Padme and Anakin's apartment, the following evening.

"What in the name of every conceivable god makes you think I'd agree to this?" The Togrutan Master growls through clenched fangs, arms folded against her thick, heavy robes, a little beneath her thicker and heavier breasts shielded beneath.

She was seated, a chair so soft yet so large, enough to relax but not enough to get comfy upon, causing her to constantly shift, crossing her legs, straightening them, crossing again and occasionally folding. Was it even the chair, or simply the display before her?

The Knight in Black shared a home with the Senator, quite an upgrade from being a simple head of her security, he was however without his Jedi garments, instead sat in rather luxurious silk nightwear, a fine royal blue with gold patterned trims, running all along his arms, one of which was wrapped around the shoulders of an equally exquisite white silk night-dress.

The Senator of Naboo, normally a bastion of peace, truth and righteousness was sat next to him, leaning upon him, they were in love.

How could she love a man like this?

The Togrutan master shook her head faintly as she felt her heart sink as her eyes drifted to either side of the couple, to the others. It wasn't that several Jedi, Masters, Knights and Padawan appeared to be partaking in this devious meeting, it wasn't even the fact that a few of them showed the early signs of pregnancy upon their lightly bloated stomachs and swelling breasts, neither had quite the effect upon Shaak Ti than the third observation.

They were all completely naked.

Around Anakin's other arm sat the head of the Mirialan duo, Luminara Unduli, her head was planted upon Anakin's shoulder, a green finger slowly traced along his chest, following each bump of muscle concealed beneath the fine silk, she seemed vacant, distant, as if she had suppressed her whole self.

To Padme's side sat the beauty of the Temple, Aayla Secura, her belly bump was more prominent than them all, a few months at most, an arm was wrapped around Anakin's which both cradled the Senator, meanwhile the Twi'leks gaze was similarly distant, but turned away, as if ashamed of Shaak's presence.

Behind them all stood the second of the Duo, Barriss Offee, her arms draped around Anakin's neck as her teeth nibbled softly upon the flesh of his left ear, her gaze was different, full of lust and desire, a hint of rage behind it all, Shaak felt the only thing holding her back from trying to fuck anyone in the room, was a respect for the command of her new master.

And finally, at the bottom of it all, Shaak's gaze dropped, and a frown fell as her eyes rested upon a fellow Togrutan cradled between her master's legs, sat upon the floor. She seemed happy, content... no signs of Malice or mischief unlike Anakin, just genuine joy, did she truly desire this future?

Or maybe it was the simple fact her fingers were buried deep into her own, dripping wet nether regions, eyes locked upon the Togrutan master.

"I didn't think you would agree to this at all... just how many rules are being broken with my actions, the council would never approve how could I even dream of getting a member to agree?!" Anakin gaze finally broke from the Master, turning down to the back of his apprentices, head, smiling down to Ahsoka.

"But as I gather, raping a student is also something they don't quite agree with..."

She swallowed, turning away from the group before him as she stares silently out across the Coruscant skyline. Such a view the Senator had up here, such beauty, yet such vile company. Brief flashes of Ahsoka ran through her mind, how she used her, abused her, such terrible things...

"How did you make me do that." She asks aloud, gaze still upon the setting sun.

"Do what?" Anakin pondered.

"You know what."

"I have no idea what y-".

"Skywalker!" Her gaze snapped back, her lips thinned and brow furrowed. "Do not play dumb with me, I know for a fact you cannot perform such manipulation unaided... so how did you."

Anakin let out a faint sigh at the interruption, turning his head towards Padme as he offers her a light smile, ignoring the Togruta's interruption as he leans in, pecking his wife upon the cheek before the smile quickly fades, turning back to the Councillor.

"Ask me one more time, and I'll do it again... but this time it'll be you, and a Platoon of my troopers..." He speaks in a calm, yet menacing tone, his face neutral, taking neither pleasure nor disgust in the threat.

Shaak Ti's rage subsided quickly, replaced by a mild twang of fear, lumping at the back of her throat as she turned back to the Knight.

