From Padawan to Apprentice [Masturbation][F][StarWars][Denial][Mild for Bdsm]

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.

Christina’s Transformation Into a Sex Toy [MF][Bondage][Brainwashing][Submission][BDSM]

**First time posting my smut, hope you enjoy! ???**

Christina’s eyes blinked slowly open. Coming out of her drug induced sleep was more challenging than she thought, especially with the bright blue lights shining directly on her face. Where was she? Why was she here? When she saw the figure in the darkness beyond the light, everything started to come back together. She had asked for this, she wanted to be here. After letting out a soft moan, the dark figure came closer and placed his face between her eyes and the bright lights, giving them the much needed relief she needed.

“Hello Toy. It took you long enough to wake up. Do you realize how long you’ve kept your owner waiting?”

The man rocked the chair back and forth, threatening to tip her over. Christina’s fingers gripped the arm rests and she realized her hands were handcuffed to each side. She closed her eyes, trying to resist crying in fear of being dropped on the ground. The man laughed and stopped rocking her chair, stepping back beyond the light.