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Jedi Master Meditation Assistance 2: Ahsoka Tano
🕑 Added 2022-04-04 03:29:43 +0000 UTC"I don't know if I'm comfortable with this..."
Once again, you were met with the charmingly exotic visage of Barriss Offee - one of the more rare meetings you would have in Chaldea. You had only seen her teacher once since the first time you had met them - once more, she had requested your aid in meditation training, although she had been alone... and a lot less interested in training... the second time around.
The student, however, was not alone. By her side was another young girl, looking not too dissimilar, yet could not be any more different. She wore a strange headdress thing that looked... actually kind of good on her, like it just fit her, in some way? and had orange skin. She had a slightly alien, strange appearance to her, which you guessed was deliberate.
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," you said, cautiously, not really sure if she was being brought along against her will. Technically, they had hired your services for the day, in a method not too dissimilar from how one could hire the 'servants', as the Master called them.
Once more, you were hired for meditation training help. This time, however...
Barriss turned to the girl. "This is important, Ahsoka, if it wasn't, your master wouldn't have sent you here for it," she reasoned.
"He sent me here because he wants to do something stupid that he knows I would protest," she said, looking a bit upset. "I just know it. He just wants me distracted and out of the way."
Barriss rolled her eyes. "My master vouches for this training, and for this trainer in specific," she explained. "And you spoke to Master Kenobi as well. You know that this is legit."
"Master Kenobi was laughing!" Ahsoka protested. At least, you assumed that was her name, based on what Barriss had called her. "Ugh, let's- let's just get this over with, least I can do is at least respect your credentials."
"Neat," you said, giving her a smile. "You understand what this training entails?"
"Yes, I'm supposed to remain concentrated as you attempt to distract me, right?" she asked. "I've done similar stuff before," she explained. "Well... somewhat."
"You've had people try to disrupt meditation through pain and annoyances, but it's a whole lot harder to meditate when you need to keep your passions at bay," Barriss explained. "I still struggle... I might need some more training," she said, and you were almost entirely certain that the darkening of her cheeks and the dark tongue that flicked past her lips and wet them was unconscious.
That said... you could certainly think of spending some time making sure the previous lesson stuck...
Still... today's focus was Ahsoka, so you turned to her. "I won't do this unless you're sure you want to go through it. It can be a bit intense," you said.
Ahsoka shook her head, then raised a hand and clenched it into a fist. "I'll show you, and him, what I'm made of," she said, nodding fiercely, taking that fist to her chest. "I'll get through this training, you won't even distract me a little, I'll show you!"
You responded with a smile, and Barriss sent a knowing smile your way, which you returned with a nod, clearly, Ahsoka biting off more than she could chew was neither new nor unusual in the least. She had a hint of tempered arrogance, the omnipotence of youth that had not yet found themselves tested.
Well, she was certainly a fair bit better than most young adults that thought they could conquer the world.
"Right... take a seat," you said, "however you find yourself most comfortable," you added, gesturing to the meditation cushions set on the spartan room. A similar one to the one that had been used before - but that one was occupied.
Ahsoka, dressed in far more form fitting, slightly too small in fact, brown wrappings and darker pants, chose a cushion and knelt on it, hands on her thighs. "I'll get to it then," she said. "Start whenever you're ready, I'll hold my trance, you'll see!"
You hummed, nodding.
Barriss gave you an almost apologetic glance before she went to sit on the cushion opposite Ahsoka. On some level, it was also training for her, she'd explained on the request form, as it would force her to try to keep her own trance even as her passions were aroused, to keep her hold on herself firm - until she could actually employ her master's teachings.
Ahsoka was quick to fall into a familiar meditative trance, taking a deep breath and growing stiller and stiller, breathing so slow and controlled that it was almost imperceptible, even her pulse seemed to calm... if you were told she had somehow become one with a greater power that surrounded and flowed through her, you might even believe it.
However... you definitely saw that she was nothing like Barriss or even less so like Luminara. There were hitches on her breathing, every few seconds, as if there was a spark of something that was undue in her, something that disrupted the natural flow of her thoughts and her breathing and her flow...
No wonder you were called to help. Luminara had thanked you and told you that her student had been improving steadily, though she also had to admit that arousing her student's curiosity had carried its own problems, the improvements she had seen had clearly been worth it.
Admittedly, the severe, disciplined and controlled woman was a lot more talkative after her, ah, meditation had concluded, and before that she'd mostly been tight lipped about the results. Not that she wasn't delightfully tight elsewhere...
