Alyra awoke to a blinding loose overhead. She squinted her eye against the oppressive lighting as she slowly recovered her sight. She attempted to sit up, only to notice that her wrists were cuffed to the metallic floor she laid on, parallel to her head. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her head, and realized that she wore neither clothes nor armour, her red cutis, a trait from her pure blood filiation of Sith, glistened under the overhead lights, her bare breasts, large enough to fill only B cupful, sat nonsensitive on her chest. Her legs were also bound to the storey, but spread in a V bod, exposing her Virgin component to the cold-blooded open air. Her waist was propped by a modest bump or object of some sort, projecting her fork upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to look around to obtain out. Alyra struggled against her bonds, twisting and turning her pocket-sized, supple consistence and straining against her simpleness in vain. She realized it was n't working, and calmed herself a bit, digging mysterious into herself and attempted to use the force to break off her out. The handcuff groaned and creaked, but they did not Budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the baron or experience to let on free. As she calmed and began to cerebrate about her situation, doubt sprung to listen. Where was she ? Why was she trussed up like this ? Where was her master copy, Almighty Renning ? She did n't have to wait long for answers.

'' Are you comfortable, my dear ? '' master Renning 's voice boomed out of loudspeaker system overhead. Alyra turned her head to see him, her fuzz whipping around her neck as though to caress it. He was standing on the other face of an observation port, a swoon smile graced his sass. Alyra snarled at him. `` What the fuck is going on ? '' She barked at him. `` Let me out of here you twisted old man ! ''
'' That 's no way to verbalise to your original, Loretta Young one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an significant character of my inquiry that will go down in account and avail my ascent to the nighttime Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` volunteer '' for her master 's research : flex experiments on Tu'kata, large, four legged beasts that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some form of exceptional link with the night side of meat. trumpery, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her battle anew, she would NOT be her sea captain 's bantha fodder for whatever he had planned. `` Alyra, you do n't appear to be very excited ! I thought you 'd be proud to be a part of something so historic ! '' Renning mocked.
'' nooky off ! '' Alyra yelled at the ceiling as she continued to struggle. `` I wo n't be a part of your ridiculous inquiry on those darned abominations ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed happy to help ! '' Alyra glared sticker at the man, thinking a thousand matter she could do to her fat, old master once she escaped, and none of them kind.
'' I do not believe Malora has a firm enough connection to the force to render the answer that I desire, nor do I believe that she is hard enough to hold out an ... coming upon, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his research place to start out.

Alyra began to discover the familiar sound of machinery whirring and faint clicking sound, the auditory sensation of her master 's experiment commencing. veneration began pooling in her dresser, her body filled with adrenaline as her respiration sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to escape, her struggle becoming more nerveless even though her terror continued to resurrect as she remained unable to obtain a way out. She did n't want to go out like this ! She refused to ! right field then a long, sleek, robotic arm descended out of a hole in the ceiling, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the low spark of something metallic and sharp at it 's end. A needle. Alyra tensed her body for the imminent hurting, and wondered what dire confection her passkey would put in her with. The needle was lowered to her neck and pushed itself into her peel. She could finger liquid being injected into her blood, but even after the needle was withdrawn and the robotic arm had retreated back into the roof, she felt no ill burden. She waited almost entirely still, her muscular yet feminine dead body tense and afraid, anxious for something to happen.

Suddenly a metallic groaning began on the early side of meat of the room. Alyra tilted her forefront as much she could to look between her splayed pegleg, now trembling with fright and expectancy. A door had lifted up from the terra firma, and behind it, from the shadow emerged a large Tu'kata. As it came into full view, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at with child trouble a few days earlier. The prentice that captured it was far stronger and more know than she, and Alyra trembled a bit, knowing she stood not a hazard against the monster. It was a plunder specimen, large, with the dark purple and mysterious blue devil colors on it rich, indicating a healthy animate being. The head of hair of hair on its back waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately sized tusks protruding from its mouth and a demarcation of vertebral column topped its head. Truly a terrifying mass, especially for one so incapacitated and vulnerable. Alyra dared not make a move, her eyes fixated on the fauna. fourth dimension seemed to crawl to a full point as she held her breathing place. The beast eyed the elbow room, but turned its red, piercing gaze on her eventually, and began a obtuse but timid walk over to the small Sith bound to the story. Helpless, Alyra closed her optic and waited for her end, hoping it would be Swift. The Tu'kata now loomed over her English, eyeing every inching of her lithe physical structure, seeming to take in the mickle of the minuscule red girl. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet become a meal, opened her eyes in time to learn the beast let down it 's head, sniff her pectus, and strain a large tongue to work her small breast. Alyra winced and gasped a slight in surprisal, feeling the rough and slimy appendage travel over her thorax, rubbing her nipple and planting a pocket-size seed of rousing in her.

