Star Wars: Padawan's Paradise ch.2 (part 1)

Author's Notes: Hey tentacles! Time for an unexpected revisitation to the Gray Pilgrim, as a new champion has arisen to commission a new installment of this story! Like Demonology, Legerdemain, this is intended to be a longer-than-average installment, and as such I am splitting into two parts so I don't lose focus partway in. So, without further adoooooooo~~~

[story] [fu(x3)] [kissing/groping] [light bondage] [light D/s] [blindfold] [spanking] [oral] [fingering] [all characters are 18+ years of age, regardless of your feelings or thoughts on the timeline]

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‭It was a week before word of the war effort once more reached the‭ ‬Gray Pilgrim,‭ ‬a week that saw the three elder padawans aboard‭ ‬--‭ ‬Maris Brood,‭ ‬Ahsoka Tano,‭ ‬and Barriss Offee‭ ‬--‭ ‬keeping themselves well-exhausted with both lightsaber training and their own brand of...‭ ‬extracurricular...‭ ‬activities.‭ ‬Being roommates gave the teen trio plenty of privacy for‭ ‘‬playtime,‭’ ‬but they were certain to keep up appearances by actively using the training rooms for their intended purposes,‭ ‬as well.

The sensation was bittersweet,‭ ‬then,‭ ‬when it was announced over vessel-wide comms that two Republic starfighters were approaching.‭ ‬A sign that something had changed,‭ ‬but not what‭ ‬--‭ ‬and a sign that the padawans‭’ ‬time among the mobile academy may be coming to an end.

‭“‬You think everything’s alright‭?” ‬Barriss fretted quietly as the three padawans got properly dressed,‭ ‬gathering their lightsabers and preparing to investigate the disturbance.‭ “‬It has been quite a bit longer than expected,‭ ‬has it not‭?”

“I’m not afraid,‭” ‬Ahsoka shot back a confident smile.‭ “‬With Master Skywalker there,‭ ‬those Separatists don’t stand a chance.‭ ‬I’ve been on enough missions with him to know what he can do.‭”

“Guess we’ll find out,‭ ‬eh‭?” ‬Maris stood and stretched,‭ ‬hooking her pair of guard shotos to her sides and sliding the door to their bunkroom open.‭ “‬Let’s see what the news is‭!”

The three hustled from their room to the‭ ‬Gray Pilgrim’s docking area,‭ ‬where whatever visitors had arrived would likely be now.‭ ‬For Ahsoka,‭ ‬the two figures she saw,‭ ‬now speaking with the ship’s administrators,‭ ‬were familiar...‭ ‬just not the ones she was hoping to see.‭ ‬One was a woman,‭ ‬togruta like Ahsoka herself.‭ ‬The other was kel dor,‭ ‬and a far closer friend.‭ “‬Master Plo‭!” ‬she shouted,‭ ‬jogging forward and holding one hand up,‭ ‬causing the jedi master to turn and face her.

‭“‬Ahhh,‭ ‬hello,‭ ‬little Soka,‭” ‬the man burbled pleasantly,‭ “‬I should have expected you would be here.‭”

“How’s everything going‭?” ‬Ahsoka said hurriedly as the other two padawans approached from behind her.‭ “‬How’s Anaki--‭ ‬Master Skywalker‭?”

Plo Koon’s posture shifted from one of openness to one far more pensive,‭ ‬but he was saved from needing to give an unwanted answer by his companion.‭ “‬He is well,‭ ‬but that is all the information we can give,‭” ‬Shaak Ti said gently,‭ ‬placing a hand on the kel dor’s shoulder as she moved up beside him to address the padawans.‭ “‬The secrecy of our efforts remains highly necessary.‭”

“The situation becomes ever more intricate,‭ ‬I’m afraid,‭” ‬Plo Koon followed her statement with a short nod.‭ ‬Despite the need for discretion,‭ ‬he knew Ahsoka well enough that if she wasn’t given an answer she found satisfying,‭ ‬nothing would be able to prevent her from launching her own investigation.‭ ‬Glancing briefly at Shaak Ti through his filtered goggles,‭ ‬he continued.‭ “‬The involvement of the pirate Ohnaka was an unexpected,‭ ‬but resolved,‭ ‬complication.‭ ‬We were forced to stop at the nearest Republic starship to relieve our starfighters of a heavy contraband load.‭”

“Is there anything I can do to help‭?” ‬Ahsoka insisted,‭ ‬before glancing back to the other padawans beside her.‭ “‬Or,‭ ‬we can do‭?”

