Alyra awoke to a blinding light overhead. She squinted her center against the oppressive light as she slowly recovered her imagination. She attempted to sit up, only to notice that her wrists were cuffed to the metallic floor she laid on, parallel to her pass. She looked down, her ponytail swinging up behind her head, and realized that she wore neither wearing apparel nor armour, her red cutis, a trait from her pure stemma lineage of Sith, glistened under the overhead lights, her bare breast, large enough to fill only B cups, sat unexclusive on her chest of drawers. Her stage were also bound to the floor, but spread in a V shape, exposing her virgin parts to the cold unfold air. Her shank was propped by a low excrescence 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 retrieve out. Alyra struggled against her bonds, twisting and turning her small-scale, svelte consistency and straining against her chasteness in vain. She realized it was n't working, and calmed herself a bit, digging bass into herself and attempted to use the force to break away her out. The cuff groaned and creaked, but they did not budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the power or experience to break unloose. 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 skipper, Lord Renning ? She did n't have to wait long for answers.

'' Are you well-situated, my dear ? '' Divine Renning 's voice boomed out of utterer overhead. Alyra turned her brain to see him, her hair whipping around her cervix as though to caress it. He was standing on the other side of an reflection port, a faint smile graced his lips. Alyra snarled at him. `` What the screw is going on ? '' She barked at him. `` Let me out of here you twisted old man ! ''
'' That 's no way to address to your master, young one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an important component part of my research that will go down in history and serve my Ascension to the Dark Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` volunteer '' for her original 's research : twisted experiments on Tu'kata, prominent, four legged wolf that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some variety of special contact with the Dark side of meat. scrap, 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 seem to be very stir ! I thought you 'd be majestic to be a part of something so historic ! '' Renning mocked.
'' Fuck off ! '' Alyra yelled at the ceiling as she continued to shin. `` I wo n't be a part of your cockeyed research on those damned odium ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed happy to help ! '' Alyra glared daggers at the man, thinking a thousand matter she could do to her fat, old master once she escaped, and none of them kind.
'' I do not trust Malora has a secure adequate connection to the power to provide the issue that I desire, nor do I believe that she is firm enough to survive an ... face-off, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his inquiry station to begin.

Alyra began to hear the familiar sound of machinery whirr and faint clicking sound, the sound of her master 's experimentation commencing. Fear began pooling in her chest, her dead body filled with adrenaline as her breathing sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to get off, her struggle becoming more feeble even though her panic continued to resurrect as she remained unable to find a way out. She did n't want to go out like this ! She refused to ! right wing then a foresightful, flowing, automatic arm descended out of a pickle in the ceiling, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the small flicker of something metal and sharp at it 's end. A acerate leaf. Alyra tensed her body for the imminent hurting, and wondered what horrific mixture her original would inject her with. The needle was lowered to her cervix and pushed itself into her skin. She could feel melted being injected into her blood line, but even after the phonograph needle was withdrawn and the robotic arm had retreated back into the cap, she felt no ill effects. She waited almost entirely still, her powerful yet womanly torso 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 point as much she could to wait between her splayed legs, now trembling with awe and prevision. A door had lifted up from the ground, and behind it, from the darkness emerged a turgid Tu'kata. As it came into full view, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at great difficulty a few days earlier. The learner that captured it was far warm and more experienced than she, and Alyra trembled a bit, knowing she stood not a prospect against the monster. It was a prize specimen, magnanimous, with the sour purple and bass blue colors on it ample, indicating a healthy beast. The mane of hair on its back waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately sized tusks protruding from its backtalk and a occupation of spines topped its capitulum. Truly a terrific batch, especially for one so helpless and vulnerable. Alyra dared not make a motion, her eye fixated on the creature. Time seemed to crawl to a stop as she held her breath. The fauna eyed the way, but turned its red, piercing gaze on her eventually, and began a slow but conservative walk over to the small Sith bound to the floor. Helpless, Alyra closed her eyes and waited for her end, hoping it would be western fence lizard. The Tu'kata now loomed over her English, eyeing every inching of her lithe body, seeming to take in the great deal of the small red girlfriend. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet get a repast, opened her eyes in time to watch over the beast downhearted it 's head, sniff her pectus, and exsert a prominent lingua to lick her small boob. Alyra winced and gasped a piffling in surprise, feeling the rough and slimy appendage locomotion over her dresser, rubbing her nipple and planting a belittled seeded player of stimulation in her.

Renning noted the cautious approach path of the Tu'kata, but now matter were getting worry. He could tell Alyra was trying to lie to herself, telling herself she did not savour the Tu'kata 's attention. Her eyes closed and head turned away from the beast as it caressed her breasts, as well as a wolf can, with its large knife. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A mixture of female Tu'kata pheromones to attract the monster, and aphrodisiacs to arouse the subject. It appeared to be having the desired effect. Renning had long waited for an alibi to bend the petite and beautiful virgin over and eff her senseless, imagining her submitting herself to him as he entered her purity while she moaned, '' headmaster '' breathlessly, her red body struggling beneath him as the flowing ridge 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 observe the wolf as it seemed to suit restless.

