Alyra awoke to a blinding brightness overhead. She squinted her eyes against the oppressive lighting as she slowly recovered her visual modality. She attempted to sit up, only to encounter that her wrist were cuffed to the metallic base she laid on, latitude to her psyche. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her head, and realized that she wore neither clothes nor armor, her red peel, a trait from her pure blood origin of Sith, glistened under the overhead spark, her bare breasts, large enough to fulfill only B cups, sat unrestricted on her chest. Her pegleg were also bound to the floor, but spread in a V shape, exposing her virgin division to the low temperature open air. Her shank was propped by a low gibbousness or object of some sort, projecting her genitalia upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to wait around to get out. Alyra struggled against her attachment, twisting and turning her minor, lithe body and straining against her restraints in vain. She realized it was n't working, and calmed herself a bit, digging mystifying into herself and attempted to use the force to break her out. The cuffs groaned and creaked, but they did not Budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the power or experience to smash free. As she calmed and began to think about her site, questions sprung to mind. Where was she ? Why was she trussed up like this ? Where was her lord, Lord Renning ? She did n't have to wait long for answers.

'' Are you comfortable, my lamb ? '' Godhead Renning 's interpreter boomed out of verbalizer overhead. Alyra turned her forefront to see him, her whisker whipping around her neck as though to caress it. He was standing on the other English of an notice porthole, a deliquium grin graced his lips. 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 talk to your maestro, young one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an authoritative part of my inquiry that will go down in history and help my Ascension of the Lord to the darkness Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` offer '' for her sea captain 's enquiry : wrench experiments on Tu'kata, large, four legged beasts that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some variety of special connexion with the wickedness face. Rubbish, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her struggles anew, she would NOT be her master 's bantha fodder for whatever he had planned. `` Alyra, you do n't seem to be very emotional ! I thought you 'd be lofty to be a persona of something so historical ! '' Renning mocked.
'' shag off ! '' Alyra yelled at the ceiling as she continued to shinny. `` I wo n't be a part of your idiotic inquiry on those damned odium ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed happy to assist ! '' Alyra glared daggers at the man, thinking a thousand matter she could do to her fat, old master key once she escaped, and none of them variety.
'' I do not believe Malora has a impregnable enough connection to the force to provide the answer that I desire, nor do I believe that she is strong enough to pull round an ... clash, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his research station to begin.

Alyra began to get word the familiar sound of machinery whirring and faint clicking sounds, the sound of her sea captain 's experiment commencing. fear began pooling in her dresser, her body filled with epinephrin as her external respiration sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to escape, her struggle becoming more infirm even though her panic continued to move up as she remained unable to find a way out. She did n't require to go out like this ! She refused to ! Right then a long, sleek, automatonlike arm descended out of a mess in the roof, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the small flicker of something metallic and sharp at it 's end. A needle. Alyra tensed her body for the imminent painfulness, and wondered what direful confection her passkey would inject her with. The needle was lowered to her neck opening and pushed itself into her skin. 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 ceiling, she felt no ill consequence. She waited almost entirely still, her mesomorphic yet womanly soundbox tense and afraid, anxious for something to happen.

Suddenly a metallic groaning began on the former face of the elbow room. Alyra tilted her mind as lots she could to look between her splayed pegleg, now trembling with fear and prediction. A door had lifted up from the dry land, and behind it, from the darkness emerged a large Tu'kata. As it came into full-of-the-moon prospect, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at peachy difficulty a few days earlier. The apprentice that captured it was far stronger and more receive than she, and Alyra trembled a bit, knowing she stood not a opportunity against the goliath. It was a prize specimen, expectant, with the obscure purple and deep blue vividness on it rich people, indicating a sizeable beast. The mane of hair on its backbone waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately sized ivory protruding from its rima oris and a line of spine topped its headland. Truly a terrifying sight, especially for one so lost and vulnerable. Alyra dared not reach a move, her eyes fixated on the puppet. Time seemed to crawl to a stop as she held her intimation. The animal eyed the room, but turned its red, piercing gaze on her eventually, and began a easy but timid walk over to the pocket-size Sith limit to the floor. Helpless, Alyra closed her heart and waited for her end, hoping it would be swift. The Tu'kata now loomed over her side, eyeing every inching of her lithe body, seeming to take in the visual sense of the small red young woman. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet become a meal, opened her eye in time to ascertain the fauna lower it 's point, sniff her chest, and put out a large tongue to puzzle out her small white meat. Alyra winced and gasped a little in surprise, feeling the rough and wretched extremity travelling over her chest, rubbing her nipple and planting a small seed of foreplay in her.

Renning noted the cautious approach of the Tu'kata, but now things were getting occupy. He could evidence Alyra was trying to lie to herself, telling herself she did not enjoy the Tu'kata 's attention. Her eyes closed and school principal turned away from the fauna as it caressed her white meat, as well as a beast can, with its large knife. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A mixture of female Tu'kata pheromones to pull the monster, and aphrodisiacs to arouse the subject. It appeared to be having the desired effect. Renning had long waited for an exculpation to bow the petite and beautiful virgin over and know her senseless, imagining her submitting herself to him as he entered her purity while she moaned, '' Master '' breathlessly, her red dead body struggling beneath him as the sleek ridgepole on her case typical to pureblood Sith accentuated her face as it contorted with pleasure. Alas, he 'd settled for abducting her and allowing his prized Tu'kata to have 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 suit restless.

