Aryel Ka was bathing in a small forest pool when she made her horrifying discovery.  Feeling something sticky between her legs, the young girl reached down, then brought up her right hand.  Blood stained Aryel's slender fingers, it slipped down slowly, crossing her palm in ruby rivulets.  The nude girl's heart began to thump quickly, her mouth sucked in great lungfuls of air.

 "Mama!" screamed the frantic girl.  "MAMA!"

 Tenel Ka burst out of the foliage, her rancor tooth lightsaber clenched in her hand.  Searching the pool area with her bright, green eyes, Tenel calmed herself before rushing to her weeping daughter.

 "I'm bleeding, Mama!" sobbed Aryel.

 "It's alright!  It's natural for a young woman to bleed there," soothed Tenel, hugging the young girl and stroking her long, straight, auburn hair.  Tenel helped Aryel clean herself, then guided the trembling girl out of the pool.  Aryel slipped into a clean white tunic and shorts before sitting on the soft ground with her mother.

 "You're a grown woman now, Aryel," began Tenel, holding her daughter's small hands.  "You'll bleed like that every month.  It also means that you can have children now."

 "I don't want to have kids, I want to be a fierce warrior like you!" replied Aryel.

 "You will be, my daughter," smiled Tenel, kissing Aryel's smooth forehead, "and part of becoming a warrior of Dathomir is to take the Test."

 "What's the Test?"

 "Three years from now, when you reach the age of sixteen, you will have to endure the Instrument.  It's a test of stamina and discipline.  If you withstand the Instrument, you will be recognized as a true Warrior Sister."

 Aryel nodded, her brown eyes wide.

 "I will begin your training tomorrow night.  Today, you will continue your physical training.
Eat the lunch we packed, I must go speak with your father for a little while."

 "Yes, Mama," nodded Aryel gravely.

 Tenel kissed the top of little Aryel's head, then rose and disappeared into the forest.

 Tenel Ka raced like a gazelle through the forest, her long legs moving in a swift blur.  She left the heart of the forest valley and ascended a gentle rise to the village where she currently stayed with Aryel and her husband.  She found her mate in the village square, his hands pressed against the skull of a crouching Rancor.  Jacen Solo opened his eyes and smiled warmly at his approaching wife.

 "He's ready for you, Ariel," announced Jacen, looking down at an expectant young girl with braided blonde hair.  The girl clapped her hands and giggled with joy.  Jacen picked her up by the waist and settled her onto the Rancor's wide neck.

 "Take it easy with him at first, Ariel, just ride him around the village a few times so he can get used to you."

 "Yes, sir," replied the slim girl, reaching down to stroke the Rancor's tough green hide with her palms.  Ariel used the Force to form a mental link with the huge beast.  The Rancor grunted, rising to his full height and pounding through a wide street towards the outskirts of the village, his rider squealing with excitement.

 Jacen hugged Tenel Ka tightly, nuzzling her graceful neck.

 "Aryel had her first bleeding," said Tenel, gently pulling away from the tall Jedi Knight.

 "So soon?  She's still a baby," replied Jacen, shaking his head in wonder.

 "We have to train her for the Test, both of us."

 "Oh, that," murmured Jacen, glancing uncomfortably at his beautiful wife.

 "It is the custom of my people," said Tenel, noticing Jacen's reluctance.

 "I know, and I promised to respect your people's beliefs when I married you, but this is hard for me, my mother wasn't as sexually liberated as your mother was."

 "You don't like the idea of having sex with Aryel?" prodded Tenel.

 "I'm not a paragon of virtue, I had my..experiences with my sister, but Aryel is different, she's my daughter, my very young daughter."

 "She will need both of us, my husband," urged Tenel, grasping Jacen's arm tightly.  "She wants to be a warrior, and she has the talent to be a great one."

 "I'll do my best, Tenel," sighed Jacen, kissing his wife's cheek softly.

 "Thank you," smiled Tenel, hugging Jacen fiercely.
******
 

 Tenel Ka, Jacen, and Aryel had dinner together that night in the small house offered to them by the villagers.  Aryel spoke with enthusiasm about her training, her long runs in the forest, her encounters with hungry predators and peaceful grazers.  Ariel had even allowed her to ride on the newly tamed Rancor.  Jacen got up from the table and cleared away the dishes while Tenel disappeared into the master bedroom to prepare for Aryel's new regiment of training.  Even though females weren't supposed to help with menial tasks, Aryel helped her father dry and put away the supper dishes.  When they were done, Jacen knelt in front of Aryel and hugged her.

