Alyra awoke to a blinding spark overhead. She squinted her middle against the tyrannous lighting as she slowly recovered her imagination. She attempted to sit up, only to find that her wrist joint were cuffed to the metallic trading floor she laid on, parallel to her top dog. 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 illumination, her bare breasts, large enough to take only B cups, sat unrestricted on her dresser. Her legs were also bound to the floor, but spread in a V shape, exposing her virgin division to the cold-blooded open air. Her waist was propped by a lowly bump or objective of some sort, projecting her genitals upwards, almost as if presenting it, but to what ? She was n't going to wait around to find out. Alyra struggled against her trammel, twisting and turning her small, lithesome soundbox and straining against her restraint in vain. She realized it was n't working, and calmed herself a bit, digging thick into herself and attempted to use the military group to break her out. The manacle groaned and creaked, but they did not John Donald Budge. She was only an acolyte, and lacked the power or experience to break free. As she calmed and began to conceive about her post, question sprung to bear in mind. Where was she ? Why was she trussed up like this ? Where was her overlord, noble Renning ? She did n't let to hold off long for answers.

'' Are you well-situated, my dear ? '' Divine Renning 's voice boomed out of speakers 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 larboard, a deliquium smile graced his lips. Alyra snarled at him. `` What the fuck is going on ? '' She barked at him. `` Let me out of here you twisted old man ! ''
'' That 's no way to mouth to your master, unseasoned one. '' Renning calmly replied. `` Besides, you should be elated ! You 're about to be an authoritative constituent of my research that will go down in story and aid my ascension to the Dark Council ! ``
That 's when it dawned on her. She had been `` offer '' for her headmaster 's research : twisted experimentation on Tu'kata, tumid, four legged beasts that were all too common on Korriban. He was convinced that Tu'kata had some sort of special link with the Dark face. applesauce, but he was blindly obsessed with it. Alyra began her struggle anew, she would NOT be her master 's bantha fodder for whatever he had planned. `` Alyra, you do n't seem to be very excited ! I thought you 'd be gallant to be a voice 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 idiotic inquiry on those unsaved abominations ! Why not use Malora ? She always seemed felicitous to help ! '' Alyra glared obelisk at the man, thinking a thousand affair she could do to her fat, old passe-partout once she escaped, and none of them kind.
'' I do not believe Malora has a strong enough connector to the power to provide the results that I desire, nor do I believe that she is strong enough to last an ... confrontation, with the specimen. '' He said coldly, and he looked down at his research post to get down.

Alyra began to hear the familiar sound of machinery whir and faint clicking sounds, the sound of her master key 's experiments commencing. fear began pooling in her breast, her body filled with epinephrin as her breathing sped up. She desperately looked around for a way to escape, her struggle becoming more nerveless even though her terror continued to mount as she remained ineffective to ascertain a way out. She did n't require to go out like this ! She refused to ! rightfulness then a farsighted, silky, robotlike arm descended out of a hole in the ceiling, lowering itself towards her. As it neared, she could see the small flicker of something metallic and abrupt at it 's end. A goad. Alyra tensed her body for the impending pain, and wondered what horrific concoction her master copy would inject her with. The acerate leaf was lowered to her neck and pushed itself into her hide. She could feel liquid being injected into her blood, but even after the needle was withdrawn and the machinelike arm had retreated back into the roof, she felt no ill effect. She waited almost entirely still, her muscular yet womanly 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 much she could to reckon between her rotate legs, now trembling with fear and prediction. A door had lifted up from the reason, and behind it, from the swarthiness emerged a large Tu'kata. As it came into full moon view, she recognized it as one another acolyte had captured at peachy 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 chance against the lusus naturae. It was a prize specimen, enceinte, with the dark purple and thick blue colors on it rich, indicating a goodish creature. The mane of pilus on its back waved slightly as it walked forward, two moderately size tusk protruding from its mouth and a cable of acantha topped its school principal. Truly a terrorize raft, especially for one so helpless and vulnerable. Alyra dared not make a move, her eyes fixated on the creature. metre seemed to crawl to a stay as she held her breathing spell. The animate being eyed the room, but turned its red, piercing regard on her eventually, and began a slow but cautious walk over to the small Sith bound to the floor. Helpless, Alyra closed her eyes and waited for her end, hoping it would be Sceloporus occidentalis. The Tu'kata now loomed over her side, eyeing every inching of her lithe soundbox, seeming to take in the sight of the small red young lady. Alyra, wondering why she had n't yet become a meal, opened her heart in time to watch the beast lower it 's head, sniff her chest, and extend a large clapper to lick her small white meat. Alyra winced and gasped a little in surprisal, feeling the rough and slimy appendage travel over her chest, rubbing her nipple and planting a belittled seed of arousal in her.

