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So.
Cody thought her plan was watertight. It wasn't long ago that Obi-Wan had tormented her in exactly the same way, bombarding her communication device with obscenities when she wasn't exactly in a position to respond. Why shouldn't she give her a taste of her own medicine?
Obi-Wan had some official Jedi business to attend to as Master Kenobi on Coruscant, and instead of her troops staying behind to fight on the front lines, they were all granted a leave. So, they had packed their bags and their girls onto the Negotiator and set course for the capital of the galaxy.
The week on the city planet had been an active one; with Obi-Wan busy with official business, Cody had had time to take care of her personal affairs. Nominally, she had spent her time partying with her sisters in the 79's, sleeping her hangover off with them in the barracks, and repeating the same thing the following days.
She had even managed to see her youngest batch sister Fox, who, after a little tweaking with her own commanders, had managed to arrange a free evening for herself. Cody had picked Fox up from her office with takeaway pancakes from Dex's diner in one hand and a bottle of strong moonshine under her arm. Fox looked more tired than ever, but also genuinely happy to see Cody, and they had climbed onto the roof of the guard headquarters to chat. When half the moonshine was gone and all the pancakes had been eaten, Cody noticed Fox's face glistening in the neon lights of Coruscant, and they had hugged each other for a long time. Afterwards, Fox called her a little bitch, and they laughed together as they wiped their eyes.
Good nights indeed.
But now, on the last night before their departure back to the front, and the last day of Obi-Wan’s meetings.
So.
She had opened the private conversation between her and Obi-Wan on her data pad and began to work. When a notification appeared at the bottom of the image she had sent, indicating that the message had been opened, she imagined Obi-Wan's expression as the serious Jedi Master tried to convince the rest of the council that she was not in fact looking at the image of her commander's bare breasts. Or her cunt, which Cody was fucking with a big pink dildo. Or a picture of her bent over the bed, fingering her own asshole while her freshly fucked pussy still glistened from her recent orgasm.
All of the messages were marked as read, but otherwise she received no response from Obi-Wan. Until hours later, when the data pad pinged a single message: Meet me in my room at the Jedi Temple in an hour.
And now an hour had passed and she was in Obi-Wan's room. Lying naked on her back on the Jedi's bed, the said Jedi looming over her with a mischievous smile on her face.
"You've been quite the brat today. Would you like to explain yourself, or shall we proceed directly to your punishment?"
Her voice made Cody tremble, and her pussy throb. She tried to smile in what she hoped was an innocent expression and replied, "Would it help if I said you started it?"
The wild smile on Obi-Wan's face seemed to spread even wider. She was the most beautiful being Cody had ever met.
"Unfortunately, not at all."
The most beautiful and the most dangerous.
"Luckily for you, I'm willing to make sure you know how to behave. Please lift your knees to your chest, I want to see you."
Cody did as she was told, spreading herself for Obi-Wan to see. Obi-Wan eyed her pussy, sliding her fingers between her slick folds, stroking her. "You're already so wet. You look so good when I touch you," she said, squeezing Cody's clit between her thumb and forefinger, making Cody arch her back and moan.
"First, we can take care of this naughty cunt before we move on," Obi-Wan said, giving her plump lips one last pat before reaching for a box on her bedside table and pulling out a small transparent vial. "This is oil infused with ginger juice. I'm going to rub a little bit of it on your clit, just so you remember who's in charge. Check with me?"
Her head was spinning with desire. She had never tried anything like this before, but she had heard from her more adventurous sisters what ginger felt like in more sensitive areas. "Yes, ma'am," she said.
"Good job," Obi-Wan replied, unscrewing the cap. She put her index finger on the mouth of the vial and turned it upside down a few times before placing it on the nightstand. "Tell me if this is too much, and we'll try to make you more comfortable, sweetheart," she said, bringing her oily finger to her vagina. Cody gasped at the touch; it felt good until the burning sensation began. It started with a low ache, slowly transforming into a more intense sensation, making Cody's pussy pulse. She gasped on the bed, a bead of sweat slowly rolling down her forehead, while Obi-Wan wiped her hand on a wet towel. Then she reached into the box again, this time pulling out a short whip with a silicone pad a few inches wide at the end.
"I'm going to whip your naughty parts first," Obi-Wan purred to her, running the tip of the whip along Cody's skin, dipping it between her legs, and rubbing it against her burning clitoris as she leaned over Cody, her face just inches from Cody's, their breaths mingling. There was a hint of a floral scent on Obi-Wan's neck, and Cody felt intoxicated by it. Obi-Wan bit her lip, her blue eyes flashing, and then she pulled back again and raised the whip.
Thwack!
The whip struck her wet, spread lips of her cunt, making Cody flinch. It rose again, only to slap again between her splayed legs, wet with Cody's thick juices.
Thwack! This time it hit Cody's outer labia, leaving a stinging sensation that made her shriek.
"Good job, Cody, you're doing great," Obi-Wan said to her, spreading her labia with her fingers and aiming the whip directly at her clitoris several times in a row. The blows, combined with the stinging oil, made Cody writhe, trying to escape the sensation.
"Did I say you could move?" Obi-Wan asked, this time aiming for Cody's sensitive inner thighs and the small crevice between her thighs and lips.
"I'm sorry!" she exclaimed, unable to remain still, attempting to shield herself from the blows. However, it was as if an invisible hand was holding her in place, and she was unable to move her legs. She cried and tried to fight against the Force, but in vain, having to surrender to the constant slaps against her pussy. She glanced between her legs, and the part she could see had begun to redden from the punishment. Her lips looked swollen, fat, and wet as the whip struck them, causing her whole body to spasm.
