An unauthorised tale of Jedi training.
It wasn’t even the dark side of the Force that seduced her in the end – it was her own cunt. She’d never been good at meditation, but she’d heard the Force-sensitive cults of Latubu had an alternative method of resisting the negative emotions of the dark side, so she journeyed to the distant pleasure planet to study.
Their way was simple – arousal. It was hard to feel hate or anger or despair when your pussy was wet. She blushed when they explained their simple technique to her, and turned to leave angrily – when she felt the first invisible fingers in her cunt.
Of course the Force could be used to masturbate – either one’s self, or another person. Compared to lifting massive boulders or throwing enemies bodily around a combat zone, masturbation was a trivial exercise, nothing more than a poke or a flutter or a stroke to one’s groin.
And the gathered Latubu Masters were demonstrating that technique to her right now. She felt invisible hands gripping her breasts and lightly flicking her nipples, despite the fact she was fully clothed. She felt something solid but unseen push up into her fuckhole, lubricating itself as it went, and something else probe her anus. A butterfly-light tickle ran back and forth over her clitoris, stopping occasionally to pinch deliciously.
She tried to keep walking to her ship, but it was too much. She doubled over, gasping. She felt herself getting wet. Could the Masters control her arousal levels too, or was it just her body’s natural response to the violation?
One of the Latubu Masters strode over to her. “Foolish girl,” he said. “It is pure luck that your enemies have not thought to try this technique against you. How do you expect to fight the dark side when your mammaries and breeding-hole can bring you so easily to your knees?”
She gasped. She wanted to be angry. She should be angry. But it was hard when her pussy was so wet. Their technique worked, all right – she was in no danger of strong negative emotions. She pictured Kylo Ren doing this to her. For some reason, it only made her wetter.
“Please,” she begged. “Please…” And she meant to say, “Release me,” but instead she said, “Teach me.”
The Latubu shifted his robes, and extracted his stiff cock. He pushed it towards her mouth. “Your lessons begin now,” he told her, and, helpless, she opened her mouth and started to suck.
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They taught her to masturbate using the Force. At first, she found it hard – she was inhibited, and had a deep belief that using the Force on her own pussy was dirty. They broke her of that quickly, though. For days, the Latubu would constantly violate her with the Force, no matter what she was doing – sleeping, eating, exercising, pissing – there would be invisible hands and fingers fucking her, stroking her, pinching her. But they would never let her cum. The only way she could reach orgasm was by giving it to herself, using the Force.
She pinched her clitoris with the Force for the first time after three days of the torture, orgasmed powerfully, and after that her inhibition was gone.
She practiced Force-masturbating at all times, so she could do it no matter what the situation. She Force-fucked herself as she jogged, stimulated her anus as she ate, and learned to hold a conversation while painfully Force-choking her own tits and vigorously Force-raping her own pussy.
Regularly, the Masters would visit her. Sometimes she would suck their cocks. Sometimes they would rape her pussy. She resented these abuses, but they always came when she was most horny and needy and she never quite managed to say no. In any case, they said their semen was naturally high in midichlorians and would increase her Force-sensitivity.
When she was proficient in the technique, they began teaching her to use it to resist negative emotions. They started mocking her, calling her a stupid Jedi slut, and a dumb human bitch who thought with her pussy, and sometimes they would slap her across the face. And when she felt the shame and humiliation and anger rise up, she would just start rubbing her cunt with the Force, and soon the emotions would go away, replaced by blissful arousal.
They tested her more and severely, increasing her humiliation. Meals were no longer the delicious Latuban bread served at a long table, but rather dog bowls of Latuban sperm that she was expected to lick up naked on all fours. They took away her lightsaber and replaced it with a toy, and then told her to fuck herself with it while visitors from Coruscant watched. They would beat her tits and pussy with whips, looking for any sign of the anger that might lead to the dark side, but she just rubbed her slut-nub with the Force and let the pain and pleasure mix until she orgasmed.
By the time they let her go, Rey was Force-masturbating constantly, even in her sleep. It was happening at a subconscious level – she couldn’t have stopped if she tried. She forgot to get her real lightsaber back, and never noticed. By the time she eventually found Kylo Ren, she had forgotten what she was going to do when she met him. Fight him? That sounded like a negative emotion – it couldn’t be right. Instead she just gazed at him dumbly, and then fell to her knees. She knew now – she had to suck his cock, and then get him to rape her. A powerful force user like him could put so many midichlorians into her womb, and then maybe she would be able to Force-fuck her own ass even harder…
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