Aayla Fights

"NOOOOO!!!" Rage gave her focus, her leg muscles tensed causing her slim body to move forward and wriggle like an eel. Her wrists struggled against the fleshy restraints, her breasts bounced upwards and her lekku flapped wildly behind her head. Monster reacted with roughness by yanking her legs and arms harder, twisting them. Tentacles squeezed tightly around her thin waist while her lekku got entangled into another mass of swirling monster's limbs. Jedi's pussy and ass received punishment in form of many violent and painful thrusts, pounding and stretching every single inch they had to offer. Pain and pleasure mixed together, made Ayala scream giving vibrations to the water surrounding her... And the sounds became louder as an unwanted, excruciating orgasm crashed over her helpless body.

The monster didn't slow down. "Obey!" a message relieved by the **** whispered in her mind again. But every muscle of the struggling Twi'lek gave an answer of disobedience. She fought and struggled desperately, screaming obscenities (something a Jedi of her status would never do) while a thick tentacle was approaching her mouth with a clear purpose. Like a hungry Gutkurr, Aayla bit on it, growling with animalistic hate, refusing to obey like some cheap Twi'lek sex ****.

At this moment, Aayla felt how her connection with the **** became strong again... different, but strong. She yanked the tentacle out of her pussy, squashing and hurting it with her telekinetic strength. Then the piece of monster's meat in her ass faced a similar fate; she combined her anal muscles and the **** and crushed the tentacle forcing it to retreat.

The victory was short-lived, the monster started glowing dark red and two new, thicker tentacles replaced the wounded ones. Aayla's legs, arms, and lekku got their own squeeze, leaving them hurt and trembling. Twi'lek sensitive head appendages were hurt the most, stretched to almost breaking point. The 90-degree angle between her gorgeous (yet twisted by pain and anger) face and her lekku created an image of abstract art. Stretched, her blue head-tails looked like long slender tentacles with pointed tips as if there are part of the monster's body and not hers

Pain! The pain was fueling her anger. Anger was fueling her hate. Hate was fueling a weird... unnatural excitement and arousal that spread through her entire body. This dark excitement wasn't caused only by the sex, not only by tentacles fucking her orifices harder than before. Twi'lek enjoyed the fight itself. She was intoxicated by the ****, by not restraining herself by the Jedi code or thinking about defending others. Only her own survival mattered... There was no doubt in her mind that her enemy intends to **** her to the ****.

Another red tentacle found its way to her mouth. Ignoring bites, it slipped past her lips filling the last major hole remaining for the creature to use. Her round, firm breasts also faced a new attack: tentacle mass around them squeezed tightly enough to make her painfully erect nipples feel burning pain even though they still weren't touching any of the monster's skin... as if it wanted to show those to unseen observers and avoided covering them up.

Aayla tried everything she could do to break free from the tentacles holding down her limbs. Using the dark side with no restrain, she even managed to kill few of the strong limps holding her but they were quickly replaced by other equally strong tentacles. Every attempt resulted in more violent struggles, more rough fucking, and more painful orgasms... What she was doing was not enough!

After the 4th orgasm, caused, in part, by her pussy being invaded by three thick tentacles at once, Aayla found a solution. In a burst of hate, she shattered Kyber crystals below (a vile act for a Jedi) and pulled them to her. Hundreds of sharp crystal shards, like shrapnel, found their way into the monster's flesh making it vail in pain through the ****. Never before, even when killing clones, Aayla felt such pleasure from hurting somebody else.

Was it the sheer **** of the impact or the unknown effect of kyber crystals on the horny beast's physiology, all of the tentacles retreated and the red glow faded away. Soon, exhausted Aayla found herself free with her enemy retreating deeper in the form of a vague dark shadow. She wanted more **** but the sane part of her mind knew that following a wounded enemy into its lair was beyond dangerous, perhaps she should find the way out before it would return.

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