Alyra awoke to a blinding light operating cost. She squinted her optic against the oppressive lighting as she slowly recovered her vision. She attempted to sit up, only to see that her wrists were cuffed to the metallic storey she laid on, parallel to her head teacher. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her head, and realized that she wore neither clothes nor armor, her red skin, a trait from her pure blood lineage of Sith, glistened under the overhead lights, her bare breasts, vauntingly enough to satisfy only B cups, sat unexclusive on her chest. Her legs were also bound to the base, but spread in a V condition, exposing her virgin parts to the cold capable air. Her waist was propped by a pocket-size swelling or physical object of some sort, projecting her crotch upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to await around to incur out. Alyra struggled against her bail, twisting and turning her pocket-sized, lithe dead 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 forcefulness to break her out. The cuffs groaned and creaked, but they did not budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the powerfulness or experience to break free. As she calmed and began to think about her position, questions sprung to mind. Where was she ? Why was she trussed up like this ? Where was her master, nobleman Renning ? She did n't get to wait long for answers.

'' Are you comfortable, my dearest ? '' Almighty Renning 's vocalization boomed out of loudspeaker system overhead. Alyra turned her heading to see him, her pilus whipping around her neck as though to caress it. He was standing on the other side of an reflexion interface, a syncope smile graced his lips. Alyra snarled at him. `` What the shtup is going on ? '' She barked at him. `` Let me out of here you twisted old man ! ''
'' That 's no way to speak to your master key, new one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an authoritative percentage of my enquiry that will go down in history and avail my ascension to the Dark Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` volunteered '' for her master 's research : twisted experiments on Tu'kata, large, four legged creature that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some sorting of extra link with the Dark incline. Rubbish, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her struggles anew, she would NOT be her master 's bantha cannon 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 voice of something so historic ! '' Renning mocked.
'' nookie off ! '' Alyra yelled at the cap as she continued to struggle. `` I wo n't be a region of your derisory research on those goddamned abominations ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed happy to help ! '' Alyra glared obelisk at the man, thinking a thousand thing she could do to her fat, old master once she escaped, and none of them kind.
'' I do not consider Malora has a unattackable enough connexion to the violence to leave the resultant role that I desire, nor do I believe that she is strong enough to subsist an ... encounter, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his research station to begin.

Alyra began to hear the familiar sound of machinery whirring and faint clicking sounds, the sound of her headmaster 's experimentation commencing. fear began pooling in her breast, her body filled with adrenaline as her breathing sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to get away, her struggle becoming more feeble even though her panic continued to heighten as she remained unable to find oneself a way out. She did n't want to go out like this ! She refused to ! Right then a tenacious, silken, machinelike arm descended out of a pickle in the ceiling, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the small glint of something metallic and sharp at it 's end. A goad. Alyra tensed her organic structure for the imminent infliction, and wondered what awful concoction her headmaster would inject her with. The needle was lowered to her neck and pushed itself into her skin. She could feel liquid being injected into her blood line, but even after the acerate leaf was withdrawn and the robotic 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, anxious for something to happen.

Suddenly a metal groaning began on the other side of meat of the way. Alyra tilted her head as practically she could to appear between her splayed peg, now trembling with fear and expectation. A doorway had lifted up from the ground, and behind it, from the shadow emerged a boastfully Tu'kata. As it came into full view, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at corking difficulty 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 luck against the ogre. It was a prize specimen, large, with the dark purple and deep blue devil colors on it full-bodied, indicating a sizable animal. The mane of whisker on its back waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately sized tusk protruding from its mouth and a line of spines topped its headway. Truly a terrific sight, especially for one so helpless and vulnerable. Alyra dared not make a move, her eyes fixated on the creature. clock time seemed to cower to a stop as she held her breath. The beast eyed the room, but turned its red, piercing regard on her eventually, and began a slacken but cautious walk over to the small Sith saltation 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 hold in the sight of the low red girl. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet turn a meal, opened her middle in time to keep an eye on the beast lower berth it 's head, sniff her chest, and broaden a magnanimous glossa to lick her small knocker. Alyra winced and gasped a little in surprise, feeling the rough and despicable appendage travelling over her chest, rubbing her mamilla and planting a small seed of foreplay in her.

Renning noted the cautious approach of the Tu'kata, but now affair 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 middle closed and head turned away from the animal as it caressed her breasts, as well as a animal can, with its enceinte tongue. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A mixture of distaff Tu'kata pheromones to attract the freak, and aphrodisiacs to stimulate the case. It appeared to be having the desired event. Renning had long waited for an excuse to stoop the petite and beautiful virgin over and know her senseless, imagining her submitting herself to him as he entered her whiteness while she moaned, '' Master '' breathlessly, her red body struggling beneath him as the sleek ridges on her face typical to pureblood Sith accentuated her fount as it contorted with pleasure. Alas, he 'd settled for abducting her and allowing his prized Tu'kata to ingest its way with her. It helped his inquiry and gave him the entertainment he so desired. Renning continued to observe the wildcat as it seemed to become restless.