You hummed as you observed her form, and then made your way behind her, and sat cross legged behind her. Opposite, Barriss entered her own trance, and clearly fought with the desire to keep one eye open to spy on what was about to happen to what you assumed was a fellow apprentice.
Different masters, it seemed, but within the same... religion? Group? Cult?
It didn't matter! You observed her slim, thin body, an athletic woman who had only recently reached the height of her maturation, who still had the trappings of the youth she was leaving behind... She looked strangely fresh and... pure? for lack of a better term.
It almost made you feel bad, but she was an adult, she had chosen to undergo the training, and most importantly, that's exactly what it was - training. Your hands moved, and you first touched her thighs, the sides of her thighs specifically, under her hands. Her breathing only hitched for a moment, an instant of loss of control that could be almost imperceptible, and she soon returned to her serenity, even as your hands began rubbing her back and forth.
It was obvious to you, however, that her already imperfect control over her wandering mind was fraying further. It seemed this one was not as skilled at self-control as Barriss was, more of a wild, free spirit than the somewhat submissive apprentice you had handled before.
Well... her pants were a bit annoying , but most of her torso was uncovered, only a brown band of fabric covering her chest under the short cloak she wore... a cloak that you quite easily removed, revealing her quite enticing dark orange, almost red, skin, tattooed in white all over.
Honestly, these girls - if they were trying to hit the space babe look, they were nailing it. The strangely soft headdress thing she wore was actually quite interesting to touch as well, to rub, to caress, not quite hair, not quite feeling like skin... overall a strange feel, but not an unwelcome one, and she seemed to react quite cutely to your touches and caresses.
It was obvious that she was faking her meditation after only a couple minutes of ghosting your fingers along her sides, and you decided to put an end to the charade by reaching forward to her chest, small but perky, and grab onto her breasts, pressing down on her chest and her body against yours, forcing her to feel your body heat.
She let out a gasping moan, and you let her go, as she hung her head.
Barriss opened her eyes, clearly having been unable to keep herself concentrated, as well. "See? I told you, it's hard."
You chuckled. Not quite yet. But after touching a sexy girl so much, you were starting to stir within your pants.
"Ugh, I can shrug off getting punched in the face or shocked with electricity, but it's like-" Ahsoka seemed upset, then. "It's like I'm defenseless, like I just started at the temple, and he's just... touching me."
Barriss nodded. "This is why Master took me to get this training. We're very vulnerable to this sort of thing because we haven't trained for it," she explained.
"Yeah that'd make sense. It'd be super awkward to do this with Master Anakin," Ahsoka admitted, sounding like she spoke of a fond relationship, it seemed she saw her teacher as a family member. Maybe even a father figure. That'd probably be one tremendously awkward training session, indeed.
"Feeling better about the training now?" you asked, thinking of how she had been flippant about it before.
"Yeah, I guess," she said, nodding. "Can we go again?"
You shook your head. "No, not like this," you said. "You've heard it from Luminara, didn't you Barriss? Back me up."
The other apprentice nodded. "Doing more than one session of meditation in a row is pointless, you're already riled up, and you need to relax your body and purge yourself of desire first," she spoke. "The heat of your passion has to die down first."
"And," based almost entirely on what Luminara had taught you about this, "it's important that you understand the correct method. To be specific... you are taught to restrain, control and chill your emotions and physical needs," you explained, "but there is a time and a place for the arousal of passions."
Barriss began to undo her own heavy robes as you spoke.
Ahsoka seemed a bit uncomfortable as you explained. "How so?" she asked. "Most of what all the other Masters have ever taught me has always been that I need to keep a lid on my emotions..."
"If you reject it, your body will simply demand it more, and it will overwhelm you, take over you, become you," you explained, halfway quoting a vaguely remembered statement. "But if you let it course through you, if you let it run along your body's pathways, and simply accompany it, go with the flow... you will be capable of gaining control of yourself, even when the greatest of passions is aroused within you."
Barriss, by now, had reduced herself only to a pair of white panties that looked like they were a combination of cotton and latex, an odd look, struck you as somewhat futuristic, a contrast with the almost old school brown robes.
"Is this for real?" Ahsoka asked.
Barriss nodded. "More or less as my master told me, and you know my Master is a stickler for control and the rules, you know she wouldn't suggest something like this lightly!"
"Well... to be honest it almost sounds like something out of a cheesy novel," Ahsoka admitted.
You smiled. "Well, for the time being, we will calm your body's desires so you can relax and properly meditate..."