"Why not just simply control me to accept?"

"Because, I find it better for all parties involved, for them to accept of their own volition, mind control is far to easy and it quickly fades... it gets tiresome and loses its impact after some time." Anakin explains.

"How is blackmailing me, my choice?!" She cried

"Because you decide what is more important to you... your life up until now, or where your life will go from here." The Knight responded in his still calm tone.

Her gaze turns away yet again, gazing over the sunset before it reluctantly crawls back to the group, resting upon Ahsoka, her face of bliss contrasting to that of horror that Shaak had instilled upon her last night. And with a sigh of resignation...

"Okay... I'll do it." She mutters.

She is met with several small cheers, grins, and welcomes from the Harem, even a light wave from the Twi'lek was seen, but the celebration was halted by a cybernetic hand, raised into the air demanding silence.

"Before we get ahead of ourselves, lets just set out a few notices Shaak, first, your duties. You will report the going-on's of the council to me, suspicions, problems, complications. You will also suppress any information about this little group from ever reaching the council.

Simply put, it's in your best interests, the council doesn't find out."

Shaak listens to Anakin delegate her new duties like she were some simple Padawan under his tutelage, the first step in her new future, listening to the new master.

"Secondly, you shall obey and perform any action required of you, failure to do so will result in consequences... besides, you know well enough, you can either choose to Obey, or Obey." Anakin grins. "Are we at an understanding?"

"Yes Skywalker, we are." Shaak sighs.

"Ah ah ah... try again." He instructs.

"Yes... master." She staggers the words, reluctant to even utter it.

A thunderous clap of Anakin's hands rings aloud, startling almost everyone present as they jolt slightly before uttering a few giggles.

"Then I believe it is time for initiation, girls, please help the newest subject, Ahsoka, prepare me."

And with little delay the ladies were on their feet, closing quickly upon the still startled Togrutan, crowding her as they reach out to tug and claw at her robes, saber and belt, forcing her clothes from her body. She resists initially before succumbing to the Mirialans, her eyes drift to Aayla who offers her a sympathetic nod, but still engaged in her duty as she pulls aside the heavy set robes, folding them neatly away.

Ahsoka turned upon her knees as they set about behind her, stripping the Togrutan master of her coverings, Ahsoka instead set upon Anakin, pulling his pyjamas free by the knees, tossing them aside with little care, exposing his raging erection that lay concealed just behind his loose shirt, which soon, with the help of Padme, was off and also across the room.

With little delay the Padawan dived forward, impaling her lips around her Masters throbbing cock, pumping her throat against the raging beast as she sought to lube him up, she then felt the firm press of the Senators hand against the back of her head, pushing her even further along the mighty shaft.

Padme engaged her husband with a firm kiss as she shoved the orange apprentice upon his meat, nibbling softly upon his lips as she whispers out.

"A council member, we'll have to celebrate... you don't think we're going too far too fast?"

He responds with a reassuring grin, stifling a moan that Ahsoka is so desperately pushing him to emit. "I think you're right, let's take some time from scheming, enjoy what we have for now."

"Master, she's ready." Luminara calls behind her, stepping aside with Barriss, revealing the glorious Shaak Ti in all her bare essence, her perfectly curved hips joining to a smooth, flawless core, graced by two large, firm breasts, that were woven from top to bottom with intricate white lines, much like Ahsoka, gracing a deep Red skin than her orange, however.

With little delay the Senator yanked firmly against Ahsoka's head-tails, pulling her free of the now dripping wet, saliva coated cock as she sputters and coughs beside her master.

Anakin raised a hand, and without word beckoned Shaak forward, and with a few motionless seconds passing, she finally does, slowly climbing to her feet, approaching the sofa, each step causing her perfect mounds to jiggle. Even as she knelt and straddled over her new Master, her breasts continued to wobble, jiggle and bounce at every little movement or motion she or Anakin forced upon her.

