[BONUS] The Togruta's Discovery (Star Wars) (Patreon)

Themes: Consensual, Slutty, Fucked Silly, Big Dick

Word Count: 5,075

Summary: Ahsoka Tano had been adjusting to life as a civilian, ever since she'd left the Jedi Order. She gets a job as a mechanic, and she begins to save credits in the hopes of eventually buying a ship to call her own. Only, that will take years, a decade even... and Ahsoka isn't willing to wait that long. Not when there are OTHER options for her...

-x-X-x-

A month after leaving the Jedi Order, Ahsoka Tano has officially settled into her new life as a civilian. She doesn’t regret it, the decision to leave the Jedi. The young Togruta couldn’t simply go back to the way things were. There was no way that Ahsoka could simply pretend everything was fine and that there was no division between her and the Order that had betrayed her, that had doubted her loyalty.

The fact that they’d tried to claim their treatment of her was a ‘Great Trial’ that made her eligible for the rank of Jedi Knight… no, it was just too much. Ahsoka wasn’t about to let them wash everything under the rug in that way. As much as she knew it’d hurt her Master to do so, she’d had to move on. It’d been time for her to forge her own path and that path no longer involved the Jedi Order.

Unfortunately, life as a civilian after spending one’s entire life as a Jedi was not easy. Ahsoka was managing to get by though. She’d lucked into a job as a mechanic at a garage servicing some of the uncountable speeders zipping across Coruscant’s surface day in and day out. The work is easy with dozens of maintenance droids for her to direct, and the pay is fair. Plus, it’s halfway across the planet from the Jedi Temple.

That doesn’t mean everything is all sunshine and roses though. Quite the opposite in fact. The hangar where the garage is situated is well below Coruscant’s surface, built into the wall of one of the massive Underworld Portals that allowed shipping into Coruscant’s lower levels. She’s far enough down that, even as wide as the tunnel is, she’s lucky to get a single glimpse of sunlight at around midday.

On top of that, while the wages are indeed fair, after paying for the rent on a crappy little apartment, the essential expenses of keeping her health intact, as well as paying out of pocket to keep her shitty speeder bike in the air so she can actually make it to her work… well, Ahsoka doesn’t have much in the way of savings, not yet anyways.

If she was planning on living and working down here in Coruscant’s lower levels forever, it would be fine. She’d work and she’d eat and sleep, and she could spend her few extra credits at the cantina two floors up, drinking her troubles away. But that kind of life is for someone who’s given up. Ahsoka isn’t dead yet and she’s not ready to give up, not by a long shot.

She wants to save up and buy a second-hand ship. Maybe a light freighter, maybe she’d go into work as a trader. After a life in the Jedi Temple, followed by these last couple years fighting across the galaxy… Ahsoka just wants to travel. She wants to see the galaxy without having to contemplate how to fight it, how to beat it. More than anything, the beautiful young Togruta just wants to be free.

Unfortunately, right now at her current rate, even saving every single credit she possibly can, that looks like it’ll take more than a decade to save up enough for a semi-decent ship. Maybe five years if she wants to risk dying alone in the cold vacuum of space by buying an outright junker. On the bright side, at least the Clone Wars should be over by the time she gets off Coruscant…

The macabre thought causes a slightly wistful, nostalgic smile to cross Ahsoka’s face as she watches the droids before her continue to work on a high-end speeder. The speeder’s owner, a particularly voluptuous and beautiful green-skinned Twi’lek, stands off to the side, reading something on a datapad as she waits for the service of her vehicle to be finished.

The female alien is a regular, though Ahsoka doesn’t currently remember her name. She’s not quite sure why the Twi’lek comes all the way down here to get her speeder serviced, if she’s being honest. The female is clearly well off, and her speeder would seem more at home in one of the more expensive, but at the same time better equipped garages up on the surface of Coruscant.

It honestly makes Ahsoka kind of jealous, seeing the tech that this female takes for granted. It’s not-

“Eleena! Please, step into my office.”

