Chapter 3 - Through passion I gain strength

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Sorry I have not posted in a while, I know it was a horrible place to leave Lord Vader and his pet. But I have been busy and have not had internet at my location for some time. But now I will have access to internet and a steady flow of chapters are on the way! Now with out further shenanigans on with the story.




Through passion I gain strength


With her head resting on his thigh she looked up at the soaked and glorious flesh that had given her such joy. Fixated on the thing, her master staring at her with a cold collected lust that screamed that she was about to suffer again for her playful words. 

Why is he so different tonight? Ahsoka thought, My normal jokes are being treated like huge offenses....but he is enjoying me, he is happy...I can feel his pleasure with me for the first time in weeks. I need to avoid pissing him off. Perhaps now would be the time to take a lesson from 5's and "communicate" with him. Let him know that I understand that he controls this.

With that she stopped smirking and looked up to him with a hesitant questioning look as she began to kiss his leg and work her way up to Anakin's hanging sack waiting for a split second still watching his expression as it eased from vengeful to curious. She sighed lightly, the warm breath tingling along his wet organ, he shuddered slightly. So he did have a weakness. Time to exploit this. Her warm red lips wrapped around his sack sucking the first into her mouth as she licked along the strange flesh timmidly. She experimented wit how hard she sucked and licked judging her success from his bodies' reaction and the emotions she sensed from him. She slowly worked her way to the next nut as she had thoroughly soaked the first repeating the process only this time using the right pressure and licks to cause her Master to inhale sharply almost grunting at the new expertise she was using. 

Once she had finished with this her hand grabbing his hips and pulling herself up to her knees as she opened her mouth to take in the head of her masters flesh, determined to avoid his wrath and some how gain the upperhand. Even if it meant submitting to him for now. She would get revenge, she would play his games for now, but she knew what she wanted. She wanted HIM to beg HER as she had begged him. With this tought and plan developing in her mind she put her body to task, swallowing the enraged head behind her full thick lips, running her tongue over it slowly and sucking slightly on the flesh in her mouth tasting herself on him. He was visibly shaken. She could tell this was a first for him as well, smiling with her lips wrapped around him she began to slide lower and bob her way back to the tip to thrash it with a quick lick or two, eventually she was poking her throat and with alittle determination she pushed past and was able to take the whole of him into her warm throbbing throat humming lightly and sending chills up him. She enjoyed watching her master squirming his hand holding her head to keep himself from losing focus.

It was amazing, he had never felt so good. Having been with Padme, a rather conservative Naboo woman...and a former queen. She was Not the girl to kneel before him, especially not in such a way. No she would not submitt as his apprentice would. This gave him something he had longed for, some one to dominate. It was a beautiful mix of love, lust, and power. Yes...power. He had her by the head, right where he wanted her. But she was slow, and he was not going to wait. She was smiling up at him, clearly enjoying her ministrations. But this was about HIS pleasure, not hers. He began to slowly thrust, pulling her head on and off him eventually taking it to the point of driving himself into the base her face going from pleased to alarmed as he hammered her young throat. When she began to cough he only grunted and thrust harder, a few minutes of this and she tapping his hips trying to pull off of the flesh that was gagging and choking her. His grip on her tails prevented this, the beads on her crown jingling as he destroyed her throat, tears coming to her eyes as he held her to the base one last time. Thick strings of liquid began to fill her throat as she gagged them down no other choice but to swallow or drown. 

She was relieved when he began to pull out until she tasted the first jet of cum into her mouth, then felt it as she shuddered from the hot liquid sticking to her face, a few more strings until the last just dripped from him onto her.


"You look beautiful Ahsoka." Her master smirked at her as his member slowly calmed itself after his release. She swallowed the salty seed that had been on her tongue before answering, smiling up at him a sense of pride and love for him filling her.

"Thanks Master...but...can I have a towell so I can clean up?" she asked him a finger coming to scoop a small string of the cum from across her cheek with an expression that said 'Really? Just had to...didn't 'cha?'.

"There is one in the head. You are welcome to the top bunk, or if you wish you are free to go back to your quarters. We need to be getting to sleep considering that we have to see obi-wan at 0700 and its already late.

"...Right...obi-wan..." she suddenly realized what had just happened, she would have to be very careful how she acted now...this secret thing was going to  be tougher than she thought. While she cleaned herself up her master was getting into his bunk.

When she came out she looked at the top bunk, uninviting and lonely. No she still wanted to hold him, so she crawled into bed with him, she was greeted with a sleepy smile and a kiss before the pair curled up and began to fade into a restful sleep, their dreams less troublesome now .