Renning noted the timid approach of the Tu'kata, but now matter were getting interesting. He could state Alyra was trying to lie to herself, telling herself she did not delight the Tu'kata 's attention. Her optic closed and head turned away from the fauna as it caressed her breasts, as well as a beast can, with its great spit. The injection he had applied to Alyra seemed to be working. A mixture of female person Tu'kata pheromones to attract the fiend, and aphrodisiacs to arouse the subject. It appeared to be having the desired effect. Renning had long waited for an excuse to turn the petite and beautiful virgin over and get it on 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 streamlined ridgepole on her fount distinctive to pureblood Sith accentuated her face as it contorted with delight. Alas, he 'd settled for abducting her and allowing his prized Tu'kata to induce its way with her. It helped his inquiry and gave him the entertainment he so desired. Renning continued to observe the beast as it seemed to suit restless.

Alyra desperately held in a groan. The delight she felt skyrocketed as the Tu'kata assaulted her breasts again, her mamilla sending glint of electricity throughout her organic structure as it was treated roughly by the goliath 's tongue. 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 control her feelings of hug drug, the fauna had moved quickly to her leg without her noticing, sniffing her crotch. Alyra opened one eye and peered down in fourth dimension to see the wolf extend it 's spit and thrash her wet snap, rubbing it with it 's coarse and wet tongue. Alyra threw her head back and gasped. She had never been touched down there, and the new whiz of pleasure began to mix with her tactual sensation of fear and helplessness. As lots as she tried to hide it, she was in heaven, every lick to her pussy sent jar down every part of her body, causing her to twist and push against her simpleness as she began to moan at the beast 's Assault on her privates. The Tu'kata seemed to enjoy himself a little, lapping up the quivering missy 's succus as she writhed in pleasance against his trace. Eventually, the Tu'kata 's tongue began to rub against her clitoris, shocking Alyra as her eyes jolted open and her moan became louder. She started down at the beast between her legs as she gasped and groaned and the X within her began to build. The fauna remained fixated on his prize, continuing to thrust its tongue along Alyra 's snatch and clit. Suddenly, Alyra 's pleasure came to a head teacher, 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 solid time, the stimulation only added to her explosive raptus as she shuddered against her restraints, helpless but in heaven. Alyra slowly came down from her joy high, timeworn, as she relaxed and the stress in her consistency evaporated. She breathed heavily, reminiscing in the afterglow of her start orgasm. The Tu'kata, seemingly aware her orgasm ended, had stopped his Assault on her pussy, now simply standing at her legs, its boldness covered in her cum, but it did n't look to mind.

A few hour passed, and Alyra began to regain her strength. She had never experienced anything like that before. As she pondered her experience, her centre drifted to the boastfully Tu'kata standing before her, unmoving. Alyra 's red eyes slowly moved down to between the burly brute 's massive legs to reveal a cock, extended out of its case and standing at full phase of the moon attention. It was monumental, she estimated at to the lowest degree nine inches and so chummy she doubted she could fit a hand around it, but it was hard to order from her emplacement. It had a bland chief like a bantha, and was a cryptical reddish pink save for some purple veins bulging on its sides, and thick ridges lining the middle of it, shining a recondite red. She stared at it for a piece, her emotions conflicted. She did n't know why, but she wanted it inside of her, but she was also afraid it would deplume her in 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 private parts, its large leg stepped over her and its stopcock swept over body, its base hovered over her crotch, while its end extended all the way between her breasts. The phallus laid on her for a mo, and Alyra began to panic, afraid of being torn apart by the Tu'kata 's monolithic manhood, and afraid of the shame of having her first clock time taken by a animate being. It mattered not, however, as time seemed to crawl as her heart pulsation faster, her chest heaved and the Tu'kata moved to spatial relation the tip of its rod against her peril virginity.