Plo paused for a moment,‭ ‬looking over the three padawans.‭ ‬Ahsoka he knew well,‭ ‬but while he understood Barriss to be well-disciplined under the watchful eye of Master Unduli,‭ ‬he knew next to nothing of the third.‭ ‬Still,‭ ‬it was better to keep them occupied then encourage them to stumble into danger.‭ “‬We’re having the contraband interred on the‭ ‬Gray Pilgrim,‭ ‬but it will need to be guarded.‭ ‬I’ll entrust that to the three of you.‭”

“Excuse me,‭ ‬we have--‭” ‬the ship’s administrator,‭ ‬an aging human woman,‭ ‬began to interject,‭ ‬but was frozen by a glance from the jedi council member.‭ “‬As you insist,‭ ‬then,‭ ‬Master Jedi.‭”

“This’ll be a piece of batuu-bon,‭” ‬Maris Brood said with a smug smirk.

‭“‬I do not recognize you,‭” ‬Shaak Ti said softly,‭ ‬tilting her head in the direction of the young zabrak and looking her over with a piercing gaze.‭ “‬Have you been properly apprenticed‭?”

“My master was training me here for some time,‭ ‬but he’s had to leave to join the war effort against the Seps,‭” ‬Maris answered,‭ ‬then shrugged.‭ “‬It’s fine.‭ ‬I have other padawans to train with.‭ ‬And...‭ ‬y’know,‭ ‬holocrons and stuff.‭”

“May the Force soon bring him back to you,‭ ‬then,‭” ‬the togruta nodded,‭ ‬her thoughts distant for a moment‭ ‬--‭ ‬she could sense the presence of the Force in Maris,‭ ‬and at astounding levels,‭ ‬far surpassing the mirialan girl and even approaching Ahsoka’s own.‭ ‬It felt unbalanced,‭ ‬undirected,‭ ‬but remarkable nonetheless.‭ ‬A waste‭ ‬--‭ ‬if not an outright danger‭ ‬--‭ ‬to let her go without direct tutelage.‭ “‬Perhaps I shall seek him out and ensure his safety.‭”

“For now,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬I’m afraid Master Ti and I must depart once more,‭” ‬Plo Koon offered a slight frown,‭ ‬though his mask rendered the expression inscrutable to any but Ahsoka herself,‭ ‬who was better able to read the microscopic shifts in his leathery,‭ ‬walnut-like face.‭ “‬I’ll entrust daily guard duty to the three of you,‭ ‬and ordinary patrols can take your place at night.‭” ‬He gestured briefly to the administrator to make things so,‭ ‬who nodded coldly,‭ ‬and the kel dor turned to make his way back towards his sleek,‭ ‬silvery starfighter,‭ ‬with Shaak Ti following closely behind.

‭“‬I hope you didn’t get us into anything too dangerous...‭” ‬Barriss murmured under her breath,‭ ‬only to be swiftly rebuffed by the teen zabrak.

‭“‬Hah,‭ ‬like we have anything to be afraid of.‭ ‬I‭ ‬hope someone tries to get past the three of us‭; ‬they’ll get a taste of the three baddest padawans around‭!”

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The room the contraband was being stored in wasn’t overly abundant in personality,‭ ‬but it was,‭ ‬at least,‭ ‬spacious.‭ ‬Various heavy plasteel crates and barrels were stashed against the chamber’s far end,‭ ‬some innocuous storage,‭ ‬while those deemed sufficiently unwholesome were stamped with red symbols,‭ ‬marking them as contraband.

‭“‬Well,‭ ‬I guess we’ve got some time to sit and wait,‭” ‬Barriss said softly as the doors closed behind her and the other two padawans,‭ ‬pulling her hood down around her shoulders,‭ ‬revealing her dark hair and little blue headwrap.‭ “‬Are you really sure it was necessary to volunteer for a job that could have just as easily been dealt with my the ship’s security clones‭?”

“Come on,‭ ‬where’s the fun in that,‭ ‬Barriss‭? ‬This way,‭ ‬we’re actually making a difference,‭” ‬Ahsoka hopped up onto one of the crates,‭ ‬sitting down lightly atop it and letting her slim legs dangle off the side.‭ “‬This way,‭ ‬if Hondo‭ ‬--‭ ‬or whoever‭ ‬--‭ ‬tries to get in here and get their stuff back,‭ ‬they’ll have a‭ ‬real problem on their hands.‭ ‬Plus,‭ ‬what were we gonna be doing anyway‭? ‬More training‭? ‬Making out in our bunkroom‭? ‬Not like we can’t make out here.‭”

“And now we can see what’s in those crates,‭” ‬Maris grinned darkly,‭ ‬folding her arms across her small chest as her yellow gaze honed in on the contraband the trio had been saddled with guarding.‭ “‬What do you think’s in there‭? ‬Gotta be something good,‭ ‬right‭? ‬Blasters,‭ ‬spice‭?”