Renning noted the cautious approach path of the Tu'kata, but now affair were getting interesting. He could tell Alyra was trying to lie to herself, telling herself she did not revel the Tu'kata 's care. Her eyes closed and point turned away from the brute as it caressed her breasts, as well as a beast can, with its boastfully tongue. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A assortment of female Tu'kata pheromones to pull in the monster, and aphrodisiacs to arouse the case. It appeared to be having the coveted event. Renning had long waited for an excuse to crouch the petite and beautiful Virgo over and fuck her senseless, imagining her submitting herself to him as he entered her honour while she moaned, '' Master '' breathlessly, her red physical structure struggling beneath him as the sleek ridges on her face typical to pureblood Sith accentuated her expression as it contorted with joy. Alas, he 'd settled for abducting her and allowing his prized Tu'kata to hold its way with her. It helped his enquiry and gave him the entertainment he so desired. Renning continued to observe the beast as it seemed to go restless.

Alyra desperately held in a moan. The pleasure she felt skyrocketed as the Tu'kata assaulted her breasts again, her pap sending Muriel Spark of electrical energy throughout her dead body as it was treated roughly by the monster 's knife. Her physical structure convulsed slightly, and she braced herself for another caress. It did not come where she expected. Bottled up in her own endeavor to hold in her feel of ecstasy, the fauna had moved quickly to her legs without her noticing, sniffing her genitals. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in fourth dimension to see the brute extend it 's tongue and lick her wet snatch, rubbing it with it 's vulgar and wet tongue. Alyra threw her drumhead back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new sensations of pleasure began to mix with her notion of fear and helplessness. As lots as she tried to conceal it, she was in heaven, every slug to her pussy sent jerk down every part of her body, causing her to twist and advertise against her restraints as she began to moan at the beast 's rape on her privates. The Tu'kata seemed to enjoy himself a short, lapping up the quivering missy 's juice as she writhed in pleasure against his touch. Eventually, the Tu'kata 's tongue began to rub against her clitoris, shocking Alyra as her eyes jolted open and her moans became louder. She started down at the animal between her wooden leg as she gasped and groaned and the ecstasy within her began to establish. The beast remained fixated on his dirty money, continuing to thrust its natural language along Alyra 's pussy and button. Suddenly, Alyra 's pleasure came to a head, and she convulsed and screamed as she experienced her first coming. She twisted and shook, gasping and screaming as the Tu'kata licked her the whole meter, the stimulation only added to her explosive exaltation as she shuddered against her restraints, helpless but in nirvana. Alyra slowly came down from her joy high, tired, as she relaxed and the tenseness in her consistency evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her first orgasm. The Tu'kata, seemingly mindful her orgasm ended, had stopped his assault on her pussy, now simply standing at her legs, its face covered in her cum, but it did n't look to mind.

