Alyra awoke to a blinding light operating expense. She squinted her eyes against the oppressive ignition as she slowly recovered her imaginativeness. She attempted to sit up, only to find that her radiocarpal joint were cuffed to the metallic floor she laid on, parallel of latitude to her head. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her head, and realized that she wore neither clothes nor armor, her red cutis, a trait from her pure blood lineage of Sith, glistened under the operating cost brightness level, her bare tit, large enough to fulfill only B cups, sat unrestricted on her chest. Her pegleg were also bound to the storey, but spread in a V shape, exposing her virgin constituent to the cold open air. Her waist was propped by a minuscule extrusion or object of some sort, projecting her crotch upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to hold off around to find out. Alyra struggled against her trammel, twisting and turning her minuscule, lithe soundbox and straining against her restraints in vain. She realized it was n't working, and calmed herself a bit, digging cryptic into herself and attempted to use the force to break her out. The cuff groaned and creaked, but they did not John Donald Budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the power or experience to breach free. As she calmed and began to think about her office, questions sprung to mind. Where was she ? Why was she trussed up like this ? Where was her master, Lord Renning ? She did n't take in to wait long for answers.

'' Are you comfortable, my dear ? '' Lord Renning 's part boomed out of verbaliser overhead. Alyra turned her chief to see him, her haircloth whipping around her neck as though to fondle it. He was standing on the former side of an observation port, a faint grinning graced his mouth. Alyra snarled at him. `` What the fucking is going on ? '' She barked at him. `` Let me out of here you twisted old man ! ''
'' That 's no way to verbalise to your master, young one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an important character of my research that will go down in history and help my ascending to the shadow Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` volunteered '' for her master 's research : twist experiments on Tu'kata, large, four legged beasts that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some kind of peculiar tie with the Dark side of meat. Rubbish, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her struggles anew, she would NOT be her master 's bantha fresh fish for whatever he had planned. `` Alyra, you do n't appear to be very excited ! I thought you 'd be lofty to be a part of something so historical ! '' Renning mocked.
'' fucking off ! '' Alyra yelled at the ceiling as she continued to struggle. `` I wo n't be a voice of your idiotic research on those blessed abhorrence ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed happy to aid ! '' Alyra glared dagger at the man, thinking a thousand matter she could do to her fat, old maestro once she escaped, and none of them kind.
'' I do not believe Malora has a strong adequate connective to the military group to provide the event that I desire, nor do I believe that she is strong enough to survive an ... encounter, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his research station to begin.

Alyra began to learn the familiar audio of machinery whirring and faint clicking sounds, the phone of her master 's experiment commencing. Fear began pooling in her chest, her body filled with epinephrine as her breathing sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to escape, her struggle becoming more feeble even though her panic continued to get up as she remained unable to find a way out. She did n't want to go out like this ! She refused to ! right field then a long, silken, machinelike arm descended out of a mess in the ceiling, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the small glint of something metallic and crisp at it 's end. A goad. Alyra tensed her organic structure for the imminent pain, and wondered what horrific concoction her master would come in her with. The phonograph needle was lowered to her neck opening and pushed itself into her skin. She could feel liquid being injected into her blood, but even after the needle was withdrawn and the robotic arm had retreated back into the cap, she felt no ill effects. She waited almost entirely still, her muscular yet feminine body tense and afraid, queasy for something to happen.

Suddenly a metallic groaning began on the other position of the elbow room. Alyra tilted her head as a great deal she could to look between her splayed legs, now trembling with fear and prevision. A room access had lifted up from the ground, and behind it, from the darkness emerged a tumid Tu'kata. As it came into full view, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at large difficulty a few sidereal day earlier. The prentice that captured it was far stronger and more know than she, and Alyra trembled a bit, knowing she stood not a chance against the colossus. It was a prize specimen, prominent, with the dark purpleness and deep blue devil colour on it rich, indicating a sizable fauna. The mane of tomentum on its back waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately sized tusks protruding from its backtalk and a descent of acantha topped its caput. Truly a terrifying sight, especially for one so helpless and vulnerable. Alyra dared not nominate a motion, her oculus fixated on the creature. meter seemed to crawl to a closure as she held her breathing place. The animate being eyed the room, but turned its red, piercing gaze on her eventually, and began a slow but cautious paseo over to the minuscule Sith boundary to the floor. Helpless, Alyra closed her middle and waited for her end, hoping it would be swift. The Tu'kata now loomed over her slope, eyeing every inching of her lithe body, seeming to take in the sight of the small red girl. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet turn a repast, opened her eyes in time to watch the animate being get down it 's chief, sniff her breast, and hold out a expectant tongue to lap her diminished breast. Alyra winced and gasped a footling in surprise, feeling the rough and despicable appendage change of location over her chest, rubbing her teat and planting a low cum of arousal in her.

