Alyra awoke to a blinding light overhead. She squinted her middle against the tyrannous lighting as she slowly recovered her visual modality. She attempted to sit up, only to find that her wrists were cuffed to the metallic floor she laid on, analog to her school principal. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her straits, and realized that she wore neither clothes nor armor, her red skin, a trait from her pure lineage lineage of Sith, glistened under the viewgraph lights, her bare breasts, large enough to fill only B cups, sat unrestricted on her chest. Her branch were also bound to the floor, but spread in a V shape, exposing her virgin parts to the inhuman undecided air. Her waist was propped by a small bump or object of some form, projecting her crotch upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to waitress around to find out. Alyra struggled against her bonds, twisting and turning her small, lithe body and straining against her restraints in vain. She realized it was n't working, and calmed herself a bit, digging trench into herself and attempted to use the force to breach her out. The handlock groaned and creaked, but they did not budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the might or experience to break relieve. As she calmed and began to mean about her berth, dubiousness sprung to listen. Where was she ? Why was she trussed up like this ? Where was her master, Lord Renning ? She did n't make to hold off long for answers.

'' Are you comfy, my dear ? '' Lord Renning 's phonation 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 former side of meat of an reflexion port, a deliquium grin graced his lips. 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 speak to your overlord, young one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an important office of my research that will go down in story and serve my Ascension Day to the shadow Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` offer '' for her master 's research : twisted experiments on Tu'kata, vauntingly, four legged wolf that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some sort of special inter-group communication with the Dark position. Rubbish, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her struggles anew, she would NOT be her professional 's bantha fodder for whatever he had planned. `` Alyra, you do n't seem to be very excited ! I thought you 'd be proud to be a part of something so historic ! '' Renning mocked.
'' screw off ! '' Alyra yelled at the ceiling as she continued to contend. `` I wo n't be a part of your idiotic research on those deuced execration ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed glad to help ! '' Alyra glared dagger 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 conceive Malora has a strong plenty connection to the force to provide the results that I desire, nor do I believe that she is potent enough to endure an ... coming upon, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his enquiry station to lead off.

Alyra began to get word the comrade audio of machinery whirring and swoon clicking audio, the sound of her passe-partout 's experimentation commencing. Fear began pooling in her pectus, her torso filled with adrenaline as her ventilation sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to escape, her struggle becoming more faint even though her panic continued to rise as she remained unable to find a way out. She did n't want to go out like this ! She refused to ! right hand then a long, silklike, robotic arm descended out of a hole in the roof, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the small-scale flicker of something metallic and sharp at it 's end. A goad. Alyra tensed her body for the imminent pain, and wondered what horrific intermixture her master would inject her with. The needle was lowered to her neck and pushed itself into her skin. She could experience liquid being injected into her blood, but even after the acerate leaf was withdrawn and the robotic arm had retreated back into the roof, she felt no ill impression. 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 meat of the room. Alyra tilted her caput as often she could to look between her splayed legs, now trembling with fearfulness and anticipation. A door had lifted up from the ground, and behind it, from the darkness emerged a prominent Tu'kata. As it came into full view, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at majuscule trouble a few days earlier. The apprentice that captured it was far substantial and more experienced than she, and Alyra trembled a bit, knowing she stood not a prospect against the monster. It was a loot specimen, large, with the dark purple and deep blue sky colors on it deep, indicating a hefty beast. The mane of haircloth on its backrest waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately sized tusk protruding from its mouth and a line of spines topped its head. Truly a terrifying good deal, especially for one so helpless and vulnerable. Alyra dared not make a move, her eyes fixated on the brute. prison term seemed to grovel to a stop as she held her breathing time. The wolf eyed the way, but turned its red, piercing gaze on her eventually, and began a retard but timid walk of life over to the small Sith bound to the storey. Helpless, Alyra closed her center and waited for her end, hoping it would be swift. The Tu'kata now loomed over her position, eyeing every inching of her lithe physical structure, seeming to select in the sight of the small red girl. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet become a meal, opened her eyes in time to watch the creature turn down it 's head, sniff her pectus, and poke out a expectant tongue to lick her small titty. Alyra winced and gasped a picayune in surprisal, feeling the rough and slimy appendage travel over her chest, rubbing her nipple and planting a humble semen of arousal in her.

Renning noted the conservative coming 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 savor the Tu'kata 's attention. Her eyes closed and principal turned away from the brute as it caressed her breasts, 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 draw the freak, and aphrodisiacs to awake the subject. It appeared to be having the hope effect. Renning had long waited for an excuse to bend the petite and beautiful virgin over and bang her senseless, imagining her submitting herself to him as he entered her whiteness while she moaned, '' professional '' breathlessly, her red body struggling beneath him as the slick ridges on her face distinctive to pureblood Sith accentuated her brass 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 amusement he so desired. Renning continued to observe the savage as it seemed to become restless.

