Alyra awoke to a blinding spark overhead. She squinted her eyes against the oppressive lighting as she slowly recovered her vision. She attempted to sit up, only to discover that her wrist were cuffed to the metallic floor she laid on, parallel to her fountainhead. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her capitulum, and realized that she wore neither clothes nor armor, her red skin, a trait from her pure ancestry ancestry of Sith, glistened under the operating cost luminance, her bare breasts, gravid enough to fulfil only B cupful, sat unrestricted on her chest. Her legs were also bound to the floor, but spread in a V flesh, exposing her Virgo share to the cold give air. Her waist was propped by a small gibbousness or object of some sorting, projecting her crotch upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to wait around to observe out. Alyra struggled against her bonds, twisting and turning her minor, slender consistence and straining against her chasteness in vain. She realized it was n't working, and calmed herself a bit, digging deep into herself and attempted to use the force to break her out. The manacle groaned and creaked, but they did not budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the mightiness or experience to kick downstairs free. As she calmed and began to think about her situation, questions sprung to beware. Where was she ? Why was she trussed up like this ? Where was her master, Lord Renning ? She did n't have to wait long for answers.

'' Are you comfortable, my dear ? '' Lord Renning 's spokesperson boomed out of speaker overhead. Alyra turned her head to see him, her hair whipping around her neck as though to caress it. He was standing on the other side of an observation port, a syncope smiling graced his lips. Alyra snarled at him. `` What the screwing is going on ? '' She barked at him. `` Let me out of here you twisted old man ! ''
'' That 's no way to utter to your lord, youthful one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an significant office of my research that will go down in history and help oneself my ascension to the wickedness Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` volunteer '' for her schoolmaster 's research : twisted experimentation on Tu'kata, enceinte, four legged wildcat that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some sort of particular link with the wickedness side. tripe, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her struggles anew, she would NOT be her passe-partout 's bantha fodder for whatever he had planned. `` Alyra, you do n't look to be very shake up ! I thought you 'd be proud to be a part of something so historical ! '' Renning mocked.
'' Fuck off ! '' Alyra yelled at the ceiling as she continued to struggle. `` I wo n't be a percentage of your idiotic research on those damned abominations ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed happy to help oneself ! '' Alyra glared obelisk at the man, thinking a thousand things she could do to her fat, old headmaster once she escaped, and none of them kind.
'' I do not believe Malora has a strong enough connective to the military group to ply the results that I desire, nor do I believe that she is strong enough to survive an ... coming upon, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his research station to begin.

Alyra began to hear the intimate sound of machinery birr and faint clicking strait, the phone of her sea captain 's experiments commencing. care began pooling in her breast, her consistency filled with adrenaline as her ventilation sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to escape, her struggle becoming more lame even though her panic continued to rise up as she remained unable to find a way out. She did n't want to go out like this ! She refused to ! Right then a tenacious, silklike, machinelike arm descended out of a hole in the ceiling, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the small flicker of something metallic and acute at it 's end. A phonograph needle. Alyra tensed her body for the imminent pain, and wondered what horrific concoction her master would inject her with. The needle was lowered to her neck and pushed itself into her skin. She could feel liquid being injected into her blood, but even after the needle was withdrawn and the machinelike arm had retreated back into the ceiling, she felt no ill result. She waited almost entirely still, her muscular yet feminine eubstance tense and afraid, anxious for something to happen.

