on her body. He laughed condescendingly as he watched the young Padawan cum from kissing and light foreplay. "I guess the Force is not the only thing you're sensitive too." He joked as he moved to begin fondling her huge breasts, pinching the nipples that were poking through her robes.
"...S-Silence." Bastila panted as her juices cascaded down her thighs, dripping quietly onto the floor.
"Hmm? Now is that any way to talk to your master? I think my little slave needs to be punished." Vanar could tell that Bastila was trying to hide her excitement, but her body betrayed her true emotions as she shivered excitedly. "Strip."
"B-But-"
"Now."
Bastila shivered from Vanar's commanding tone and slowly complied, nodding as she carefully began to undress. She trembled under the watchful and domineering gaze of Vanar and didn't stop stripping until she was left in only her tan bra and panties. The young padawan could feel his stares look her up and down, which only made her wetter. She could tell by his growing smirk that he noticed it too and tried to muster up her usual frown, but it fell apart as her eyes met his.
"Mmm, most impressive as always, Bastila. But as much as I like you in this attire, and most certainly naked, I must admit that I have other preferences. For instance, that little Twi'lek outfit you wore back on Taris has been stuck in my mind for quite some time." Vanar licked his lips as he stared at her heaving bosom that was barely contained from her brassiere.
"I know…I could sense it through our bond." Bastila admitted with a tiny nod.
"So then, where is it?" Bastila fidgeted and looked away, but Vanar pressed her further. "Bastila, tell me."
The padawan looked off to the side and crossed an arm over her breasts, biting her lip as she responded, "I… could not bear to toss it away, though I knew I should have. I hid it away in a place only I know of on this ship."
"Good. Perhaps you should go and try it on, hmm? For old time's sake." Without even having to persuade her further, Bastila nodded submissively and left to put the provocative outfit on. Once he saw her leave the room, Vanar felt himself be filled with complex emotions about his strange newly forming relationship with Bastila. Ever since Taris, whenever they were alone with each other, the strict Padawan would become more meek and submissive. But when they were with others, she receded back into her usual ice queen demeanor. Vanar knew which one he preferred, but still found himself allured by the confident side of the young Jedi. 'If only to see her bend to my will and watch her become more and more depraved.'
Vanar heard her footsteps and turned to look at her and was once again taken aback at how ravishing Bastila looked in the Twi'lek slave attire. But what took him aback even more was seeing the Padawan holding a new collar and chains in her hands. "And where did you find your new toys, Bastila? Last I checked, Jedis had no use for collars and chains, unless I misread some of the old tomes they had me read." He chuckled at his own joke.
"Quite humorous, but you did not misread anything. I found them when I hid this costume down in the brig and I thought it would make a good addition to this ensemble. Shall I put them on…Master?" Bastila asked coyly, tilting her chest to give Vanar plenty to look at.
"No, allow me." Vanar replied, seeing her coyly grin, and levitated the collar and chains using the Force. Moving closer to her, he watched as she craned her neck upwards and attached the metallic collar around it. Afterwards, he hooked the chains around the front side of the collar and pulled on it to see if it worked. Once he tried a few times, he looked at her satisfied. "Yes, I do believe you were right. These are the perfect pieces to add. I think my slave has earned herself a reward."
Bastila shivered at the prospect of being rewarded, knowing how pleasurable it surely would be. She watched Vanar sit down and beckon her to him. Complying with his wishes, she moved to him as he patted his knees and told her to bend over onto them. At first she looked at him confused, but after seeing him frown she hastily did as she was told, lest he take away the prospect of a reward from her.
"Very good. Good slaves do as they're told. They are also rewarded when they are obedient. You want to be rewarded, right Bastila?" Vanar asked, smirking as she nodded.
"...Yes." Bastila said quietly.
"Hmm? Did you say something, slave? You better speak up otherwise I may not reward you at all."
"Y-Yes! I want to be rewarded, please, master!" Bastila begged, shaking her ass to entice him further.
Vanar grinned and began feeling her up, cupping her curvaceous cheeks, and slid the veil that covered her pussy lips off to the side. He then slowly traced a fingertip over her slit, teasing it over and over, as he felt Bastila's shivers escalate. One of his fingers then brushed over her dark black pubes, tickling her, and making her giggle from his touch. As he lightly fingered her, he felt her pussy moisten with fluids dripping out of it and making his fingers sticky with her juices. "My, someone is rather excited."