“There’s‭ ‬no‭ ‬way we’re opening them,‭” ‬the mirialan frowned,‭ “‬imagine what would happen if we were caught‭!”

“And who’s gonna catch us‭? ‬We’re the guards,‭” ‬Maris chuckled,‭ ‬already making her way over to one of the crates and feeling around its lid for a latch to open it.‭ “‬Ahsoka,‭ ‬can you give me a hand‭? ‬Oh,‭ ‬sorry,‭ ‘‬little Soka,‭’ ‬hehehe.‭”

“I mean,‭ ‬it’d be a good idea to know what we’re dealing with,‭ ‬right‭?” ‬Ahsoka hopped down from her perch,‭ ‬swayed to mischief by the zabrak girl and moving to the crate,‭ ‬assisting her in searching for a latch.‭ ‬After a moment,‭ she found the seal and popped it, ‬and the massive box hissed open,‭ ‬its lid sliding easily away to reveal...‭ ‬well,‭ ‬not exactly what they’d expected.

‭“‬Huh,‭ ‬so much for weapons,‭” ‬Maris frowned,‭ ‬reaching in to pull out a leather loop with a hard red ball at one end,‭ ‬then looking back to the other girls with a brow arched.‭ “‬Is this a ball gag...‭?”

“I think all of this is...‭ ‬erm...‭” ‬Ahsoka pulled out a large,‭ ‬wobbly purple dildo shaped like a wookiee cock,‭ ‬knot and all.‭ “‬This is all sex stuff.‭”

“Well...‭ ‬at least it’s not anything dangerous,‭” ‬Barriss relented a little,‭ ‬taking a few cautious steps forward to investigate the contents of the crate,‭ ‬her eyes widening as she pulled out a tightly-packed and sealed black outfit.‭ “‬Just costumes and sex toys‭?”

“And rope,‭” ‬Maris Brood held up a spool of soft,‭ ‬smooth rope,‭ ‬her grin widening to show off her gleaming white teeth.‭ “‬You know,‭ ‬I’ve been thinking of exploring my submissive side...‭” ‬she giggled,‭ ‬chewing at her bottom lip.‭ “‬Who wants to tie me up‭?”

“I’m in,‭” ‬Ahsoka returned the mischievous smirk,‭ “‬but first...‭ ‬I think we should try on some of these costumes.‭”

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Several minutes of digging through outfits ensued,‭ ‬the three padawans trying on various ensembles,‭ ‬but largely discarding them‭ ‬--‭ ‬many were too large for the girls‭’ ‬slimmer frames,‭ ‬or built for species with anatomical discrepancies either unnecessary or prohibitive to their figures.‭ ‬After what felt like near to an hour of laughing,‭ ‬modeling,‭ ‬and trying different things on,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬all three finally found themselves dressed to impress.

Despite her lively attitude,‭ ‬Maris had been immediately attracted to the darker available colors,‭ ‬and settled for a skimpy outfit of transparent black mesh‭ ‬--‭ ‬vertical swaths of featherlight cloth covered each breast,‭ ‬meeting at the waist before continuing onward into gauzy pants.‭ ‬The twi’lek slave costume was crotchless and came without shoes or slippers of any kind,‭ ‬leaving Maris barefoot with her smooth,‭ ‬inert member exposed,‭ ‬her perky nipples visible through the narrow,‭ ‬transparent cloth strips.‭ ‬The only other item the ensemble came with was a slender silver collar,‭ ‬a black leash extending from it that Maris currently had wrapped around her chest and shoulder.

Ahsoka,‭ ‬on the other hand,‭ ‬had gotten her hands on something a little more traditional:‭ ‬a long violet loincloth along with a bikini top formed from a lightweight,‭ ‬bronze-colored metal,‭ ‬covering most of her teen tits while leaving just enough orange skin visible through the cast loops and grooves to still tantalize.‭ “‬Yikes,‭ ‬not sure about the metal‭ ‬--‭ ‬it’s so cold‭! ‬I can feel my nipples getting so hard already....‭”

“Maybe that’s the fun part,‭” ‬Maris grinned,‭ “‬and it does look crazy hot.‭ ‬The slave outfit vibes definitely work for you.‭”

“Not even the first time I’ve worn something like this,‭ ‬don’t even get me started on the time I was sold to zygerrians.‭ ‬Gotta say,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬the outfit did make me feel really sexy...‭ ‬this one even moreso.‭” ‬Ahsoka paused,‭ ‬biting her lip,‭ ‬then turning to face the green-skinned girl still struggling with her own attire.‭ “‬What’ve you got,‭ ‬Barriss‭?”

