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The Storm (Part IV)

Lieutenant Greenstein crouched on the roof of the six-floor tenement building, her rifle aimed at the corner of South 3rd and Kent Avenue. A cold wind blew off the gray East River, sending a chill through her bones, despite the ample weight of her police uniform. She had been like this for the past two hours, waiting for the gangs of Hasid to come to where they based their illegal water-hoarding operation. It had come to this: New York’s finest perched in decrepit windows of abandoned warehouses, esentially snipers. Guilty until proven innocent, and even then no one was ever innocent. Fuck this, she thought. She’d rather be at home, with Scott, protected by the Rockaways, a place of New York that still hadn’t been affected by the storm. She was one of the lucky ones, though, even if she did have to spend eight hours a day in the fucking dregs of the 18th precinct, trying to maintain order in a city that was falling apart at the seams. She stood up to stretch, and turned around, looking back at Brooklyn. It was then that she noticed the door to the stairwell was closed.
“Fuck,” she said, putting her gun down, and walking toward the door. There was no handle on the door, as it locked automatically behind. How could she be so stupid, she thought, a hand against the door. Fuck fuck fuck. There would be no way to communicate, as the communication links had broken down with the first storm. She was stuck. She would have to wait for relief. She walked back to the corner of the roof when she saw it.
A dark cloud moved quickly across the East River, a thick, green mustardy smelling mass of smoke and debris. The Storm. There hadn’t been one in about six weeks, but here it was. She looked frantically around. There was no way out. The cloud moved even closer, directly towards the building. She tried not to panic, took deep breaths, but all she could think about was Scott and their house in the Rockaways, their dog, how she wanted to go home. She looked back at the door. “What the fuck,” she said out loud, “Fuck fuck fuck.” She was trapped.
She crouched in the corner, curled up in a fetal position, cradling the gun. There was nothing she could do. Closing her eyes, the Storm rushed over the top of the building, enveloping her. She could feel the weight of the gas against her uniform, her exposed skin, her dark brown hair pulled tight against her head. She could taste it on her lips. And worse, she could feel it entering her, and she reached a level of such terror that she thought her heart was going to explode and burst, carried off with the evil gas. And that’s what it was: evil. It was in her now. She was finished, would no longer be the same, would be doomed to wandering these fucked up streets for the rest of her life, in whatever guise the Storm infected her: drugs, drink, food, sex?
The storm passed, but she remained in that same position, her eyes tightly shut, her hands clamped around the rifle, balled up like a child on the corner of the roof. Her breathing by now was quick and manic, and she tried to focus all of her mental acuity onto the number of breaths. She had heard that the affects of the Storm were immediate, she had seen it happen in colleagues, saw their former selves be carried off by the mustardy gas of the storm cloud, leaving behind the shell of a human, a sick desperation that cast the world into chaos. She counted quickly, trying not to recognise that she was burning up in the police uniform, that her skin felt as if it was on fire, her body dripping in sweat. She wanted to tear the uniform off. There was intense feeling of absence, a craving for something in her to be filled. She was now shaking uncontrollably. She needed it, although she couldn’t quite figure out what it was, but then her thoughts were brought somewhere else, a focal point: hot, burning, wet and aching, that space between her legs. What she needed was cock. And this is where she passed over.
She had to get off the roof. It was imperative. It was the key to her survival. If she could get off the roof, she could get cock: a thick, hard, throbbing piece of meat that she could suck, and feel in her wet pussy, and shove in her ass. She needed to be filled. What she needed even more, she knew now, was the taste of cum on her mouth, something to take the pain away. She had to bathe in it, have it constantly. This was the key to her survival and it was that door- that fucking door- that was keeping her from it.
She ran to the edge of the roof and looked down. The street was empty. She was clearly in pain and could think of nothing, see nothing in her head, except for hard, throbbing cock. She tried to maintain her balance and, instinctively, reached her right hand down beneath her belt and the waistband of her slacks, touching her engorged clitoris with two fingers, slowly rubbing a circle. Her breathing increased with the rhythm of her rubbing and she was shocked- almost terrified- at the intensity of the feeling. She wanted something inside her, and she slipped both fingers into her hot, soaking wet cunt. In and out she pushed them, all the while applying circular pressure with the palm of her hand on her clit. The severity and quickness of the orgasm that caused her entire body to quake and her knees give out, collapsing her to the roof of the building, a writhing mess of nerve-endings and pussy juice, her carefully pulled up hair now falling out around her, and the screams- these fucking screams of passion, if that’s what it was- bouncing off the buildings around her seemed to be an announcement to the world, that-once again- the Storm had reduced another woman to her basic id: she now, literally, lived to fuck.
And if she could do this to herself, she thought, lying flat on her back, staring at the dark clouds passing above her, her breathing slowing down, wonder what she could do with cock.
I’m getting off this fucking roof, she thought, and she walked to the edge, more determined and confident than she’d been before. The orgasm seemed to give her a power that she was lacking before, a temporary boost in confidence. And, as if she willed it herself, she heard the shuffle of feet from the corner below her. She quickly assumed position, crouched at the corner of the roof, looking through the sites of her sniper rifle. They turned the corner and entered into view.