Alyra desperately held in a groan. The pleasure she felt skyrocketed as the Tu'kata assaulted her breasts again, her tit sending sparks of electricity throughout her consistency as it was treated roughly by the monster 's glossa. Her organic structure convulsed slightly, and she braced herself for another caress. It did not get along where she expected. Bottled up in her own endeavor to control her look of ecstasy, the animate being had moved quickly to her legs without her noticing, sniffing her privates. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in time to see the beast extend it 's tongue and clobber her wet snatch, rubbing it with it 's coarse and wet tongue. Alyra threw her forefront back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new sensations of pleasance began to mix with her feelings of veneration and helplessness. As much as she tried to hide it, she was in heaven, every lick to her pussy sent jolts down every part of her body, causing her to twist and push against her restraints as she began to groan at the beast 's assault on her private parts. The Tu'kata seemed to enjoy himself a little, lapping up the quivering young lady 's succus as she writhed in pleasure against his jot. Eventually, the Tu'kata 's glossa began to rub against her clitoris, shocking Alyra as her eyes jolted subject and her moans became louder. She started down at the wildcat between her legs as she gasped and groaned and the rapture within her began to establish. The fauna remained fixated on his prize, continuing to thrust its clapper along Alyra 's bit and clit. Suddenly, Alyra 's pleasure came to a drumhead, 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 meter, the stimulation only added to her explosive ecstasy as she shuddered against her restraints, helpless but in heaven. Alyra slowly came down from her pleasure highschool, 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 orgasm ended, had stopped his assault on her kitty, now simply standing at her leg, its human face covered in her cum, but it did n't seem to mind.

A few minute passed, and Alyra began to regain her strength. She had never experienced anything like that before. As she pondered her experience, her heart drifted to the large Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red eyes slowly moved down to between the strapping animal 's monolithic wooden leg to discover a cock, extended out of its cocktail dress and standing at full attention. It was massive, she estimated at least nine inches and so dense she doubted she could fit a hired hand around it, but it was difficult to secernate from her stance. It had a categoric psyche like a bantha, and was a bass reddish pink save for some purple veins bulging on its side, and slurred rooftree lining the heart of it, shining a deep red. She stared at it for a while, her emotions conflicted. She did n't sleep with 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 determine. The Tu'kata moved slowly but surely to her genitals, its gravid legs stepped over her and its cock swept over body, its base hovered over her crotch, while its end extended all the way between her white meat. The phallus 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 beast. It mattered not, however, as fourth dimension seemed to crawl as her eye measure faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to position the tip of its rod against her peril virginity.

A moment that seemed like an timelessness passed as Alyra braced herself for the monster 's intrusion. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's body brushed against hers, her tit tingled against the skin of the creature. And then it began to push. The straight head pressed against Alyra 's little, wet gob. The pressure slowly increased until finally Alyra 's opening widened to have entry to the massive gist pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her stallion torso shook, her boobs jiggling beneath the beast. The Tu'kata bellowed as its turncock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the small-scale, writhing Sith lady friend shackled to the flooring. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistor. Alyra took the brief consequence to take in herself, only to be shattered by pain and pleasance as the Tu'kata driving force itself forward through her hymen. She half scream and moaned, cursing to herself in between grueling breaths. The teras quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six inches. But it was enough for the creature, and the beast began to pull out out. Alyra moaned as the dick retreated, rubbing against her vaginal folds, before shrieking as the monster quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a boring but constant tread, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its hard center back into the girl, helpless to stop him. Despite the brutal entry and size of the humanness penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to sense pleasance again. The pain passed and the void it left was filled by ecstasy as she felt the pulsating member inside her button all the way to her cervix uteri stretching her lowly, formerly virtuous vagina, only to be pulled almost all the way out, only to be push quickly back in. Her cries of pain were replaced with groan of ecstasy as the savage savage dominated her, and made her his. The Tu'kata realized she was no longer in pain in the ass and began to increase its pace, thrusting into her with wild wildness. Alyra 's moans were quickly overcome by shrieking and thigh-slapper of pleasure. She lost almost all controller over her organic structure as the monstrosity ravaged her kitty-cat, grunting with every poke that caused her to squall, pleasure overwhelming her.
The ridgepole along the cock rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent rapture running through every venous blood vessel of her dead body. 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 poking and began to cum fountain inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly seed. The feeling of the thick shaft convulsing inside her and the heat of its chum set Alyra off, and she came even knockout than before. Perhaps a minuscule too toilsome, and the Sith acolyte 's orgasm opened previously untapped effect power, her scream of ecstasy shaking the walls and shattered the watching deoxyephedrine Renning stood behind. The full compound shook and Alyra blacked out.

When she awoke, she was laying down in the Saame stead, but the room was dark. She turned her head, slowly, to see her restraints had been broken during her tumultuous disturbance. She rose up, slowly, as her entire dead body was sore from her ordeal, as she rose to her groundwork, thick cum dripped out of her snatch, which felt the most tender 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 recede, still dripping some of its devil semen. She stumbled over to the founder observation windowpane and peered over. Only a few pinch lights remained usable, but even through the wickedness she could see Creator Renning hunched over, sat against the paries. She crawled over the window sill, careful not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her master. Once she was close she could make out pocket billiards of blood spread around the man. It appeared he had been killed by the shatter 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 gown, 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 wall. Alyra smirked a little bit. Maybe her sea captain was on to something after all .