"When you have done your duty, your initiation will be complete." Anakin calls up, folding his arms behind his head as he gazes upon the impressive specimen before him, clearly the effort would be upon her to satisfy her new master, and so with no further interruptions, she reached down, her smooth, thin fingers grazing the skin of his shaft before finally grasping it firmly, straightening the mighty soldier and carefully lowering herself upon the great girth.

Inch by painful inch it slid inside, Shaak winced, whimpered and yelped the further and further, she fell. It was her first time, one of the more devout members of the council saw her among the few that stuck to the ideals of celibacy. She was not deterred however, she pressed on, she knew just what she had to do despite her inexperience, clearly she was 'well-read' upon the subject even if it was her first.

The room was silent, all eyes upon the Togrutan and the human as curious faces gathered around the action which brought a fierce rush of embarrassment to the new addition yet it was not enough to shy her away as without needing any lead, she lifted her hips into the air, slamming them down firmly upon Anakin's crotch once more, over and over, again and again, building a slow, firm rhythm of bouncing over his rigid shaft.

All sat in awe of the Crimson beauty, her form, her figure, everything about her was a level above the rest, even Anakin's mouth held itself slightly agape at the sight upon him, her bouncing chest, shining in the golden glow of the sunset outside, the ripple of her thighs as her rear slaps down upon his hips with every bounce, the constant flex and shiver of her muscles as her body twinges with every jolt pouring through her of the new experience.

She may not be the most beautiful woman in the galaxy, but she was certainly his current crowning gem.

Anakin made no moves against her, it was her initiation after all, her introduction to the duties she would perform atop her actions upon the council, he simply lay back against the sofa, an arm around his wife as they both gazed upon the Amazonian form of their newest toy. This however didn't stop the rest of his ladies from joining in.

Shaak Ti found herself beset on all sides by naked damsels, Ahsoka and Barris dove between herself and Anakin as they wrapped their greedy little mitts around each of her breasts, latching their lips around her dark Areola's and suckling upon the meaty teets as the Master's hips continued bouncing, her cries echoing louder into the air as her body reacted harshly, shuddering upon the thick rod within her as she sprayed her first orgasm upon Anakin's lap. Pushing through, and continuing to pump her hips.

Aayla crawled to her knees before Padme, leaning down as she slithered her head up within her dress, crawling further and further up upon the sofa, the bump of her head and lose Lekku quite clear beneath the white silk, pressing upon Padme's own concealed nethers, it was hard to hear, but it was certain from the mix of Padmes soft moans, the faint slurps and hums beneath, and lastly the Senators hand pressing down firmly upon the bump and gyrating her hips, the former Queen of Naboo was getting some royal treatment.

Luminara clambered after her apprentice, hopping up on the sofa, but going for goals much higher than Barris, her hands reached for the long, thick Lekku that hung across both Ahsoka's and Barriss' feasting heads, tugging upon Shaak's sensitive tails as she leans up, pressing her lips upon the Red woman's moaning maw, beginning a tussle of the tongues between the two masters.

With everyone occupied, Anakin's gaze finally broke from the erotic display of his new acquirement, slowly drifting across the wriggling tongues to the Emerald Master on his right, drooping down across her heaving breasts which rested atop the head of the smaller, Emerald padawan, nibbling and tussling with the wine-red nub buried between her lips, likewise sat the smaller Togruta, milking the milkless teat adjacent.

Ahsoka didn't seem to act upon the pleasures of Shaak, but instead, her soft moans and light wriggle of her behind, which she was so obviously extending towards Anakin was a clear sign she was just trying to rile him further, this thought was cut however by a smooth white palm, slashing into view as it cracks upon the tangerine ass occupying his gaze. Following along the hand, he was met with the pleasured face of his wife, he had seen that face enough times himself, usually when his tongue was lodged deep between her legs on many a sleepless night, but it wasn't Anakin's tongue this time, instead the bobbing silhouette of a Naked Aayla Secura sat concealed beneath.