Renning noted the cautious attack of the Tu'kata, but now thing were getting worry. 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 read/write head turned away from the creature as it caressed her breasts, as well as a animate being can, with its tumid tongue. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A mixture of female Tu'kata pheromones to appeal the monster, and aphrodisiacs to call down the subject. It appeared to be having the desire effect. Renning had long waited for an excuse to bend the petite and beautiful virgin over and have it away her senseless, imagining her submitting herself to him as he entered her purity while she moaned, '' Master '' breathlessly, her red body struggling beneath him as the sleek ridges on her face 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 find 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 pap sending sparkle of electrical energy throughout her physical structure as it was treated roughly by the monster 's natural language. Her body convulsed slightly, and she braced herself for another caress. It did not come where she expected. Bottled up in her own attempt to control her feelings of raptus, the brute had moved quickly to her legs without her noticing, sniffing her crotch. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in time to see the beast extend it 's clapper and drub her wet puss, rubbing it with it 's coarse and wet tongue. Alyra threw her top dog back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new sensations of pleasure began to mix with her feelings of fear and helplessness. As a lot as she tried to cover it, she was in paradise, every slug to her pussy sent jolts down every function of her trunk, causing her to twist and press against her restraints as she began to moan at the beast 's assault on her genitals. The Tu'kata seemed to enjoy himself a footling, lapping up the quivering fille 's juice as she writhed in pleasance against his touch sensation. Eventually, the Tu'kata 's lingua began to rub against her clitoris, shocking Alyra as her middle jolted open and her moans became louder. She started down at the beast between her legs as she gasped and groaned and the raptus within her began to build. The beast remained fixated on his prize, continuing to throw its lingua along Alyra 's pussy and clit. Suddenly, Alyra 's pleasure came to a read/write head, 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 clip, the stimulation only added to her explosive ecstasy as she shuddered against her restraints, helpless but in heaven. Alyra slowly came down from her delight high, tired, as she relaxed and the tensity in her organic structure evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her first sexual climax. The Tu'kata, seemingly aware her coming ended, had stopped his assault on her slit, now simply standing at her legs, its face covered in her cum, but it did n't seem 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 large Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red eyes slowly moved down to between the strapping animal 's massive leg to reveal a putz, extended out of its sheath and standing at total attention. It was massive, she estimated at least nine inches and so thick she doubted she could fit a script around it, but it was difficult to secern from her side. It had a monotone head like a bantha, and was a deep reddish pink save for some purpleness vein bulging on its English, and thick ridges lining the eye 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 Virgo 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 heavy legs stepped over her and its cock swept over consistence, its base hovered over her crotch, while its end extended all the way between her chest. 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 savage. It mattered not, however, as meter seemed to grovel as her centre beatnik faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to lieu the tip of its rod against her break virginity.

A moment that seemed like an timelessness passed as Alyra braced herself for the colossus 's trespass. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's body brushed against hers, her breasts tingled against the hide of the wight. And then it began to push. The flat head pressed against Alyra 's small, wet hole. The pressure slowly increased until finally Alyra 's possibility widened to devote ingress to the monumental meat pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her integral body shook, her dummy jiggling beneath the beast. The Tu'kata bellowed as its cock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the pocket-sized, writhing Sith girl shackled to the floor. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistance. Alyra took the abbreviated here and now to gather herself, only to be shattered by pain in the ass and pleasure as the Tu'kata thrust itself forward through her hymen. She half scream and moaned, cursing to herself in between heavy breathing place. The lusus naturae quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six inch. But it was enough for the fauna, and the animate being began to commit out. Alyra moaned as the cock retreated, rubbing against her vaginal folding, before shrieking as the monster quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a slow down but perpetual pace, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its grueling meat back into the lady friend, helpless to turn back him. Despite the bestial entry and size of the manhood penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to palpate pleasure again. The pain passed and the vacuum it left was filled by exaltation as she felt the pulsating penis inside her push all the way to her uterine cervix stretching her small, formerly virtuous vagina, only to be pulled almost all the way out, only to be jabbing quickly back in. Her cry of pain were replaced with groan of ecstasy 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 wild abandon. Alyra 's moan were quickly overcome by scream and screams of joy. She lost almost all control over her body as the monster ravaged her pussy, grunting with every jab that caused her to scream, pleasure overwhelming her.
The ridges along the shaft rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent ecstasy running through every venous blood vessel of her body. After what seemed like hours of being taken by the Tu'kata 's manhood, being ravished helplessly on the flooring, the Tu'kata gave one Lord jabbing and began to cum fountains inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly ejaculate. The feeling of the thick stopcock convulsing inside her and the rut of its chum set Alyra off, and she came even harder than before. Perhaps a little too severely, and the Sith acolyte 's orgasm opened previously untapped effect power, her shrieking of disco biscuit shaking the paries and shattered the observation chalk Renning stood behind. The entire chemical compound shook and Alyra blacked out.

When she awoke, she was laying down in the same stead, but the way was dingy. She turned her head, slowly, to see her constraint had been broken during her outburst. She rose up, slowly, as her entire consistency was sore from her trial by ordeal, as she rose to her feet, thick cum dripped out of her pussy, which felt the most raw of all, and a bit wider. Alyra took in her surround. The Tu'kata had been knocked against the wall and laid unconscious mind, its massive cock deflated and had begun to fall behind, still dripping some of its monster semen. She stumbled over to the stop observation window and peered over. Only a few exigency lighter remained operational, but even through the darkness she could see God Almighty Renning hunched over, sat against the rampart. She crawled over the window sill, careful not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her master. Once she was close she could relieve oneself out kitty of roue spread 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 floor. She smiled to herself. Renning had always been an ass anyway. Alyra took his lightsaber and his robes, dressing herself. Her master '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 paries. Alyra smirked a piddling bit. Maybe her master was on to something after all .