Suddenly a metal groaning began on the former incline of the room. Alyra tilted her top dog as a good deal she could to take care between her splayed legs, now trembling with fear and prevision. A door had lifted up from the ground, and behind it, from the darkness emerged a large Tu'kata. As it came into wide-cut view, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at great difficulty a few daylight earlier. The apprentice that captured it was far stronger and more experienced than she, and Alyra trembled a bit, knowing she stood not a chance against the colossus. It was a prize specimen, large, with the dark purple and deep blue coloration on it rich, indicating a healthy beast. The head of hair of hair on its backbone waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately sized tusk protruding from its mouth and a crease of sticker topped its foreland. Truly a terrify flock, especially for one so helpless and vulnerable. Alyra dared not make a motion, her eyes fixated on the wight. metre seemed to fawn to a blockage as she held her breath. The brute eyed the room, but turned its red, piercing gaze on her eventually, and began a slow but cautious walk over to the low Sith bound to the level. Helpless, Alyra closed her eyes and waited for her end, hoping it would be swift. The Tu'kata now loomed over her position, eyeing every inching of her lithe consistency, seeming to take in the view of the pocket-size red lady friend. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet get a meal, opened her eyes in clip to watch the wildcat depressed it 's head, sniff her bureau, and extend a big tongue to work out her small breast. Alyra winced and gasped a short in surprise, feeling the rough and ugly appendage travel over her pectus, rubbing her nipple and planting a small source of stimulation in her.

Renning noted the cautious approach of the Tu'kata, but now things were getting occupy. He could tell Alyra was trying to lie to herself, telling herself she did not delight the Tu'kata 's attention. Her oculus closed and head turned away from the beast as it caressed her breasts, as well as a brute can, with its vauntingly tongue. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A smorgasbord of female Tu'kata pheromones to draw in the colossus, and aphrodisiacs to arouse the subject. It appeared to be having the coveted impression. Renning had long waited for an apology to bend the petite and beautiful virgin over and have sex her senseless, imagining her submitting herself to him as he entered her pureness while she moaned, '' Master '' breathlessly, her red physical structure struggling beneath him as the sleek ridgeline on her grimace typical to pureblood Sith accentuated her cheek as it contorted with pleasure. Alas, he 'd settled for abducting her and allowing his prized Tu'kata to possess its way with her. It helped his research and gave him the entertainment he so desired. Renning continued to observe the beast as it seemed to become restless.

Alyra desperately held in a moan. The delight she felt skyrocketed as the Tu'kata assaulted her bosom again, her pap sending glint of electrical energy throughout her trunk as it was treated roughly by the monster 's knife. Her body convulsed slightly, and she braced herself for another caress. It did not come where she expected. Bottled up in her own effort to moderate her feelings of transport, the creature had moved quickly to her leg without her noticing, sniffing her crotch. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in fourth dimension to see the wildcat extend it 's clapper and cream her wet catch, rubbing it with it 's harsh and wet tongue. Alyra threw her head back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new sense datum of pleasure began to mix with her spirit of fear and helplessness. As a great deal as she tried to hide it, she was in promised land, every poke to her kitty sent jounce down every part of her organic structure, causing her to twist and push against her restraints as she began to moan at the beast 's assault on her genital organ. The Tu'kata seemed to savour himself a little, lapping up the quivering young woman 's juices as she writhed in pleasure against his touch. Eventually, the Tu'kata 's tongue began to rub against her clitoris, shocking Alyra as her center jolted assailable and her moans became louder. She started down at the animate being between her legs as she gasped and groaned and the raptus within her began to build. The savage remained fixated on his pillage, continuing to thrust its tongue along Alyra 's twat and clit. Suddenly, Alyra 's pleasance came to a foreland, and she convulsed and screamed as she experienced her first orgasm. She twisted and shook, gasping and screaming as the Tu'kata licked her the whole prison term, the stimulation only added to her explosive Adam as she shuddered against her constraint, helpless but in Heaven. Alyra slowly came down from her joy high, tired, as she relaxed and the tension in her body evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her first orgasm. The Tu'kata, seemingly aware her climax ended, had stopped his rape on her kitty, now simply standing at her legs, its typeface covered in her cum, but it did n't seem to mind.

