You must go to your first trial

You stay for awhile making sure Eskella is happy and comfortable then leave allowing Eskella to rest. It is time to get to your first trial. Eskella gave you excellent directions and soon you reach the prisoners ready to conduct your judgment.

You soon find the Academy Jail and entering silently you see a balding man overseeing a number of energy cages. The occupants of the modest room have not yet noticed your entrance and you assume the bald man to be Knash the head jailer. He leans casually against a number of boxes and seems to be talking with one of the prisoners. You are surprised to see that Knash sports a lightsaber on his hip and you wonder the disposition of a Sith willing to oversee the jails of the academy.

However, your thoughts cease as you gaze upon the prisoner Knash is talking to. She is beautiful, a blue-skinned twe’lek with a tight body encased in a flattering green suit. She has knee high boots and a sturdy belt around her waist. Her eyes flash with a mischief and energy you find alluring. You note that her lekku the tentacles protruding from her head are long and smooth. The key feature of attraction in twe’lek culture is lekku length, seen as a physical display of fertility and sexual drive. And this blue skinned beauty has long beautiful lekku running to the top of her perky butt. You cannot help but notice that as well as her lekku her breasts and ass are also extremely impressive. Two sets of round well-formed bubbles of flawless beauty. And with long toned legs leading to all manner of possibilities, she could be worth some trouble.

You find the practise of slavery distasteful but it is a large part of Sith culture and not something easily discarded. You understand why many twe’lek are kept as slaves, for objectively speaking they are very beautiful. Although it pains you to see such a beauty locked away. You feel a measure of guilt at your lusting of the blue twe’lek not hours ago were you having the fuck of your life with the beautiful Sith Eskella. But something about this place makes your lust almost uncontrollable.

The sex if anything has made you feel more energised. The passion inside you powering the ****, for this reason, you are not tired due to your exploits. Your balls feel like churning vats, cooking a vast quantity of seed eager to be unloaded. Your sure now that Zola is the cause of all this. When she channelled her energy into you she used some ancient Sith womanly magic. You remember that your cock grew even further when she had you, and you wonder if you are now secreting some sort of pheromone. You let your thoughts pass as you quietly approach. You become amused by the interaction between Knash and the blue beauty.

Knash’s voice is harsh and thick with his gruff accent. “One more chirp from you little bird and you’ll regret it.” To your surprise, the “little bird” smiles. “Chirp, Chirp, Chirp.” Her voice is playful and teasing, you smile. This one has fire. You can’t help but like her.

Jailer Knash then suddenly raises his left hand and you see the control stick for a shock collar. A silly blue bird you think to yourself, but your playful good mood is darkened as Knash pushes the button and bluebird spasms in pain, electricity coursing through her body. She falls to her knees and lets out a cry of pain. You hold yourself back, she could be a republic agent or worse and Jedi spy.

Bluebird recovers quickly after the shock and stands. “Ow! Jerk. If you don’t like that just say so. I can do other animals too. Dire-cat, Frog-dog, Kowakian monkey-lizard, you name it.” You cannot help but find amusement in the bluebirds teasing and apparent fearless nature. However, to your displeasure, Knash once again raises the shock control.