“No fucking way,” she said, lowering the gun, and looking at the three people- a man and two girls on chains- turning the corner. They were naked, the man carrying and automatic weapon, an M-16, with a round of ammo around his chest. The two girls were attached to small chains, around collars, and had on combat boots. They walked gingerly. She looked at the man- his taut, hairless body, rippling in muscle- and, more importantly, his cock- a semi-hard beautiful piece of meat. She sited it through the rifle to get a better look. It was enormous, maybe eight to nine inches when it got hard and had a breath-taking girth. She wanted it. Without thinking she jumped to her feet, held the rifle aloft and screamed, “FREEZE!”
The man motioned to the girls, who quickly crouched down like dogs on all fours and he held the M-16 aloft, clearly tentative about using it. He found Lt. Greenstein in his sites, but failed to shoot. She cautioned him down.
“If you fire that thing, we’ll all be dead,” she yelled down to the street. “I just need your help. Can you help me?”
He lowered the gun, but said nothing. She took this as a positive sign.
“I’m locked in. You have to let me out.” She was thinking about that cock. The man shaded his eyes and looked up. He stood there silently, motioning for the girls to stand back up, all the while not losing his gaze with the aching lieutenant.
“Please,” she shouted down again, surprised at the desperation in her voice. “I’ll do anything! Anything!”
The three strangers walked to the front door. She could hear it slam behind them. The aspect of getting cock excited her, but she was aware of the fact that she needed to look non-threatening: the uniform with the gun may be too much for a stranger to take in a fucked up world as this. And she didn’t feel like she could wait any longer. She threw the rifle down to the ground, undid her belt and holster, and unbuckled her boots, kicking them off quickly. Throwing them to the side, she shimmied out of the heavy, thick pants until she was in nothing but her thong underwear. The heat from her pussy was unbearable, and even as she lowered the navy blue panties, she found herself rubbing her soaking wet cunt again. She crawled to the edge of the roof, bending over, one hand on the ledge, the other busily preparing her pussy for the cock she needed to survive. She heard the metal door open and she moaned loudly. Without even turning around, her ass in the air as if an offering, her left hand rubbing her pussy to the peak of another orgasm, she screamed: “Please! Fuck me with your cock! Please fuck me with your cock!”
She heard footsteps and the quick fap fap fap of the man jerking his meat, getting ready to fill her up and before she could plead again for the stranger’s dick, she felt the head of the penis against the wet lips of her pussy and she grunted loudly, the echo carrying off the skyscraper condominiums. As he thrust inside her- first an inch, then two, then the full girth of the eight or nine inches filling her up- she supported herself with both hands on the railing, banging her hips against his with each thrust. She seemed to be in a continual state of orgasm, her body quaking and screaming in passion, a feeling she had never, ever came close to before. She concentrated on breathing, of feeling every inch of that beautiful cock, and revelled in the waves of orgasm that seemed to define her new existence. She was ready now, thirsty, aching for cum and she told him, the stranger who filled her up, a man she had not even seen the face of, that she wanted it.
“Cum on my face,” she ordered. “Cum on my fucking face.”
This is what she needed and as he pulled out, she twisted around, falling to her knees and opening her mouth. She still didn’t look at him, only focusing on the throbbing piece of meat inches from her face, the full girth, the glistening head and the hand that worked it professionally and eagerly, and as the cum exploded she thrust herself into it, tasting it on her tongue and lips, her cheeks and nose and face and eyes and hair, wanting to drown in it, to soak up every single sperm cell of strength, to satisfy the craving of the Storm. She would never be the same, this she knew. But in a way, as the energy crackled through her body, and the hot cum dripped from her lips to the tarred roof, she wondered if she even cared.

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Star Wars: The Restricted Files – Chapter 9 – Asajj Ventress vs. Anakin Skywalker

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Star Wars: The Restricted Files Part 9 – Asajj Ventress vs. Anakin Skywalker
by Avatrek ([email protected])
Anakin Solo snuck around the corner of the ship after leaving his Uncle Luke and brother Jacen in the cockpit. He was on a very secretive mission; once every two days, his sister Jaina had washed her little Ahsoka Tano imitation outfit with the ship’s cleaning droid and while she did this she always took a little nap in her cabin, completely naked. Because of poor foresight and the need to keep at least tolerably hygienic on the trip back to Yavin, Jaina was forced to hide her nakedness under the covers of her bed while the cleaning droid did its work on her leather outfit and long white leggings. Anakin’s mission however, was to catch Jaina in her room, naked, while she slept. After seeing her sweet little tight ass and pussy, Anakin had been dreaming every night about getting a peak at her entire body and especially her perky little tits he had not had the pleasure of gazing upon. The bulge in his pants was all the proof needed to know that he desperately wanted to succeed in his little mission, hopefully unsuspected and undetected. Using his uncanny mechanical skill, Anakin picked the electronic lock on Jaina’s door and slid it open without making a peep. Like he had expected, Jaina was sound asleep under her silk bedcovers, probably dreaming about the last holovid she had watched of Ahsoka Tano being abused by the Sith Assassin, Asajj Ventress. Using his superior Jedi stealth abilities, Anakin was able to sneak up to Jaina’s bed and slowly pull down her covers. Anakin instantly grabbed the bulge in his pants after getting his first glimpse her immaculate teenage body, her tight bald pussy and her small perky breasts. Anakin just wanted to reach up and squeeze one of them, but before he could even get close to her, Jaina stirred and flipped onto her stomach to give Anakin and even better view. Anakin nearly fell over with excitement as he was treated once again to an up close and personal view of Jaina’s flawless teenage ass. Seeing an opportunity to at least get a good grope in of her juicy little ass, Anakin moved his hand to her supple backside and cupped one of her warm cheeks. Anakin squeezed it once, and before he could even move to the next cheek to get a second feel in, Jaina stirred again.
