Alyra awoke to a blinding light disk overhead. She squinted her eyes against the oppressive kindling as she slowly recovered her vision. She attempted to sit up, only to witness that her articulatio radiocarpea were cuffed to the metallic flooring she laid on, analogue to her head. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her head, and realized that she wore neither wearing apparel nor armour, her red skin, a trait from her pure blood stock of Sith, glistened under the command processing overhead lights, her bare breasts, prominent enough to make full only B cup, sat unrestricted on her chest. Her branch were also bound to the base, but spread in a V pattern, exposing her Virgo parts to the cold open air. Her waistline was propped by a small bulge or object of some sort, projecting her fork upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to expect around to find out. Alyra struggled against her adherence, twisting and turning her diminished, lithe body and straining against her restraint 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 handlock groaned and creaked, but they did not budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the baron or experience to break free. As she calmed and began to think about her situation, dubiousness sprung to mind. 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 prosperous, my love ? '' Almighty Renning 's voice boomed out of speakers overhead. Alyra turned her head to see him, her haircloth whipping around her neck as though to caress it. He was standing on the other side of meat of an observation port, a deliquium smile graced his rim. 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 mouth to your master, Loretta Young one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an of import section of my inquiry that will go down in history and help my ascension to the darkness Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` volunteer '' for her master 's research : worm experiments on Tu'kata, large, four legged wolf that were all too coarse on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some sort of special link with the iniquity slope. Rubbish, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her struggles anew, she would NOT be her victor 's bantha fodder for whatever he had planned. `` Alyra, you do n't look to be very activated ! I thought you 'd be proud to be a part of something so historic ! '' Renning mocked.
'' nookie off ! '' Alyra yelled at the cap as she continued to struggle. `` I wo n't be a voice of your imbecile enquiry on those damned odium ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed felicitous to avail ! '' Alyra glared daggers at the man, thinking a thousand things she could do to her fat, old passkey once she escaped, and none of them sort.
'' I do not conceive Malora has a substantial enough connection to the force to provide the results that I desire, nor do I believe that she is strong enough to pull round an ... encounter, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his research post to set out.

Alyra began to hear the familiar sound of machinery whirring and syncope clicking sounds, the sound of her master 's experiments commencing. concern began pooling in her chest, her eubstance filled with adrenaline as her breathing sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to bunk, her struggle becoming more feeble even though her panic continued to mount as she remained unable to find a way out. She did n't need to go out like this ! She refused to ! right field then a longsighted, aerodynamic, automatonlike arm descended out of a hole in the ceiling, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the lowly glint of something metal and sharp-worded at it 's end. A acerate leaf. Alyra tensed her body for the close at hand pain, and wondered what outrageous concoction her master would inject her with. The phonograph needle was lowered to her neck and pushed itself into her skin. She could feel melted being injected into her blood, but even after the phonograph needle was withdrawn and the machinelike arm had retreated back into the ceiling, she felt no ill effects. She waited almost entirely still, her muscular yet womanly body tense and afraid, nervous for something to happen.

Suddenly a metallic groaning began on the other face of the way. Alyra tilted her foreland as much she could to look between her dislocate legs, now trembling with fear and anticipation. A door had lifted up from the ground, and behind it, from the darkness emerged a large Tu'kata. As it came into full opinion, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at with child difficultness a few days earlier. The apprentice that captured it was far stronger and more experienced than she, and Alyra trembled a bit, knowing she stood not a probability against the freak. It was a dirty money specimen, large, with the grim purple and bass blue colors on it plentiful, indicating a healthy animal. The mane of hair on its back waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately size tusk protruding from its back talk and a short letter of spines topped its chief. Truly a terrorize deal, especially for one so helpless and vulnerable. Alyra dared not make a move, her oculus fixated on the creature. clip seemed to crawl to a stop as she held her breath. The animate being eyed the way, but turned its red, piercing regard on her eventually, and began a tedious but conservative walk over to the pocket-size Sith bound to the floor. 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 good deal of the belittled red girl. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet become a repast, opened her eyes in metre to watch the beast abject it 's head word, sniff her thorax, and go a large tongue to figure out her small breast. Alyra winced and gasped a niggling in surprise, feeling the rough and slimy appendage travel over her bureau, rubbing her pap and planting a small ejaculate of arousal in her.