A few minutes passed, and Alyra began to find her strength. She had never experienced anything like that before. As she pondered her experience, her eyes drifted to the with child Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red eyes slowly moved down to between the burly fauna 's massive stage to give away a cock, extended out of its sheath and standing at full attention. It was massive, she estimated at least nine in and so chummy she doubted she could fit a hand around it, but it was difficult to tell from her position. It had a flat head like a bantha, and was a deeply reddish pink save for some purpleness veins bulging on its side of meat, and duncish rooftree lining the midsection of it, shining a deep red. She stared at it for a while, her emotions conflicted. She did n't know why, but she wanted it inside of her, but she was also afraid it would tear her in half, she was still a virgin after all. But it mattered not, she was n't going to be the one to resolve. The Tu'kata moved slowly but surely to her crotch, its large legs stepped over her and its cock swept over body, its base hovered over her privates, while its end extended all the way between her breasts. The phallus laid on her for a moment, and Alyra began to panic, afraid of being torn apart by the Tu'kata 's monolithic manhood, and afraid of the shame of having her first time taken by a beast. It mattered not, however, as time seemed to cringe as her nerve pulsation faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to position the tip of its rod against her exposed virginity.

A minute that seemed like an eternity passed as Alyra braced herself for the monster 's encroachment. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's body brushed against hers, her breasts tingled against the skin of the wight. And then it began to push. The categorical head teacher pressed against Alyra 's small, wet hole. The pressure slowly increased until finally Alyra 's opening widened to give entranceway to the massive meat pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her entire body shook, her boobs jiggling beneath the wolf. The Tu'kata bellowed as its cock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the small-scale, writhing Sith girl shackled to the floor. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistance. Alyra took the brief here and now to take in herself, only to be shattered by pain and pleasure as the Tu'kata thrusting itself forward through her hymen. She half scream and moaned, cursing to herself in between ponderous hint. The monster quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six column inch. But it was enough for the creature, and the beast began to pull out. Alyra moaned as the cock retreated, rubbing against her vaginal sheep pen, before shrieking as the monster quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a slow up but constant pace, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its hard center back into the female child, helpless to stop him. Despite the brutish debut and size of it of the manhood penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to feel pleasure again. The pain passed and the emptiness it left was filled by Adam as she felt the pulsating fellow member inside her get-up-and-go all the way to her neck stretching her pocket-size, formerly virginal vagina, only to be pulled almost all the way out, only to be thrust quickly back in. Her cries of pain in the neck were replaced with moans of ecstasy as the wolf brute dominated her, and made her his. The Tu'kata realized she was no longer in pain and began to increase its gait, thrusting into her with savage abandon. Alyra 's moans were quickly overcome by shrieking and belly laugh of pleasure. She lost almost all controller over her body as the monster ravaged her puss, grunting with every jab that caused her to call, pleasure overwhelming her.
The ridgepole along the tool rubbed her velvety burrow and sent ecstasy running through every vein of her body. After what seemed corresponding hours of being taken by the Tu'kata 's manhood, being ravished helplessly on the floor, the Tu'kata gave one Jehovah drive and began to cum fountains inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly seminal fluid. The tactual sensation of the thick turncock convulsing inside her and the heat of its chum set Alyra off, and she came even gruelling than before. Perhaps a footling too hard, and the Sith acolyte 's climax opened previously untapped effect index, her screeching of X shaking the rampart and shattered the observance glass Renning stood behind. The integral compound shook and Alyra blacked out.

When she awoke, she was laying down in the Lapp position, but the room was dark. She turned her forefront, slowly, to see her restraint had been broken during her flare-up. She rose up, slowly, as her entire body was sore from her ordeal, as she rose to her feet, compact cum dripped out of her snatch, which felt the most tender of all, and a bit wider. Alyra took in her milieu. The Tu'kata had been knocked against the wall and laid unconscious, its massive cock deflated and had begun to fall behind, still dripping some of its teras ejaculate. She stumbled over to the infract observation windowpane and peered over. Only a few emergency lights remained usable, but even through the dark she could see overlord Renning hunched over, sat against the bulwark. She crawled over the windowpane sill, careful not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her superior. Once she was close she could spend a penny out puddle of blood spread around the man. It appeared he had been killed by the shattered glass which was propelled by Alyra 's burst, and he had bled out on the observation deck base. She smiled to herself. Renning had always been an ass anyway. Alyra took his lightsaber and his robes, dressing herself. Her master copy 's habiliment was too heavy for her, but they 'd have to do. She turned back over to the Tu'kata, still asleep against the wall. Alyra smirked a slight bit. Maybe her maestro was on to something after all .