*in hyperspace*
"Theron... Theron wake up..." a distant sound vibrated in his ear. His body shifted on the cold steel floor and eyes started to twitch. "Theron!" the sound was louder now making him open his eyes.
At first there was only blur but soon the dark tones and dim light appeared in his view. Groaning in discomfort he slowly sat up, his vision started to clear and soon the sour reality kicked in.
He was in a transportation cell. "Theron, how are you feeling?" the voice returned and he turned his head to see his mother in the same situation, she was inside similar cell just few meters away.
"Like shit..." groaned Theron and pushed his back against the cold steel bars. "Malgus used force to knock you out... eventually the headache will end" said Satele. Theron looked at his handcuffs then shifted his gaze towards Satele. "Why is yours different?" Satele looked down and sighed "These are absorbing my force powers... as long as they are locked around my wrists I cannot use force in any way..." she sighed again and sat down in the same position as Theron.
Their weapons were obviously gone, but at least their clothes were still the same, cells were barely high enough to stand up and didn't provide much space to walk around.
"What are they going to do with us?" asked Theron with sadness in his voice.
Satele looked up and sighed "The fact alone that we are still alive gives me hope that we can escape this madness..." Shaking her head she let out a grunt "I should have killed him when I had a chance, then none of this would have happened..." Seeing Satele so upset Theron crawled closer to her and wrapped his hands around the steel bars.
"Hey... you did what every jedi would have done and you followed the code." Satele looked at Theron with fury in her eyes. "The code?! The reason why you have been born is because I didn't follow the code!" she shouted back and immediately understood how wrong it was. These words deeply cut Theron and he stared at the ground in shock and disbelief.
Trying to fix her previous action she got on her knees and crawled closer to his cell – "Theron... I'm so sorry... I..." but was interrupted by beep of the sliding doors.
One of the sith servants walked in the chamber and observed both prisoners, "Darth Malgus wanted to inform you that soon we will reach the marked destination", then he approached the Satele's cell and crouched.
"He also said that you need to save your energy" sith licked his lips in perverse fashion, making Satele to vibe in disgust. Giving a wink he stood up and started to walk out of the room –"You will need it" and started to laugh as the doors closed behind him.
After 30 minutes they felt the ship land, after few seconds of shaking and moving the ship finally became stable the sound of engines being turned off alerted the both prisoners that they have arrived and that something is going to happen.
Knowing that the second oppourtnity may not come Satele approached the bars again "Theron, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have said so..." guilt was eating her apart.
Theron simply waved at her in dismissal while at the same time steel doors beeped open once again and this time 3 sith servants entered the room.
Dressed in the same signature black robes and without saying a word they opened both cells and with brute force pulled out both prisoners and pushed them forward the ship corridor.
After few turns they were brought to the main conference room and forced on their knees next to each other while 3 sith remained close behind them in case they would try something.
Satele and Theron looked forward just to see the Darth Malgus himself with crossed arms and 2 other sith on his sides.
"I hope the journey was comfortable." Mocked Malgus. "Like hell it was you robot freak!" shouted Theron. In seconds Theron was pulled in the air and started choking. "No! Stop this!" shouted Satele, seeing Theron fighting for his life.
"Disrespect me again... and I will make this much worse for you than I originally intended..." said Malgus in low voice and after few more seconds released his grip making Theron to fall back on the floor sideways with his cuffed wrists in front of him and gasping for air.
Then without saying a word he motioned to the sith servants and started to approach both prisoners.
Theron was quickly put back on his knees an held in place while the same treatment was done to Satele, both were struggling but to no effect.
As Malgus huge form approached them he crouched down to have the height difference at least somewhat reduced.
"Back on the Coruscant you made me curious about something..." he said and quickly put his massive hands on Theron's and Satele's head, making them struggle harder not knowing what to expect.
As sith servants held both in place Malgus probed in their minds. After 20 seconds of probing he removed the hands and stood up.
"I can't believe it..." he said and started to laugh. As he walked away the laugh kept going testing the capabilities of his respirator.
"My friends." He opened his arms wide. "I had a guess but I didn't believe that this kind of luck could ever fall upon us."
Pointing towards the both prisoners he continued – "These two... are mother and son" the room was filled with whistles and laughter.
Satele averted her gaze and swallowed. The worst had happened, now her biggest weakness is going to get exploited by them.
"Well, well, well..." Malgus murmured while leaning against the wall, "At first the force told me that you two are possibly mates which would also be a nice catch." He said and walked closer again "But no... this is something better..." standing just next to them he stretched his arm to caress Satele's cheek to which she responded by pushing away.
"Anyway..." said Malgus and turned around. "We go now, follow me." He said and both prisoners were pulled to their feet.
Ships doors started to descend and a warm gust of sandy wind hit their faces, it was Tatooine.
After 1 minute they reached small settlement, appeared that they were stationed in the mountains.
Passing by couple abandoned houses they reached a dead end, it was surrounded by sandy mountains and somewhat looked like an arena. One side even had a line of stones that could serve as benches any day.
Theron was led towards the 'spectator' area while Satele was pushed forward into the deepest corner of the arena.
Theron growled in pain as one of the sith kicked him in the leg, forcing him to kneel about 20 meters away from Satele.
"No! Don't hurt him!" she shouted and her heart nearly exploded as both sith ignited their lightsabers, one in front of Theron the other behind him, making sure that he doesn't try anything stupid. If he moved forward or backward he would get cut instantly by the bright red sabers.
"This is going to be very simple..." said Malgus while passing the 3 sith and entering the arena zone himself. Sith completely blocked the exit by standing in line and having their lightsabers ready.