“Shit…” Anakin said to himself as he continued to grope Jaina’s supple ass and made sure not to wake her by squeezing her sweet cheeks to hard. Not able to hold out any longer, Anakin used his other hand to pull down his pants and underwear and proceed to rub his fully hard six inch shaft as he massaged his older sister’s amazing ass. “So fucking hot!” he groaned to himself quietly as both his hands worked furiously over her ass and his throbbing hard shaft. Noticing that his groping had still not woken his deep sleeping sister, Anakin decided to take it one step further; if feeling her ass up didn’t wake her up, then maybe sticking his cock between her gorgeous ass cheeks and pumping it back and forth wouldn’t wake her either. It was a gamble, but Anakin was too turned on to stop now and as he eased himself on top of her bed and over her ass, Anakin nearly decided to go for broke and simply bury his six inch shaft into her tight little pussy and see what would happen. If she did wake from the intrusion, who’s to say that she wouldn’t just go with it and actually enjoy having her little brother’s hard cock pumping her from behind. Anakin thought better of it though as the tip of his cock rubbed up against her moist pussy and decided instead to follow through on his original plan and simply get off by sliding his cock between her juicy ass cheeks. Anakin was already well on his way to a sticky orgasm as he slid his cock between Jaina’s butt cheeks and began thrusting slowly back and forth with purpose. It was so warm and tight that Anakin imagined he was fucking her sweet pussy as a tide of ecstasy swept through him before his cock began to jerk and spray both her back and long beautiful hair with a healthy warm dose of his hot seed.
“Fuck it… I need to fuck that pussy!” he said to himself as he finally stopped cumming and realized that Jaina hadn’t even stirred from her sleep, even after being pasted with several streams of hot cum. Still semi-erect and ready for a second go, Anakin spread open Jaina’s ass cheeks just a little and guided the head of his cock into Jaina’s tight pussy. Although tight and a little painful, Anakin slipped the head of his cock past her tight little hole and pressed it up against her fleshy hymen. He moved his shaft back and forth in her pussy a few times to become accustomed, but just he was getting ready to slam through Jaina’s virginity and fuck her silly, she finally stirred and starting saying something. Anakin, afraid for his very life, pulled the tip of his cock out her tight snatch and ran from the room before getting caught red-handed.
“Come on Uncle Luke… Please fuck me!” Jaina had said in her sleep as Anakin ran from the room and woke her just as her incestuous dream was getting good. Disoriented and feeling a little weird, Jaina got out of bed and made her way to a nice hot shower. After receiving her cleaned outfit from the cleaning droid, Jaina rejoined her two brothers on the bridge for the final hours of the voyage to Yavin 4, none the wiser about what Anakin nearly did to her only minutes earlier. It had taken them six days to make it to the doorstep of their destination, and although the Solo children had been fortunate to find a few hours alone to watch another holovid from the data chip they had stolen from C-3PO’s restricted memory files, their Uncle Luke had not gotten a wink of sleep or meditation since.
“Have a good sleep, Jaina?” Luke asked his niece after he stood up to stretch his legs. Anakin looked over at Jaina and was instantly relieved to see that she had no idea that Anakin had snuck into her room and defiled her while she slept.
“Yeah… I was having a real vivid dream.” she replied, trying to remember all the elements that had been involved in her erotic dream. She couldn’t quite remember all the players involved but she did remember that she was just about to get fucked when she had suddenly woken.
“Always remember Jaina, that some dreams may actual be glimpses of the future.” Luke replied, yawning and getting ready to finally leave the bridge for meditation.
“I can only hope it was a glimpse of the future.” Jaina sighed, moving her hand towards her pussy and blushing a little in the process.
“We should arrive at Yavin 4 within the next three hours… Do you mind taking us in you three, while I meditate and prepare myself for the rest of the students?” Luke asked the three Solo children. Jacen nodded eagerly and bade his Uncle a restful meditation cycle before Luke left the bridge and made his way back to his quarters.
“Shall we?” Jacen said with a smile as soon as he was sure his Uncle Luke was out of earshot.
“We most certainly shall! I can’t wait to watch what that Sith bitch does to Ass-hoka next!” Anakin chimed in before taking a seat and waiting for Jaina to put the chip in the holo-projector.