Alyra desperately held in a moan. The pleasure she felt skyrocketed as the Tu'kata assaulted her titty again, her teat sending sparks of electrical energy throughout her body as it was treated roughly by the teras '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 see her notion of transport, the creature had moved quickly to her legs without her noticing, sniffing her genitals. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in time to see the beast extend it 's spit and cream her wet snatch, rubbing it with it 's coarse and wet tongue. Alyra threw her heading back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new esthesis of delight began to mix with her feelings of fright and helplessness. As much as she tried to hide it, she was in paradise, every biff to her pussy sent jolts down every office of her eubstance, causing her to twist and push against her constraint as she began to moan at the beast 's rape on her privates. The Tu'kata seemed to enjoy himself a small, lapping up the quivering miss 's succus 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 undetermined and her moan became louder. She started down at the creature between her wooden leg as she gasped and groaned and the ecstasy within her began to build. The beast remained fixated on his prize, continuing to thrust its lingua along Alyra 's snatch and clit. Suddenly, Alyra 's joy came to a head, and she convulsed and screamed as she experienced her first coming. She twisted and shook, gasping and screaming as the Tu'kata licked her the unharmed time, the arousal only added to her explosive ecstasy as she shuddered against her chasteness, helpless but in nirvana. Alyra slowly came down from her pleasure high, tired, as she relaxed and the tautness in her body evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her maiden orgasm. The Tu'kata, seemingly aware her coming ended, had stopped his ravishment 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 bit passed, and Alyra began to regain her posture. She had never experienced anything like that before. As she pondered her experience, her eyes drifted to the big Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red optic slowly moved down to between the strapping animal 's massive peg to reveal a putz, extended out of its sheath and standing at full attention. It was massive, she estimated at least nine inch and so blockheaded she doubted she could fit a hand around it, but it was hard to secern from her position. It had a flavourless head like a bantha, and was a cryptic reddish pink save for some purpleness veins bulging on its position, and thick ridges lining the middle of it, shining a deep red. She stared at it for a while, her emotions conflicted. She did n't screw why, but she wanted it inside of her, but she was also afraid it would rupture her in half, she was still a Virgo the 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 genital organ, its large legs stepped over her and its cock swept over body, its base hovered over her privates, while its end extended all the way between her breasts. The phallus laid on her for a moment, and Alyra began to panic, afraid of being torn apart by the Tu'kata 's monumental manhood, and afraid of the ignominy of having her first-class honours degree time taken by a beast. It mattered not, however, as clip seemed to grovel as her heart cadence faster, her breast heaved and the Tu'kata moved to position the tip of its rod against her exposed virginity.

A consequence that seemed like an eternity passed as Alyra braced herself for the monster 's encroachment. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's organic structure brushed against hers, her white meat tingled against the pelt of the creature. And then it began to force. The flatcar foreland pressed against Alyra 's small, wet hole. The imperativeness slowly increased until finally Alyra 's first step widened to give entry to the monolithic center pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her entire body shook, her dumbbell jiggling beneath the wildcat. The Tu'kata bellowed as its cock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the small, writhing Sith daughter shackled to the floor. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistance. Alyra took the legal brief mo to collect herself, only to be shattered by nuisance and pleasure as the Tu'kata poke itself forward through her hymen. She half scream and moaned, cursing to herself in between heavy hint. The goliath quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six column inch. But it was enough for the creature, and the beast began to tear out. Alyra moaned as the pecker retreated, rubbing against her vaginal folding, before shrieking as the fiend quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a behind but perpetual tread, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its hard meat back into the miss, helpless to lay off him. Despite the unrelenting entry and size of the humanness penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to palpate pleasure again. The pain passed and the void it left was filled by transport as she felt the pulsating member inside her push button all the way to her cervix stretching her lowly, formerly virtuous vagina, only to be pulled almost all the way out, only to be thrust quickly back in. Her rallying cry of pain sensation were replaced with moans 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 moans were quickly overcome by shrieks and screaming of pleasance. She lost almost all control over her soundbox as the monstrosity ravaged her kitty, grunting with every driving force that caused her to scream, pleasure overwhelming her.
The ridges along the stopcock rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent ecstasy running through every vena of her body. After what seemed like hours of being taken by the Tu'kata 's humanity, being ravished helplessly on the level, the Tu'kata gave one almighty poke and began to cum fountains inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly seed. The tactile sensation of the duncical dick convulsing inside her and the heat of its Oncorhynchus keta set Alyra off, and she came even harder than before. Perhaps a minuscule too gruelling, and the Sith acolyte 's orgasm opened previously untapped effect power, her shriek of exaltation shaking the wall and shattered the reflection glass Renning stood behind. The stallion 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 head, slowly, to see her restraints had been broken during her outburst. She rose up, slowly, as her entire body was sore from her ordeal, as she rose to her feet, wooden-headed cum dripped out of her snatch, which felt the most huffy 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 tool deflated and had begun to recede, still dripping some of its fiend semen. She stumbled over to the bust observance window and peered over. Only a few parking brake igniter remained operational, but even through the darkness she could see Lord 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 close she could score out puddle of origin spread around the man. It appeared he had been killed by the shattered glassful which was propelled by Alyra 's explosion, and he had bled out on the observation deck base. She smiled to herself. Renning had always been an ass anyway. Alyra took his lightsaber and his robe, dressing herself. Her professional '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 rampart. Alyra smirked a niggling bit. Maybe her master was on to something after all .