A New Path In The Force AU (CH 3) (Patreon)

A/N: This story is rated M for mature content not suitable for children.

All characters engaging in sexual or mature relationships are eighteen years or older.

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Chapter 3: Breaking the Assassin

Spaceship Konoha

The Spaceship Konoha hummed with a low, rhythmic vibration as it tore through the kaleidoscopic tunnel of hyperspace. On the bridge, the air was thick, not with the smell of ozone or burnt circuitry, but with the lingering, musky scent of the marathon session that had occurred before they left Ryloth’s orbit.

Naruto sat in the captain’s chair, his naked form relaxed, one leg draped over the armrest. Beside him, Aayla Secura, now wearing nothing but her black Uzumaki collar, was diligently polishing the navigation console. Every time she leaned forward, the collar tugged slightly at her throat, a constant, erotic reminder of who she belonged to.

Ahsoka emerged from the living quarters, her orange skin glowing under the ship’s artificial lights. She walked with a new confidence, a predatory grace that she hadn’t possessed when she was a mere Padawan. She bypassed the food generator and walked straight to Naruto, climbing into his lap without a word.

"Master," Ahsoka whispered, nibbling on his earlobe. "The prisoner is awake. She’s been trying to pick the electronic lock with the Force for the last hour. She’s persistent, I’ll give her that."

Naruto let out a dark chuckle, his hand sliding down to squeeze Ahsoka’s firm thigh. "Persistence is just another word for 'asking for it' in my book. Aayla, how’s our heading?"

The Twi'lek turned, her lekku twitching. She dropped to her knees instinctively before answering. "We are on course for the Outer Rim, Master. Three days until the next refueling station. The ship is performing perfectly."

"Good girl," Naruto said, making Aayla beam with a mixture of shame and pride. "Ahsoka, go fetch our guest. It’s time we had a proper 'orientation' for the newest member of the crew. And bring the 'special' restraints. The ones that dampen Force signatures."

Ahsoka’s eyes lit up with a mischievous glint. "With pleasure."

The Brig

Asajj Ventress sat in the center of her cell, her pale, bald head bowed in a mock-meditative pose. Her mind was a whirlwind of rage. She had served Count Dooku, she had survived the treacherous wilds of Dathomir, and she had fought the greatest Jedi in the galaxy. To be held captive on a modified freighter by a blonde "barbarian" and a traitorous brat like Tano was an insult she couldn't stomach.

The door hissed open.

"Time to wake up, Asajj," Ahsoka said, leaning against the doorframe. She was still naked, a fact that Ventress found both baffling and disgusting.

"Have you no shame, little girl?" Ventress spat, her voice like grinding gravel. "Walking around like a common whore for a man who probably can't even pronounce 'Sith' correctly?"

Ahsoka didn't flinch. Instead, she laughed, a deep, sultry sound. "Oh, Asajj. You think you’re so high and mighty. But look at you. You’re in a cage, starving for power, while I’m tasting things you couldn’t even imagine. Naruto isn't a Jedi, and he isn't a Sith. He’s... something else. And today, you’re going to find out exactly what."

Before Ventress could retaliate, Ahsoka moved with blinding speed, enhanced not just by the Force, but by the physical vitality Naruto had been pumping into her for weeks. She slapped a pair of cold, black metallic cuffs onto Ventress’s wrists.

Immediately, the world went grey for the Sith. The connection to the Dark Side, the constant, pulsing anger she relied on, was suddenly muffled, like a radio being turned down to a faint whisper.

"What is this?" Ventress hissed, her legs feeling weak.

"Master’s design," Ahsoka replied, grabbing Ventress by the collar of her tunic and dragging her toward the bridge. "Now, stop complaining. You have an audience."

The Bridge

When Ventress was shoved onto the bridge, the sight that met her eyes was enough to make her skin crawl. Naruto Uzumaki was waiting, flanked by the Twi'lek Jedi Master Aayla Secura. Seeing a Master of Secura’s caliber standing there naked, wearing a slave collar, sent a bolt of genuine fear through Ventress.

"So, this is the legendary Asajj Ventress," Naruto said, standing up. He was tall, powerfully built, and radiated a golden aura of Force energy that was so dense it felt like physical heat.

"Kill me now and get it over with," Ventress sneered, though her voice lacked its usual bite. "I won't be your plaything like these two broken husks."

Naruto walked toward her, his footsteps heavy and deliberate. He stopped just inches from her face. Ventress tried to look away, but he caught her chin in a firm grip, forcing her to look into his cerulean eyes.

