Taming a Twi’Lek

Aaylas eyes shot wide and she tried to pry her head away from Talons grasp.

“Do not touch me!” Aayla defiantly cried, before her resistance was met with a hard SMACK from Talons hand slapping against her cheek.

“Bad Jedi, you need to learn your place…” Talons hand traveled down to her strap on, grasping at its length and slowly stroking it while Aaylas eyes followed. However, she then reached back and seemed to unclip it, before pulling it to the side and leaving in its place her waiting red pussy lips.

“Now, lick my pussy.” Talon commanded.

Aayla reeled back in disgust and closed her lips tight.

“I don’t think you heard me properly, Slut.” Talon growled, grabbing at Aaylas jaw once more and making her look up. Aayla was prepared for another slap, but what she wasn’t prepared for was Talons eyes. Her golden Iris eyes that stared down into Aaylas owl and seemed to almost… spin with color and power.

“Serve your Goddess.” Talon spoke but her voice was warped, as thought some **** had infused itself with her words as she practically stared into Aaylas soul. The Twi’Lek Jedi gasped, her mouth going open from her previously sealed lips, and Talon smirked as she pulled at Aaylas head and **** it to press between her waiting legs.

“Mmmm there isn’t that much better?” Talon moaned out.

“Mmmmmf!!” Aayla cried out as best she could with her lips muffled between Talons thighs, and Ahsoka could only pull at her restraints and watch as Talon played with Aayla.

“Now now, work that tongue nice and slow. You want to be a good little slut now don’t you?” Talon teased, stroking at Aaylas Lekku as the Jedi winced from the feeling of her head tails being touched.

She wanted to bite, fight, scream, shout and resist… she would not be made a toy to be used again… especially not in front of Ahsoka!

And yet, to her horror, it seemed her tongue was moving on its own. Her lips planting little kisses against Talons peach while her tongue worked its way into the crevice with more precision. The scarlet skinned Twi’Lek threw her head back slowly with a moan escaping her lips.

“Mmmm yes just like that. Very good…” She moaned, caressing Aaylas head like she was petting the Jedi.

Aayla felt something, a jolt of a sensation suddenly flowing into her brain and making her body tremble. She gasped as she felt it… did she enjoy being praised? No, no that was impossible. She couldn’t be falling under this witches influence so easily… could she?

Talon looked over to Ahsoka, watching the whole ordeal as Aaylas full course meal of Talons pussy played out.

“Enjoying the show, little Padawan? Don’t be jealous, I’ll tend to you soon enough.” Talon teased.

Ahsoka blushed but then pouted in defiance. “You won’t get away with this! Stay strong Master Secura!” Ahsoka called out to her fellow Jedi.

Aayla heard Ahsokas words and tried to pull back, but Talon **** her head right back into place.

“Yes, stay strong Secura, keep pretending like you don’t love what’s happening now. Like your body isn’t submitting all on its own. Set the example for what a good Jedi Slut is to the Padawan.” Talon teased and taunted.

Aayla couldn’t respond, her mouth was too busy servicing Talons red pussy lips, despite Aaylas best efforts to stop. Why couldn’t she? She felt that same weakness she felt earlier, when Bly and her troops her taken a hold of her and easily disarmed and disrobed her… She had to fight back… Why wasn’t she fighting back?

The ground beneath Aayla felt a drip, as above it Aaylas pussy itself was growing wet, and the Twi’Lek Jedi’s hips wiggled and trembled as she felt her body growing anxious and needy…

“Yes, you’re feeling it aren’t you?” Talon inquired with a smirk.

“M-master Secura?…” Ahsoka called out herself as she watched Aaylas body tremble, before Aaylas head finally managed to break free and recoil back, her mouth panting heavily as she pulled in as much air as she could.

“Ahsoka… I… Don’t…” Aayla started to speak but Talon didn’t let her finish before pushing the Jedi down to the ground from her sitting position to laying down with her face down and ass pushed up.

“Hahaha, did you enjoy eating me out Jedi? Then you’ll enjoy this even more…”

Talon pulled the strap on back to her hand before fastening it to her belt once more, giving it a quick stroke and slickening it up with her own wetness from Aaylas handiwork.

Ahsoka watched Talon prepare her tool once more, and her mouth held open in shock as she could only watch what happened next.

Talon gave Aaylas beautiful blue butt a quick spank as she lined up her hips and her dildo cock to Aaylas waiting hole.

“Ah! Wait, Talon, don’t do this!” Aayla pleaded, trying to reposition to deny Talon access to her pussy but Talon held her in place.