“I don’t know, but I think Grandpa will save the day.” Jaina replied as the holovid started to play.
* * *
“Ahsoka… Where are you…? Ahsoka!” Anakin Skywalker called on his radio after traveling down a separate tunnel to that of his Padawan in search of the treacherous Sith Assassin, Asajj Ventress. Realizing something had to be wrong, Anakin ran back towards where the two paths diverged. He then followed Ahsoka’s tunnel until he nearly tripped over her communication link and lightsaber.
“That Bitch!” Anakin cursed out loud, knowing for certain that Ventress had kidnapped or worse, killed his young Padawan while they had been separated. Feeling guilty for having split her from her side, Anakin ran down the darkened tunnel in search of both his Padawan and any sign of Ventress. Realizing that his anger was disrupting his concentration and probably hindering in his search, Anakin sat down cross-legged and began meditating. After only a few minutes, he could feel Ahsoka and Ventress’s life energy somewhere through the walls. After another five minutes of searching Anakin found the hidden passageway and quietly made his way towards the hidden lair.
“Now for the best part my young apprentice… You’ll beg me to be my apprentice after I do this!” Anakin heard Ventress hiss as he rounded a corner and was shocked to see his apprentice chained and shackled in mid air with one of Ventress’s lightsabers submerged in her wet pussy and a second slowly nudging up against her as of yet, untouched asshole.
That’s my ass, Anakin thought as he leapt out from the shadows just as Ahsoka fell into unconsciousness.
“Stop Asajj Ventress!” Anakin cried, re-lighting his lightsaber with a snap-hiss as he charged at her with all haste. Caught off guard and with only one of her lightsabers in hand, Ventress was unable to properly defend herself and was quickly subdued by the advancing Anakin. With one swipe, her lightsaber was knocked from her hands and with a swift kick to the head; Ventress was unconscious and on the ground beneath Ahsoka.
Enraged at what Ventress had done to his young Padawan, Anakin pulled her other lightsaber out of Ahsoka’s wet pussy, licked it off for good measure, unchained her and placed her in a nearby chair to recover before picking up the Sith Assassin, shackling her to the chains she had shackled Ahsoka with and began to avenge his violated Padawan.
“Let’s see how you like being chained up and defiled.” Anakin said out loud as he starting tearing off Ventress’s tight-fitting Sith clothing. Before long, the Sith Assassin was completely naked and her shining white body was glistening in the dim lighting of the cavern.
“Hmmm… What? What are you doing Skywalker?” Asajj Ventress shouted at Anakin after waking and realizing it was now her naked and hovering a few feet in the air; shackled and chained by the Jedi Knight, Anakin Skywalker.
“What’s wrong Ventress, don’t like the taste of your own medicine?” Anakin sneered back at her as he unbuckled his pants and started groping her large firm breasts.
“Fuck You Skywalker… You don’t even know what kind of medicine I can give out.” she replied defiantly, remembering how she had nearly turned his Padawan to the Dark side by jamming his lightsaber in her pussy. She knew Skywalker was no saint, but there was no way he could keep up with what she had planned for his young Padawan.
“I don’t usually fuck bald chicks, but I’ll make an exception for a whore like you Ventress.” Anakin spat back at her as he made his way towards her face, pulled down his pants and got ready to face-fuck the bald assassin without a second thought.
“Nice big cock you got their Skywalker, but do you know how to use—” Ventress started before Anakin slammed his cock into her open mouth until he was balls deep and could feel his shaft hitting the back of her throat.
“Not such a tough bitch now, are you slut?” Anakin said with an evil gleam in his eyes as he grabbed hold of her firm breasts and used them as leverage as he moved his cock in and out of her mouth at a torrent pace.
“Mmmmpfff… Mmm… Mpffff!” she tried to mumble, unable to speak, breathe or do anything to stop the assault on her throat.
“That’s what I thought!” Anakin replied laughing as his balls slapped against her face with each savage thrust. Within a couple of minutes, Anakin was fully hard and Ventress had nearly suffocated from the lack of oxygen. With one movement, Anakin pulled out of her hot mouth and moved over towards her pussy, intent on completely disgracing the once proud Sith Assassin.
* * *
“HOLY FUCK!” Jaina said out loud to her two brothers as she watched her grandfather finish face-fucking the Sith bitch that had defiled her idol, Ahsoka Tano. “Serves her right… But this is pretty dark stuff for a Jedi to do.”
“Quiet down Jaina… We don’t want to rouse Uncle Luke again and besides, I think this is one of the reasons Grandpa Anakin went all Dark side.” Jacen said, shushing his sister and stuffing his hand down his pants again.
“I probably would have done the same thing to that bitch.” Anakin growled towards the holo-projector, thinking about how hard his grandfather would fuck the Sith Assassin and comparing it to how hard he would have fucked her if he would’ve gotten the chance.
* * *
“Wait… Skywalker… We can cut a deal!” Ventress pleaded with Anakin, trying to catch her breath, as he lined his cock up with Ventress’s tight white pussy and got ready to wreck her like no man had ever done before or ever would after.