Both women turn to look at Ahsoka’s boss. Ahsoka doesn’t have a name for the big, beefy human. As far as she’s concerned, he’s simply “Boss” and that’s the way he likes it. He’s much taller than her, but then he’s much taller than most. Broad shouldered to, and despite being at least fifty to sixty galactic standard years of age, he’s one of the healthiest, put-together non-Jedi that Ahsoka has ever seen. With grey-streaked black hair and pale-white skin from lack of sun, Ahsoka can’t help but wonder if the human has something a little alien in his genealogy, something that’s giving him just a bit more in the life-span department.

Regardless, Eleena, as Ahsoka now knows she’s called, perks up at hearing his voice, and the voluptuous Twi’lek practically runs to meet with Ahsoka’s boss, her datapad still in hand but all but forgotten. It’s a little odd, but Ahsoka just shrugs her shoulders and gets back to managing the maintenance droids working over the Twi’lek’s speeder.

It’s not Ahsoka’s place to question her boss though. He’s not a bad man, even if he is a bit dour and stoic. All in all, she’s got a pretty sweet gig here. She’s not about to mess it up.

-x-X-x-

Of course, twenty minutes later, the high-end speeder is done a bit ahead of schedule and its owner still isn’t out of her boss’ office. Ahsoka isn’t entirely sure what to do. In the end, she figures she might as well let them know the work is done, even if they are still haggling over the price. Only, as Ahsoka creeps closer to the human man’s office, she hears sounds. Unmistakable sounds in fact. Frowning slightly, Ahsoka licks her lips and creeps closer still.

There’s a single window in her boss’ office that looks out into the garage. The window is kept perpetually darkened, as the man has security cameras that give him a live feed of the place anyways, from far more angles then a simple peek out of his window might. That said, down here, this far below Coruscant, nothing is pristine, nothing is fully operational.

A small sliver of the window’s darkening mechanism doesn’t work, leaving Ahsoka with a bit of a peephole to glance into her boss’ office with. What she sees doesn’t shock her as much as it should, given how well it matches up with what she’s hearing now that she’s close enough. Though it’s muffled, the Twi’lek female’s voice is nice and clear as she expresses her vocal enjoyment for the hard, thorough dicking that Ahsoka’s boss is giving her.

“Yes! Fuck me you beast, fuck me! Your cock is so damn big, f-fuck!”

Ahsoka is a little aghast at first. Her boss, dour yet fair up until this point, was extorting sex out of one of his customers? But no, no after a moment Ahsoka realizes that this isn’t that. She’d already thought it through herself after all. Why did this clearly well-off Twi’lek female come all the way down here to this lower level garage to get her speeder fixed?

Judging by the level of enthusiasm the green skinned female was showing as Ahsoka’s boss railed her over his desk, the answer to that question was in fact obvious. And by the Force was her boss railing the female alien. From what she could see of her side-profile view of the fuck-fest, the human male that she worked for was incredibly thick in girth. She couldn’t see his actual length, given the fact that pretty much all of his member was buried inside of the Twi’lek at any given time, but extrapolating, she could tell he was probably huge all around.

Blushing deeply, the Togruta can’t help but watch, biting her lower lip, as Eleena is fucked to a screeching orgasm, before her boss finally pulls out and cums all over the woman’s back. Some of it lands on the Twi’lek’s head tentacles, most of it lands on the back of her dress, which is actually hiked up rather than completely off of her.

As he stains her with his cum, the Twi’lek moans slightly, dejected if nothing else.

“Mm, would have loved it inside…”

Ahsoka’s boss just grunts, wiping his cock off on his customer’s fat green ass and then giving her butt cheek a big meaty smack with the palm of his large hand.

“You know my policy. Best not to chance it.”

The Twi’lek rolls her eyes as she straightens up and pulls down her dress. When the female alien turns around and leans up to kiss Ahsoka’s boss quite deeply, the Togruta suddenly realizes just how intimate a moment she’s intruding upon by watching the two of them. Her blush deepens even further, and Ahsoka is ashamed to realize she’s a little wet as she scrambles back from the darkened window and returns to her posting, keeping her back turned to the office, her entire body tense as she waits for her boss and Eleena to finish their business.