“Almost...‭ ‬got it...‭” ‬Barriss grunted,‭ ‬still facing away from the other two as she did up the last laces on her corset.‭ “‬There.‭ ‬Um...‭ ‬promise not to make fun of me‭?”

“I mean,‭ ‬we’re all wearing silly costumes.‭ ‬My dick’s even out,‭ ‬I’m not in much place to make fun of anyone,‭” ‬Brood chuckled.

‭“‬Alright,‭ ‬well...‭” ‬the mirialan finally turned,‭ ‬popping one slender hip to the side to model the outfit she’d chosen.‭ ‬It covered much more of her than the other girls‭’ ‬outfits,‭ ‬with panties,‭ ‬corset,‭ ‬elbow-length fingerless gloves,‭ ‬and heeled,‭ ‬thigh-high boots all made of a tight,‭ ‬pliable black material.‭ ‬The extra inches the heels provided accentuated her already greater height,‭ ‬and the removal of her hairband let her dark hair spill down to frame the oval of her diamond-tattooed face.‭ ‬The outline of her girldick could be seen against the skintight black fabric of her bottoms,‭ ‬half-stiff from growing excitement‭ ‬--‭ ‬both at seeing the other padawans’ outfits,‭ ‬and at the strange sense of confidence she gained from her own.

‭“‬Daaamn,‭ ‬Barriss‭ ‬--‭ ‬looking good‭! ‬I never imagined you as the dommey type,‭ ‬but I have to say,‭ ‬it certainly seems to be working out,‭” ‬Maris grinned,‭ ‬closing the distance between the green girl and herself,‭ ‬standing up onto her tip-toes to give the mirialan a long,‭ ‬soft kiss,‭ ‬hands sliding to the other girl’s hips and clinging lightly to them.

‭“‬It’s,‭ ‬um...‭ ‬it is kind of cute,‭ ‬huh‭?” ‬Barriss offered a thin,‭ ‬shy smile,‭ ‬gently returning the zabrak’s kiss and sliding her hands down the other teen’s back,‭ ‬nails dragging up across that smooth,‭ ‬pale skin.‭ ‬Looking over Maris’s shoulder,‭ ‬she watched as Ahsoka dug back into the crate,‭ ‬pulling out the spool of rope once again.

‭“‬Now,‭ ‬if I remember rightly,‭ ‬you wanted to be tied up,‭” ‬Ahsoka grinned,‭ ‬starting to unravel the rope.‭ “‬Fortunately,‭ ‬Master Anakin showed me how to tie up a prisoner,‭ ‬so I should be able to do this niiice and easy....‭”

As Ahsoka slipped behind Maris,‭ ‬binding the girl’s arms behind her back and starting to slowly,‭ ‬sensuously wind the rope around her wrists before looping it around her shoulders,‭ ‬then waist,‭ ‬Barriss let her hands playfully wander the zabrak’s slender figure.‭ ‬One hand slid beneath the gauzy fabric covering her chest,‭ ‬massaging one small breast,‭ ‬while the other descended to fondle and grope the padawan’s exposed girldick,‭ ‬pawing at the pale,‭ ‬stiffening flesh until Maris was almost fully erect.‭ “‬You said you wanted to be submissive,‭ ‬huh‭?” ‬the mirialan cooed,‭ ‬her costume and her own arousal bolstering her boldness.‭ “‬If you want to submit,‭ ‬you’re going to have to learn trust.‭”

“Ohh,‭ ‬you’re really getting into it,‭” ‬Maris grinned,‭ “‬I‭ ‬like it‭!” ‬A dark giggle rippled through her as Ahsoka began to tighten her bindings,‭ ‬while Barriss looped her own discarded hairband around the zabrak’s eyes,‭ ‬tightening the wrap slightly to keep it snugly in place as a perfect blindfold.‭ “‬Oh fuck,‭ ‬I’m getting excited already....‭”

She spoke truly‭ ‬--‭ ‬as the binds were secured,‭ ‬and her sight taken,‭ ‬her slender girldick finally reached full stiffness,‭ ‬throbbing eagerly between her pale thighs as she was shifted back and forth,‭ ‬two pairs of hands controlling her movements.‭ ‬She went from sitting to kneeling,‭ ‬the visual world around her blacked out,‭ ‬leaving her disoriented but thrilled nonetheless,‭ ‬and finally wound up on hands and knees,‭ ‬her petite rear swaying from side to side before being shocked still by a swift slap.‭ “‬Nnah‭!”