“Why would I want to make a deal with slime like you?” Anakin asked her as his cock began rubbing up and down against her tight slit.
“I can give you names of Senators and conspirators.” Ventress replied, looking concerned at how quickly Anakin’s attitude had changed since finding his abused Padawan. Asajj Ventress wasn’t against getting fucked by a nice big cock like Skywalker had, but the thought of being the submissive bitch to him while he ravaged her without her explicit permission, was unthinkable to her.
“Really… I don’t believe you… Yet!” Anakin shouted, slamming his hips forwards with all his strength and filling Ventress’s pussy with six inches of his thick shaft in a single thrust.
“AHHHHHH… You bastard!” she screamed as Anakin began thrusting his hips backwards and forwards with as much force as he could muster. Soon he was balls deep inside the Sith Assassin and loving every second of it. Initially, Anakin had wanted to just punish the dirty slut for abusing his Padawan, but after he felt her pussy convulse and her hot juices run over his cock, Anakin began enjoying himself just slightly.
“This pussy isn’t bad Ventress.” Anakin groaned as her pussy started to grip and contract around his shaft, just daring him to cum right then and there.
“You’re not so bad either, Skywalker… Unghhh… But you’ll never get those names from me now… No one fucks me without my permission… UNGHHH!” Ventress groaned again as she went through a second powerful orgasm, coating Anakin’s shaft in another helping of her warm juices.
“I still got one trick left up my sleeve… Ughhh… Ventress and I know you’ll be begging… Unghhh… me to let you tell me those names… UGHHHH… Before I’m done with you.” Anakin grunted, pulling his cock out of her pussy and catching his breath. Drenched in sweat and just about ready to pop his own load, Anakin decided to play some real hardball. He reached down and picked up one of Ventress’s discarded lightsabers and moved it towards her extremely tight asshole.
“You wouldn’t fucking dare!” Ventress screamed as she felt her own lightsaber being prodded against her little asshole. “You wouldn’t—” she started again before Anakin proved her wrong and slammed almost the entire lightsaber handle up into her ass, nearly causing the Sith Assassin to black out immediately. “ASSHOLE!” she screamed at Anakin as the hooked lightsaber stretched her ass like nothing had ever done before.
“No… It’s in your asshole slut… Ready to give me the names yet?” he asked with a smirk on his face, as he twisted the lightsaber and caused her to scream out in pain.
“Never!!!” she cried defiantly before Anakin shrugged his shoulders and guided his eight inch shaft back towards her wet snatch. Without letting her say another word, Anakin plunged back in and fucked her harder than he had ever fucked her before, moving the lightsaber in and out of her ass as he did.
“Unghhh… Mmmmm… I think I’m about ready to cum Ventress and unless you want a little Skywalker running around in about nine months time, it would be a good time to give me the NAMES!” he shouted slamming his cock in and out of her faster and harder, getting so close to spilling his load deep inside the assassin’s womb.
“No don’t… I’ll tell you… I’ll tell you!” Ventress relented, breaking against Anakin’s threat of dumping his load inside of her. The possibility of getting knocked up was extremely unlikely, especially since both she and Skywalker were of different species, but the thought of possibly having a little Jedi Skywalker growing inside her was too great a risk for her to take. As Anakin slowly continued to fuck her, Ventress gave up the names of some fifteen Republic Senators that were supplying information to the enemy. “There… That’s everything I know… Now leave me alone!” she demanded of Anakin after releasing the names and holding up her end of the bargain.
“Too little too late honey!” Anakin grunted before slamming his full eight inches into her and blowing a massive Jedi load of hot sticky cum, deep inside her unprotected womb. Stream after stream filled her pussy full of the potent seed as Anakin gloried in what he had done and how he had just double-crossed a Sith Assassin. Before Ventress could shout out in anger, Anakin also slammed the hilt of her lightsaber almost completely into her ass, making her black out immediately. With his orgasm finally coming to an end, Anakin pulled his softening cock from her cum-filled pussy and jammed Asajj Ventress’s other lightsaber into her pussy, not letting one drop of his potent seed to leave her fertile womb. With that, Anakin pulled back up his pants, picked up his Padawan and left Ventress shackled, chained and hopefully carrying a little Jedi Skywalker in her womb.
* * *
“That was kind of mean.” Jaina said, rubbing her pussy in front of both her brothers as the holovid ended.
“Yeah… But she still deserved it!” Anakin said, staring at Jaina’s pussy as she worked it over with her fingers. If he would have had only a few more minutes earlier, Anakin would have been balls deep in her sweet snatch.
“I just wonder why he didn’t take her into his custody and bring her to the Jedi Temple… I mean, she was a Sith.” Jacen said, confused, but also very interested in what Jaina was doing to herself in front of him.
“He probably didn’t take her in because he knew that she’d tell everybody what he had done to her and that would mean almost certain expulsion from the Jedi Order.” Jaina replied, finally taking her hand off her pussy and daydreaming about how good it would feel for someone to cum inside her. “No time to discuss it though… It looks like we’ve finally made it to Yavin 4… You better go wake Uncle Luke, Jacen.”