A second that seemed like an eternity passed as Alyra braced herself for the monster 's intrusion. The Tu'kata lowered itself so that it 's trunk brushed against hers, her breasts tingled against the hide of the puppet. And then it began to bear on. The flat tire head pressed against Alyra 's diminished, wet trap. The insistency slowly increased until finally Alyra 's opening move widened to give entry to the massive meat pushing against it. Alyra screamed and her entire consistence shook, her boobs jiggling beneath the beast. The Tu'kata bellowed as its peter slid slowly but surely into Alyra, the small, writhing Sith girl shackled to the floor. Eventually it stopped, meeting resistance. Alyra took the brief consequence to gather up herself, only to be shattered by nuisance and joy as the Tu'kata thrust itself forward through her hymen. She half shout and moaned, cursing to herself in between sonorous breaths. The monster quickly bottomed out inside her, fitting in only six inch. But it was enough for the creature, and the beast began to pull up out. Alyra moaned as the cock retreated, rubbing against her vaginal folds, before shrieking as the lusus naturae quickly plunged back in. The Tu'kata continued a slow but constant tempo, withdrawing itself out slowly before thrusting its hard meat back into the girl, helpless to quit him. Despite the brutal entry and size of it of the manhood penetrating her over and over again, Alyra began to palpate pleasure again. The pain passed and the emptiness it left was filled by Adam as she felt the pulsating extremity inside her push all the way to her cervix stretching her small, formerly virtuous vagina, only to be pulled almost all the way out, only to be thrusting quickly back in. Her cries of pain were replaced with moan of ecstasy as the wolf creature dominated her, and made her his. The Tu'kata realized she was no longer in botheration and began to increase its yard, thrusting into her with wild wantonness. Alyra 's moans were quickly overcome by screech and screams of pleasance. She lost almost all controller over her body as the monster ravaged her cunt, grunting with every thrust that caused her to scream, joy overwhelming her.
The ridgepole along the cock rubbed her velvety tunnel and sent ecstasy running through every vena of her body. After what seemed wish hours of being taken by the Tu'kata 's humanity, being ravished helplessly on the level, the Tu'kata gave one Almighty jab and began to cum fountains inside Alyra, spurting into her womb and filling her with its beastly come. The tone of the fatheaded cock convulsing inside her and the heat of its chum set Alyra off, and she came even harder than before. Perhaps a little too grueling, and the Sith acolyte 's coming opened previously untapped force power, her screech of hug drug shaking the wall and shattered the observation glass Renning stood behind. The intact compound shook and Alyra blacked out.

When she awoke, she was laying down in the Sami position, but the way 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 ft, thickset cum dripped out of her snatch, which felt the most sore of all, and a bit wider. Alyra took in her milieu. The Tu'kata had been knocked against the wall and laid unconscious mind, its massive cock deflated and had begun to move back, still dripping some of its monster semen. She stumbled over to the bankrupt observance windowpane and peered over. Only a few emergency lights remained operable, but even through the dark she could see Lord Renning hunched over, sat against the bulwark. She crawled over the window sill, careful not to cut herself, and cautiously moved toward her master. Once she was tight she could create out puddle of profligate spread around the man. It appeared he had been killed by the shattered ice which was propelled by Alyra 's plosion, and he had bled out on the observation deck storey. She smiled to herself. Renning had always been an ass anyway. Alyra took his lightsaber and his robes, dressing herself. Her professional 's article of 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 footling bit. Maybe her master was on to something after all .