He sped up the movements of his fingers, causing a loud squelching noise to echo throughout the empty ship. With every flick of his fingers, Vanar felt the submissive padawan trembling on top of his knees. Making sure to also focus on her clitoris, he rubbed his finger over the pink pearl and heard her mewl as another small orgasm rocked her body.
"More… more please, master."
Vanar chuckled at hearing Bastila plead to him, remembering how cold and stern she was upon their first encounter with each other. 'Oh, how the tables have turned.' Using his free hand that wasn't fingering the girl, he spanked one of her ass cheeks, firmly grasping it as she yelped after the sudden slap. He didn't wait for her to respond before hailing another few spanks onto the same cheek, grinning with every pleasured squeal she uttered out. With every slap, he could see her butt becoming redder by the second, but still she didn't stop him and practically spurred him on by shaking her ass in a tantalizing fashion.
"Enough. You've had your fun, now it's time for you to please your master. Get on your knees." Vanar could see the smile she tried to hide and watched as she shakily got off of him and onto her knees. "Take off my pants and be quick about it. Surely you can see how hard I already am." Bastila nodded as he talked, using the Force to drop his pants and pull them off his legs. As soon as she did, his meaty saber flopped onto the middle of her face, making her drool and gaze at it mesmerized by its size. "Now kiss it. Like you were kissing me moments ago. Ahh! Yes…that's a good girl."
Bastila licked and kissed the throbbing shaft, rolling her tongue over it as she traced the pulsating veins up and down. It had been some time since she had felt the pleasure of sucking his engorged cock and tasted the delectable flavor of his precum. She bobbed her head, swallowing his erection as deep as she could muster. All she could go was towards the middle of his shaft, but with enough training, the padawan knew that she would one day be able to fully swallow his cock. With every grunt of pleasure she heard from Vanar, an excited shiver went up her spine. To be able to pleasure him in such a manner, while doing so under the nose of the Jedi Council made it all the more fun.
Feeling his hand stroke her head as she sucked him off made her moan contently, leaning into his palm, and sped up her bobs. More and more of his salty precum seeped out of his slit and was quickly swallowed up by her ravenous tongue. The wet slurps and suction of Bastila's blowjob bounced off the walls of the Ebon Hawk as the metallic chains rattled and clinked against the ship floor. To think that the prized Padawan of the Republic would be so enamored by dressing in such a controversial way. It was a shameful and degrading manner to strut about in, and yet it only made Bastila feel more excited by how much she got off on wearing the slutty Twi'lek costume.
Kissing the tip of his dick and sliding her tongue over the slit, Bastila looked up towards Vanar and made him watch as she slurped up another strand of his precum. She could tell by his shudder that it turned him on to see her acting so vulgar and unrefined. To tell the truth, it probably turned her on even more than him if that made any sense at all. All her life she had been forced to follow the Jedi code and never be anything more than their witless pawn. And even before the Jedi, she was at her mother's mercy, who was a cold and heartless shrew of a woman.
But now Bastila was the one in control. Now she could act however she pleased. Vanar had shown her that back on Taris, even if it was in a rather immoral manner. It was clear that the Force had a plan in store for the two of them, but of what exactly was still unclear. All she knew was that-
"Argh! Swallow it all, don't spill a drop, Bastila!" Vanar grunted, pulling her hair downwards and forcing more of his cock down her throat.
Her thoughts were cut off as his erection spasmed inside her mouth and a surge of semen came spurting into it. Though she should have been annoyed at being interrupted, instead she felt pure joy and relished in the fact of being able to gulp down Vanar's cum. With every loud swallow, somehow she could feel her connection to the Force grow stronger. Shamelessly, Bastila continued sucking furiously up and down his cock, hoping to ingest more of his sperm. Fondling his balls, she felt them contract from within her tight grasp as he continued ejaculating into her mouth.
'Oh, how I adore the taste.' Bastila thought, her eyes glazing over as she allowed Vanar to use her mouth to his pleasure, feeling him thrust over and over into it. That went on for quite some time, feeling his crotch slam onto her face as his balls slapped her chin. It didn't matter to her, however. All she wanted was more of his semen, which she got as more ropes of it spurted down her throat. Some of it unfortunately leaked out of the corners of her lips and dripped onto her milky breasts, marking them for what surely by his next conquest. 'He definitely has enjoyed staring at them. Even when he thinks I am not looking or when I am meditating, I can sense his lustful stares. Sometimes I purposefully breathe harder than I needed to so my bosom would stretch across the fabric of my robes. That always gets his attention…'
Feeling him unload his final strand of cum, Bastila watched as he slid his cock out of her mouth and felt him slap it across her cheek. All of it was surely done to make her more horny and wet. And it worked like a charm.
