Elara goes ass to mouth. Aria dreams of the possibilities.

With a bestial grunt that echoed in the dimly lit chamber, Zax yanked Elara away from his rigid arousal, its length glistening with the evidence of her own shameful desire. His grotesque member, smeared with the remnants of shit from her ass, was thrust towards her beautifully painted face without a moment's hesitation. "Open wide, slut," he snarled in a guttural tone, reveling in the crude command that underscored his absolute control over the once dignified senator.

Elara obeyed without question, parting her lips and taking care to avoid smudging her meticulously applied lipstick – an ironic reminder of her former status now serving as nothing more than provocative adornment for Zax's vile amusement. Her moans filled the room as she enveloped him with her mouth, savoring the intoxicating blend of her own taste and his raw masculinity. Elara didn’t hesitate, obediently took the full length of his monstrous 8-inch member into her mouth, forcing it down her throat until her dainty nose was buried in his wild, untamed pubic hair.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she succumbed entirely to his depraved demands. Each humiliating act further solidifying his dominance over her. As Elara obediently swallowed every inch of her Master's thick, pulsating cock, Aria firmly gripped the back of her head, pushing her deeper onto their shared Daddy's throbbing member. The words she murmured into Elara's ear were laced with perverse delight and a twisted sense of camaraderie.

"That's it," she cooed, her voice dripping with dark satisfaction. "You're doing such a good job taking Daddy's cock down your pretty little throat. You're so eager to please him... it's perfect." The repulsive Sith, Zax, watched with a grotesque grin as Aria began to manipulate Elara's head like a puppeteer controlling a marionette. His thick member was the stage and Elara's mouth merely the prop in this twisted performance. Aria moved Elara's head back and forth with a firm grip on her now blonde hair, using her as nothing more than an obedient fleshlight for Zax's pleasure.

Elara, once a dignified senator and shrewd negotiator, her eloquent speeches now reduced to muffled whimpers around Zax's vile member. The debasement was intoxicating for the Sith, his crude laughter reverberating through the room as he reveled in the sight of the formerly stalwart woman transforming into nothing more than his personal fuck toy.

Aria's heart pounded with a perverse excitement as she witnessed Elara's transformation under their Sith Master's unyielding dominance. The sight of the once commanding negotiator transformed into her new sexy mommy sent an intoxicating thrill coursing through her veins.

Aria's lips curled into a malicious smirk, her mind whirling with the lewd potentialities that now lay before them.

Zax had twisted Aria’s mind further, making her believe that Elara was literally her mother. This perverse twist of forbidden pleasure sent a torrent of slick arousal coursing through Aria's eager slit: she was deliriously gratified that Zax had hardwired this degrading craving into her simple, subservient female mind.The prospect of Elara, once a dignified senator, now reduced to nothing more than another one of Zax's carnal playthings sent an electrifying thrill through her. But it was more than just the thought of sharing Zax's grotesque body with Elara that excited her; it was the tantalizing prospect of subjugating an entire planet under their master's perverse rule.

The thought of every woman on Geldaf being morphed into slobbering, mindless fuck toys for their master's wicked indulgences sent her pulse racing.The Sith could saturate the rivers with potent lust-inducing concoctions, warp the educational system to brainwash the innocent, conduct lascivious Sith ceremonies that would make even the most depraved hedonist blush. This planet could morph into a paradise of debauchery, a living testament to the old ways of the Sith. They could craft an utopia where all women are stripped down to mere cum dumpsters, their brains fogged and bodies fine-tuned for ceaseless violation. Disposable fuck holes existing solely for their lord and master's twisted pleasure.

Just like herself and Elara - two filthy whores at his disposal, ready to be used and tossed aside according to his sick fantasies, their worth gauged solely by how well they quench his perverse thirsts.

"I'm so glad I have a new Mommy like you," Aria continued, her voice sultry and low as she traced one hand down Elara's spine. "Such a perfect example of how a woman should serve... how we should exist merely for our Daddy's pleasure."

Zax watched with sadistic satisfaction as Elara serviced him with **** enthusiasm. The sight of this once defiant woman now on her knees before him only stoked his insatiable lust for power and control. His laughter reverberated through their shared quarters - a chilling testament to the perverse hierarchy within these walls where strength reigned supreme and weakness was exploited ruthlessly.

Zax smirked, certain he had successfully molded Elara into the ideal traditional Sith wife, a decadent trophy who shared his hatred of useless women that weren’t cocksleeves and would serve as an extension of his interests. His methodical corruption had preserved her intellectual prowess, making her an exquisite blend of seductive allure and cunning intelligence. He reveled in this realization - perhaps he should indulge in such manipulations more frequently.

She would serve as a dual tool for him: a personal pleasure receptacle to satiate his carnal urges and an enticing diplomatic courtesan to manipulate negotiations in his favor. Yet, what he loves more than anything was witnessing the depths of degradation she willingly plunged into for him. He savored every moment as she debased herself, shedding her former dignity like a discarded garment. Her transformation was intoxicating - from respected senator to submissive plaything, entirely at his mercy and command. The power he held over her was absolute; she was now nothing more than an object for his amusement and gratification.

"So, Elara, darling," Zax drawled, his voice dripping with cruel satisfaction. "I've acquired your husband." Elara didn't falter for a second, her lips continuing their devoted service on his thick shaft. "Did you hear me you stupid bitch?" Zax queried, yanking her away from his throbbing member. Her eyes flickered up to meet his, smoky with lust and submission.

"I heard you," she purred in response. Her gaze dropped back to the engorged flesh in front of her as she added dismissively, "I couldn't care less about that pitiful worm." A wicked grin spread across Zax's face at her words.

"Well then," he continued darkly, "I think it's only fair that you see him one last time and decide what becomes of him." His anticipation was palpable; he could hardly wait to witness the shock on the poor sod's face when he saw what a filthy cock-hungry slut his precious wife had become under Zax's masterful touch.

AN: Going on vacation so likely won't be updating for at least a week and a half.

I still think there is a decent amount to go for this chapter. Kai (Elara's former husband) needs his fate decided. There is going to be a wedding between Elara and Zax. Elara's daughter has become a leader of the resistance that will need to be dealt with. And the official end of democracy needs to occur. I'm guessing at least six chapters? But who knows

I probably will return to Geldaf eventually as a petri dish of how misogynistic ideology of the old sith is ingrained in a people on a micro scale, but for now I will be moving onto another jedi conquest. As requested, it will likely be a strong, muscle-bound jedi who is turned into a pathetic sex object for Zax despite their differences in strength.

Once again, I welcome any feedback as well as suggestions on other story branches!