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Master & Apprentice- Breaking the Body(GooglexFetishKitten)

Aris looked around the rooms with wide eyes and nodded at her Master, looking back up at him.

"Thank you, Master." She knew this was a treat, and she truly appreciated it. She hardly waited for him to leave before running for the bath. She hadn't enjoyed a real bath in a long time. She ran the bath quickly, all but grinning with childish excitement as she watched the water rise, slipping in before she even shut off the water. She sank deep into the water, resting for a long few moments before she finally started cleaning herself.

She had run the water so hot that her flesh was turning red from the heat, but she did not mind as she washed her hair and scrubbed her flesh.

When she was done she dried slowly, enjoying the clean, naked feeling before she padded on bare feet to the closet. She was surprised at all of the clothes in it as she fingered through the hangers. Many of them made her blush, and she embarrassment even thinking about wearing them.

Finally she found something she thought she could wear without too much shame in her appearance. It was a dark silk night gown with low cleavage and a slit down one side, starting so high that it almost showed her hip.

She towel dried her hair before she put on the silk gown, not wanting to spot it with the water from her long locks, and then she slipped into the night gown. She looked at herself in the mirror, blushing. The gown clung to her flesh, and even with it's dark color much of her could be seen through it. The silk made her nipples rise and grow hard, and they almost hurt. SHe was unsure, now that she looked at it, if she was comfortable wearing it, but she knew her Master would return soon, and she wanted to please him.

Finally, with a deep sigh for courage, she slipped into her Master's bed, pulling the blankets up to her chin and rolling onto her side, trying hard not to doze off before her Master's return- although it was a hard task to succeed at.
 
The training had not been easy in the least but then again it never was. Zibock always pushed his body as hard as he could, it was a part of his daily routine to make sure that he stayed in peak physical condition, and that peak was what helped him stay at the peak of power, the Force flowed more easily when you kept your body fit.

With a hiss his light saber deactivated and Zibock looked around the training room at the still glowing edges of the combat droids he had just destroyed. They were quite menacing or at least had been at one point, now they were little more then simple piles of hacked apart pieces and not one of them had managed to even land a single blow on him. He would need to find a way to improve the process or he would never improve.

Setting his lightsaber aside and toweling off some of his sweat he started to walk back toward his room, wondering what his apprentice had managed to do in order to get ready for him, it seemed like it would be an interesting surprise.

But he was quite disappointed when he saw her laying in bed, trying to fall asleep. “Didn't I say to make yourself ready for me Apprentice?” He asked with a low growl.
 
Aris sat up so fast she nearly fell out of bed, the blankets falling for her upper body. She looked at him with wide eyes, his tone had brought a chill to her flesh and she shuddered.

"I . . I was only waiting for you Master. I did not know how to make myself any more . . .ready . . for you than this."

She blushed some and looked away from him. To show him that she was sorry she rose from the bed, showing him her entire body, and the way the gown he had provided by way of her own closet clung to her.
 
“Oh a simple miss-communication then, I should have explained myself better.” Zibock said as sarcasm dripped from every word. He knew she had been innocent but did she really think that just putting on what was just about the most innocent thing that had been in that closet for her to wear. Pity she had avoided the freaking crotchless.

Moving to the bed he sat down on the edge of the chair, motioning for her to come closer again. “You are going to be punished for this foolishness Apprentice... I had been intending to show you the pleasures I can reward you with, running my tongue up inside of your thighs and fucking you with it... but now that is off the table.”
 
She looks as though she might shrink beneath his gaze as he strikes out at her with sarcasm, and her eyes fall. As he moves around her to sit on the edge of the bed, she does not hesitate to comply with his becon. She moves to stand right in front of him.

She had thought . . well it didn't really matter what she had thought. SHe had been wrong. She swallowed hard as she looked at him. Sitting down put him just about at eye level with her.

"I'm sorry Master." There was a bit of fear in her voice, fear of what repercussions might come from her disobedience and ignorance.
 
As she apologized to him and shrank back in fear Zibock sneered at her. While she did owe him an apology the fear she was showing would soon need to trained out of her. Some fear was to be expected but for her to shrink in such a manner was cowardly. If she wanted to be worthy then she would need to show proper respect but also grow a back bone, otherwise he would just discard her when she no longer amused him.

“I wanted to give you a chance to show me just how creative you could be.” He whispered as though considering how to punish her when he already had his mind made up. “You could have done any number of things, offered my tired muscles a massage, dropped to your knees and sucked me off, or just bent over the bed and presented yourself to me. You did none of this... lay over my lap Apprentice and we will begin.”
 
Aris looked at her Master, hesitating only for a fraction of a second before moving beside him, and laying over his lap. She found this a humiliating position, one that reminded her of being a child. Being a Jedi , her father would never even have dreamed of spanking her, but she had seen other child punished that way.

She understood now why she had been wrong. Her Master had not just wanted her to dress in such a way as to make her body enjoyable and easily ready to him, he had wanted her to offer him a service. She felt the shame of realizing she had been ignorant of what his words had truly meant.

As she lay over his lap, her dark hair fell over her shoulders and down the length of his legs, blocking her view of anything but the floor as she waited for her punishment.
 
Zibock smiled a little bit as she responded right away to his command, no hesitation though she must know what was coming. Though Jedi didn't seem to believe in punishing children with pain she must at least been aware that it happened to some and soon she would have a practical knowledge of that such a punishment was like... though it would be a tad more perverse then what a child normally got.

“You understand why this is happening now don't you?” He asked, his voice soft as he lifted the edge of the nightgown and was pleased to see that she was bare for him. At least that showed a little bit of thought and as a reward he let his hand slip down her legs to grind against her cunt for a moment before sliding it back up, letting his fingers trail between her ass cheeks as he did.