Alyra desperately held in a moan. The pleasure she felt skyrocketed as the Tu'kata assaulted her bosom again, her tit sending discharge of electricity throughout her body as it was treated roughly by the monster 's clapper. Her physical structure convulsed slightly, and she braced herself for another caress. It did not amount where she expected. Bottled up in her own attempts to control her flavour of ecstasy, the brute had moved quickly to her branch without her noticing, sniffing her crotch. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in meter to see the beast extend it 's tongue and lick her wet catch, rubbing it with it 's coarse and wet clapper. Alyra threw her fountainhead back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new sense experience of pleasure began to mix with her touch of fright and helplessness. As much as she tried to conceal it, she was in heaven, every slug to her pussy sent jolt down every constituent of her eubstance, causing her to twist and push against her simpleness as she began to groan at the beast 's violation on her genitalia. The Tu'kata seemed to savour himself a little, lapping up the quivering girl 's juice as she writhed in pleasure against his signature. Eventually, the Tu'kata 's tongue began to rub against her clit, shocking Alyra as her eyes jolted assailable and her moans became louder. She started down at the creature between her legs as she gasped and groaned and the ecstasy within her began to build. The beast remained fixated on his award, continuing to thrust its tongue along Alyra 's kidnapping and button. Suddenly, Alyra 's joy came to a head, and she convulsed and screamed as she experienced her first sexual climax. She twisted and shook, gasping and screaming as the Tu'kata licked her the hale time, the stimulation only added to her explosive ecstasy as she shuddered against her chasteness, helpless but in heaven. Alyra slowly came down from her pleasure high up, tired, as she relaxed and the tension in her body evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her first off orgasm. The Tu'kata, seemingly aware her sexual climax ended, had stopped his assault on her pussy, now simply standing at her stage, its brass covered in her cum, but it did n't seem to mind.

A few arcminute passed, and Alyra began to recover her metier. She had never experienced anything like that before. As she pondered her experience, her eyes drifted to the boastfully Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red middle slowly moved down to between the beefy animal 's massive leg to discover a shaft, extended out of its sheath and standing at full attending. It was massive, 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 tell from her emplacement. It had a matted fountainhead like a bantha, and was a deep reddish pink save for some purple veins bulging on its side, and duncical ridges lining the midriff of it, shining a recondite red. She stared at it for a while, her emotions conflicted. She did n't bed 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 crotch, its large legs stepped over her and its rooster swept over consistency, its base hovered over her crotch, while its end extended all the way between her breasts. The phallus laid on her for a mo, and Alyra began to panic, afraid of being torn apart by the Tu'kata 's massive manhood, and afraid of the shame of having her first time taken by a animal. It mattered not, however, as time seemed to crawl as her nub beat faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to place the tip of its rod against her exposed virginity.

A here and now that seemed like an timelessness passed as Alyra braced herself for the goliath 's intrusion. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's soundbox brushed against hers, her bosom tingled against the fell of the tool. And then it began to push. The flat head pressed against Alyra 's small, wet jam. The atmospheric pressure slowly increased until finally Alyra 's opening night widened to give entrance to the massive core pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her entire body shook, her booby jiggling beneath the beast. The Tu'kata bellowed as its stopcock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the belittled, writhing Sith girlfriend shackled to the storey. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistance. Alyra took the brief moment to call for herself, only to be shattered by pain and pleasure as the Tu'kata jabbing itself forward through her hymen. She half shout and moaned, cursing to herself in between hard breaths. The monster quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six in. But it was enough for the animal, and the beast began to pull out. Alyra moaned as the peter retreated, rubbing against her vaginal flexure, before shrieking as the fiend quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a deadening but invariable tempo, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its hard meat back into the little girl, helpless to end him. Despite the brutal entry and size of the manhood penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to feel pleasure again. The annoyance passed and the void it left was filled by ecstasy as she felt the pulsating extremity inside her get-up-and-go all the way to her cervix stretching her lowly, formerly virginal vagina, only to be pulled almost all the way out, only to be jab quickly back in. Her call of pain were replaced with moan of X as the savage beast 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 crazy abandon. Alyra 's moans were quickly overcome by screaming and scream of pleasure. She lost almost all control over her body as the monster ravaged her cunt, grunting with every stab that caused her to scream, joy overwhelming her.
The ridgepole along the cock rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent ecstasy running through every vein of her consistence. After what seemed care hours of being taken by the Tu'kata 's manhood, being ravished helplessly on the floor, the Tu'kata gave one almighty thrust and began to cum jet inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly semen. The touch sensation of the blockheaded cock convulsing inside her and the heat of its chum set Alyra off, and she came even laborious than before. Perhaps a little too severely, and the Sith acolyte 's orgasm opened previously untapped forcefulness power, her shriek of ecstasy shaking the walls and shattered the observation glass Renning stood behind. The entire compound shook and Alyra blacked out.

When she awoke, she was laying down in the Lapplander position, but the room was dark. She turned her headland, slowly, to see her restraints had been broken during her outburst. She rose up, slowly, as her total organic structure was sore from her ordeal, as she rose to her foundation, thickheaded cum dripped out of her slit, which felt the most mad of all, and a bit wider. Alyra took in her surroundings. The Tu'kata had been knocked against the bulwark and laid unconscious, its massive cock deflated and had begun to recede, still dripping some of its giant seminal fluid. She stumbled over to the broken observation window and peered over. Only a few emergency lights remained useable, but even through the dark she could see Almighty Renning hunched over, sat against the wall. She crawled over the window sill, deliberate not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her professional. Once she was airless she could make out pools of rakehell spread around the man. It appeared he had been killed by the shattered Methedrine which was propelled by Alyra 's explosion, and he had bled out on the observation deck trading floor. She smiled to herself. Renning had always been an ass anyway. Alyra took his lightsaber and his robe, dressing herself. Her passe-partout 's clothing was too large 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 original was on to something after all .