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Star Wars: The Restricted Files – Chapter 8 – Ahsoka Tano vs. Asajj Ventress

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Story Codes: Ff, bond, grope, oral, reluc
Star Wars: The Restricted Files Part 8 – Ahsoka Tano vs. Asajj Ventress
by Avatrek ([email protected])
While Leia Organa Solo and Mara Jade Skywalker took on the roles of slave girls in order to break the trafficking of slaves near Hutt Space, Jaina Solo furiously slammed two of her fingers into her pussy as she finished watching the holovid of Ahsoka Tano using her sex appeal to sway the mind of the Jedi Master, Plo Koon. By giving Plo Koon one of her skilful blowjobs, Ahsoka had been able to alter her failed performance test into a pass and therefore continue her study under the powerful Jedi Knight Anakin Solo. Jaina had learned a great deal in a short time from the sex-driven Ahsoka Tano, but as the video ended and she was brought back into the real world, all she could think about was having her own sexual adventure. That would have to wait however, because Jacen, Anakin and her Uncle Luke were already returning to the ship from their very long run and subsequent evaluations. Jaina had already passed hers with flying colours; in large part due to the fact that she had been without panties during the entire test and her Uncle Luke and brothers had seen her sweet teenage snatch on multiple occasions. She had a hunch that her great marks were almost solely due to the fact that her uncle could see up her skirt while she ran around the obstacle course he had set up and after seeing Ahsoka Tano using her own sexual talents to pass her evaluations, Jaina was sure that had to be the case.
“Jaina… Where are you?” Jaina heard her brother Jacen calling from the docking bay at the back of the ship. Knowing that her Uncle Luke would be with Jacen and Anakin, Jaina slid her fingers out of her twat, grabbed the data chip from the holo-projector, stuffed it down her tube top and fixed her skirt before she was greeted by her three family members.
“We… Both… Passed…” Anakin said with a smile, trying to catch his breath after an intense run and a few difficult tests. “You’re evaluation was way easier, Jaina” he said, finally catching his breath and looking over at his Uncle with confusion on his face. “Why was her test so much easier, Uncle?”
“Oh… Umm… Mara told me to use the obstacle course to test Jaina… She is her apprentice after all” Luke lied, knowing full well that Mara had told him to do several other tests on Jaina before giving her a passing grade. The sight of her outfit, coupled with the fact that his niece had decided to go without panties the very day she was being tested was too much for Luke to deal with. Sure, he was the Jedi Master, but even he had urges and his niece wasn’t making it easy for him. He therefore decided a long tough run without her skirt flapping up and down over her tight teenage ass and pussy would do him and his nephews good before beginning their long nearly week long journey to Yavin 4.
-Yah sure!- Jacen thought as he looked up and down at his sister’s figure and revealing Ahsoka Tano imitated clothing. Jacen couldn’t blame his uncle for lying about why he passed Jaina; it was just a little bit unfair that she had such an easy test while he and Anakin had had such difficult ones.
“Well… Shall we start our trip to Yavin…? I just have to park my X-Wing in the docking bay and we’ll be off” Luke said, leaving the three Solos for a few moments to retrieve his X-Wing and squeeze it into the rather small hangar bay of the ship. Although Luke could probably make the long trip to Yavin 4 in the cockpit of his X-Wing without much difficulty, the thought of spending another week stuck in the cramped space was not exactly what he called comfortable. Besides, he would be able to catch up with his niece and nephews on the trip to Yavin 4 and quite possibly learn why in carnations Jaina had decided to dress like that. He had an idea, but at the moment it seemed too impossible to even consider.
“Alright Uncle Luke… I’m gonna take off now” Anakin called back to his Uncle as he finished shutting down the X-Wing and made his way up to the cockpit.
“Go ahead Anakin… Take us up onto the Hydian Way… That should take us almost right to Yavin” Luke said, patting his nephew on the shoulder and letting him take them to the nearest space lane. “You three can get a little sleep while I take the helm for awhile” he continued, pointing the three Solo’s to their quarters behind the ship’s bridge. While Jacen, Jaina and Anakin got some much needed shuteye, Luke piloted the ship to the Hydian Way and towards the Jedi Academy on Yavin 4. It would be a long way from Bilbringi to Yavin, but because Bilbringi had been on Luke’s way to the academy, he had felt that it had been the best planet to meet up with his nephews and niece in order to give them their evaluation. Luke had been away from the Jedi Academy for some time, searching out new students on the planets of Reecee and Ansion and although he could have tested them back on Yavin 4, he had decided that Bilbringi would be far more secluded than a crowded Jedi Temple.
“This is boring Jaina… When can we watch another one of those videos…? I’m kinda of getting antsy” Jacen complained to his sister as they played cards on the kitchen table in the mess hall. “I mean, Uncle Luke has been in the cockpit, flying the ship for two straight days without sleep or meditation… He’s gotta do one or the other soon” Jacen reasoned, knowing that as soon as his Uncle Luke began his meditation cycle, he, Jaina and Anakin would have a good amount of time to watch a couple more of the holovids stored on the data chip they had stolen from C-3PO’s restricted memory files.