Then without warning he raised that hand and brought it down quickly onto her ass, squeezing where it had impacted in order to just add a little to her humiliation, then striking her ass again just as quickly.
 
Aris nodded as her Master questioned her, gasping when she felt his hand between her legs. Her back arched some as he roughly caressed her, but it was short lived, and a moment later she felt his hand hit her ass sharply.

She cried out at the pain, grabbing the side of his leg tightly, flinching from the pain. She almost relaxed when he squeezed her ass, feeling herself turning red, but then she felt another sharp slap.

She swallowed hard, this childlike punishment brought more shame to her than any other punishment could have so easily done. She let her head hang some, awaiting the next blow, her ass already burning from the first two.

"I'm sorry Master, I'll do better next time."
 
“You say that as though you think there is always going to be a next time.” He chided her with another quick smack to her ass, now having fallen into a rather nice rhythm and not letting up on the rain of blows that were falling on her pert bottom. “You are the apprentice of a Sith master, I have killed many people including your father. A single mistake at the wrong time would be all the reason I will ever need to end you.”

He had killed his own master, but he had been the old mans third apprentice, the other two having died for making simple mistakes at a time when the master was in a bad mood.

Ceasing the blows for a moment he returned his hand between her legs, cupping and rubbing her roughly. “I expect nothing but perfection from now on, if you fail me then you will suffer far worse then just a silly little spanking, am I clear my slutty little apprentice?”
 
The girl cried out with every slap of his hand, until tears gathered in her eyes. When he finally stopped she was holding back her tears by clenching her eyes closed. She swore to herself she would not cry from a silly spanking.

She gasped though when she felt his hand between her legs again, and she was surprised to realize that she was wet. She fought a moment to find the strength in her voice, after receiving such a shameful, childish punishment.

"Yes Master . . . I understand."

And she did. Just because he enjoyed playing with her did not mean he would not kill her simply because he was angry or bored with her.
 
Good, she understood the point he was trying to get across, or at least she thought she did which was an excellent start. “I'm glad that you understand Apprentice, but you almost must know that I see great potential in you, if I didn't then I would have never revealed myself to you, I would have let you fumble around in the dark looking for power and never finding it.”

As moisture gathered in his hand he continued to rub her, feeling that he might give her a chance to redeem herself in his eyes. If she had actually spilled tears or shown any great weakness beyond the noises the made then he would have continued and possibly done far worse to her then just spanked her.

“Lets see how well your have learned though Apprentice.” He said as he pushed her from his lap. “How should you have greeted me?”
 
Aris yelped as she was pushed form her Master's lap, but she rose to her knees without complaint. She looked thoroughly chastised, and submissive to his demands as she moved forward. She pushed herself up between his legs and opened his pants. Looking up at him, she tried to contain herself, she tried not to blush.

As she pulled his cock free of his pants, she swallowed hard, and leaned down, opening her mouth and taking him in. SHe wanted to prove to him that she could learn, so as she took his cock, she forced enough of it into her mouth that the head pushed at her throat, and she tried to move her tongue over the shaft, feeling each of the studs she could reach.
 
She failed in her attempt not to blush and that just made it all the more attractive to her master. The only pity was that it would not take long for her to cease blushing, and that would annoy him as much as it pleased him. As nice as it would be to have an experienced whore to service every depraved desire that struck him... any whim that he felt she would gladly deal with.

“Very good apprentice.” He said, making no movement to encourage or hinder her as she went about her duty. “I think that you have shown a decent amount of devotion so far today and if you haven't displeased me by tomorrow it will be time for you to chose a new name.”
 
Aris looked up at her Master slightly through long lashes as she continued to suck his cock, blushing slightly, but pleased at the chance that she might already be choosing her new name.

She pushed as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, and when it pushed at her throat, she pulled back. She did this a few more times before finally trying to shove it into her throat, wishing to please him and make up for her earlier transgression. As the studs pushed into ehr throat she choked some, it felt as though they might tears into the soft, fragile tissue, but she pushed forward anyway, her hands tightening on his thighs.
 
He openly laughed at her attempt to take him into her throat, she was eager enough and for a girl with no experience she was smart enough to pick things up rather quickly. With her enthusiasm she was doing a pretty damn good job of making up for her inexperience. Still if she was going to try so hard he was going to make sure that she was successful. Gripping the sides of her head to hold her in place Zibock thrust his hips forward to fuck her throat, uncaring if she was unable to breath.

He looked down into her eyes as he felt her having a hard time breathing as he moved back and forth, enjoying how she contracted around him. IF she couldn't breathe then she would learn that he had the power to take her life from her whenever he wanted to.

“Not half bad apprentice, your enthusiasm is pleasing but I find this a little bit disappointing... do you have anything else you you want to share with me?” He asked as he let go of her head.
 
As he grabbed the back of her head, Aris gave a little cry of fear. It was cit off when he thrust into her throat. Her hands tightened further on his thighs and she tried to push him back some, but it made no difference. She struggled to breathe as she choked and gagged on his cock with every thrust, tears gathering in her eyes just from the nature of choking.

When he finally let go, she was trembling,a nd she pulled back quickly, gasping for air. She ignored the tears that had gathered in her eyes, ashamed of them, but unwilling to acknowledge their presence. SHe looked up at him, and hoped that at least this time she interpreted his words correctly.

Standing, she climbed into his lap, lifting the long silky nightgown until it was around her hips. SHe moved over him, her legs on either sife of his hips, then let the dress down, pushing herself down on his large, studded cock. She cried out as it pushed in to her, and gasped at teh pain. For a girl that had been a virgin, she was very sore, but she wanted to please her Master.
 
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