The woman's mischievous smile grew. She rolled over to her right and propped herself up in front of Anakin, waving her massive boobs right in his face. Anakin made an even weaker attempt at a force push, barely even registering on her.
"Come on now," she said pinning him to the stone pillar with one hand," don't be like that."
The padawan continued to struggle in vain against the might of just two fingers and her thumb. Cruelly she kept him in this state, fighting a battle that he had absolutely no chance of winning. She found it cute. After a few moments, Anakin went limp and she leaned her face in really close to his body. Anakin lifted his fatigued head to meet the woman's playful smile and piercing hazel eyes. With her free hand, she ran her thumb up Anakin's leg, along his inner thigh, and came to rest on a bulge in his robes. She then lifted her head and brought it back down, draping her hair over the stone pillar and providing a canopy for her face and Anakin's body. She then leaned in and began to whisper in Anakin's ear.
"I can give you what they wouldn't let you have," she said, "I know what it is that you want."
She then let go of Anakin's body.
He made no attempt to escape.
She began to strip the robes off of his body and Anakin's bulge grew. Once finished, she scooped him up into one of her hands and licked him up and down, sucking on various parts of his body. After a few seconds, his melancholy defeat gave way to moans and then screams of pleasure.
Anakin laid limp in her hand, having succumbed to her love making. She was his now. She not only physically owned him, but she had mentally broken down his defenses.
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