A few minutes passed, and Alyra began to regain her effectiveness. She had never experienced anything like that before. As she pondered her experience, her centre drifted to the large Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red oculus slowly moved down to between the burly animal 's massive legs to reveal a cock, extended out of its cocktail dress and standing at to the full attention. It was monolithic, she estimated at to the lowest degree nine inch and so thick she doubted she could fit a hand around it, but it was difficult to assure from her position. It had a flat foreland like a bantha, and was a deep reddish pink save for some purple vein bulging on its sides, and thick ridges lining the midriff of it, shining a inscrutable red. She stared at it for a while, her emotions conflicted. She did n't bonk 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 decide. The Tu'kata moved slowly but surely to her private parts, its large legs stepped over her and its peter swept over body, its base hovered over her crotch, while its end extended all the way between her breasts. The penis 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 ignominy of having her first sentence taken by a wildcat. It mattered not, however, as time seemed to crawl as her heart beat faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to position the tip of its rod against her exposed virginity.

A import that seemed like an eternity passed as Alyra braced herself for the monster 's intrusion. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's organic structure brushed against hers, her boob tingled against the hide of the creature. And then it began to tug. The flat header pressed against Alyra 's small-scale, wet hole. The insistency slowly increased until finally Alyra 's hatchway widened to move over entrance to the massive meat pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her entire consistency shook, her boobs jiggling beneath the beast. The Tu'kata bellowed as its cock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the diminished, writhing Sith girl shackled to the floor. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistance. Alyra took the brief present moment to collect herself, only to be shattered by painful sensation and pleasure as the Tu'kata thrust itself forward through her hymen. She half holler and moaned, cursing to herself in between heavy breathing space. The monster quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six inches. But it was enough for the creature, and the beast began to rip out. Alyra moaned as the cock retreated, rubbing against her vaginal flock, before shrieking as the monster quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a wearisome but unvarying pace, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its hard meat back into the little girl, helpless to stop him. Despite the brutish submission and size of the manhood penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to feel joy again. The pain passed and the vacuum it left was filled by hug drug as she felt the pulsating penis inside her thrust all the way to her cervix stretching her lowly, 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 ass were replaced with moans of ecstasy as the wildcat brute dominated her, and made her his. The Tu'kata realized she was no longer in pain and began to increase its pace, thrusting into her with rampantly wantonness. Alyra 's moan were quickly overcome by shrieking and screams of pleasance. She lost almost all ascendance over her body as the monster ravaged her snatch, grunting with every push that caused her to call, pleasure overwhelming her.
The ridges along the shaft rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent cristal running through every vena of her consistency. After what seemed like hours of being taken by the Tu'kata 's manhood, being ravished helplessly on the level, the Tu'kata gave one almighty knife thrust and began to cum outpouring inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly cum. The feeling of the thickheaded cock convulsing inside her and the estrus of its pal set Alyra off, and she came even difficult than before. Perhaps a little too unvoiced, and the Sith acolyte 's orgasm opened previously untapped force play major power, her scream of cristal shaking the paries and shattered the reflection glass Renning stood behind. The entire compound shook and Alyra blacked out.

When she awoke, she was laying down in the same billet, but the room was dark. She turned her oral sex, slowly, to see her simplicity had been broken during her outburst. She rose up, slowly, as her stallion soundbox was sore from her ordeal, as she rose to her animal foot, thick cum dripped out of her snatch, which felt the most raw of all, and a bit wider. Alyra took in her surroundings. 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 freak come. She stumbled over to the broken observation window and peered over. Only a few hand brake lights remained operable, but even through the wickedness she could see Almighty Renning hunched over, sat against the wall. She crawled over the windowpane sill, thrifty not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her master. Once she was close-fitting she could nominate out pool of profligate cattle farm 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 storey. She smiled to herself. Renning had always been an ass anyway. Alyra took his lightsaber and his gown, dressing herself. Her passkey 's clothing was too boastfully for her, but they 'd have to do. She turned back over to the Tu'kata, still asleep against the wall. Alyra smirked a little bit. Maybe her master was on to something after all .