"Broken? No, Asajj. They aren't broken. They’re fixed," Naruto said. "They don't have to worry about the Council’s lies or the Sith’s betrayals. They only have to worry about one thing: making me happy. And in return, I give them power. Real power."

He let go of her chin and placed a hand on her chest, right over her heart. Ventress gasped as a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure surged through her. It wasn't the cold, biting chill of the Dark Side; it was a roaring fire that made her knees buckle.

"Stop... what are you doing?" she gasped, her breath hitching.

"I’m showing you the 'Uzumaki Path,'" Naruto whispered. "You’ve spent your whole life being a tool for old men who would discard you in a heartbeat. Dooku doesn't care about you. But I? I find you very... useful."

Lemon Scene Ahead

Naruto didn't wait for her to agree. He reached out and gripped the front of her combat tunic, ripping the fabric down the middle with a single, forceful tug. Ventress’s pale, lithe body was exposed to the cool air of the ship. Her breasts were small and firm, her nipples already hardening from the strange Force-energy Naruto was radiating.

"Aayla, Ahsoka," Naruto commanded. "Help our guest get comfortable."

The two former Jedi moved in like predators. Aayla took one side, Ahsoka the other. They forced Ventress down onto her knees in the center of the bridge.

"You'll pay for this," Ventress whimpered, but her body was betraying her. The Force-suppression cuffs were doing something more than just blocking her powers; they were funneling her own repressed desires back into her nervous system.

Naruto stood before her, his rigid cock inches from her face. "You talk too much, Asajj. Use that mouth for something productive."

Ventress glared at him, her yellow eyes burning with hatred, but as Naruto reached down and stroked her cheek, her resolve crumbled. The sheer overwhelming presence of his bright force signature was like a drug to someone who had lived in the shadows for so long.

Slowly, agonizingly, she leaned forward. Her lips, thin and pale, brushed against the head of his shaft. She let out a muffled sob of frustration before opening her mouth and taking him in.

SLURP SLURP SLURP

"There she is," Naruto chuckled, running his fingers over her bald scalp. "The fearsome Sith Assassin, reduced to a kneeling brat."

Ventress worked her jaw, her eyes watering as she took him as deep as she could. The taste of him was intoxicating, it tasted salty, a far cry from the disgusting, sour taste of the men she had known before.

Beside them, Aayla and Ahsoka weren't just watching. Ahsoka moved behind Ventress, pressing her chest against the Sith’s back, while Aayla knelt down and began to lick and tease Ventress’s own sensitive pussy.

"Look at her, Master," Aayla whispered, her voice thick with arousal. "She’s so wet already. The Dark Side must have made her very lonely."

Ventress let out a muffled moan into Naruto’s cock as Aayla’s tongue found her clit. The combination of Naruto’s massive member in her throat and Aayla’s expert tongue below was too much. Her hips began to buck instinctively.

Naruto pulled back, his cock popping out of her mouth with a wet sound. He grabbed Ventress by the waist and flipped her over, pinning her to the floor of the bridge.

"You want to feel what real power is, Asajj?" Naruto asked, his voice dropping to a growl.

He didn't wait for an answer. He lined himself up with her tight, pale slit and thrust forward with all his might.

"AAHHHRRRGG!" Ventress screamed, her back arching off the floor. She was a warrior, built for endurance, but Naruto was like a force of nature. He filled her completely, stretching her walls to the point of pain, and then past it, into a realm of explosive pleasure.

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP

The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the bridge. Naruto was relentless. He grabbed Ventress’s wrists, holding the Force-suppression cuffs above her head, and began to drill into her with a savage rhythm.

Ahsoka and Aayla joined the fray, their hands wandering over Ventress’s body, kissing her, biting her neck, and whispering words of submission into her ears.

"You’re ours now, Asajj," Ahsoka hissed, licking the sweat off Ventress’s shoulder. "No more Dooku. No more war. Just this."

Ventress was lost. Her mind, once so sharp and calculated, was now a haze of blue and gold. Every thrust from Naruto felt like a supernova exploding inside her. She began to wrap her long, powerful legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, her nails digging into his back.

"Fuck me!" she finally screamed, her pride vanishing into the ether. "Break me! I don't want to be a Sith! I want to be yours!"

Naruto grinned. That was the magic word. He increased the pace, his hips becoming a blur of motion. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, the walls pulsing as she neared her climax.

"Empty your balls in me, Master! Please!" Ventress begged, her eyes rolling back.

Naruto let out a roar, his muscles tensing as he gave one final, bone-shaking thrust. He bottomed out against her cervix and let loose, a massive torrent of his potent seed filling the Sith Assassin to the brim.