All the visual, audible and physical stimulation finally reached it's peak upon Anakin as he growled aloud, slapping his palms upon both Ahsoka and Barriss' offered asscheeks, lightly bucking his hips against Shaak's own as he unloaded a lengthy, potent and powerful climax, stuffing the empty womb of his newest plaything. Her initiation finally complete.

"Welcome to the family Sha-aahk!" Padme hummed above the air of moans and groans, stammering upon the name as she took felt the sharp bolt of pleasure strike her body, convulsing lightly as Aaylaa brought her to her climax alongside her husband.

"Ladies... on your knees, and let's get me cleaned up for bed." Anakin sighed a soft huff of pleasure as he opened his eyes up to the Master engulfing his cock still, offering another quick clap of his hands. "You too Shaak."

She looked unsure as to her next move, Luminara suddenly pulled her tongue free and slid along the Sofa unto the floor, resting upon her knees, swiftly followed by Barriss, and Ahsoka, she quickly followed suit, pulling the plugging shaft loose, letting his seed spill free upon the floor in a small puddle as she knelt before him, swiftly joined by Aaylaa and even Padme.

In unison they all leant forward, tongues hanging free and soon they were lapping, scrapping and tussling with each other as their lips, wrestled for their spot upon the shaft, she felt it best to join, and soon all six of the ladies were suckling, lapping and sampling the flavour that Anakin's meat had soaked up from Shaak's stuffed pussy. Lick by lick it grew cleaner and cleaner, yet dirtier and dirtier, no one seemed to mind, a few even seemed to be waiting for something.

'What are they doing?' She thought to herself, eyes darting between Luminara and Ahsoka, they were almost glaring at each other as Ahsoka's lips clamped around her master's sack, meanwhile, Luminara's tongue coiled around the base of the shaft, suddenly her Montrals flared, Shaak's eyes turned to Anakin who was seconds from another climax, and without warning, hands came up, pushing and fighting, the Mirialan Master and Togrutan Padawan were trying to clamp their lips around the head of the shaft, however, neither managed the right leverage and the newest orgasm sprayed free, plastering all six girls with a few ropes of the Chosen ones seed each, each slowly being cleaned up by the obedient Harem.

Padme was the first to her feet, leaving the rest to continue cleaning each other, turning her attention to her husband as she smiled, leaning forward to take his hand and lead him away from the 'Harlots'.

"Who would you like to join us for the night, my dear?" She asked teasingly, grinning all the while.

"You know... I think more celebration is in order, for everyone as well as I." His gaze broke from his wife, turning to those upon the carpet. "Everyone will share my bed tonight, and everyone gets some attention."

Soon flashes of orange, green, blue and white were darting towards the bedroom, all clambering for a spot upon the large bed within, the once spacious and plentiful bed was now cramped amongst all the bodies, butts and breasts that occupied before Anakin had even walked in. But it was certainly a sight he could get used too, even Aayla had begun warming up to the situation somewhat, getting what pleasure she could at least, making the best of a bad situation.

Shaak wasn't much happier about the arrangement, but she put on a smile and played along to avoid an even worse outcome should her reputation be tarnished. Twelve pairs of smooth, silky legs displayed six pert, plentiful and one plump rear, all ready and waiting, begging for some attention.

He began with Shaak, he had only let her thus far take Ahsoka and then himself, he knew she still needed to be broken in, crawling up on the bed behind her, a firm hold of her waist taken and a merciless thrust burrowing himself inside her once more, stuffing the familiar snatch to the brim. It was intense, she by far had the most bountiful and soft rear, allowing him to push more power into each thrust than any had suffered from him, it didn't take long to unleash his second torrent of seed deep within her vulnerable womb, leaving her a shuddering mess upon the bedsheets, oblivious to the continued pleasantries he enacted upon the others.

He moved along the line to Luminara, it had been a while since their last encounter, she was as warm as he remembered, her core hotter than the others, he felt like he had just slid himself into a raging oven, but he knew it already had his bun stuffed inside. He rutted her hard regardless, she adapted quickly when she joined the household, going as far as to help Anakin enact upon others what he had enacted upon her, she found somewhere that allowed her to be free to express herself, did she do so out of desire, or out of fear of what Anakin may do if she resisted. We may never know, all that was certain was she was the loudest of the six, her moans echoing even past the thick glass of the windows of the bedroom.

