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As she started to collapse, her master growled, “I’m not done with you yet, Snips. “What is it, Snips?” replied Anakin, startled. XXX Finally, Ahsoka caught her breath. As the leather of Anakin’s glove reached downward towards her nether region, Ahsoka bit her lip to stifle her desperate cries of pain. He seemed to Ahsoka to exude an air of power, his sunlit features so dignified and rugged that she couldn’t help but stare in awe and be silently grateful for having been granted the honor – nay privilege – of training under such a distinguished Jedi Knight. Ahsoka remained as he had instructed her, lying naked and pure on his makeshift bed. “M-Master Anakin,” She cried softly. And she slept. “You’re not questioning my judgment again are you, Snips?” Anakin mused nonchalantly, his eyes narrowing.