Not five minutes pass before the door to her boss’ office is opening. Trying to keep her true feelings off her face, and mostly succeeding due to her Jedi training, Ahsoka turns around and smiles fakely at the approaching Twi’lek female.

“Ma’am, your speeder is all set, so long as payment has been handled.”

Eleena’s smile is secretive rather than knowing as she glances back at Ahsoka’s boss and her grin becomes a bit lecherous.

“Oh yes, payment has been more than handled.”

The purr in the green-skinned Twi’lek’s voice has Ahsoka actively fighting the urge to blush as she steps to the side and watches the voluptuous female alien slide into the driver’s seat of her speeder. A moment later and the high-end speeder is zipping out of the garage. Ahsoka watches it go for a long moment, doing her best to keep control of her emotions, some of which she didn’t even fully understand.

Turning back around, the Togruta stops dead as she finds her boss looking at her with a lifted brow and his arms crossed over his chest. After a moment, he just shrugs.

“This far down, not everything is paid for with credits all the time. And sometimes there are people that come down from the upper levels looking for a different sort of service. Their… friendship is worth more than the money I might or might not get from them instead.”

Ahsoka blushes, finally losing her battle with her control. She nods slowly, bobbing her head up and down. And then a thought strikes her.

“… Am I really that transparent Boss?”

Honestly, the fact that he, a non-force sensitive could see through her as well as her former Master, that didn’t speak well for Ahsoka’s atrophying skills. The human male just snorts at that and glances back at his office.

“Nah, I saw you peeking in on us through the security cameras. Eleena didn’t notice, but then I’m a bit more aware of what’s going on in my garage than she is, especially when my cock is buried deep in her cunt.”

Ahsoka’s blush gets twice as deep, but her boss is already turning away, waving a hand over his shoulder as he goes.

“That should be it for the day, you’re good to go!”

Watching the big, strong, bulky human walk away, Ahsoka can’t help but feel a strange tingling in between her thighs.

-x-X-x-

Later that night, she lies awake in her shitty apartment, contemplating how things are going for her… and how things might go for her if she changed it all up. If she could get out of paying for rent and her other bills, such as electricity and water… well, it might just take her about two years to buy a ship, instead of five to ten. The only question was if her boss would go for it… and if she was truly willing to go through with this.

Thinking about it, Ahsoka can’t help but bite her lower lip as her hand drifts down the length of her naked body. She can’t afford sleepwear, which means she goes to bed in the nude… right now, that’s for the best given just how wet she is. The thought of that big, thick cock sliding in and out of her… the Togruta isn’t sure why she’s feeling this way about sex now. Perhaps being away from the Jedi has loosened the strict code that they brought her up on.

She’s certainly seen enough depravity to be intrigued by it. Still, would her boss take her up on the offer if she made it? Would he possibly get upset enough that he’d fire her? Ahsoka isn’t sure one way or the other, but in the end she feels like she’s obligated to try. After all, if she can’t speed things up, she’s practically doomed to live down here for all of her best years. The Togruta isn’t about to let that happen.

-x-X-x-

“You want to what?”

Ahsoka bites her lower lip and considers simply exposing herself right there to him. Dressed in some baggy pants and a loose tank top, she could easily pull the tank top off and have her breast wrappings undone in about three seconds. But no, she’s got nothing he hasn’t seen before… and better, if she considers just how curvy Eleena was.

“I want to make a deal with you… a non-monetary deal. If you let me stay with you in your home above the garage, rent-free, my body will be yours whenever you want it. Heck, I’d even take the couch in the staff break room. It’s just the two of us besides the droids, right?”

The Boss eyes her.

“Tano, you’re a good worker… but I wouldn’t have expected this from you. You’ve always seemed a bit uptight.”

Ahsoka blushes deeply.

“Y-Yeah, well… I need to save the credits, and maybe you just misjudged me. I’ve got no issues with sex, I’m just not interested in any long-term attachments. I assume you aren’t either. We’d just… we’d just fuck. Whenever you wanted to.”

Her boss seems to consider this for a long moment, before finally cocking his head to the side.