Ventress’s body shook with a violent orgasm, her juices spraying across Naruto’s thighs and the floor of the bridge. She collapsed back against the cold metal, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her eyes vacant and glazed with bliss.

Naruto pulled out, watching as a thick mixture of his cum and her fluids leaked out of her well-used hole. He looked at Aayla and Ahsoka, who were already moving in to clean their new "sister."

"Welcome to the crew, Asajj," Naruto said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a second black collar, this one set with a red gemstone. "I think this will look perfect on you."

Lemon Scene End

Fast Forward

The station was called The Rusty Spire, a jagged, metallic hunk of a refueling depot drifting on the edge of the Hutt Space border. It was a hive of scum and villainy, the kind of place where a man could get his throat slit for a handful of credits or buy a slave for the price of a used hyperdrive.

As the Spaceship Konoha docked with a heavy thud, Naruto stood at the airlock. He was finally wearing clothes, a simple, open black vest and dark pants, but his crew was a different story.

"Remember the rules," Naruto said, his voice echoing in the small airlock chamber. He turned to look at the three women behind him.

Ahsoka and Aayla stood side-by-side, both completely nude, their Uzumaki collars gleaming under the harsh industrial lights. Behind them stood Asajj Ventress. She was still struggling with the sheer weight of her new reality. The red-gemmed collar around her neck felt like it weighed a ton, and the fact that she was standing in an airlock, about to walk onto a public station with her pale, lithe body completely exposed, made her stomach do somersaults.

"Master," Ventress whispered, her voice trembling. "Must I... must I walk out there like this? There are bounty hunters on this station. People who know my face. People I have tried to kill."

Naruto turned, a predatory smirk playing on his lips. He stepped close to the former Sith Assassin, his hand reaching out to stroke the red gem on her collar. "That’s exactly why you’re doing it, Asajj. You aren't the feared assassin anymore. You’re a part of my collection. I want everyone on this station to see that even the great Asajj Ventress belongs at my heel."

He looked at Aayla and Ahsoka. "Lead the way, girls. Show her how a loyal servant walks."

The airlock hissed open, and the smells of recycled oxygen, grease, and cheap ale flooded in. Ahsoka stepped out first, her head held high, her orange skin a vibrant contrast to the dull grey of the docking bay. Aayla followed, her lekku swaying rhythmically, her blue hips swinging with a deliberate, practiced provocativeness.

Finally, Ventress stepped out. She felt every eye in the docking bay snap toward them.

The bay was crowded with various aliens, Weequay pirates, Rodian traders, and a handful of human mercenaries. The clanking of droids and the shouting of dockworkers died down almost instantly as the quartet moved toward the main concourse.

"Is that... is that a Jedi?" a Rodian hissed to his partner, pointing at Aayla.

"No way," a nearby mercenary growled, leaning off a crate. "That’s Aayla Secura. I saw her on the holonet during the Quellish campaign. But she’s... she’s naked. And look! That’s the Tano brat!"

The murmurs turned into a roar of whispers and catcalls. Naruto ignored it all, walking with a calm, bored expression, his hands tucked into his pockets. He was the center of a storm of lust and disbelief.

They reached the main marketplace, a sprawling multi-level plaza filled with stalls selling everything from spice to blasters. Naruto headed straight for the central cantina, the "Void’s End," where the station's administrator was known to hold court.

As they walked, a group of three Gamorrean thugs stepped into their path, their massive, pig-like faces twisted into lecherous grins.

"Hey, human," the lead Gamorrean grunted, his breath smelling like rotting meat. "That’s some fine stock you got there. Especially the pale one. I never seen a Dathomirian in the flesh before. How much for a night with her?"

Ventress’s hand instinctively twitched, reaching for a lightsaber that was no longer there. Her yellow eyes flashed with a spark of her old rage.

Naruto didn't even slow down. "She’s not for sale, pig. Move."

The Gamorrean laughed, a wet, guttural sound, and reached out a meaty hand toward Ventress’s breast. "I don't think you understand, little man. On this station, we take what we..."

CRACK.

Before the thug could finish his sentence, Naruto’s hand blurred. He caught the Gamorrean’s wrist and twisted. The sound of bone shattering was audible even over the market noise. The massive pig-alien screamed, dropping to his knees.

Naruto’s aura flared, a suffocating, golden pressure that made the surrounding crowd gasp for air. It wasn't just the Force; it was the raw, primal power of the Nine-Tails' chakra, tempered by Naruto’s own will.

