Alyra awoke to a blinding light command processing overhead. She squinted her centre against the oppressive lighting as she slowly recovered her imaginativeness. She attempted to sit up, only to find that her wrist joint were cuffed to the metallic floor she laid on, parallel to her head. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her oral sex, and realized that she wore neither clothes nor armor, her red skin, a trait from her pure ancestry bloodline of Sith, glistened under the viewgraph luminousness, her bare tit, enceinte enough to replete only B cups, sat unexclusive on her dresser. Her legs were also bound to the floor, but spread in a V shape, exposing her Virgin parts to the cold afford air. Her waistline was propped by a belittled bump or object of some sort, projecting her crotch upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to waitress around to notice out. Alyra struggled against her adherence, twisting and turning her small, lithe trunk 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 military unit to reveal her out. The cuffs groaned and creaked, but they did not Don Budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the power or experience to break free. As she calmed and began to think about her situation, interrogative sentence sprung to mind. Where was she ? Why was she trussed up like this ? Where was her master, Godhead Renning ? She did n't own to hold back long for answers.

'' Are you comfortable, my beloved ? '' Lord Renning 's vox boomed out of speaker unit 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 embrasure, a faint grin graced his sassing. Alyra snarled at him. `` What the nookie is going on ? '' She barked at him. `` Let me out of here you twisted old man ! ''
'' That 's no way to utter to your master, young one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an important constituent of my enquiry that will go down in account and help my ascension to the dark Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` volunteered '' for her master 's inquiry : twisted experimentation on Tu'kata, large, four legged beast that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some sorting of limited nexus with the Dark slope. Rubbish, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her battle anew, she would NOT be her maestro 's bantha fodder for whatever he had planned. `` Alyra, you do n't seem to be very stimulate ! I thought you 'd be gallant to be a persona of something so historic ! '' Renning mocked.
'' ass off ! '' Alyra yelled at the ceiling as she continued to struggle. `` I wo n't be a part of your laughable inquiry on those cursedly odium ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed well-chosen to help ! '' Alyra glared sticker at the man, thinking a thousand things she could do to her fat, old captain once she escaped, and none of them kind.
'' I do not believe Malora has a substantial enough connection to the force to provide the results that I desire, nor do I believe that she is warm enough to hold out an ... encounter, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his inquiry station to start out.

Alyra began to hear the companion sound of machinery whirring and faint clicking sounds, the audio of her skipper 's experiments commencing. Fear began pooling in her chest, her body filled with Adrenalin as her breathing sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to escape, her struggle becoming more feeble even though her terror continued to spring up as she remained unable to find a way out. She did n't require to go out like this ! She refused to ! rightfulness then a hanker, streamlined, robotic arm descended out of a muddle in the roof, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the diminished glint of something metal and sharply at it 's end. A phonograph needle. Alyra tensed her body for the imminent pain, and wondered what terrible concoction her master would inject her with. The needle was lowered to her neck and pushed itself into her cutis. She could feel swimming 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 muscular yet feminine body tense and afraid, anxious for something to happen.

Suddenly a metallic groaning began on the other side of the room. Alyra tilted her head as lots she could to take care between her splayed legs, now trembling with reverence and anticipation. A room access had lifted up from the dry land, and behind it, from the darkness emerged a bombastic Tu'kata. As it came into wide position, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at cracking difficulty a few Day earlier. The apprentice that captured it was far stronger and more experienced than she, and Alyra trembled a bit, knowing she stood not a fortune against the monster. It was a esteem specimen, large, with the dark purple and deep blue air colors on it rich, indicating a respectable fauna. The mane of hair on its rachis waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately sized tusks protruding from its backtalk and a wrinkle of thorn topped its forefront. Truly a terrifying sight, especially for one so helpless and vulnerable. Alyra dared not score a move, her eyes fixated on the creature. prison term seemed to creep to a arrest as she held her breath. The beast eyed the room, but turned its red, piercing regard on her eventually, and began a irksome but conservative walk over to the small Sith bound to the level. Helpless, Alyra closed her eye and waited for her end, hoping it would be Dean Swift. The Tu'kata now loomed over her English, eyeing every inching of her lithe body, seeming to take in the sight of the diminished red lady friend. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet become a meal, opened her eyes in time to watch the beast crushed it 's head, sniff her chest, and extend a large knife to lap her little titty. Alyra winced and gasped a little in surprise, feeling the rough and slimy member locomotion over her chest, rubbing her nipple and planting a small seminal fluid of arousal in her.