“Is that so? Then get on your knees and blow me Tano. Right now.”

The order sends a fresh flood of arousal through the former Jedi and before she can even fully process his words, Ahsoka is on her knees, her body reacting all on its own. Still, her boss looks on in approval as she shuffles forward and begins to work his cock out of his pants. His arms remained crossed over his broad chest, even as she takes his member in between her lips and does her best to suck him off.

As she already knew, the human male is extremely well-endowed. It’s hard for her to get more than a couple inches of his cock in her mouth. Her jaw stretches painfully, but the Togruta girl still does her best to satisfy him, her tongue sliding this way and that inexpertly. Her eyes never leave his, their gazes locked together as he seems to almost pierce her soul with a single look. Ahsoka has never felt so… small before, especially in the presence of a non-forcer user.

“Not bad. Not good either, but you’re eager at least. Here’s the deal Tano… we’ll try this out for a week. If either of us are having second thoughts by the end of it, we’ll cut this off and things can go back to the way they were, no harm, no foul on either side. Is that understood?”

Ahsoka nods her head, still doing her best to suck on his member. Her boss ultimately snorts and grabs her by her lekku, pulling her back. The Togruta’s eyes widen as he gently but firmly holds onto the top of her head tails. Much like a Twi’lek, the lekku are an erogenous area for Togruta. It’d be like if he jammed two fingers up her cunt all of the sudden, or if he grabbed her tits and kneaded them for a good minute.

A moan leaves Ahsoka’s throat as she’s brought to her feet, and her legs wobble weakly. Her boss just looks at her and snorts.

“Get back to work Tano. We’ll finalize our new arrangement tonight.”

He… He’s going to make her wait? Ahsoka very nearly opens her mouth to protest, but the look in her boss’ eye changes her mind. Blushing deeply, the Togruta nods and walks out of his office, the taste of his cock and his precum still on her lips. And despite her Jedi training, Ahsoka can’t help but be eager for the night to come.

-x-X-x-

Her first time with her boss is memorable. It’s her first time sleeping with anyone, and to Ahsoka’s surprise, she finds she likes it a lot more than she thought she would. It’s not just about him making her wet… it’s about how he treats her. Not romantically, no sir… no, her boss is rough and brutal and domineering when he fucks her, and Ahsoka can’t help but love it.

And as a result, Ahsoka discovers she’s just a bit of a nympho, not that she ever puts a name to it. Ultimately, the former Jedi simply has to come to terms with the fact that she really, really likes fucking the beefy, musclebound human. And her boss likes fucking her too… though sometimes, Ahsoka gives the man second thoughts.

Not that she knows it, but after the week ends and they decide to keep the arrangement going, it’s her boss who has second thoughts every once in a while. Sure, Ahsoka’s a fit, sexy, eager Togrutan babe, but she’s a little TOO eager sometimes. The man is fairly old by human standards, even if he’s still well-built and in perfect health. Some days, he’d really just like to relax on his couch and watch some pod races after work.

Instead, he ends up entertaining a horny young alien babe who isn’t remotely satisfied with the quickie they had on their lunch break. And that’s not even mentioning the fact that he has to fuck her brains out through multiple screaming orgasms before he can even try to go to sleep, lest he wake up in the middle of the night with Tano sucking his cock in the hopes of coaxing him into a round or three of midnight sex.

More than once Ahsoka’s boss can’t help but think the Togruta will be the death of him. But even if she is, he knows it’ll be a pleasurable death indeed.

-x-X-x-

“Tano. You can call it a day once you’re finished with that speeder.”

Ahsoka perks up and her eyes come alight with life as she looks to her boss. He’s as dour as ever… but she knows the beast hiding beneath his frown and his crossed arms. She gives him a salacious little grin and he just snorts at her before turning and walking off. Eager to finish up, but knowing she still has to do everything right and by the book, Ahsoka turns back to the task at hand.

She directs the maintenance droids to finish their work, even assigning more of the ones off to the side to speed up the project just a bit. Even as she does so, the Togruta is squirming slightly, her inner thighs rubbing together. The Boss will be waiting for her up in their shared little domicile once she’s done… and Ahsoka can’t help but be eager to go meet him.

