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Darth Spike smirked as she watched Zalora struggle to take the thick, veiny cock deep into her tight throat. The Twi'lek **** gagged and choked, tears streaming down her face as the man fucked her mouth with brutal, punishing strokes. Spike could see the distress and revulsion in Zalora's eyes, the way her lithe body trembled with each thrust of the man's hips. It was delicious to watch her lover being used so roughly, so cruelly, by someone she had no desire for.

*"That's it, slut," the Sith mistress purred, stroking her own massive, throbbing shaft as she watched. "Take that big, hard cock like the worthless fucktoy you are. I want to see you **** on it, I want to hear you gag and sputter as he ruins your pretty little throat."

Spike could feel her own arousal growing with each passing second, her pussy dripping and clenching as she watched Zalora suffer. She loved seeing her beautiful Twi'lek **** reduced to a sobbing, slobbering mess, her makeup running down her face as she was used like a cheap whore. It was the ultimate act of submission, the ultimate sign of her love and devotion to her mistress.

Zalora could barely breathe, barely think as the man fucked her mouth with brutal, merciless strokes. She could feel his heavy balls slapping against her chin with each thrust, could taste the bitter, musky flavor of his pre-cum coating her tongue. Her pussy clenched and fluttered, but there was no pleasure to be found there, only a deep, gnawing sense of revulsion and self-loathing.

As the man finally pulled his cock out of her mouth with a wet, obscene pop, Zalora gasped for air, coughing and sputtering as she tried to catch her breath. Thick ropes of saliva and pre-cum hung from her lips, dripping down onto her heaving tits. She looked up at Spike with tear-filled eyes, silently begging for mercy, for relief from this degrading ordeal.

But Spike only smirked down at her, pumping her massive shaft faster and harder as she drank in the sight of her lover's suffering. She could see the way Zalora's body was shaking, the way her huge tits heaved with each agonizing breath. And she knew that this was what true love was - causing her beloved one to suffer, to be pushed to the very brink of what they could endure... and then pushing them past it.

"Now, get on the table and spread your legs, whore," Spike commanded, her voice cold and cruel. "It's time for the main event. I want to watch as this fine specimen of manhood splits you open on his huge, throbbing cock and pumps you full of his hot, virile seed. I want to see your tight little cunt stretched and ruined, reshaped to fit his massive dick perfectly. And I want you to thank him for it, to beg him to fill you with every last drop of his cum until your belly is swollen with it. Do you understand me, ****?"