Bly is a generous leader

"Lightsaber was the wrong rod for you to handle, slut," Bly's laughter made Aayla shiver. No, there was nothing left of her friend she said to herself. How could it happen? What did she do to deserve this? "Now show all of the boys how skilled you are."

Aayla wanted to scream no, she wanted to beg, to negotiate, to try to flee, to do something. And yet the Twi'lek knew that it would be pointless. She just stood there on her knees when a clone chosen by Bly approached her, cock ready for action.

The second clone was far less lucky than Bly, Aayla didn't employ all of her skills on him, lacking the motivation to do really well. Yet, she obediently opened her mouth and accepted the eager cock inside. She used her tongue and lips to make small circles around the dick. Again, like a sex machine, she bobbed her head, fucking the clone's member with her mouth. Again, she swallowed all of the warm liquid. Again, she obediently waited for the next one in line.

Third and fourth got even less of the Jedi's talents. Ones after them got nothing but plain sucking, similar to what a cheap sex droid would provide.

One identical male organ after another, Aayla was **** to suck them all. Clones were the same only down there, not in their behavior. Some of them were silent, some moaned, some cursed, some laughed, and some threw insults. If one trooper was satisfied with Aayla doing all the work at her pace, another would guide her while a more demanding plainly fucked her face.

The majority had interest only in her welcoming mouth but many played with her sensitive lekku dangling from her head and few went out of their way to grope her tits before, after, or even during the blowjob. They also differed in where they deposited their cum, some came onto her face, others into her open mouth, most of them made her feel the taste and some simply dumped it right away deep into her throat.

The amount of clone genetic material she swallowed, including all which was deposited in her **** body, was staggering. It felt like buckets... Her stomach was growing full of thick goop. She didn't know if she could handle anymore, but she couldn't refuse being the squad's cumdump.

Jedi's magnificent body, her trained muscles, her round tits, her slender legs, her gorgeous, sperm-covered face, her sweet sporadic moans, and, above all else, her obedience was all that mattered to the lecherous crowd. No one among them has seen her as a person. Instead, they saw her as an object to be used. As time passed, Aayla's jaw hurt, her mouth was full of saliva, her nose was stuffed with cum, her cheeks and lekku were glazed with semen, drool dripped from her chin, and her eyes were full of tears. No dignity or warrior's pride remained, only humiliation, shame, disgust...

"You sucked better first time whore. Do better!" One of the clones said mockingly after a quick orgasm. To Aayla's horror, she didn't even notice that the second round has started. It could last forever, especially considering that another squad of clones could arrive at any moment. She didn't know how much longer she could endure such ****, she had to do something... but what?