His seed filled her too and she collapsed like the last, cuddling with the thick, warm Togrutan that lay tired next to her as Anakin moved further along the line, taking two this time as he nabbed the Padawans, wrapping an arm around each of them before spinning onto his back. He shoved Ahsoka down to his hips, guiding his shaft upward into her awaiting snatch before shifting his hands to Barriss' thighs, pulling her up, towards his awaiting maw, wrapping his lips around her olive crotch as his hips met his apprentices' bounces.

Barriss and Ashoka had formed a kinship of sorts, separate from the rest of Anakin's harem, even before she had met Anakin both her and Barriss were friends on a more 'personal level'. With the new liberty service under him offered, they found themselves more free to express the love they held for one another, almost inseparable from each other, they pulled pranks, played antics, and on occasion tag-teamed a member of the household, ambushing them and toying with them. However Barriss loved Ahsoka, Anakin was simply a means to getting closer, yet for Ahsoka, as close as she felt with Barriss, yearned instead for her master. After another series of climaxes, and a swap of positions, Anakin left the two Padawans in a blissful daze, cum dripping from both their thighs as they cuddled and kissed together, pawing at each other's tired and used bodies. Anakin moved further along the line...

Next was Aayla, rebellious, grumpy Aayla, she was the horniest of them all, and Anakin knew it. He wasn't gentle with her, as much as she hated him, he knew it's just what she wanted deep down, a Twi'lek is a Twi'lek after all, and this one like the rest wanted to be mounted, taken, claimed. He pushed her head forward into the pillow beneath her as he climbed atop, pinning her to the bed before his now drenched shaft pressed between her legs, however unlike the others he did not attempt to breed with her, she was already well on the way there, instead his cock rose higher as his hips aimed for a tighter spot, burrowing firmly into her ass, enticing a growling scream from the Sapphire Knight. With a sharp pull of her headtails they fucked, she clawed and growled as did the man atop her, it was a fight as much as it was a fuck, she would never admit it but he was right, she did want this, but she wanted it to be beautiful, less violent. But the violence added simply another level of pleasure she had never accounted for, her fighting was stifled however compared to usual, she didn't want to harm the creature within her.

He left the Twi'lek in a greater mess than the rest, his seed pooling from her gaping rear upon an area of the bed now laden with tears, bites and claw marks, similar to those that decorated her shoulders.

His final stop came to the centre of the group, unlike the others this one lay upon her back, arms outstretched and ready for him, for her husband. Padme wanted Anakin, and not just Anakin, she wanted everything. And he gave her it, slow, methodical, caring, loving, passionate and gentle. Aayla looked on in a mix of jealousy and hurt, Ahsoka likewise looked on in lust and longing, both picturing themselves in place of Padme. She received nothing but bliss, Anakin was looking for her pleasure instead of his own, she was his world, his first and his last before anything. Her legs rose into the air before slowly coiling around Anakin's hips, locking themselves together as she whispered up to him.

"Don't pull out... give me your child."

Anakin couldn't respond, he was huffing, panting, only his pleasured gaze could convey his joy of her words, and in a change of pace, Anakin obeyed. His hips pumped, ensuring every firm inch of cock was as deep as he could press it before withdrawing, repeating, pumping, desperate to please his wife and before long his back arched, his partner cried out and another womb was filled that night.

He passed out shortly after that, the girls soon crawled upon himself and Padme, sheltering their joined forms beneath their bodies, Anakin was in heaven.

Been a while eh? Hooo, almost 5 months, yikes.

Things get distracting in work and life, but with the great pandemic of our time, I find myself with, less free time actually, working retail shifts does that!

But still, I know there more of you at home these days, and the least I can do is offer you some more material to read! So do enjoy, and be sure to stay safe from Corona! Be sure to leave a review for what you liked, what you didn't, and what you want to see!