Renning noted the cautious approach of the Tu'kata, but now things were getting interesting. He could tell Alyra was trying to lie to herself, telling herself she did not enjoy the Tu'kata 's attention. Her oculus closed and head turned away from the animal as it caressed her breasts, as well as a savage can, with its vauntingly glossa. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A assortment of female Tu'kata pheromones to attract the monster, and aphrodisiacs to call down the subject. It appeared to be having the desired gist. Renning had long waited for an alibi to deform the petite and beautiful virgin over and fuck her senseless, imagining her submitting herself to him as he entered her pureness while she moaned, '' Master '' breathlessly, her red organic structure struggling beneath him as the aerodynamic ridges on her look 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 accept its way with her. It helped his research and gave him the entertainment he so desired. Renning continued to celebrate 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 breasts again, her mamilla sending sparks of electricity throughout her torso as it was treated roughly by the monster 's lingua. Her eubstance convulsed slightly, and she braced herself for another caress. It did not fall where she expected. Bottled up in her own attack to control her feelings of exaltation, the creature had moved quickly to her legs without her noticing, sniffing her crotch. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in time to see the wildcat extend it 's tongue and lap up her wet snatch, rubbing it with it 's coarse and wet tongue. Alyra threw her head back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new sensations of delight began to mix with her flavour of fear and weakness. As a great deal as she tried to hide it, she was in heaven, every lick to her pussy sent saccade down every part of her body, causing her to sprain and crusade against her restraints as she began to groan at the beast 's assault on her crotch. The Tu'kata seemed to enjoy 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 eyes jolted exposed and her moan became louder. She started down at the animate being between her peg as she gasped and groaned and the ecstasy within her began to build. The savage remained fixated on his prize, continuing to thrust its tongue along Alyra 's snatch and clitoris. Suddenly, Alyra 's pleasure came to a fountainhead, 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 time, the stimulation only added to her volatile ecstasy as she shuddered against her restraints, helpless but in heaven. Alyra slowly came down from her pleasure high, weary, as she relaxed and the tension in her organic structure evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her first sexual climax. The Tu'kata, seemingly cognizant 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 seem to mind.

A few mo passed, and Alyra began to regain her strength. She had never experienced anything like that before. As she pondered her experience, her optic drifted to the large Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red optic slowly moved down to between the beefy animal 's massive legs to reveal a cock, extended out of its case and standing at full aid. It was monolithic, she estimated at least nine column inch and so wooden-headed she doubted she could fit a hand around it, but it was difficult to tell from her position. It had a level head like a bantha, and was a deep reddish pink save for some purple venous blood vessel bulging on its slope, and thick-skulled ridges lining the middle 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 pull 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 stage stepped over her and its cock swept over body, its radical hovered over her genital organ, while its end extended all the way between her boob. The penis laid on her for a moment, 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 prison term taken by a creature. It mattered not, however, as time seemed to crawl as her heart and soul beatnik faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to posture the tip of its rod against her exposed virginity.

A instant that seemed like an infinity passed as Alyra braced herself for the teras 's trespass. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's body brushed against hers, her breasts tingled against the hide of the animate being. And then it began to advertise. The directly headway pressed against Alyra 's small, wet hole. The pressure slowly increased until finally Alyra 's initiative widened to move over entry to the monumental center pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her full organic structure shook, her knocker jiggling beneath the fauna. The Tu'kata bellowed as its cock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the minor, writhing Sith female child shackled to the level. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistance. Alyra took the brief present moment to pile up herself, only to be shattered by pain in the ass and pleasure as the Tu'kata thrust itself forward through her maidenhead. She half cry and moaned, cursing to herself in between heavy breathing space. The teras quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six inches. But it was enough for the animal, and the wolf began to pull out. Alyra moaned as the cock retreated, rubbing against her vaginal bend, before shrieking as the teras quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a wearisome but unceasing pace, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its surd meat back into the daughter, helpless to stop him. Despite the bestial entry and size of the manhood penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to find pleasance again. The pain passed and the void it left was filled by transport as she felt the pulsating extremity inside her push all the way to her cervix stretching her low, formerly vestal vagina, only to be pulled almost all the way out, only to be poke quickly back in. Her cries of pain were replaced with moan of cristal as the savage wildcat dominated her, and made her his. The Tu'kata realized she was no longer in pain and began to increase its tempo, thrusting into her with wilderness abandon. Alyra 's groan were quickly overcome by shrieks and screams of delight. She lost almost all control over her dead body as the monster ravaged her pussy, grunting with every jabbing that caused her to scream, pleasure overwhelming her.
The ridgeline along the cock rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent Adam running through every venous blood vessel of her body. After what seemed the likes of 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 fount inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly seed. The flavour of the thick cock convulsing inside her and the heat of its chum set Alyra off, and she came even toilsome than before. Perhaps a little too hard, and the Sith acolyte 's sexual climax opened previously untapped violence magnate, her screaming of rapture shaking the walls and shattered the observation Methedrine Renning stood behind. The entire chemical compound shook and Alyra blacked out.

When she awoke, she was laying down in the Same spot, but the room was dark. She turned her school principal, slowly, to see her restraints had been broken during her outburst. She rose up, slowly, as her intact body was sore from her ordeal, as she rose to her fundament, loggerheaded cum dripped out of her twat, which felt the most sore 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 draw back, still dripping some of its monster seminal fluid. She stumbled over to the broken notice window and peered over. Only a few emergency brake lights remained operating, but even through the darkness she could see master Renning hunched over, sat against the wall. She crawled over the window sill, thrifty not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her master. Once she was closelipped she could make out pools of pedigree spread head around the man. It appeared he had been killed by the shattered glass which was propelled by Alyra 's explosion, and he had bled out on the observation deck level. She smiled to herself. Renning had always been an ass anyway. Alyra took his lightsaber and his robe, dressing herself. Her professional 's vesture was too orotund for her, but they 'd have to do. She turned back over to the Tu'kata, still asleep against the paries. Alyra smirked a little bit. Maybe her master was on to something after all .