“Is that what you like‭? ‬You little...‭” ‬the voice hesitated,‭ ‬clearly belonging to Barriss.‭ “‬You little...‭ ‬bitch‭?”

“NnnnNHahahahahayeah,‭ ‬keep going,‭” ‬the zabrak purred,‭ ‬egging the other girl on.‭ ‬She was treated to another spank,‭ ‬this one more solid,‭ ‬more confident,‭ ‬the crack of skin-on-skin ringing out through the chamber.‭ ‬Pushing her ass backwards,‭ ‬she shuddered under the impact of another spank‭ ‬--‭ ‬before abruptly being given something new to focus on.‭ ‬As her lips parted to let out another moan,‭ ‬she gasped as she felt something warm and stiff slip into her mouth,‭ ‬taking over her senses as it prodded firmly against the back of her throat.‭ ‬Ahsoka‭ ‬--‭ ‬it had to be‭ ‬--‭ ‬not that she minded,‭ ‬of course.‭ “‬Mmnnnllmn...‭” ‬Maris groaned around the stiff rod,‭ ‬coiling her tongue around it and bobbing forward,‭ ‬forcing it as deep down her throat as she‭ (‬and the length of Ahsoka’s cock‭) ‬would allow.

‭“‬Unnfhh,‭ ‬who knew Maris would enjoy getting tied up this much‭?” ‬Ahsoka let out a quiet moan of her own,‭ ‬taking a fistful of the padawan’s braids‭ (‬and being quite mindful of her short,‭ ‬sharp horns‭) ‬and using them to thrust forward,‭ ‬cramming her girldick back and forth,‭ ‬in and out of Maris’s mouth.‭ ‬Bound and blinded,‭ ‬the zabrak seemed to be operating on pure instinct,‭ ‬rocking back and forth between both other girls as she greedily sucked Ahsoka’s cock,‭ ‬while still pushing back eagerly into Barriss’s repeated spanks.

‭“‬Well,‭ ‬um...‭” ‬Barriss paused,‭ ‬chewing her lip a moment,‭ ‬but then embraced her role once again.‭ “‬She better enjoy it,‭ ‬because I don’t plan on letting her out until I’m done with her.‭” ‬Another swat to Maris’s backside,‭ ‬this one harder,‭ ‬leaving a rosy handprint to match the one on the padawan’s other asscheek.‭ ‬There was a certain playfulness to the entire affair,‭ ‬almost like roleplaying,‭ ‬as each young jedi understood that they could use their abilities to escape any unwanted danger‭ ‬--‭ ‬but still,‭ ‬entertaining the fantasy that Maris was under her control filled her with a strange sense of delight and power.

For Maris Brood,‭ ‬of course,‭ ‬everything remained dark.‭ ‬She experienced everything differently now,‭ ‬more vividly,‭ ‬everything a surprise and a delight‭ ‬--‭ ‬the blindfold made everything so intense,‭ ‬like she was feeling everything through the Force.‭ ‬She slid down Ahsoka’s cock to drag her tongue up the togruta’s smooth sack,‭ ‬kissing and nuzzling into it before taking the alien girl’s shaft back into her mouth,‭ ‬resisting a gag as it pushed into her throat.‭ ‬Her breath caught in her chest,‭ ‬saliva streaming down her lips as she bobbed messily up and down in Ahsoka’s lap,‭ ‬as she felt Barriss’s hand grow more bold‭; ‬her fingertips teasing first,‭ ‬then pushing against the exposed pucker of her asshole.‭ “‬Nnhah‭!‬” the zabrak gasped,‭ ‬shuddering as they eased deeper into her,‭ ‬pleasure searing through her.

‭“‬Oh,‭ ‬she’s tightening around me...‭ ‬such a naughty little hole.‭ ‬I think it’s time we had some more fun with it...‭ ‬don’t you agree,‭ little Soka?”

Maris heard a giggle from both girls,‭ ‬moaning around Ahsoka’s girldick as it finally slid back out of her mouth,‭ ‬grinding wetly against her face for a moment before she felt hands all around her,‭ ‬turning her,‭ ‬and finally laying her onto her back.‭ ‬A moment later,‭ ‬she heard Ahsoka’s response.‭ “‬Absolutely.‭ ‬Question is,‭ ‬who wants to go first‭?”

“You can go first while she gets me nice and wet.‭ ‬Oh,‭ ‬and Ahsoka...‭” ‬Maris heard the mirialan relish a dramatic pause,‭ ‬and the green girl finally continued.‭ “‬...Call me Mistress.‭”‭