"I said move," Naruto repeated, his voice vibrating with a power that made the very floor tiles hum.

The other two Gamorreans scrambled backward, dragging their sobbing leader with them. The crowd parted like the Red Sea, a path opening directly to the cantina.

Inside, the atmosphere was thick with smoke and the sound of a jizz-band playing a frantic, discordant tune. Naruto led his harem to a large booth in the center of the room, intentionally choosing the most visible spot in the house.

He sat down and gestured for the women to join him. Ahsoka and Aayla immediately took their places on either side of him, pressing their naked bodies against his arms. Ventress hesitated for a second before Naruto gave the red gem on his remote a slight tap.

A low-frequency hum vibrated through Ventress’s collar, sending a jolt of liquid heat straight to her core. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the seat next to Aayla, her face flushed a deep pink.

"Drink, Master?" Aayla asked softly, her voice carrying through the suddenly quiet cantina.

"Get me something strong, Aayla," Naruto said. "And something for yourselves. You’ve earned a treat for that walk."

Aayla stood and walked to the bar. The entire cantina watched as the blue Twi'lek, a woman who had once commanded legions of clones, navigated the crowd of staring pirates. She didn't cover herself. She didn't look down. She moved with the grace of a queen and the submissiveness of a pet.

While Aayla was at the bar, Naruto turned his attention to Ventress. The Sith was shivering, her hands clutching the edge of the table.

"Look at them, Asajj," Naruto whispered, leaning in close. "They’re all looking at you. They’re wondering how the great assassin ended up like this. They’re wondering what you taste like. They’re wondering how loud you scream when I use you."

Ventress looked up, her eyes watery. "Why... why do you do this? Why the humiliation?"

"Because pride is a poison, Asajj," Naruto said, his hand sliding under the table and finding her wet, swollen pussy. "You spent your life trying to be the most dangerous thing in the galaxy. But here? Here you’re just a woman. My woman. And once you accept that you have no pride left, only then can you be truly free."

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Naruto didn't care who was watching. He pulled Ventress toward him, forcing her to stand between his legs. The patrons of the Void’s End began to crowd around, sensing that a show was about to begin.

"Ahsoka, help her out," Naruto commanded.

Ahsoka grinned and stood up. She moved behind Ventress, her orange hands sliding over the Sith’s pale shoulders. She leaned down and began to bite at the crook of Ventress’s neck, right where the collar met the skin.

Naruto unzipped his pants, his thick, throbbing cock springing free. A collective gasp went up from the crowd.

"Now," Naruto said, his eyes locking with a bounty hunter at a nearby table who was watching with wide-eyed intensity. "Show them what you learned this morning, Asajj."

Ventress was beyond arguing. The combination of the collar’s vibrations and the public setting had pushed her into a state of sensory overload. She dropped to her knees between Naruto’s legs, her pale skin contrasting sharply with his dark pants.

She opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick the head of his shaft before she took him in.

SLURP SLURP SLURP

The cantina was silent except for the sound of Ventress’s enthusiastic servicing. Men and aliens alike watched in stunned silence. This was Asajj Ventress, the scourge of the Republic, kneeling in the dirt and grime of a space station cantina, sucking a man off like a common slave.

Aayla returned with the drinks, but she didn't sit down. She placed the tray on the table and then knelt behind Ventress, her blue fingers moving to play with the Sith’s pussy while Naruto’s cock was in her throat.

"Look at her go," Aayla whispered to the crowd, her voice seductive as ever. "She’s so hungry for it."

Naruto reached down and grabbed Ventress by her ears, guiding her head in a rhythmic, punishing pace. He could feel the eyes of every person in the room on them. This wasn't just about sex; it was a total assertion of dominance over the galaxy's most feared icons.

After a few minutes of public servicing, Naruto pulled Ventress off his cock. She looked up at him, a string of saliva and pre-cum connecting her lips to his shaft.

"Enough for now," Naruto said, standing up and pulling Ventress to her feet. "I think the administrator is ready to see us."

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He looked around the room, his gaze turning cold and sharp as a vibroblade. "If anyone has a problem with how I treat my property, speak now."

Nobody moved. Nobody breathed.

Naruto turned and walked toward the back offices, his three naked, collared beauties following behind him in perfect formation. He had just turned a legendary Sith and two famous Jedi into a public spectacle, and in doing so, he had ensured that his name, and the power of the Uzumaki, would be whispered in every corner of the Outer Rim by morning.

Chapter End

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A/N: I recently reviewed this series, and an idea popped into my head. I hope you all like it. Take care!