"For someone with little experience in the carnal arts, you certainly are a fast learner, Bastila." Vanar said as he rubbed his cock over her left cheek, letting her feel it throb and stain her gorgeous face with his seed.
"Well I had a wonderful teacher to guide me." Bastila replied, seductively grinning as her tongue peeked out to slurp up some of the remaining semen from her lips.
Vanar smiled at seeing that. "Indeed you did. However, as much as I adore using your mouth, you have other means to please me. Like those giant breasts of yours, for example. Why, I imagine that you could seduce any manner of Jedi to the Dark Side with them." He dug one of his hands under the metallic cups that held her large bosom and gripped it with a possessive squeeze.
Bastila blushed from the insinuation. "I-I would never do such a thing."
"Perhaps, but that doesn't change the fact that your lewd body is capable of such things. Why, look at me. I've barely begun my training to be a servant of the Light and here I am indulging myself in my primal desires because of you and your insatiable desires." Vanar pressed his penis harder to her face, rubbing it over her cheeks and under her nose.
Bastila shivered as she smelled the stench of her saliva mixed with his precum dripping out of his slit, making her pussy drip even harder in anticipation. "May the Force forgive me for seducing a servant of the Light. But I cannot deny myself of my true feelings any longer. Sex… how I love it so. It's been agonizing having to pretend to be a proper Jedi in front of the council and all the other padawans." She whispered, kissing the tip of his cock as it rubbed over her lips.
Vanar nodded in agreement. "As it has for me too. You have no idea how painful it's been to deny myself the pleasure of you by my side. Your lips, your caresses, your body against mine. This right here is as it should always be."
"Forgive me, Va…Master. I know how painful it was for you as well. Through our bond, your pain was my pain. But, thankfully, we finally have some time to ourselves. To show each other how we truly feel, away from the judgemental eyes of others who cannot comprehend the joy of indulging in their passions."
"Then let us continue, Bastila. Use those breasts of yours to please your master's 'saber.' If you do well, you may earn another reward."
Eagerly licking her lips, Bastila did as she was told and moved her huge tits above Vanar's penis. Slowly, she slid them down and inserted her master's shaft fully between them. She moaned as she felt it throb. Looking down, the young Padawan saw the tip and a few inches peeking out from her cleavage as it continued leaking more precum onto her chest. She failed to stop herself from drooling from the sight of Vanar's powerful cock.
"Cumming again, Bastila?" Vanar quipped as he pushed himself lightly between Bastila's massive breasts.
"Yessssss…oh yes. Never have I ever done something so crude. Feeling your cock between my breasts, it feels so…right." Bastila breathed out, unable to keep from panting excitedly.
"Then don't stop." Tightening his grip on the chain, Vanar pulled her closer to him and hilted his penis from within her soft and pillowy cleavage. Without any more delay, he started thrusting himself into her tits, while using the chain to help his rough pumps. 'I've been wanting to do this for quite some time. Finally, to be able to use these breasts of hers to entertain myself, it is as it should be. With such a body, I bet even those masters of Bastila's have lusted after her. But she is mine. All mine to use as I see fit. I want her…I need her. Bastila…' Panting, Vanar sped up and looked deep into Bastila's eyes as he kept plunging himself between her tits.
Using her hands, Bastila pushed her breasts further together, tightening their hold around her master's erection. She could tell he liked that by the sound of his quiet grunts of approval, as well as his cock's hard throbbing. Peeking her tongue out of her mouth, she slid it over his tip and lapped up more of the precum that seeped out. It was quickly becoming obvious that tasting his semen was becoming a bit of an addiction for her. And yet, she already knew that she would never stop. Regardless of how uncouth or unseemly it was, swallowing her master's cum was an experience that could never be beat. 'It is the solemn duty as his slave to do as he pleases after all.' She thought, feeling her breasts jiggling roughly from her master's harsh thrusts.
"Master, are my breasts to your liking?" Bastila asked with a coy smile, though it was quite obvious to both what the answer would be.