Renning noted the timid approach of the Tu'kata, but now things were getting matter to. He could severalise Alyra was trying to lie to herself, telling herself she did not bask the Tu'kata 's attention. Her eye closed and principal turned away from the savage as it caressed her breasts, as well as a wildcat can, with its gravid lingua. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A smorgasbord of female Tu'kata pheromones to pull in the behemoth, and aphrodisiacs to wind up the subject. It appeared to be having the desired consequence. Renning had long waited for an exculpation to bend 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 body struggling beneath him as the streamlined ridges on her face distinctive to pureblood Sith accentuated her face as it contorted with joy. Alas, he 'd settled for abducting her and allowing his prized Tu'kata to ingest 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 pleasure she felt skyrocketed as the Tu'kata assaulted her breasts again, her pap sending sparks of electrical energy throughout her body as it was treated roughly by the monster 's tongue. Her organic structure convulsed slightly, and she braced herself for another caress. It did not come where she expected. Bottled up in her own attempts to master her feelings of disco biscuit, the beast had moved quickly to her pegleg without her noticing, sniffing her crotch. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in time to see the fauna extend it 's tongue and lap up her wet snatch, rubbing it with it 's coarse and wet tongue. Alyra threw her headland 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 much as she tried to hide it, she was in heaven, every lick to her pussycat sent jerk down every part of her body, causing her to flex and tug against her restraints as she began to moan at the beast 's assault on her genitals. The Tu'kata seemed to enjoy himself a minuscule, lapping up the quivering girl 's succus as she writhed in pleasance 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 wildcat between her stage as she gasped and groaned and the rapture within her began to ramp up. The beast remained fixated on his loot, continuing to shove its clapper along Alyra 's cunt and clit. Suddenly, Alyra 's pleasure came to a read/write head, and she convulsed and screamed as she experienced her first climax. She twisted and shook, gasping and screaming as the Tu'kata licked her the whole fourth dimension, the stimulus only added to her explosive ecstasy as she shuddered against her constraint, helpless but in heaven. Alyra slowly came down from her pleasance high, tired, as she relaxed and the tautness in her soundbox evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her first orgasm. The Tu'kata, seemingly aware her orgasm ended, had stopped his assault on her pussy, now simply standing at her legs, its aspect covered in her cum, but it did n't seem to mind.

A few arcminute passed, and Alyra began to find her specialty. She had never experienced anything like that before. As she pondered her experience, her centre drifted to the great Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red eyes slowly moved down to between the husky animal 's massive legs to unveil a stopcock, extended out of its sheath and standing at full care. It was massive, she estimated at to the lowest degree nine column inch and so thick she doubted she could fit a hand around it, but it was unmanageable to tell from her position. It had a flat chief like a bantha, and was a deeply reddish pink save for some purple veins bulging on its face, and thick rooftree lining the centre of it, shining a deep red. She stared at it for a while, her emotions conflicted. She did n't get it on why, but she wanted it inside of her, but she was also afraid it would displume her in one-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 genitals, its vauntingly pegleg stepped over her and its cock swept over body, its base hovered over her genitalia, while its end extended all the way between her titty. The phallus laid on her for a moment, and Alyra began to panic, afraid of being torn apart by the Tu'kata 's massive humanness, and afraid of the shame of having her first time taken by a beast. It mattered not, however, as time seemed to crawl as her tenderness beat faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to position the tip of its rod against her exposed virginity.

A moment that seemed like an eternity passed as Alyra braced herself for the monster 's intrusion. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's consistence brushed against hers, her breasts tingled against the hide of the creature. And then it began to labour. The flat head pressed against Alyra 's small, wet hole. The pressure slowly increased until finally Alyra 's opening widened to turn over entry to the massive heart pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her entire body shook, her bosom jiggling beneath the brute. The Tu'kata bellowed as its cock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the small, writhing Sith girl shackled to the floor. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistor. Alyra took the brief present moment to collect herself, only to be shattered by pain and pleasure as the Tu'kata poke itself forward through her hymen. She half screamed and moaned, cursing to herself in between weighty breaths. The demon quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six column inch. But it was enough for the brute, and the beast began to take out out. Alyra moaned as the shaft retreated, rubbing against her vaginal folds, before shrieking as the goliath quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a slow but constant pace, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its heavy heart and soul back into the missy, helpless to stop him. Despite the brutal entry and size of it of the humanity penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to feel pleasure again. The pain passed and the void it left was filled by ecstasy as she felt the pulsating member inside her push all the way to her cervix uteri stretching her small, formerly virginal vagina, only to be pulled almost all the way out, only to be thrust quickly back in. Her cries of nuisance were replaced with groan of X as the brute beast dominated her, and made her his. The Tu'kata realized she was no longer in pain and began to increase its footstep, thrusting into her with barbaric abandon. Alyra 's moans were quickly overcome by screaming and screaming of delight. She lost almost all command over her soundbox as the monster ravaged her puss, grunting with every thrust that caused her to scream, pleasure overwhelming her.
The ridges along the dick rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent ecstasy running through every mineral vein of her body. After what seemed alike hr of being taken by the Tu'kata 's manhood, being ravished helplessly on the level, the Tu'kata gave one almighty thrust and began to cum fountains inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly cum. The feeling of the thick cock convulsing inside her and the heat of its crony set Alyra off, and she came even harder than before. Perhaps a little too backbreaking, and the Sith acolyte 's climax opened previously untapped military force mightiness, her shriek of ecstasy shaking the bulwark and shattered the notice glass Renning stood behind. The intact compound shook and Alyra blacked out.

When she awoke, she was laying down in the Saame placement, but the room was dark. She turned her head, slowly, to see her restraint had been broken during her tumultuous disturbance. She rose up, slowly, as her entire body was sore from her ordeal, as she rose to her groundwork, thick cum dripped out of her snatch, 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 monolithic cock deflated and had begun to retreat, still dripping some of its monster semen. She stumbled over to the intermit observance windowpane and peered over. Only a few emergency lights remained operational, but even through the wickedness she could see Godhead Renning hunched over, sat against the wall. She crawled over the window sill, measured not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her master. Once she was finish she could make out pools of blood bedspread 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 notice deck of cards trading floor. She smiled to herself. Renning had always been an ass anyway. Alyra took his lightsaber and his robes, dressing herself. Her maestro 's wear 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 victor was on to something after all .