You hugged her flat stomach and kept her in place. Barriss hooked her fingers on Ahsoka's strange skirt and pants combination and pulled them off, revealing a slightly wet pair of underwear similar to Barriss' own.
Caressing her properly and without hesitation now, you began to play with her body, your hands teasing at her sensitive body, as she didn't protest or hold back, clearly trusting that this was for the sake of her training. Your hands explored her nearly flat chest, ran over her tummy, teased at her armpits and her belly button and her neck and her chin, until finally, your right hand began to travel down, while the left rolled up her breast band and began to stimulate her dark nipple directly.
Your lips found her neck, and she moaned out loud. "Ugh, that's- intense!" she moaned. "So you were holding back?"
"Y-yeah, it can get, pretty intense, I still haven't come even c-close," Barriss said, panting slightly as she crawled towards you and Ahsoka, who you had pulled onto your lap now, butt resting against your crotch. "But... Master showed me how I should thank you for your, help," she said, eyes looking a bit foggy and glassy as she reached for your pants, undoing the zipper, struggling with it a little.
"W-What are you doing?" Ahsoka asked, as the yellow-green skinned woman pulled your large, stiff, throbbing length out, your cock pulsing in her hand, as it felt almost like your own lust and desire were unleashed right then and there.
Almost as if they were in tune, the two girls moaned, and you felt a strange sense of power, like they were reacting more to how you felt than what you did, and it actually gave you a strange rush. Well, it didn't matter, for the time being, you were going to handle their excitement.
Your hand slipped under the waistline of the strange feeling panties, and began teasing at Ahsoka's tightly sealed, yet soaking wet slit, and you began to tease her outer lips as if to prepare her for intrusion.
Meanwhile, Barriss was showing you how grateful she was for your help by planting almost innocent, chaste pecks all over the length of your cock, and even more on your leaking tip, clearly enjoying the taste of your precum, what little of it she had gotten into her mouth, as droplets dribbled out of your cockslit.
As your finger began to find itself accepted, piercing past the intimate lips of Ahsoka's vagina, Barriss opened her mouth and took your tip in.
Your thumb pressed on Ahsoka's hooded clit, and she mewled in pleasure, the movement causing her to rub against your cock, as she was partially sitting on it, and you moved in turn, sticking a bit more of your length down Barriss' mouth.
The hand that was teasing her breasts pinched Ahsoka's nipple, and you flicked at her little bean while Barriss began to inexpertly but enthusiastically bob her head back and forth on the part of your cock she could take into her mouth.
Together as a trio, all of you lost yourselves into pleasure, the girls unknowingly accepting into themselves the truth that pleasure was good, and felt good, and that they should not run away from the pleasure that you were showing them... The master had told you that the sooner the girls understood their bodies, the sooner they could regain control, but until then, they were like leaves, shaking in the wind.
And you were quite willing to teach them of all the pleasure that their bodies could feel, especially when they were so cute and reacted so perfectly to you toying with their bodies! You were reaching close to your limit, and it was clear that Ahsoka was barely holding onto her own.
And so you decided to finally knock her over the edge by sticking a second finger into her pussy and curling up your fingers, plunging them down as deep as they could go, teasing at a sensitive spot in her body that you had noticed with your earlier minstrations, at the same time as you flicked your thumb over her clit.
"Oh! Ooooh! It's too much, it's too intense! Nooo, I'm- I'm losing it!" Ahsoka cried, as she, honest to goodness, squirted like a busted hydrant, spraying pussy juice all over the face of her fellow apprentice, who wasn't distracted at all, simply taking the nectar shower like a blessing while she continued sucking your cock like she was determined to get your cream, which she would, the sight of Ahsoka cumming and her voice ringing in your ear was enough to send you over the edge, as you growled, releasing Ahsoka's breast and pulling Barriss down at the same time as you thrust forward, almost choking her, getting down into her throat.
The slightly more experienced apprentice was barely capable of taking down your semen as you blasted it down her throat, pouring your cream with almost the same intensity as Ahsoka had just cum, the girl now laying limp over you.
You came hard, fast and plentifully down Barriss' throat, and she gulped it all down quite greedily.
No sooner were you done cumming that she swallowed thickly and noisily, and then turned around, face down, ass up, clearly wanting something from you. She was still needy for some more... purging, it seemed.
Well, this was all part of their training, to help them with their meditation training, of course! And if you enjoyed yourself with their tight apprentice pussies while you did it, well, that was only a perk of the job.