"They're perfect. Absolutely perfect!" Vanar grunted as he continued his thrusts, squeezing her breasts alongside Bastila's hands. "These damned tits of yours are far too tantalizing for your master to resist. You'll have to make sure that you use them frequently for your master's pleasure. Is that understood, slave?" He commanded, earning an fervent nod from Bastila.
"Yes, master. I will be sure to use these breasts of mine to please you. Every day, if I can. I can see how much you stare at them and if my master wishes for it, you can grope them, kiss them, suck them, even thrust yourself into them, like you are doing now. I am yours to command, my master." Bastila uttered, her body rocking with both lust and shame from her words.
Vanar couldn't contain the triumphant smirk at having corrupted the pristine and so-called perfect Jedi Padawan. Grunting, he thrusted one final time as he yelled, "Well said! Then take this as a reward for you loyalty, slave!" Immediately, his cock showered her face with streaks of his semen, glazing it with his thick and syrupy strands. He watched her cover her eyes as he shot more and more of his sperm onto her gorgeous face, marking it as his personal property. While some of it covered her cheeks, other strands shot onto her lips, nose, and even some got onto her hair. But the majority of his cum was embedded into the tight valley of her breasts and she moaned as the warm semen drenched the insides of them.
Once he was finished coating both her face and tits with his thick seed, Vanar left himself lodged inside of Bastila's heaving chest, reveling in how warm and soft they felt. Gasping breathlessly, he toyed with her nipples for a time and listened to her mewl in pleasure as he flicked and pinched them. "Excellent work, slave. As you can see, and most undoubtedly feel, you have pleased your master successfully." As he watched her begin to eat and swallow the remaining semen, he frowned and stopped her with a firm command. "Did I give you leave to clean yourself? I want you to leave my seed all across your face and those breasts of yours, to remind yourself of who you truly belong to. Am I clear?"
Quivering from his commanding tone, Bastila nodded.
"Good. Now then, onto the moment you've no doubt been waiting for." Forcefully, Vanar pulled her up via her chained collar and slammed her face front onto a wall, leaving her leaking backside to him. Using the Force, he levitated her chain to pull her body to him, not stopping until his entire shaft was fully engulfed inside her pussy. He grinned as a screech of unbridled lust echoed from Bastila, filling the empty ship with sounds of their affair. Not wasting a moment, he began thrusting his cock into her, while keeping a tight mental grip on her chain through his own connection to the Force. All the while his free hands fondled and grasped her supple ass cheeks, squeezing them to both of their delights.
Leaning over to whisper into her ear, Vanar grinned as he kissed and licked her ear. "You're squeezing me so tight, Bastila. Like you're afraid I'll slip out and be gone forever. Does my cock truly bring you that much pleasure?" He slapped her rear, groping his fingertips deep into her jiggling flesh.
"Yes! YES! I love it, master. I love your cock! I love how good it makes me feel, so please keep going!" Bastila pleaded as Vanar thrusted into her from behind. She grit her teeth as another orgasm rocked her body, sending her into a fit of convulsions that made her master chuckle amusingly. "Master, I'm cumming! Watch me, watch me cum, please!"
"I could never take my eyes off your beautiful figure, Bastila." Vanar answered truthfully, groaning as he felt her insides coil around his penis even harder. "Does that make you happy to hear, Bastila? That my eyes are on you, and only you." He whispered, kissing her neck as he licked it from the base all the way up to her chin. 'Bastila, you drive me so absolutely wild that I can't contain myself. I don't think I've ever felt this way about another person. Is this because of our bond? Or is this something more?'
"Vanar…" Bastila panted, turning her head to look at him. "...Kiss me, please. I want to feel your lips on my-'' She didn't get to finish as she felt Vanar's lips crash against hers. With every pump of his hips, their kiss increased in passion, rolling their tongues alongside each other as strands of saliva dripped onto the floor. She felt his hands move from fondling her butt and back to kneading her breasts as they kissed, moaning as he gently tugged on her erect nipples. All of this managed to bring her into another state of pure orgasmic bliss, which also made her tighten her grip around her lover's erection.