“Oh hush, slut. You’ll love this. Now, Ahsoka was it? Pay attention. See how easily a Jedi can be broken.” Talon cooed to Ahsoka before she pressed her hips forward and her dildo found its way pressed against Aaylas pussy lips before plunging into the Twi’Lek herself.

“NoooOOAhHHHHHH!!” Aayla couldn’t help but moan out as she felt her pussy being stretched out once more, filling with Talons dark length. Her moans were soon joined by a clapping of flesh against flesh as Talon thrusted into her, moving the strap back and fourth plunging and retracting in and out of Aaylas slick maidenhood.

“Ahhh there we go, this is what you wanted isn’t it? That’s why you let your troopers overpower you isn’t it?” Talon teased as she thrusted.

“Ah! Mmm! No! You’re… You‘re wrong!” Aayla moaned out.

“Am I? You’ve been in far more sticky situations than being ambushed by a few clones. You could have easily escaped when they turned on you. But you didn’t. And you know why don’t you?” Talon teased some more, grabbing at Aaylas Lekku and forcing the Jedis head back as Talon kept up her **** on Aaylas pussy.

“It’s because you LIKE being on your knees, you like being touched, groped and fucked. You’ve spent your whole life having to practice control and order, and it’s made it so when control is finally wrestled away from you that it feels like a weight being lifted off your shoulders… doesn’t it?” Talon pressed more and more, thrusting with her words as if to try and penetrate them into Aayla herself.

“I… I am a Jedi… I am not…” Aayla tried to retort but her own moaning cut her off as Talons strap slammed deep inside her.

“You’re a SLUT. A beautiful blue Slut meant to be used to pleasure others. And you love it, because being a SLUT makes you so good. Makes you feel Complete.” Talon taunted more, stroking at Aaylas Lekku as she kept up her thrusting.

Aayla could barely think, she looked around, her body trembling as her hands were bound and helpless and her legs pressed down by Talons own weight. She couldn’t get away, she searched for any kind of respite… but only found Ahsokas shocked expression. The Togruta Padawan watched as Aayla was getting fucked harder and harder… and Aayla saw something else as well… right between Ahsokas legs… the glittering light reflecting against the growing wetness. Ahsoka… was getting horny watching her. It was making Ahsoka feel good too… Wait… Too?

“That’s it, you can feel it can’t you? The pleasure flowing through your entire body. You’re finally starting to accept your true self…” Talon cooed.

Aayla panted and moaned, her mind racing to keep up with the sensations she was feeling. Talons words clawed at her, peeling away at the walls she had put up… but her words were cutting as deep as her dildo was fucking her.

She HAD felt weak when the clones turned on them, she HAD enjoyed being used by them… and she WAS enjoying being used… and being watched…

“I… I feel it…” Aayla moaned out quietly.

“Master Secura! No! You must… Ah!” Ahsoka cried out but Talon pulled at her collar, cutting her off.

“Very good, Aayla. Let it in. Let it flow through your beautiful body. Accept your desires that have been denied to you for too long!” Talon moaned out as she delivered another SMACK to Aaylas waiting ass. The Jedi cried out in a weak moaning whimper as she felt the spank hit her, and her gaze lingered on Ahsoka.

“Padawan… It feels so good… I can’t hold back…” She moaned and confessed to Ahsoka between her panting breathes. Talon grinned widely as she heard the words too, and her thrusting only grew more intense.

“Admit it, Jedi, you’re just a slut.” Talon demanded.

“Master Secura don’t…” Ahsoka pleaded.

“I…” Aayla begun to moan…

“SAY. IT.” Talon spanked Aaylas ass and pulled at her Lekku.

“I’M A SLUT! I’M A WEAK JEDI SLUT!!” Aayla moaned out as her eyes rolled back into her head, her submission arriving in tandem with her climax.

“Yes you ARE! Now be a good slut and cum for your master!” Talon gloated and demanded as she pulled at Aaylas Lekku and thrusted as hard and fast as she could while Aaylas moans and resistance were **** out of her. Her pussy overflowed with her own wetness as Talon pounded her more and more, until finally with a final trembling sensation she reached her climax and moaned out loudly before falling forward into a series of quick panting breathes to try and recover from her brain being turned to mush…

Ahsoka gasped as she watched, Master Secura had always been someone she had looked up to you, a fellow Jedi and someone to aspire to be like… and this Talon had turned her into a Cantina Slut in just a few minutes…

“Ahhhh… Very good my little Jedi Slut. Now then… I do believe someone is feeling left out…” Talon said as she begun to stand once more, her gaze gliding over to the kneeling and wet Padawan that had just watched her superior fall…