 "I love you, honey," whispered Jacen into the young girl's ear.

 "I love you too, Papa," replied Aryel in confusion, holding onto her father's waist.

 "I'm going to check out the ship tonight.  You listen to your mama and do what she says."

 "I will," smiled Aryel.

 Jacen kissed Aryel's warm hair before he quickly left the house.

 Aryel wandered into the master bedroom, where Tenel was placing a small, polished box onto the large bed.

 "Papa seems upset.  Did I do something wrong?" asked Aryel with a frown.

 "No, he's just tired," said Tenel, straightening and beckoning Aryel closer.  "Now get ready for your training.  You have to take your clothes off first."

 Aryel blushed deeply, but did as she was told, tugging off her tunic, then climbing out of her small shorts.  She stood naked before her mother, clasping her hands behind her back.

 "Get on the bed."

 Aryel climbed onto the big, soft bed, placing her back against the two huge pillows near the headboard.

 "This is the Instrument," instructed Tenel, opening the box and withdrawing a rod with a ring of petals around its base.  The rod was made of wood, wood polished to a smooth, gleaming sheen.  "By using the Force, I will charge the Instrument and insert it inside you.  The Instrument will make you feel very good, but you have to fight it, you can't surrender to the impulses of your body.  Every time you fail, a petal will close, if all five petals close, you fail the test, do you understand, my daughter?"

 "Yes, Mama," replied Aryel, her eyes locked on the Instrument.

 Tenel Ka held the base of the Instrument with both hands, she began infusing the rod with the Force.  Aryel could feel the power gathering within the rod, she gasped when the rod began to twitch and radiate heat like a living thing.  Tenel stretched out alongside her daughter and pressed her left palm against Aryel's tiny belly, placing the Instrument between the young girl's legs and slowly slipping it into her hairless, puffy-lipped pussy.

 Aryel Ka whimpered, falling limply back against the pillows, her thighs shivering as her mother pushed the Instrument deeper into her young vagina.  Aryel cried out when Tenel pierced her hymen, blood dribbled from her cunt, covering the rod and her thin legs.  The Instrument wriggled inside Aryel, engorging within the young girl's cunt.  The delicate petals caressed Aryel's labia, stroking the soft, pink flesh until it glistened with musky nectar.  Aryel's whole nude body burned with lust, her tiny brown nipples ached to be touched.  Tenel stroked her daughter's perspiring forehead, the creamy brown skin hot beneath her fingers.  Tenel poured more of the Force into the Instrument.  The rod swelled again, probing into Aryel's ripe belly, pulsing against the walls of the young girl's small hole.  Aryel moaned, her pelvis shuddering as she orgasmed.  The first petal on the Instrument curled shut, but the rod continued to throb inside Aryel, thrusting back and forth within her cunnie.

 "Mama!  It feels so good!" groaned Aryel, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

 "Fight it, Aryel!" urged Tenel, pumping the Instrument faster, driving it between her daughter's warm thighs.

 Aryel moaned again, and the second petal curled closed.  The Instrument expanded to fill the young girl's pussy, her juices fed the rod, made it stronger.  An open petal fondled Aryel's swollen clitoris, rubbing the little pink nub again and again until Aryel whimpered, her small hips shaking as another orgasm exploded in her crotch.  Only two petals remained open, but the Instrument was relentless, pushing into Aryel over and over, stabbing into her moist sex.  Tenel kissed her daughter's panting lips, she sucked on the sweating girl's trembling mouth.  Aryel groaned softly, her pelvis quaking again as her mother caressed her tongue.  Tenel pulled away from Aryel's mouth, dripping drool over her daughter's soft lips.  She started licking Aryel's tiny, stiff nipples, making the girl quiver in ecstasy.  Tenel slid the Instrument slowly in and out of her daughter's cunt, caressing the young girl's clit with the long, heated shaft.  Aryel couldn't help herself, she moaned, arching her back while the most powerful orgasm yet tore through her body, forcing her pussy to squirt an arc of honey over her mother's pumping arm.

 All five of the Instrument's petals were curled shut.  Tenel Ka removed the rod from her daughter's wet slit.  Remarkably, the Instrument was perfectly dry, it had absorbed all of Aryel's sweet fluids.

