Jedi Toy

While this merciless **** was happening, one of the clones strapped a grenade to Aayla's lightsaber and threw it away, blowing the Jedi weapon up. A close connection between the warrior and her weapon yanked her consciousness out of the darkness. Yet... her body remained irresponsible. She couldn't even open her eyes no matter how hard she tried. Her head was thrown from one side to another and her limbs twitched under the relentless ****. She could feel every hand and every dick invading her flesh. Aayla wanted to scream but could not. She tried to speak but couldn't. Then she tried to call for the help of the ****... And a wave of horror overwhelmed her. In a brief instant, she felt not a few, not a dozen, but hundreds dicks penetrating female **** users at this very moment.

Bly's dick in the Twi'lek's ass was still pounding, pumping, and thrusting again. Some other clone's dick was deep in Aayla's throat creating a horrible feeling of ****. By some feat of dexterity, her pussy was invaded by two identical cocks simultaneously. There were something like a dozen hands on her breasts and lekku. Her cute conical ears could hear a disgusting cacophony of moans and screams done by the same voice.

Yet, somehow, turmoil in the **** felt even worse. It was as if the Jedi was being **** by several thousand beings at once. And her will snapped, with a mental cry she severed her connection with the **** so violently that it would take a lot of time to recover. For the time being, Jedi had no powers but her physical skills which were of no use in the current situation. Her body was just a ragdoll, a toy, a piece of meat.

Cum... so much cum... Aayla could feel how it flows in all of her orifices, over her body, down her legs, lekku, breasts... How a thick layer forms over her face. In just twenty minutes several shifts of clones fucked her in different poses and styles... Some tried to prolong the pleasure. Some were quick and rough. Some were moaning. Some screamed insults. Aayla always knew that clones have more individuality than many citizens of the Republic assumed. She was now learning that they are also different in sexual preferences. Some had a strong preference for certain positions or ways of fucking. Others had a fetish for lekku, some couldn't have enough of the blue breasts, and others loved the tight ass... Some were more interested in the mouth while others preferred to stick it in the pussy.

Slowly, way too slowly, the number of clones fucking her was going down. Bly ordered something about keeping her alive and left. It was like a nightmare, Twi'lek's close friends and comrades were fucking her without any mercy, and no one tried to stop this. Not a single voice spoke against it!

At some moment, Aayla felt shackles being put on her hands. She was laid on her back and the nightmare... no, not ended. It became reduced in scope. Only one clone was fucking her at the time. They took turns. One fucked her cunt, the next one sat on her stomach and fucked her breasts, another one used her lekku to jerk off, and yet another one used her irresponsive mouth. Disgustingly, being fucked by only one of them felt like some kind of rest.

And when one of the clones, a rookie one fresh from Kamino, spread her legs preparing for another invasion, Aayla finally managed to open her eyes. Her body was awakening. And the first thing she saw was the lust-twisted face of a clone.