“Oh… Wait… Here he comes now” Jaina said, as her Uncle Luke walked out of the bridge and stopped in front of them.
“I’m just going to meditate for the next few hours… Do you two mind watching over the bridge” Luke said, yawning and in real need of either some meditation or sleep.
“Anakin… Are you ready to watch the next instalment?” Jacen whispered to his dosing brother as they passed his quarters. Before Jacen could take another step towards the bridge however, Anakin was on his feet and running after his two siblings, more than ready to watch the next thrilling chapter of the sordid lives the Jedi of the Old Republic led.
“Jaina reached into her tube top and pulled out the data chip as they took their seats on the bridge and started up the holo-projector.
“Hey wait… What about that holovid?” Jacen asked his sister as Jaina chose the video following the last one she watched alone.
“Sorry Jacen, but I already kinda watched that one, so were skipping it. You can watch it some other time” Jaina said with a smile and fond memories of Ahsoka Tano on her knees sucking off Jedi Master Plo Koon.
“Fine, but from now on we watch them together” Anakin retorted, feeling as if Jaina somehow betrayed his trust.
“Whatever… Let’s just start this thing” Jaina smiled, before sitting down to watch the holovid. The video they had chosen was date stamped nearly two weeks after the last video Jaina had watched.
* * *
“Come on Ahsoka… Get that fine ass over here!” Anakin Skywalker whispered to his Padawan as she hurried to catch up to her Master. “These caves are treacherous and I won’t have my Padawan getting lost with Asajj Ventress so close” he continued as Ahsoka finally caught up and walked beside him, thumbing at her lightsaber. The two Jedi had chased the Sith Assassin from the planet Duro to Fondor after Assajj Ventress had stolen a rare artefact from the polluted planet of Duro. Anakin had nearly caught her but after she blinded him for an instant with a flash grenade, she made it to her ship and escaped to Fondor and its labyrinth of caves.
“Maybe she lured us here Master… Didn’t Master Kenobi say that Ventress might have a hidden base here on Fondor?” Ahsoka questioned Anakin as they continued on their way through the dark tunnels.
“Yes… It is possible she has a lair here and that’s why we need to be extra careful” Anakin replied and with a snap-hiss, lit his lightsaber to provide a little more light for the two traveling Jedi and was disheartened to see the one cave path they had followed Ventress on, split into two separate ones. “Damn… I was afraid of this!” Anakin sighed, before sitting down cross-legged and meditating for a moment.
“What is it Master…? Do you know what path she took?” Ahsoka asked as Anakin stood back up seconds later looking unsure.
“I’m not sure… I know she’s near… But the Dark side clouds everything” Anakin said wisely before pacing from side to side and coming up with a suitable plan. “Very well… You will take this path and I will take the other… If you meet any trouble, radio me right away and don’t engage her… She’s too powerful for you to fight alone” Anakin said to his Padawan, knowing that if they didn’t split up here, Ventress may have enough time to escape the tunnels and the planet before they finished their search. It was a risk, but Anakin knew Ahsoka could handle herself in a tight situation.
“Good… I have a score to settle with that bitch anyway!” Ahsoka said to herself as she split off from her Master and began her solo mission down the dark cave. She lit her lightsaber with a snap-hiss to get some more light but only metres after leaving her Master the wind was knocked out of her seconds before an elbow struck her on the side of her head and knocked her unconscious without Anakin ever knowing his Padawan was in trouble.
Asajj Ventress had been quietly stalking the two Jedi since they had followed her to Fondor, using her Sith skills as an assassin to hide from both their eyesight and the force. Once Skywalker and his Padawan had split from each other, Ventress decided it was best to take down the younger Padawan first. Without making a sound she swooped in and knocked the Padawan unconscious within moments. She then carried her down a secret passage, not visible to the naked eye, towards a secret lair she had set up for the express reason of escaping any pursuers. For some time Ventress had been serving under Darth Tyrannus as his secret apprentice, but for all the hard work she had done for her Master, he still had not found it necessary to declare her a true Sith. She therefore knew that the only way to gain real power within the Sith was to find her own apprentice and take down both her Master and his Master. The Togruta female she now was chaining up against a wall could easily be that new apprentice she was looking for. She had a plan for turning the orange teenage Padawan to the Dark side because unlike almost every other single non-Togruta in the galaxy, Asajj Ventress knew the Toguta females’ deep dark secret and the Urge they had to fight with every day during their teenage years.
“Wake up, Wake up, little Ahsoka Tano!” Ventress chided the slowly waking Togruta Padawan as she stirred and opened her eyes to see Ventress alone with her in a dimly lit lair.
“Fuck” Ahsoka cursed as she tried to move her arms and legs. Suspended just above the ground with shackles and chains, Ahsoka could not believe she had fallen into Ventress’s grasp so easily.
“I see you’re still following around that fool Skywalker?” Ventress spat at Ahsoka after she had taken in her surroundings and realized it would be impossible to escape the situation she currently found herself in.
“Master Skywalker is no fool; he’ll be here soon and you’ll pay, you bitch!” Ahsoka replied with anger and frustration in her voice.