As soon as the speeder work is finished, Ahsoka makes sure to properly log everything before heading to the staff changing room. She pulls off her grungy ‘uniform’ clothes and slips into the shower to wash the grime and oil off her body. Even as she rubs herself down, she can’t help but rub herself in other ways as well. Grinding her lekku into the shower head, Ahsoka moans, thankful that they have a water shower rather than a sonic shower. The running water flows over her sensitive head tails and she touches her chest and the slit between her legs as she imagines what her boss is going to do to her today.

And he definitely WILL fuck her. Even if Ahsoka is the one initiating sex more often than not these days, the young female has learned quite well how to entice her handsome, well-hung boss. Though, it’s never her that initiates things before bed. Before bed, it’s usually him that snatches her up and fucks her senseless right there on the mattress, leaving her insensate with his cum dripping off her form.

Regardless, Ahsoka has to admit that she’s a bit of a slut now. Even if she will eventually have enough credits to leave this place, she’s never going to forget the man who taught her just how good sex can be. And she’s not quite sure she’ll ever find anyone with a dick as big as his either… maybe she could convince him to go with her. Ah, but she’s getting ahead of herself.

Slipping out of the shower feeling randy and horny and aroused as all fuck, the young Togruta slips into a skimpy tank top and a pair of tight, form fitting little shorts before bouncing up to her Boss’ domicile above the garage. She’s quite eager to coax him into more sex, but when she arrives in his apartment, she finds him watching pod racing again.

Ahsoka resists the urge to roll her eyes, instead moving to the fridge to grab a drink from it. She very carefully makes sure to jut her pert little behind out in his direction as she bends over for far longer than necessary, pretending to be indecisive about what drink she wants. Only, when she finally pulls back and looks to him, he’s not even watching her.

Pouting a little, Ahsoka moves to the couch and flops down right alongside him. The big human takes up over a cushion and a half of the large piece of furniture, but there’s still plenty of room for Ahsoka to stretch out and show off her cute body as she opens up the beverage and takes a few sips, moaning provocatively.

“Mm… whatcha watching Boss?”

A grunt is the response she gets, followed by a slightly caustic reply.

“The hell does it look like Tano?”

Ahsoka sighs and pouts all the harder, even as she glances at the viewscreen for a long moment.

“… Looks boring. We could do something fun instead~”

“I’m having fun right now Tano. Don’t start with me.”

There’s a clear warning in his voice and he still isn’t looking at her… but Ahsoka knows full well what happens when she riles him up, and to be honest, the ‘punishment’ is just as good in her eyes as anything else he does to her. Grinning wickedly, Ahsoka downs the rest of her drink, tosses the can aside, and then flips around so she’s kneeling on the couch as she leans over and brings her face to his crotch.

He proceeds to ignore her, up until the point where she has his cock out of his pants and in her hands. Stroking him off for a moment, the orange-skinned Togruta sticks out her tongue and slides it up and down her boss’ considerable length, even as it begins to grow larger and thicker and harder.

“Tano…”

His voice is still laced with warning, but there’s a guttural huskiness to it now as well. Ahsoka grins wickedly. She’s got him. Taking his cockhead in between her lips, the Togruta suctions her cheeks inward, lewdly sucking at his length as she draws a groan from his throat. And then his big hand is on the back of her head, grabbing her middle lekku by the base.

Ahsoka’s eyes roll back in her head and she climaxes on the spot from the quite sudden explosion of pleasure. The next thing she knows, she and her boss are both off the couch, and he’s marching her over to a very familiar spot, his grip on her lekku tight but not painful. When he pushes her up against the big window that over-looks the Underworld Portal, Ahsoka can only moan in need, her little ass wiggling out at him.

In two swift moves, her boss has ripped her top off of her body, and pulled her shorts down to her knees. She’s completely exposed like this, and as he grinds her face into the glass, her chest follows, both pressed up against the window, even as he lays his massive hard on across her pert behind, hot-dogging her orange butt for a brief moment.

