The Mantis had been navigating hyperspace for thirty-six hours straight. The hyperspace route that Cal charted took the
Stinger Mantis
across a large swath of the galaxy, making their trip a long one.
At this moment, the ship was on autopilot. BD-1 was on standby at the helm ready to alert the crew of emergencies, though he didn't expect anything to actually happen. His small droid mind enjoyed the peace and quiet that came when his organic masters had fallen asleep. He had always been curious about what they were doing but he had learned from experience to give them their privacy.
THUD
The sound of a heavy object falling to the floor caused BD-1s antenna to perk up. He instantly weighed the pros and cons of investigating the sound. On one hand, if there was a legitimate problem, he would be the first to find it. He could potentially save the crew from a horrible gas leak, or explosion that would've killed everyone had he not intervened.
On the other hand though, the sound could be the result of [REDACTED]. BD-1 hated [REDACTED]. He hated it because he didn't understand it, and he didn't understand it because it was continuously purged from his mind. His computer brain had been riddled with holes that completely ruined his recollection of the past.
He also hated it because it was associated with the witch. The witch had always been unkind and dismissive of him, far more than either the hairy pilot, or either of the Jedi. The young Jedi especially was very kind to the droid and after the death of the older Jedi, the young Jedi was the one he trusted most. But the young Jedi was also friendly with the witch. When the witch started coming around [REDACTED] happened far more frequently. It was so frequent that BD-1 had decided to avoid both the Jedi and the witch altogether. But now that they were on a spaceship together, he was certain there would be more [REDACTED] and he was certain that if he caught it, he would be punished.
After a few seconds of silence, BD-1 Finally decided that catching [REDACTED] outweighed the possibility of saving the ship, and he decided to let it go and focus on the dashboard.
Luke was paralyzed with fear after the noise of the dropped hydrospanner echoed across the ship. He was terrified at the prospect of anyone waking up and catching him sneaking into Ahsoka's room.
The Mantis had two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a bunk next to the workshop at the back of the ship near the engine. Cal and Merrin had taken one of the bedrooms for themselves, Ahsoka took the other, Kata slept on the couch near the entrance, and Luke had officially agreed to sleep on the bunk at the back. Unofficially however, he planned to spend the night with Ahsoka. He knew that if he was caught, he would be involved in a wide variety of questions and arguments that he wanted to avoid so he planned to keep everything a secret.
After a few seconds of silence, he figured that he was in the clear and slowly opened her door.
He was greeted by the sultry Togruta under the room's dim reddish light. She was lying on her bed, with her fine, silk sheets hugging her body in a way that enhanced her feminine curves. She smiled broadly as she looked at him, lust in her eyes and teeth on her lips.
"Padawan." She spoke softly. "It's time for instruction." She flung the sheet off of her revealing her beautiful naked body. Luke rapidly took off his own clothes in preparation for the evening. He was nervous and excited all at once and practically lept in bed with her. "I see you're eager to learn as always. I like that about you." She gently caressed his face, and continued speaking "First order of business, you remember the favor I did for you after your fight with Kata?"
"Yeah." Luke remembered the blowjob she had secretly given him in the palace on Tanalorr. It was here that she said he shouldn't reveal the true nature of their relationship as she didn't know how the others would react. They took a major risk in doing that but he was so overwhelmed by his arousal that he couldn't help himself. Ahsoka had done an excellent job massaging his shaft with her lips and polishing his glans with her tongue that his semen exploded out of him in a matter of seconds. The fact she swallowed every drop made him feel absolutely captivated by her in that moment. The risk of getting caught enhanced his pleasure then as it did now. "That was great."
"Well now, you're going to pay me back. It's only fair." She opened her legs, presenting her glistening pussy, ready for consumption. Luke began to jump in, but Ahsoka grabbed his hair at the last moment. "Whoa! Slow down there tiger. You have to build up to the climax to get the best results."
"You didn't complain during our night on Koboh." Luke reminded her.
"Koboh was a practice run. I wanted to see how good you are in bed."
"How did I do?"
"Not bad, but far short of greatness. Your lovemaking skills are just like your dueling skills. You're focused, you're passionate, but you're unrefined. You need a lot of training and practice to master the bedroom, young Skywalker."
"I see." Luke tempered his excitement in order to better please his master. "How should I start?"
"Kiss the insides of my thighs first." Luke did so. Taking extra care to be slow and careful with the process. Ahsoka began to moan and rubbed Luke's scalp as he went to work. "You're so gentle. Now move towards my slit, carefully, and lick the outside." Luke did as she asked. His tongue explored her pussy, tasting her sweet juices as he did so. He was enjoying himself so much, he ignored her earlier instructions and decided to bury his tongue all the way into her vagina, putting his lips around her clit. "Hey I said-Oh Wow!" Ahsoka felt waves of pleasure ripping through her. She realized that she may have underestimated her apprentice. She grabbed his head in both of her hands and began grinding his mouth, careful not to disrupt his own movements. She started breathing more heavily which turned into moans and began to evolve into screams. Hearing this, Luke suddenly stopped and jumped towards her, putting his hand on her mouth.
"Master, they're gonna hear you!" Luke was being proactive about avoiding suspicion.