“Good… Good… Feed on your anger… It makes you so much stronger… You should never deny yourself the freedom that your emotions bestow on you; especially when they only make you stronger!” Ventress said, beginning her attempt to lure Ahsoka to the Dark side.
“You mean weakness Ventress… I’ll never be a slave to my emotions!” Ahsoka replied with determination.
“Hah… Nice try Jedi, but I know what species you are Ahsoka and I know all about the Urge… Are you sure you haven’t already indulged yourself once or twice since its power has started to take over” Ventress laughed as she stepped closer into the light and ran her hand down Ahsoka’s lean thigh.
“Fuck off you slut… I’ll never betray my Master or the Jedi Order” Ahsoka shouted at Ventress after taking a good look at the well-toned Sith Assassin. Ahsoka had to admit; for such a mean and evil bitch, Asajj Ventress had an outstanding body, a juicy little ass and a nice set of tits that even she could admire. If you could get over the fact that she was bald and bent on killing every Jedi that crossed her path, she was a very attractive woman.
“You call me a slut, little girl, when it’s you and not me who craves sex every second of the day… I can tell right now that your pussy’s wet and all you want is for me to strip you down and ravage your body!” Ventress cooed into Ahsoka’s ear before leaning into to kiss Ahsoka right on the lips. Ahsoka tried to fight both Ventress’s advances and the Urge all at once, but soon enough, Ahsoka felt herself wrapping her own tongue around her assaulter’s and kissing her back.
“You lie!” Ahsoka screamed back at Ventress as soon as she broke off the kiss, not fooling anyone; not even herself as Ventress pulled her tube top down to her mid-section, revealing her pert young teenage tits and a pair of erect nipples that simply looked delectable to the Sith Assassin.
“Is that so Jedi? Then tell me… Why is your pussy so wet?” Ventress purred at Ahsoka as she pulled up her little skirt and ripped off the white panties she had on to reveal a dripping wet snatch as evidence that not even Ahsoka could deny. Ventress knew that if she could just get Ahsoka to admit that she liked giving into her basest emotions and the Urge, she could turn her into a loyal servant and a way to even more power and glory.
“No… Stop… Please!” Ahsoka begged Ventress as she felt her legs open just a little wider and the Sith’s tongue run down her inner thigh towards her soaking wet pussy.
“Don’t you worry yourself little Jedi… You’ll begin to crave this soon enough when you’re my apprentice” Ventress murmured to Ahsoka before moving her tongue towards her orange snatch and licking up the tasty nectar Ahsoka’s pussy had already started to secrete. “Mmmm… You taste better than most Jedi”
“Ohhhh… Ummmmm… Shit… LICK MY PUSSY!” Ahsoka shouted seconds later after Ventress had tantalized her long enough. “YESSSSS” Ahsoka mumbled as she felt Ventress’s long tongue enter her teenage twat and begin working away at her delicate clit. After a few minutes of slipping her tongue in and out of her sweet snatch, Ventress suddenly pulled out, sensing Ahsoka’s oncoming orgasm. “Ohhh Fuck… Come on I was so close!” Ahsoka begged her Sith captor.
“Un Un Un… I have something special saved for that my dear Ahsoka” Ventress said, standing back up and licking her lips as she unclipped one of her two lightsabers and instead of igniting it, pointed it towards Ahsoka’s hot snatch and guided it into her, catching her off guard.
“Ooooh… That’s cold!” Ahsoka moaned as Asajj Ventress’s hooked metal lightsaber began to penetrate her with relative ease. Ahsoka was in heaven by this point; so close to orgasm but even closer to blacking out as Ventress began moving the lightsaber in and out of her pussy at a rapidly increasing speed.
“Now for the best part my young apprentice… You’ll beg me to be my apprentice after I do this!” Ventress laughed before unclipping her second lightsaber and rubbing the tip of it up against her extremely tight and sensitive asshole. Just as she felt the lightsaber begin to slowly penetrate her tightest hole, Ahsoka exploded in orgasm, caught the briefest sight of what she thought was her Master running into the lair and then nothing as she blacked out from the ordeal.
* * *
“BEST YET” Jacen shouted, loud enough to wake his Uncle Luke from his meditation.
“Yeah… That was good!” Jaina replied, looking down at her own lightsaber and getting ideas as Anakin simply nodded in agreement, looking dumbfounded.
“What was good?” Luke said, with tiredness in his voice as he opened his cabin’s door and began walking towards the bridge.
“Fuck” Jaina said to her brothers as she pulled the data chip from the holo-projector and hid it back in her tube top.
“Ahhh… Nothing Uncle Luke… Anakin was just telling us a joke… Right Anakin” Jacen replied, looking over at his drooling brother.
“Wha… Yeah… Joke… Sure…” he mumbled as Luke took a seat behind the controls looking suspicious of what Jacen, Jaina and Anakin had been up to. Ultimately he was too tired to care though.
“Well… Anyway… I’ve got the bridge if you three want another break… We should be arriving at Yavin within four days so we’ll have plenty of time for Anakin to tell me that hilarious Joke” Luke said, giving the three Solos a smile.

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