I debated posting this for a looong time because I’m too embarrassed to write fan fic I guess? lol I have no clue. Anyways, this chapter is rather tame but I do get more intense with themes like rape, hypnosis, pain, sex slavery and others. If there is interest, I’ll post what I have, otherwise I’ll fade into the darkness lol. Also my characters are OC, regardless of similarities of name (don’t @ me for legends material I have not read all of the books). All characters are 18+ and the age of consent.
Chapter 1
Alluria leaned her head against the cold tile in the showers. Today had been another exhausting day of combat training and repetitive drills. The training itself was not nearly as exhausting as her attempts to maintain her composure while the other padawans from various masters struggled to defend themselves. How did they expect to maintain balance and peace in the galaxy if their ineptitude continued to hamper their training?
Alluria breathed deep and counted to ten. Master Veran was sure to have caught the steely glint of irritation in her eyes while drilling with the practice saber. She wasn’t sure if she could bear another 6 hours of meditation to help “correct” her attitude.
By now her entire body was leaning against the wall of the shower. The contrast of the cold tile against her nipples and the hot water raining on her supple thighs sent a small twinge of pleasure to her nether regions. Her lekku twitched appreciatively and she let out a small sigh of pleasure. It had been six years since the last time she came. She could remember that moment with icy clarity. Pleasures of the flesh were strictly forbidden in the order, but how did one expect a maturing adult to not explore their own bodies?
Her hands slowly reached up to stroke her breasts. Perhaps Veran wouldn’t notice this one time? She grasped one of her lekku and massaged its length, lingering at the tip. Her other hand began rubbing her clit slowly, savoring every second. In a flash, she remembered the shame of being caught masturbating. The long lectures, the exhaustive meditation lessons, and how her hot water was shut off for months. Reluctantly, she pushed herself off the wall of the shower and finished washing the sweat off her body. For the briefest of moments, she thought she had felt a dark and sensual presence in her mind pushing her to climax. But now the sensation was over and the memory was fading like a forgotten dream.
Once Alluria was dry and clothed she proceeded on to meet Master Veran for her afternoon studies. Visiting the Temple was always a trying experience for her. As a youngling, her days were prohibitive and demanding. Upon entering the Temple as a child, it was as though her young, free spirit was slowly siphoned away and replaced with drills, studies, and control. Everything was about control. Controlling yourself was a mantra forced into her head from her very first days here. And for years she persevered. It was such an honor coming here. When she left Ryloth, the Master that took her had told her parents of her intense force sensitivity. This one conversation helped her remember her goals even through the arduous tests day after day. She had hoped that once she was a padawan, her days would be filled with freedom and she would finally see the Galaxy. Of course, Master Veran was as dull as they come. He strictly interpreted and followed the Jedi code and he never deviated from routine drills and practice. However, he was an accomplished swordsman, and Alluria knew her skills rivaled that of some Knights because of it.
She had come to the door of her and her Master’s shared quarters while they visited the Temple. Upon entering she found Veran sitting cross legged in the center of the room, his depowered saber in front of him. She could feel his energies pulsating as his consciousness floated free in the depths of space. As was customary for their training, Alluria sat quietly in front of him and attempted to wrap herself in her own meditation. Of all the skills a Jedi is expected to master, mediation and Force Vision were the hardest for her to learn. Finally, Master Veran returned to his body. “Tell me of your training with the other Padawans today, Alluria.”
She groaned inwardly, he had sensed her irritation with the others during practice. “In my match with padawan Kresh I felt distraught at his lack of skill Master. I attempted to calm my breathing and steady my mind, but my next few blows may have been rather rough.”
“Your anger and passion clouded your judgment Alluria. Kresh is a new Padawan. This should have been an opportunity for you to train the inexperienced and help shape our future generations of Jedi.”
Alluria, hung her head. She knew that was the correct course of action but things like this always seemed to have a way of getting away from her. “I will do better next time, Master. I want to help with the future of the Galaxy and the Jedi, I truly do.”
Veran looked at her with steady gray eyes “I know you will strive for better and challenge yourself to be more. Perhaps you can meditate on your training with others while on our hyperspace jump to Devaron.”
At this, Alluria had mixed feelings inside her. On the one hand leaving Coruscant would be the respite she needed after the weeks of monotony. But the jump to Devaron would be lengthy, and she was sure Master Veran would check that she meditated the entire time. To keep her mind off the ordeal, she inquired about their reasons for leaving. “Why are we leaving for Devaron? I thought we were scheduled to reside here at the Temple for at least another two weeks.”
“There is a disturbance in the force on the planet. You should remember from your studies that an ancient Jedi Temple sits on Devaron. Several of the Masters have felt a growing taint in the fabric of the force near that temple. We are concerned that a few rogue pirates are attempting to harvest ancient artifacts from that site. We are to dissuade them from that exercise.”
She grew excited. This was exactly the respite from training she was looking for. “When do we leave?”
“As soon as our ship is fueled. Pack lightly and bring clothing for a warm forest environment.”
“Right away.” Alluria quickly picked herself up and raced to her room. The faster she was off this rock, the better
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