"Don't worry about that." Ahsoka replied, after prying his hand from her mouth. "I already tested the walls, they're completely soundproof." She then began gently massaging his hand, noticing its subtle mechanical qualities. "This is a pretty nice prosthetic, they did a good job. It's waterproof right?" Luke instantly knew why she was asking, and positioned himself beside her and began caressing her body with his hand. Playing with her nipples first, then moving downwards across her beautiful stomach. He took care to circle her belly button with his fingers a couple of times before plunging his mechanical fingers into her lower lips. Sensing his diligence in completing the task of pleasuring her, she decided to reciprocate. She licked her thumb and started rubbing the tip of his hard penis.
After a few minutes of massaging her G-spot, Luke finally managed to bring her to orgasm. Ahsoka rewarded him with playful love bites on his arms and shoulders before nuzzling her forehead to his.
"How are you feeling padawan?" She asked him.
"Good." Luke told her. But he was a fool to think he could hide his feelings from a Jedi master.
"Don't lie to me. I sense the fear in you. And the guilt." Luke sat up and stared at the wall, knees to his chest.
"You're wrong to put your faith in me." Luke told her. "I've felt your thoughts just as you've felt mine. I'm not the man you think I am. I'm barely a man at all."
"Trust me you're definitely a man." Ahsoka said, jumping up to sit next to him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "I've made sure of that."
"But I can't help everyone. So many people have suffered and died because of me, most of them didn't even do anything to deserve it."
"That's how war is. You can't make yourself responsible for every life, It'll drive you crazy. Trust me, I've been down that path before. You need to focus on achieving victory, first over yourself, and then for the entire galaxy."
"But what if I lose?"
"Then we'll all be doomed. But that's going to happen anyway without you even being involved. Cal and I have agreed to help you because we think you're the best chance to destroy the Empire, just as Obi-Wan and Yoda do. If we're wrong, that's on us. We've had our share of failures too. We have to persist in order to win. That means enduring many failures." Ahsoka pushed Luke back onto his back and put his face in her hand. "Now padawan, tell me. Where is the force?"
"It's everywhere. It's within me and around me." He replied. Ahsoka wrapped herself around him, with one hand on his ass.
"Exactly. It's just like me. I'm all around you. And I'm within you as well." Without warning Ahsoka put two fingers in his anus and stimulated his prostate. Luke gasped as the intense orgasm rippled through his body. "How do you feel now?"
"Amazing." He told her. This time he wasn't lying. "I love you Master."
"I love you too, big boy." Ahsoka said. And the two of them cuddled throughout the night.
"You've been a terrible husband." Merrin began. She was wearing the high quality leather bondage gear she had bought to impress her husband.
She looked over to his prone form on the bed. He was naked and blindfolded, with beskar chains wrapped around his wrists and ankles. These were just a few of the many instruments Merrin had brought with her along with vibratory, dildos lubes and other miscellaneous things that the two of them used to enhance their sexual pleasure. Her greatest tool however, was her magic which was a major enhancement in and of itself. At the moment she was using it psychologically. Cal's mind was racing with all manner of intrusive and painful thoughts as she spoke to him. Merrin continued speaking.
"You were going to leave on a dangerous mission without even saying goodbye. How do you think I would have felt if I learned you died on some backwater planet."
"I would not have died like that." Cal spat out in between pained breaths. "You know me. Im a survivor. We both are."
"The droid said this would probably be your last mission."
"You can understand him?" That remark earned Cal a slap in the face. He winced, but he knew that if he could handle being swiped by a rancor, this wasn't going to kill him. "I was trying to protect you. Is it a crime to try and protect my wife?"
"I don't need protection, you Jedi dog." She said as she lit a ball of fire in her hand. "But it is you, who needs protection from me." With that, she put her searing palm on Cal's stomach, branding him as hers. This was the kind of pain that Cal hadn't felt in years. Merrin increased the temperature of the blaze as Cal processed the sensations. Then all of a sudden, she stopped. "Forget it." She let out in a frustrated sigh. "You're clearly not having any fun."
"What makes you think that?" Cal responded.
"This." She grabbed Cal's penis, which in spite of the intense activity, was still flaccid. Cal couldn't offer a rebuttal. "I'm at the end of my rope Cal. We've tried everything, but nothing's working. The only time you've been hard in months was when I mentioned the concubines." A look of rage suddenly began to cross her face. "Is that what's going on? Are you bored of me? Do you want to leave me for a mistress?"
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Cal replied, equally frustrated. "You catch me cheating, take the planet in the divorce. Then you can screw all the Gamorreans you want."
"How dare you flip this around onto me! You're the one who keeps closing his mind off from the force. You probably have all kinds of women you're hiding from me."
"Hiding women from you is impossible. I certainly wouldn't be able to hide Ahsoka from you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You know exactly what it means. Do you think I'm stupid? There's a reason they call you the Whore of Tanalorr on the dark holonet." This comment was the final straw for Merrin. She promptly left the room. Cal struggled against the chains on his wrists, all the while recognizing that he probably deserved this.
Kata's body was resting on the couch of the Mantis, her mind however was somewhere else.
