Zax starts to put the finishing touches on Aria

“Then continue. Without me this time"."This pleasure ignited a spark within Aria that exploded into an all-consuming inferno; she found herself thrilled by the notion that she had brought him such satisfaction! Aria put both her hands on her new Daddy’s ass and started fucking her own cute little face with all the power her small innocent frame could handle. The thought spurred her on and doubled her efforts as she enthusiastically choked on his girth. “I have to make up for lost time Daddy. What kind of failure would I be if I didn’t stuff my father’s cock all the way down my throat to thank him for adopting me?”. His dark powers were weaving their sinister enchantment over the young Jedi Padawan.

Zax, with his sadistic grin plastered across his face, had already mapped out the perverse transformation he sought for Aria: turning her from a disciplined Jedi prodigy into his unruly, bratty plaything who would either kill her former master at his say so or stick her tongue so far up his asshole she’d be seeing stars. He wanted a junior partner in crime: a demented and evil little girl who would be so turned on by his schemes to corrupt and enslave the new republic she’d start gooning on the spot.

His only obstacle was Aria's stolen childhood, which had sculpted her into an icy, emotionally stifled shrew. But Zax knew he could rectify that swiftly.He understood her kind well: those who had tamed their tempest of emotions through hours of meditation. With a flicker of his dark **** powers, he obliterated that control and any prefrontal cortical control of her emotions. As he delved deeper into the recesses of her mind, he began to warp her maturity and restraint, replacing them with unchecked aggression and an inability to rein in her emotions. He relentlessly reshaped her into his pampered little Sith spawn vixen: a being of pure id.

Her rage kindled an unquenchable devotion to Zax; each gesture more **** than the last until she hungrily worshipped his manhood like a seasoned whore. God her Daddy tasted so good. What was she ever thinking being with the jedi order? It showed how stupid she used. Every move now oozed with a hunger and subservience, willingly debasing herself for his gratification - a compliant sith slut reveling in her newfound enslavement.

Aria seethed with a blazing tantrum, her thoughts swarmed with the Jedi Order's treachery. Those self-righteous republic shitheads had spoon-fed her lies about everyone being the same, daring to suggest that a simple human girl like her could be on par with any other creature! She couldn’t believe it. They had the gall to elevate those virginal stuck-up jedi masters to their fancy Jedi Council. She knew she was stupid, but how could those retards think they should be in charge without even knew the thrill of servicing a man! For the first time in her life, she found herself intrigued by the idea of causing other’s pain. She bet that those jedi masters that opposed her Daddy would scream so good.

"Did the Jedi ever commend you for being an obedient girl?" Zax taunted, his crude words muffled by her mouth as he plunged into its depths. "Never gave you a pat on the back when you did something right, hmm? Or a reprimand when you messed up? I can imagine how that uncertainty must have gnawed at a perfectionist like you."

A surge of realization washed over Aria, her hand rapidly yanking his intrusive touch away from her lips as she sucked in a needy gasp. "I can't even bear the thought of those Jedi pricks anymore, Daddy. They're nothing but a bunch of uptight, self-righteous pricks who don't know the first thing about true power. ," she spouted off in a defiant tone, her emerald eyes ablaze with fresh conviction. “I would kill each and every one of them if I got the chance.” Her words didn't challenge him but instead answered his unvoiced query. Resentment bubbled within her towards the Jedi Order for their aloof demeanor and indifference. A wave of liberation coursed through her as she indulged in the raw pleasure only the dark side could offer. "If I ever lay eyes on one of those holier-than-thou Council members, I'll make sure they know their place. On their knees, drooling and gooning for you, or floating lifeless in space with their eyes bulging out. That's all they're good for. That's all they've ever been good for. The dark side is where the real power is, the real pleasure," she spat venomously, her fingers clenching into fists at her sides. "Once we’re done with them, we’ll make sure you are in charge Daddy." Her voice held an undercurrent of hostility now, reflecting the darkness that had begun to consume her from within.

With a predatory grin, Zax murmured, "You're doing so well, my good good." His voice slithered into Aria's ears, the words laced with a dark satisfaction that echoed in the cavernous depths of her psyche. “I just have one more modification to make before you are truly mind.”

“Do it Daddy.” Aria gasped. “Take control of me. Make me the embodiment of your desires. Craft me into your perfect Sith daughter, a living, breathing, moaning instrument of your will.”

Despite the urgency of his task, he moved methodically, each action carefully calculated to maximize his influence over her. He delved deep into her consciousness, navigating through her memories like a seasoned mariner charting unfamiliar waters. His touch was invasive yet precise as he began to rewire her neural pathways.

He found them there - the last remenants of Aria’s old self. The crystalline moments of empathy that once defined Aria's character. The sturdy bedrock of Aria Lariel's moral compass, once as unyielding as the hallowed Jedi temples. Even in Aria’s current twisted state, she was still thinking about how Zax’s domination of the galaxy would be for the greater good. But thinking was not something Zax wanted out of his new daughter. So it was to be eliminated.

Zax walked through the halls of her brain, seeing her recollections of tear-streaked faces on ravaged planets and Coruscant refugees. He saw her swear oaths murmured in the revered chambers of her Order. And he saw her revisit the outer rim planets of her youth, filled with poverty. He saw her silently promise herself she would make it better. Zax smiled to himself, and began smashing up this last bastion of what made Aria who she was.

The tears Aria once shed for the oppressed were now replaced with a perverse devotion to her new Daddy. The memories that had once been filled with the faces of those she vowed to protect were now consumed by visions of herself deepthroating her new lord. Every commitment she had made towards upholding justice was bent towards an insatiable desire to overthrow the galaxy’s powers that be to expand her master’s harem. Her youthful pledge to alleviate poverty was supplanted by a new promise: to delve into ancient Sith scriptures and rituals to become the most obedient, debased, sexy, Sith daughter slut her daddy could possess. The very essence of who she had finally been forever tainted tainted, replaced by an escalating obsession with the depraved pleasures he offered and an all-consuming need for his approval.

Her noble ideals were now tainted memories, replaced by lewd images of herself on all fours before Zax, her once pert asshole gaping and ready to be violated. The memory of comforting war orphans was distorted into an obscene vision where she knelt submissively at Zax's feet, eagerly sucking his sweaty mud covered toes like a starved animal.

Aria’s sense of justice became an insatiable lust for degradation; every act of defiance against tyranny twisted into an act of submission to Zax’s perverse desires. Her dedication to peace transmuted into a yearning for the **** slavery of female chattel throughout the galaxy; each plea for mercy warped into a lustful urge to cut those cries short with her murderous lightsaber blade.

Each memory altered sent tidal waves ripping through Aria’s identity - shifting empathy into desire and transforming duty into submission. The once brave Jedi Padawan was now fully corrupted, teetering on the edge as Zax continued his relentless **** on her psyche.”I need my Daddy to enter my sopping wet cunthole.” she thought to herself. “Pleaseeeee”

"Brace yourself, my dark disciple," Zax's voice thundered, his words slicing through the thick haze of Aria's mounting pleasure. He aligned his massive cock at her still virginal pussy "This is the beginning of your new life." She felt herself plunging into the abyss of Zax's toxic influence as he plunged his girthy dick into her sopping hole. Aria screamed in pleasure as she felt her Daddy’s dick enter her for the first time. It was everything she imagined and more.

Zax continued to invade her mind, tearing down her defenses with every savage thrust. “Now that you are fully my creation, tell me what you believe.”

Aria, gasping with pleasure, began to speak.