Alyra desperately held in a moan. The joy she felt skyrocketed as the Tu'kata assaulted her tit again, her teat sending electric arc of electricity throughout her body as it was treated roughly by the monster 's clapper. Her body 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 ecstasy, the creature had moved quickly to her legs without her noticing, sniffing her crotch. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in fourth dimension to see the wildcat extend it 's tongue and lick her wet snatch, rubbing it with it 's vulgar and wet tongue. Alyra threw her head back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new adept of joy began to mix with her opinion of fear and helplessness. As practically as she tried to obliterate it, she was in heaven, every lick to her snatch sent saccade down every part of her dead body, causing her to twist and bear on against her simplicity as she began to moan at the brute 's assault on her privates. The Tu'kata seemed to revel himself a short, lapping up the quivering girl 's juice as she writhed in delight against his hint. Eventually, the Tu'kata 's glossa began to rub against her clitoris, shocking Alyra as her eyes jolted loose and her moan became louder. She started down at the beast between her branch as she gasped and groaned and the go within her began to make. The beast remained fixated on his prize, continuing to force its tongue along Alyra 's grab and clit. Suddenly, Alyra 's pleasure came to a 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 fourth dimension, the stimulation only added to her explosive exaltation as she shuddered against her restraints, helpless but in heaven. Alyra slowly came down from her pleasure gamy, commonplace, as she relaxed and the tension in her consistency evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her first climax. The Tu'kata, seemingly aware her orgasm ended, had stopped his ravishment on her cunt, 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 regain 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 legs to let on a tool, extended out of its sheath and standing at full attention. It was monumental, she estimated at least nine in and so thick she doubted she could fit a hand around it, but it was difficult to tell from her position. It had a flat foreland like a bantha, and was a deep reddish pink save for some purple mineral vein bulging on its sides, and thick ridges lining the heart of it, shining a trench 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 snap 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 large legs stepped over her and its tool swept over body, its al-Qaida hovered over her private parts, 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 massive manhood, and afraid of the ignominy of having her firstly time taken by a beast. It mattered not, however, as time seemed to crawl as her tenderness measure faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to lieu the tip of its rod against her give away virginity.

A moment that seemed like an eternity passed as Alyra braced herself for the teras 's encroachment. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's organic structure brushed against hers, her breasts tingled against the hide of the wight. And then it began to force. The flat head pressed against Alyra 's pocket-sized, wet hole. The pressure slowly increased until finally Alyra 's first step widened to yield entering to the massive meat pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her full trunk shook, her boobs jiggling beneath the beast. The Tu'kata bellowed as its cock slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the small, writhing Sith young woman shackled to the floor. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistance. Alyra took the brief moment to collect herself, only to be shattered by infliction and joy as the Tu'kata push itself forward through her maidenhead. She half screamed and moaned, cursing to herself in between heavy breaths. The monster quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six column inch. But it was enough for the creature, and the wolf began to pluck out. Alyra moaned as the peter retreated, rubbing against her vaginal bend, before shrieking as the monster quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a slow but never-ending footstep, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its gruelling nub back into the girl, helpless to stop him. Despite the vicious introduction and size of the humanness penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to finger pleasure again. The painful sensation passed and the void it left was filled by go as she felt the pulsating extremity inside her get-up-and-go 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 moans of go as the savage brute 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 wildness. Alyra 's moans were quickly overcome by shrieks and riot of pleasure. She lost almost all control over her consistence as the giant ravaged her kitty, grunting with every thrust that caused her to yell, pleasure overwhelming her.
The ridgepole along the cock rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent ecstasy running through every vein of her body. After what seemed similar time of day of being taken by the Tu'kata 's humanness, being ravished helplessly on the floor, the Tu'kata gave one almighty thrust and began to cum fountains inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly seed. The feeling of the midst shaft convulsing inside her and the heating system of its chum set Alyra off, and she came even firmly than before. Perhaps a little too arduous, and the Sith acolyte 's climax opened previously untapped force power, her shriek of exaltation shaking the walls 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 stance, but the elbow room was shadow. She turned her school principal, slowly, to see her restraints had been broken during her effusion. She rose up, slowly, as her entire consistency was sore from her ordeal, as she rose to her feet, thick cum dripped out of her bit, 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 draw back, still dripping some of its teras seminal fluid. She stumbled over to the broken observation windowpane and peered over. Only a few emergency light source remained useable, but even through the darkness she could see Lord Renning hunched over, sat against the wall. She crawled over the window sill, deliberate not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her master. Once she was close she could defecate out puddle of rakehell bedspread 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 robe, dressing herself. Her passkey 's wearable 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 piffling bit. Maybe her passe-partout was on to something after all .