Ahsoka and Aayla, Captured.

Ahsokas mind wandered in the darkness that had overtaken her before, **** by sheer ecstasy into a state of unconsciousness. She stayed in this darkness for what seemed like forever, until it was finally pierced by light as her eyes begun to open.

Her vision was blurry at first, but as she turned her head it started to become more and more clear… and she soon recognized her predicament.

She was kneeling, evidently having been sat up by someone else, but as she tried to move her hands to inspect herself she found them refusing the move as they were bound behind her. They weren’t the only thing either, as flowing right down from her front was a chain that linked right to a collar wrapped around her neck. Besides the collar and bindings, Ahsokas bright Orange skin was on full display as she was naked as the day she was born. She blushed at the realization, and the recalling of just how that had happened…

But she had to focus. Her eyes scanned the room, finding a largely unassuming chamber with a dark floor and grey walls. Truthfully, it was the most familiar seeming room she’d been in since arriving in this temple, more in common with the insides of ships and bases she’d grown accustomed to over the course of the Clone Wars. It wasn’t the only familiar thing in the room either, as Ahsoka soon found she wasn’t alone.

Beside her also kneeling was a blue skinned beauty of a Twi’Lek woman, her ample rump pressed out as she sat up with her hands similarly bound to her back and a collar with a chain running down from her neck, only partially concealed by her Lekku wrapped up in a headdress. Jedi Knight Aayla Secura was evidently just waking up herself as well as she let out a small groan.

“Master Secura?..” Ahsoka whispered, and Aaylas gaze snapped to the Togruta, a lingering daze evident on her face.

“Padawan? Thank the ****… Where are we?” Aayla spoke, relieved that Ahsoka was here but a clear concern creeping onto her face as she realized they were both similarly bound up.

Before Ahsoka could reply, they both head a woman chuckle from the darkness that both their chains flowed into.

“Ahh, finally awake are we? I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised you’d be so tired after the pounding your troopers gave you.” A feminine voice spoke from the shadows, and Aayla and Ahsoka could just barely make out the shape of a woman sitting in a chair with her chin braced against her arm, looking at the two of them.

“Show yourself!” Aayla practically growled at the woman.

“Tsk tsk, if you insist.” The voice replied once more, before standing from their chair and approaching the two. Slowly, the light of the room illuminated her form and soon standing before the two kneeling Jedi was another Twi’Lek, but with bright scarlet skin decorating her body. She wasn’t completely naked like Ahsoka and Aayla, but her chest was exposed with a darker maroon color painting her nipples atop her perky and ample breasts. The only clothes she wore was a black pair of thigh high boots that were interrupted by a brief view of red flesh before returning to darkness as she wore a black belt and thong.

However, of greatest concern wasn’t the thong or the belt, but rather what hung from them. Pointing right at them was a long, black, and solid looking phallic strap on hanging between the Twi’Leks legs.

“Who… Who are you?” Ahsoka managed to **** out as she looked up at the towering red skinned Twi’Lek.

“Mmmm, my name would be a little hard for you to pronounce, young Jedi, but this form I’ve taken you may call Talon. I’ve grown rather accustomed to it.” The Twi’Lek replied, running her hand down her side and leg as she admired herself.

“Well then, Talon, tell us what is going on here. Why have you taken us prisoner? What did you do to our men?” Aaylas begun to demand, her Jedi patience being tested.

“Ha, so many questions. Didn’t they ever teach you to just relax at your little Jedi Temple?” Talon mocked in response, twirling the chains of the two Jedi that she held in her hand.

“What did you do to Barriss and Luminara?” Ahsoka added, leaning forward as she tugged at her own restraints too.

Talon turned to her and offered an expression of surprise and amusement.

“Oh? Our most recent converts? All we did was show them the truth of our goddess, and how much better their lives could be in her service.” Talon actually answered, glancing back at Aayla to see if doing so had annoyed the senior Jedi. Aaylas Pazaak face betrayed no emotion.

“Converts? You brainwashed them!” Ahsoka blurted out, making her chain clink as her head waived in clear furry.

“Brainwashed? Oh you sweet little Jedi, it’s only enlightenment. You’ll understand soon enough.” Talon replied, her hand tapping at her lips as she smirked at the kneeling Togruta.

Ahsoka felt a chill grasp at her spine.

“What kind of enlightenment could this be? All you did was control our men to make them…” Aayla countered back, though she stopped as she tried to find the words.

“… Make them fuck you silly?” Talon finished for her. Aaylas blue cheeks grew purple with an indignant blush, one Ahsoka shared as well.

“Oh there’s nothing to be ashamed of, Jedi. You should have seen your faces when your troops started to strip you down and plug your holes. Oh yes, at first you were surprised and resistant. But after just a little thrusting? Oh you both melted like butter in a Star engine.” Talon teased, thrusting her hips forward a few times as she explained.

“That isn’t true! You just…” Aayla tried to retort but then Talon wandered in closer to her and grasped at the Twi’Leks jaw and **** it to look up.

“Don’t believe me? Then allow me to demonstrate…” Talon said as she smirked like a predator with its prey in its… well… talons.