"You're taking your punishment so well, Cody. Just a few more, then you can thank me and we'll move on."
Obi-Wan struck her pussy five times quickly, not giving her time to breathe between them, hitting Cody's wet pussy loudly, brushing her clit with each stroke. By the end, Cody was sweaty and moaning softly.
She flinched slightly when Obi-Wan's hand appeared on her pussy, cupping it into her palm and just holding her hand there. Obi-Wan's face was flushed, the redness beautifully highlighting her freckles and moles. A few strands of hair had escaped from her ponytail, framing her face beautifully.
She felt the Force loosened around her legs, allowing her to lower them back onto the bed. Her breathing hitched as she lay there, trying to catch her breath.
"Thank you for correcting my bad behavior," Cody said to her after getting herself back together, and frowned when that made Obi-Wan chuckle.
"You're very welcome," she replied. "But that was only the first part of your punishment. Get on the bed on your hands and knees, please."
Cody looked at Obi-Wan with wide eyes, trying to convey that yes, she had learned her lesson and they could just forget about this and engage in mind-blowing lovemaking.
Obi-Wan just smiled at her, teeth and all showing. "Now, if you would be so kind."
Cody rolled onto her stomach, then pushed her hands and knees under her and leaned on them. She could hear Obi-Wan moving behind her, and felt her gaze on her exposed ass.
"Now, reach back and spread your cheeks, please," Obi-Wan said wickedly. Cody whimpered a little and reached back, grabbing her buttocks and spreading them. The cool air of the room hit her most private place, making her hole clench unintentionally.
The first lash between her cheeks made her let go and cover her rear as much as possible with her hands. Somewhere above her Obi-Wan tutted. "Spread your cheeks now, I won't repeat myself."
With trembling hands, Cody exposed herself again and waited stiffly for the next blow.
"Good. I think twenty strokes is a good number to start with," Obi-Wan praised her, but that did not comfort Cody. The second blow landed in the same spot as the first one, and Cody had to bite down on the blanket beneath her to keep from letting go again.
The third blow landed below the previous ones, between her vagina and anus, causing Cody to shriek into the bed. The fourth lash landed directly on her fluttering hole and the fifth landed above all the previous ones.
Now Cody was crying into the bedspread, hot tears streaming from her eyes. She tried to beg, but her words were muffled by the blanket.
Unfortunately, Obi-Wan showed no mercy, striking Cody's hole even harder. She hit it hard, and then did it again, and again, and again, covering the entire area with sharp blows. Cody howled loudly when it was time for the twentieth blow.
"Look how red your whole crack is, my dear Cody," Obi-Wan cooed, stroking her flaming hole with her fingers before dipping them lower and pushing straight into Cody's cunt. She yelped and arched her back, but held her position.
Obi-Wan reached into the box again and took out something long, a glass probe a few fingers thick, glimmering in the dim light of the room. Their eyes met and the Jedi smiled at her. "This may not look like much, but these bumps and ridges are going to feel really bad against your freshly whipped ass."
A shiver ran through Cody's entire body as Obi-Wan spread a small amount of lubricant on the probe, covering the small nubs on its surface. Next, a finger appeared at her hole, the cold lubricant doing little to ease the pain. The finger inside her felt quite good, even though Cody felt like her head was starting to spin from the approaching sub space, and everything felt quite a lot at that moment.
The touch of the glass dildo against her hole was cold at first, and she recoiled from it. Obi-Wan's hand appeared in the hollow of her back, offering support. She moved toward her touch, seeking comfort from it.
"Shh, sweetheart. I'll set the timer for three minutes, then it will be over," Obi-Wan comforted her, and Cody keened against the bed.
The dildo slowly pushed into her, deep, too deep, and it was just as Obi-Wan said. The nubs on the surface of the dildo catched her spanked rim, the uneven surface of the shaft massaging her deeply and thoroughly, until it stopped. Cody breathed in, and whined when Obi-Wan began to pull the dildo out.
It felt like it was stimulating Cody's rectum all the way, and the pressure on her opening felt endless.
Cody felt drunk with pleasure, moaning and crying alternately as Obi-Wan mercilessly pushed the dildo in and out of her. It began to warm quickly from the effect of her body heat, but that did a little for the uncomfortable sensations brought on by the nubs and bumps, keeping the burning around her hole aflame.
When the timer beeped to signal that the time was up, Cody wasn't sure whether to cry out in relief or frustration. The dildo disappeared from her hole, and Obi-Wan's finger appeared to touch it, prodding at the tender circle and pushing inside, making sure everything was okay.
Then she gathered Cody into her arms, and they both fell onto the bed, Cody's face hidden in Obi-Wan's shoulder.
"Shh, you were great, Cody. So good, shhh," she comforted her, rubbing Cody's shoulder and combing her hair with her fingers.
Cody just hung there, feeling mildly concerned about how it hurt and felt good at the same time. Her asshole throbbed, and her clit was still on fire from the oil, yet she was wetter than she had been in a long time, aroused beyond words.
Obi-Wan tried to pull away from the embrace, but Cody protested loudly. She needed this more.
"Shh, I'm not going anywhere. I just want to look at you."
This time, Cody let the Jedi release their embrace and looked into Obi-Wan's adoring eyes with her wet ones.
"You're a mess," Obi-Wan said, kissing the tip of her nose.
"Whose fault is that?" Cody asked, half asleep. Obi-Wan snorted.
"As I recall, it was you who sent me all those holos. They were lovely, by the way."
"Thank you ma’am, I put a lot of effort into them," Cody mumbled. Her head was foggy, and sleep was beginning to take her.
"Sleep, Cody. We can continue later."
"That would be nice," Cody replied, already asleep.