"Bastila," Vanar groaned, still kissing the young Padawan and stuffing her mouth full of his tongue. "I'm close. You're gripping so tight that I can't stop myself. Should I-"
"It's okay." Bastila cut him off, knowing what he was about to ask. "We don't want to leave any evidence of our coupling. So for the remainder of our time together, please… just cum inside of me." She could sense his inner shock from her request, but she could also feel the excitement he had at the prospect of filling her with his potent seed. And so, with another few thrusts, she felt him unload as much of his cum as he could and spurted rope after rope into her. Her tight walls entwined themselves around his pulsating erection, trying their best to milk whatever reserves he had remaining in his balls. It didn't take long till she felt her womb be filled with his sperm and moaned at feeling it swish around inside of her.
Once more leaning towards her ear, Vanar whispered, "I hope you don't think we're finished."
Grinning lewdly, Bastila looked at him as she replied, "...Of course not, Master. Please keep using me until you're satisfied."
Whether it was the will of the Force or just the unreserved bestial lust between the two jedi, neither felt the urge to stop and continued on with their rutting. They moved from room to room, trying all manner of positions they could muster, all the while Vanar kept filling all of Bastila's holes with his cum. Nothing was sacred to them and no one's room was safe as their sex intensified. All that mattered to them was fulfilling their desires that they had burning inside for each other.
And so they continued…
A few hours later
"Hellooooooo! Is there anybody in there?! HELLOOOO!" Mission screamed as she pounded on the entrance to the ship. "I can't scream any louder than I already am, so someone better hear me in there! Geez, if they were gonna leave, then why lock the ship? Not like anybody is gonna steal it with all these Jedi walking around." She mumbled, kicking a stray rock as she walked back to her wookie pal. "Zaalbar, think you could help out? If there's anybody in there, then they'll be sure to hear your loud roars."
Zaalbar growled in response.
"What? You hear moaning? And what do you mean we shouldn't interrupt? What the heck is going on in there?" Mission asked, watching as her friend began walking away from the ship. "Hey wait, where are you going?! What did you hear in there! Come on, tell me! Zaalbar!" She yelled as she chased after her Wookiee friend.
As the Twi'lek and Wookiee outcasts walked away, Vanar chuckled as he sat back down in the captain's chair. "Glad to see that Zaalbar at least got the message. Heh, you didn't stop sucking for a single second, even when Mission was yelling like a Bantha. Still ready for more?" He looked down as Bastila's mouth was stuffed full of his still erect cock. Her entire face was still stained with streaks of his cum, while more of it seeped out of her pussy and asshole. Right now she was naked, having long stripped off the Twi'lek slave costume, and crouching bowlegged in front of him, sucking whatever semen she could gain from his penis.
Reaching down to her face, Vanar stroked it affectionately, wiping off his cum, and watched as she blushed and smiled, even as she continued slurping his erection. He then tilted his head back and grunted as he ejaculated once more into Bastila's mouth, reveling in her slurps and gulps. Moving his hand, he squeezed one of her tits possessively, which made her body quiver and quiet muffled moans to escape her stuffed mouth. "Mine." He said, looking her straight into her eyes as he said it.
Bastila held their eye contact, slurping the tip of his cock for a few more seconds before popping it out. "Yours."
Grinning, Vanar chuckled in response. He then patted his lap and ordered her to get on top of him, to which she did instantly. "Now kiss me." He ordered her, which she also obediently did instantly, and pressed her lips against his. Deciding to use her ass this time again, his tip circled the rim, and felt her body shiver excitedly against him. Her hard nipples roughly dragged against his chest, making him groan from within their kiss. The amnesiac Jedi then had enough playing around and thrusted his cock straight into her sphincter.
Bastila whimpered as they kissed but didn't stop her master from pumping himself deep inside her asshole. Even as she continued leaking from both her anal hole and her pussy, Vanar didn't stop. Just as he was desperate to fill her again, so was she anxious to feel his sperm inside of her. 'Vanar, I love how you make me feel. So free. So passionate. So horny. Keep making love to me for the rest of the day until neither of us can walk properly tomorrow. Soon we will be free of the Masters' watchful eyes and we can have as much sex as we desire.' She thought as she deepened their kiss, wrapping her arms around her lover's neck.
It didn't take long after that for Vanar to finish into her ass again. And soon after that, they continued their lustful and taboo coupling for the remainder of the day. All the while, the Force bond between them strengthened, and with each successful romp bringing the two even closer to their destiny.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND THAT'S A WRAP! SHEEEEEEESH! Was that steamy or what? Like I said, I had a blast writing this smutty chapter between Bastila and Vanar, and I can't wait to write the next one in the future. Hopefully you all enjoyed it because I sure did.
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