Her self-worth begins to crumble amid Zax's verbal

Caught in the tumultuous tempest of her own psyche, Aria felt as though she were adrift on a storm-ridden sea. Her thoughts, once calm and collected, were now whipped into a frenzied maelstrom by the intoxicating onslaught of fear and lust that Zax's dark power invoked within her. His corrupting essence infiltrated her consciousness like a serpentine predator, weaving threads of terror and carnal desire into an intricate web that left her shuddering under its unyielding grip.

As Zax's dark power lit up her body and mind, Aria's breath caught in a gasp, her body betraying her with a surge of lascivious anticipation. The rough texture of her Jedi robes grazed against the hardened tips of her breasts, an erotic reaction to this fear-laced arousal that was as degrading as it was intoxicating. She could feel herself becoming slick with desire, a sinful heat radiating from between her thighs. Her body pulsed with an electrifying sensuality that was foreign yet impossible to resist.

Aria's unwavering commitment to Jedi discipline had kept her untouched by such carnal stirrings until now. This unfamiliarity bound her intellect in silken chains of confusion and curiosity. Her newfound lust was a tantalizing toxin – it dulled the edge of reason while igniting every nerve ending in a blaze of primal yearning. The sensation was both petrifying and exhilarating.

As Zax's sinister power invaded her, Aria began to change in a deeply unsettling way. Her innate fears and anxieties were twisted, melded with an emerging, perverse arousal. It was as though Zax had plunged his corrupting influence into the core of her mind, fusing these opposing emotions into a single strand of degradation. This strand wound itself around her willpower, dragging her deeper into his dominion.

With every tightening coil, she found herself inexplicably aroused by the very things that should have filled her with dread. As this insidious transformation took root within Aria, it distorted her understanding of reality; stimuli that would have once paralyzed her with fear now sent waves of lust coursing through her veins.

Aria was becoming a creature who derived pleasure from terror, whose libido was stoked by fear itself. The longer she remained under Zax's influence, the more danger became an aphrodisiac for her. His presence alone would be enough to ignite a perverse excitement within her - a permanent testament to his dark corruption.In her heightened state of vulnerability, Aria remained oblivious to how subtly Zax was reshaping her emotions and thoughts, his dark power eroding her resistance like water wearing down stone.

As she tried to ignore her body’s screaming needs, the once proud Jedi Padawan felt herself dwarfed by Zax's monstrous presence. His grotesque form loomed over her like an eclipse blotting out the sun, casting long shadows of dread that made her heart pound in terrified anticipation. She could almost taste the malevolence radiating off him - it was thick and cloying like rancid meat left to rot under a merciless sun.

Zax lumbered towards Aria, his corpulent form closing the distance between them with an unsettling ease. His breath, a putrid gust of air, swept over her face as he leaned in close. "You're quite the disappointment, aren't you?" Zax croaked, his voice dripping with condescension. "Falling for such a simple ruse."

His lightsaber blade hovered dangerously close to her slender neck, its searing heat casting an eerie glow on her pale skin. The sensation was strangely enticing - a perverse thrill that stirred within her despite herself.

Aria stiffened under his scrutiny, her emerald eyes flaring defiantly at him. "Remove your hands from me, you repugnant beast," she spat back at him. Her voice wavered slightly under the weight of her bravado.

Zax chuckled darkly at her feeble attempt to maintain control of the situation. "And what will happen when I don't? Will the council swoop in and save their precious talent-less charity case?" He taunted, his words laced with venomous delight.

"They'll hunt you down," Aria retorted defiantly, though the tremor in her voice betrayed her growing fear. "They'll find out about this...this violation of our truce and they'll kill you."

Zax's laughter echoed around them once again, a chilling sound that made Aria's blood run cold. "Do you honestly believe they would go to such lengths for weak little female nothing like you?" He sneered at her dismissively.

"You're nothing more than dead weight to them; a failure hidden behind a facade of potential." His cruel words sliced through Aria's defenses like a knife through butter, leaving behind an open wound that began to fester with self-doubt and fear.

"I bet they won't even notice your absence," Zax continued relentlessly. "In fact, they'll probably be relieved to be rid of such a pathetic excuse for a Jedi." His words hung in the air like a **** sentence, leaving Aria reeling from the onslaught of his verbal ****.

