The two wake up to their master

Sitting as his desk, Aarol looked over the weapon recovered from the Jedi, a light saber. Observing it from a multitude of angles, he admired the shape and style of it. It would be a great weapon for him to have. While he was doing so, he began to notice that the two captives were beginning to stir in their sleep. Sensing that the two were close to waking up, he grabbed a pair of syringes from his desk and walked to the sleeping duo. Inside it was a aphrodisiac, mixed with a strong sedative. In his mind, it was for them to have some enjoyment from their time together, even if it was against their will. With the **** injected, he took a seat on a throne sitting in his room.

After waiting for several minutes, the the women lying on the floor begin to wake up. The first to rise from their position is the clone, slowly registering that where she was was not something she remembered, with the Jedi following just after her. Both felt weak, their movements were sluggish and their nether regions started to feel increasingly hot. As the two of them begin to register their situation, Aarol got up from his seat and approached his two captives.

"Nice of you to finally join us." he announced as he came to a stop, earning the Republic's forces attention. When the two looked towards Aarol, with the Jedi recognizes him, they both form scowls aimed towards the young pirate.

"To get yo both up to speed, I am Admiral Aarol Demonta, leaded of the Rim Raiders." he informed the two of them. "And as of now, you two, along with your army, are now slaves to my crew."

Following the end of his sentence, both prisoners felt surprised with the information he's given them. This young human, with his band of pirates and brigands, managed to overrun the Republic vessels? And even manage to capture all crew on board, including the thousands riding on the Acclamator? Such an act would be something to laugh at if it wasn't witnessed first hand.

The Jedi looked defiant of this fact, looking lax but was silently preparing herself for the chance to strike their captor. The clone was similar, however seemed like she was worried, possibly for her sisters being handled by his crew below. Rising from the ground, the Jedi went to speak against the Admiral.

"Do you expect us to simply lie here and accept whatever you do with us and our comrades?" she asked him. "If you believe that all those you've taken will be contempt with letting your men and women have their way with them, you better get ready for quite the rude awakening."

"While I believe there will be many among you that will try and oppose my crew, I've no doubt that my men can handle it." was his response before walking closer to the pair, heading towards the Mirialan. "And while you're with me, I think you should be more concerned with yourself."

Sensing that the pirate was about to try something on her, Barriss tried to muster her strength to **** him back. However, as she tried to focus her strength to calling upon the ****, the burning sensation between her legs constantly disrupted her thoughts. As she tried, the clone commander dried to get up and charge the pirate, but found that she didn't have the ability to stay on her feel as she dropped just as soon as she got up. Realizing that something was wrong, they looked back to her human captive with hate in her eyes.

"Like my little surprise dears?" he asked, sensing what her thoughts would be. "I'm not going to take many chances with you. Last thing I need is my newest trophies beating me. I'd never live down the shame of it. And besides," He reached out and grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to him. "... we've yet to have our fun together."

Pulling her to the ground, aarol was quick to get down with her and start grabbing at her clothes. The clone, wanting to stop this horrendous act, moved to try and tackle the young pirate. Before she could reach him however, he pressed a button on his wrist piece, sending a powerful shock to her that sent her back to where she was before. Looking up from the Mirialan, Aarol watched the clone tried to get back up, but another press of the button activated the vibrator in her crotch piece at full setting. Feeling incredible pleasure, the clone dropped back down to the floor and moaned as she was being pleasured by her own armor.

"You just stay there and watch us have fun now." he addressed her before turning his attention to the struggling Mirialan. Grasping the space between the waist and the chest, he pulled on the outfit before ripping through half the dress, revealing a grey undershirt underneath covering her chest. Grabbing the torn half and the shirt, he gave it a pull upwards and stopped just under her head, revealing her yellowish skin and her small breasts, semi erect from the **** within her system. With her tits in view, Aarol reached with one hand and began messaging them, bringing out a small moan from the young Jedi, which she fought back inside.

Leaving her breasts alone, he slid his hand down her dress and felt in between her legs over her under layer. Thanks to the aphrodisiac, her lower lips were wet, but only slightly, most likely from her discipline as a Jedi forcing her to resists the **** effects. Retracting his hand out from under the dress and grabbing the edge of it, he began pulling down her slender legs, despite her feeble attempts to stop him, and come to a stop by her ankles. All Barriss had remaining to cover her was her under layer of clothing.

Seeing her crotch, still covered by a final layer, Aarol brought his hand down again and began stroking her folds through the material. As much as she tried to get out from underneath the Admiral, the Mirialan could not remove herself from her spot as the human on top of her was playing with her folds, an act she didn't perform much in her life. However, as he rubbed her cunt, she couldn't help but to let out a few low moans at the contact, no matter how much she fought against it. Her hips began to buck from the sensation flooding her body. She could only curse as the **** messed with her body and the outlaw touched her.

Having enough with tormenting his captive, Aarol reached for the band of her lower layer and pulled it down, exposing her wet nether regions to her captor. With her lips revealed, Barriss tried once for to deny him from enjoying himself and closed her legs, blocking his view and stopping him from reaching there once more. This did little to stop him, however, as he managed to pry her weak limbs apart and reopened the access to her lips. Looking back to her face, he decided to quickly inquire about something her body.

"Tell me, Jedi." he began. "Have you ever been with a man before, or has your time with the order kept you from this pleasure?" he asked. Her face formed one with shame as she replied,

"No, this is my first time. Please, don;t do this to us." was her last defense.

Aarol stopped at this. The Jedi's first time would be with him. Better make sure that she'll remember it for a long time.

Question is, how should he go about it?