 "You have a long way to go, my daughter," murmured Tenel Ka, kissing Aryel's panting mouth.  "Your father will continue your training tomorrow."
*****
 

 Aryel awoke the next morning full of energy.  She completed her daily run through the forest, leaping over branches and foliage, evading the hostile creatures that hungered for her flesh.
She stopped at midday to take a long, cool bath.  She stood up to her thighs in sparkling water, splashing herself thoroughly.  She stopped bathing when she sensed her father approach.  Jacen entered the glade, lowering his eyes when he spotted his daughter naked in the middle of the pool.

 "I guess I'm supposed to help you with your training today."

 "Why don't you want to help me?" asked Aryel, walking through the water to stand proudly before her father.

 "I wasn't born on Dathomir like your mother, I wasn't raised in the same way."

 "Was your world so different?"

 "Yes, it was very different," smiled Jacen wanly.  "You don't have to do this, you know.  You don't have to become a warrior sister like your mother.  The Force is strong in you, you could become a Jedi Knight like me or your aunt Jaina."

 "I want to be like Mama, I want to be strong like her," replied Aryel stubbornly.

 "Aryel.."

 Aryel climbed out of the pool, she drew close to her father, rested her small hands on his chest.

 "Help me, please."

 Aryel kissed Jacen on the mouth, softly at first, then much harder, her tongue slipping between his lips.

 Jacen wrapped his left arm around Aryel's tiny waist, he pulled her off her feet, devouring her lips, massaging her small tongue.  Aryel kissed her father's neck, licked his earlobe.  Jacen squeezed his daughter's small, bare ass, he kissed the crook of her shoulder, then placed his mouth on her left breast, sucking sharply on her nipple.  Aryel hugged her father's neck, moaning into his ear, her short legs entwined around his waist.

 Jacen lowered himself to the ground.  Aryel climbed off of her father, reached down to open his trousers.

 "Aryel, don't," groaned Jacen.

 The girl didn't obey, she lowered her face to Jacen's crotch, swallowed his hardening cock.  Jacen moaned deeply, stroking his daughter's wet, silky hair as she sucked hungrily on his meat, her tongue stroking up and down his aching member.  Jacen reached underneath Aryel's ass, fondled her
moist pussy.  Aryel moaned around her father's prick, taking it deep into her throat, her tongue licking the thick base.  The young girl rubbed her lips up and down her father's shaft, her small fingers fondling the knobbed head.  Aryel sucked on Jacen's balls, her hand pumping his quivering dick.  Leaving drops of drool over Jacen's pole, Aryel stood up and positioned herself over her father's crotch, her back facing him.  She squatted down onto Jacen's erect cock, moaning softly when it slipped up into her young vagina.  Sitting on her father's lap, Aryel began humping his prick, her tiny buttocks clenching, her hips gyrating sensually.  Jacen groaned, the pleasure indescribable as his young daughter's cunt tightened around his thick member.  He ran his hands up Aryel's slick torso, cupping her small tits, pinching her hard nipples between his fingers.  Aryel moaned heavily, leaning back against her father's chest, her small pelvis pounding down onto his impaling shaft.  Jacen lost track of how long he thrust into Aryel, her body melded with his, her skin warm and glistening, her breasts filling his hot palms.  He buried his face in his daughter's musky hair, he licked the back of her alluring neck.  Aryel pressed her hands back against her father's ribs, she bucked and clenched, her cunt overflowing with her vaginal juices, her belly tightening from a growing orgasm.  The young girl fought her desire to climax, she gritted her teeth, using her will to overcome her body's weakness.  Aryel succeeded, her father orgasmed first, pulling his cock out of her pussy and shooting a stream of white cream over her belly and thighs.  Aryel smiled triumphantly, shifting her buttocks onto her father's legs, her small breasts heaving as the flush of arousal faded away.

 "Honey?" panted Jacen.

 "I did it, Papa!  I didn't break!" laughed Aryel happily, turning around to hug her exhausted father.

 Jacen smiled, enjoying his daughter's happiness.  But a line had been crossed, now Jacen couldn't banish the pleasure of his little girl's flesh upon his, the smell of her young pussy, the sensation of her mouth around his cock.  Jacen hugged Aryel, but his hand lowered and squeezed one of her wet buttocks, the ripe flesh sending shivers through his body.

The End.