"N-no..." Aria protested weakly, even as she arched into Zax's touch. "I'm a Jedi, I—"

"Behold your pathetic self, trembling like some scared foundling," Zax's voice oozed from his grotesque frame, his words steeped in a toxic brew of disdain. "The Jedi Order, ever so pure and virtuous, yet they've chosen a delicate creature like you to don their sacred mantle. You're nothing more than a tarnish on their otherwise flawless image." He paused deliberately, allowing the sting of his insult to seep into her consciousness before he resumed.

"I'd wager you're the progeny of some Outer Rim harlot hooked on spice," he speculated with cruel delight. "Born amidst the grime and degradation, blessed by mere chance with a touch of **** sensitivity. And yet here you stand, presumptuously attempting to mingle with the highborn when you should be on your knees sucking my cock." His laughter was as repugnant as his bloated form.

"Deluded enough to believe that through relentless exertion and resolve, you can ascend beyond your pitiful beginnings?" he taunted her audacity. "That you could ever measure up to someone of my stature? A pureblood Sith?" His sneer was an ugly testament to her insignificance compared to him. "You'll forever be inferior when juxtaposed against authentic Sith lineages."

His venomous words were a brutal reminder of their divergent origins and the insurmountable chasm between them. Each phrase was like a serrated blade slashing at her pride, shredding her confidence into tatters.

Aria could feel the impact of his words; they were tangible blows aimed at dismantling her self-esteem. Her emerald eyes flickered with pain and doubt as she absorbed each word - hook, line and sinker. Aria was a prodigious student who learned like she breathed. Now, she was learning all the wrong lessons from Zax all too well.

Simultaneously, Zax's dark magic continued its insidious work on her psyche. The combination of his degrading words and the creeping tendrils of his dark magic were eroding her ego, making her susceptible to his deceitful poison. In that moment, she truly felt like a blubbering directionless powerless failure. The daughter of some six credit whore from the outer rim who had been stupid enough to think she could succeed among the best of the best. Now she was going to be **** and tortured by this beast of a man. Or worse.

Her once confident stance wavered under this dual ****. Her shoulders slumped, and her gaze dropped to the ground - a clear sign of her crumbling defenses. The proud Jedi Padawan was being whittled down into a **** shell, ready for Zax's corruption to take root.

His laughter rang through the air around them; it was a harsh, grating sound that echoed off the walls and reverberated in her skull. It was as if he was mocking not just her efforts but her very existence.

"You couldn't even sense an ambush from someone like me," he sneered, his eyes gleaming with malevolent satisfaction. "How do you expect to survive in this galaxy where danger lurks behind every corner?"

He relished in her growing despair, pouring more of his corrosive words into her mind. "You stumble and falter at every turn. You train tirelessly day after day, and yet you still struggle to keep up with your peers. Your determination is admirable but ultimately futile."

His eyes sparkled with malicious delight as he delivered another blow aimed straight at her heart. "The Jedi will surely discard you once they realize your lack of potential. When they finally see that beneath all your hard work and dedication lies mediocrity and failure."

He leaned closer now; his foul breath washed over her face as he whispered his next words into her ear. "And then what will become of you? Abandoned by those who promised to guide and protect you? Will they leave you to die in some desolate alleyway?"

Zax paused for effect before delivering the final blow designed to shatter any remaining fragments of hope within Aria's heart. "After all, without the Jedi Order, what are you? Just another talentless creature clinging desperately to dreams of significance." His laughter filled the air again as he reveled in her growing anguish.

"Your fear is delicious," he taunted, letting his dark power seep into her mind further. "It makes my task all too easy."

Aria felt a chill run down her spine as his words echoed in her mind. She wanted to refute him, to deny his claims, but she found herself unable to do so. His words had struck a nerve; they resonated with the insecurities that had always lingered at the back of her mind. The doubts about her abilities, the fear of failure, the dread of rejection - they all surfaced under Zax's relentless onslaught.

She felt a strange sensation stirring within her as she listened to his cruel words. It was an unfamiliar feeling that made her heart race and cheeks flush. It was a twisted sense of arousal fueled by humiliation and degradation. She was beginning to realize just how weak and pathetic she truly was - and it excited her in ways she never thought possible.

Author's note: At this point, I am trying to decide whether Aria will eventually be corrupted into Zax's loyal agent who will help him infiltrate other jedi while sexually serving him, or if he will fuck her up until she is his full time sith pleasure slut who can barely think and operate outside his presence. Comment if you have a preference!