“This what you want Tano? You want me to fuck you right here against this window, where anyone flying by can see how much of a slut you are?”

Ahsoka moans wantonly.

“Mm, if that… if that’s what you think is best B-Boss…”

He snorts derisively at that, but after a moment he’s pulling back so that his cockhead can fit against her soaking wet pussy lips, and then he’s inside of her, driving inch after inch of his massive schlong up into her cunt.

“Yeah… Yeah I think it is! Fuck, you’re tight as ever you little whore!”

Ahsoka just moans louder. She is, she really, really is… but only for him. Only for her boss and his big, hard human dick. The Togruta cries out as the man begins to truly fuck her, drawing back only to drive his length back into her cunt. He starts to piston in and out of her stretched little pussy and Ahsoka can only stare out the window at all the ships flying by as he does so. She catches the eye of more than one pilot as her boss fucks her, or at least she thinks she does.

Given her skin tone, the chance of being spotted, even if this window is one in hundreds along the walls of the Underworld Portal, are pretty fucking high. She’s a nice big splotch of color on an otherwise dreary world. The thought that she might make people happier by showing off her body as it’s fucked by an extremely well-hung man only makes Ahsoka happier, more aroused, more euphoric.

She knows she’s meant for more than this. Even her boss’ big cock and the way he dominates and punishes her for being the naughty little slut she truly is, won’t prevent Ahsoka from getting off this planet one day. But for now, while she gathers up her credits in order to buy a half-way decent freighter, Ahsoka is happy to have found a place where she can truly enjoy herself in the meantime.

Another loud cry followed by a low moan rips its way out of Ahsoka’s throat as her body shakes and spasms. The human’s cock is filling her to the absolute brim and then some, and if she looks down, she can actually see him bulging out of her abdomen just a bit. Her long legs shake and tremble, turning to jelly from the relentless pounding her pussy is receiving. Orgasm after orgasm wracks Ahsoka’s body, until eventually her boss grunts.

“Gonna cum soon… come on slut, you know the drill.”

He abruptly pulls out of her gaping cunt and with his hand still holding onto her sensitive lekku, Ahsoka finds herself guided down to her knees. She’s face to face with the human’s massive schlong as he uses his other hand to hold it steady and stroke himself off. Staring down the barrel of his ‘blaster’, there’s nothing Ahsoka can do besides shut her eyes, open her mouth, and stick out her tongue.

A moment later, he’s cumming all over her face. It’s the most glorious thing she’s ever felt, just as good as all the other times he’s done this to her. His white, hot seed spills across her head tails and her orange skin, painting her features until she’s practically plastered in the stuff. And when he’s done and pulls his hand away from her lekku, Ahsoka is quick to scoop his cum from her face and eat it up.

He watches her do so, watches her clean herself off with her fingers and her tongue, licking up every last bit of his seed. When she’s done, she looks up at him expectantly, only for him to nod towards the window behind her.

“Clean up your mess Tano.”

Turning her head, Ahsoka finds more of his cum on the glass. This is her ‘punishment’, and she happily gets to work. Demeaning herself in this way is well-worth getting fucked so vigorously by her boss. And even as she uses her tongue to lick the window clean, continuing to expose her young, nubile body to anyone passing by outside… Ahsoka is already looking forward to the next time.

Her eyes shift to her well-hung, high-stamina boss. The beefy man is once again seated on the couch, watching the pod races. Ahsoka won’t bother him anymore… for now. But when dinner time comes, she’ll sneak under the table and use her mouth to get him riled up once again. And when it’s time for them both to go to sleep, well, Ahsoka knows that he’ll pin her down and fuck her unconscious, just like he does most every night.

It’s not the life she expected to be leading, but it is the one she’s CHOSEN. Everything has been her choice, rather than someone else controlling her. And that… that is worth everything to the young Togruta. Unfortunately for Ahsoka, the good times won’t last forever… and the Clone Wars will end in the most unexpected way, long before she can scrounge up enough credits to buy her ship. In the end, the Togruta will be on the run soon.

But for now, life is copacetic.