Malgus started to remove his cloak – "If you try to run away... Theron will die." He throw the cloak away and stretched his arms and shoulders to prepare. "If you try to save him... he will die." Malgus pulled out his lightsaber making Satele to step back.
"If you refuse to fight..." he ignited his bright red weapon and looked into her eyes "He will die..." Satele furiously replied "You honorless monster, how am I supposed to defend myself?!" in few seconds her cuffs fell apart and Darth Malgus throw her the blue lightsaber, force immediately reconnected with her and she caught it with ease and ignited.
Malgus pointed his weapon towards her "I could care less about honor this is about personal satisfaction and revenge. You beat me on Alderaan only because the stupid trooper interrupted our fight, without him... you would be gone." Malgus started to walk sideways.
In a way he was right Malcom did save her and turned the tides of the battle. "You are fool that you gave me my weapon back, I will make sure that I kill you this time!" shouted Satele.
Her sentence made Malgus errupt in laughter "You... have no idea Satele, I've been obssessed with you since that day and I have doubled my force powers just for this moment, I will make sure to humiliate and destroy you!" Malgus started to march forward.
"I will end you... you monster!" screamed Satele and ran towards him. After couple of seconds their lightsabers clashed and purple sparks flew around them.
"I will enjoy destroying you..." whispered Malgus as he used his huge height and mass difference to slowly lean forward pushing Satele backwards.
The height difference between them was enormous. Darth Malgus was 220cm tall while Satele was only 175cm, at this point her force powers gave the strength to somewhat hold against the huge brute and still he kept leaning forward.
"Never..." grunting she quickly rolled back to gain some distance. Satele was no match to him in raw muscle strength so she had to come up with something else.
Malgus smirked while swinging his saber in front of her. "Pathetic... what are you gonna do now?" Satele closed her eyes and after a moment pushed her hand forward in attempt to force push him.
Malgus just in time took the defensive stance and with crossed arms absorbed her attack, he barely moved.
Seeing that this also won't work Satele went all out, with a scream she ran forward and did a barrel roll in attempt to slash his legs but Malgus with quick reactions blocked her attack by clashing his weapon with hers.
With another roar she force jumped above him and landed another strike but Malgus despite his huge body moved his head out of the way, making Satele to slash through an empty air.
"You start to annoy me..." he said and just as Satele had landed in front of him Malgus did force push of his own which caught her unprepared and made her crash against the mountain.
Satele collapsed in the sand and started to gasp, the huge impact had pushed all the air out of her lungs.
"You fucking bitch." Just in last seconds Satele managed to block the incoming force lightning with her lightsaber. She groaned in pain as the lightning was slowly pushing her saber closer to her face, purple sparks just milimeters from her head but luckily for her it quickly ended.
Satele had her back against the mountain gasping and sweating she was exhausted.
Meanwhile Malgus started to approach her his crimson lightsaber dangerously burning on his way.
"You are weak..." he stopped 1 meter from her, his lightsaber just inches from her head. "You don't even deserve a hero death... but I guess I can kill you just for the sake of it..." as he landed the killing blow Satele barely rolled away from the strike. Malgus growled in anger as his weapon sliced the mountain.
Turning back he saw Satele weakly holding her lightsaber up, her face was vacant and she could barely stand swaying back and forth. "Never..." she whispered as drops of sweat slid down her face.
Malgus looked at her in disgust and started to move towards her – "What about being pathetic YOU DID NOT UNDERSTAND?!" he shouted and with all his might clashed his weapon with hers.
Satele's lightsaber flew out of her hand disarming her. Tears ran down her face as she roared and ran towards him again, Malgus instead put his saber away and force pushed her.
Satele landed on her back few meters away groaning in pain and coughing. "Stupid cunt..." said Malgus as he turned off his weapon and approached her.
Standing above her he saw her teary eyes avoiding the eye contact. She was breathing heavily and completely exhausted.
"Grand master jedi everyone!" mocked Malgus resulting in couple of smirks and laughter coming from nearby sith spectators.
He crouched down next to her face and turned her head towards him.
"I know exactly what to do with you... death would be too good for someone like you..." said Malgus and roughly pushed her head back making her groan in pain.
"Bring them to the interrogation room!" was the last thing she heard before losing consciousness.
Satele was starting to shift, her back hurt a lot. Opening her eyes a bright light blinded her for a moment. Instantly she tried to get up but her hands were locked above her head, same had happened to her legs they were locked in place by strong steel cuffs.
Turning her head to the side she saw Theron he was in similar situation except he was locked in vertical position facing her table.
"Theron, what happened?" she said with weak voice. Theron let out a weak sigh, "They locked us up again... we are here for 1 hour or so... no one had came since then..." Satele looked at Theron and sadness overtook her "I'm sorry... I have failed you I couldn't beat him..." she said and started to weep. She knew that the reason why she is still alive is because Malgus is going to torture her or Theron, he knows no mercy and there was nothing she could do about it.
"If I was force-sensitive... I could have helped I could have done something but I'm useless!" Theron shouted and errupted in tears.
After 1 minute doors beeped open and Darth Malgus walked inside closely followed by all 5 of his servants.
Satele tried her best to mask the sadness and her defeat but Malgus could feel her true feelings anyway.
"It's time for the fun to begin." Said Malgus and 2 servants went to Theron.
Standing next to the laying Satele, Malgus with strange calmness caressed her hair. "You know... you might be useless in my eyes..." Malgus looked at his servants and smiled. "But since you are a woman... we might have a use for you..." Realization for Theron kicked in "NO! DON'T TOUCH HER I WILL RIP YOU APART IF YO..." Theron grunted and coughed out blood as one of the sith punched his guts.
"Make sure the boy has a clear view." Casually said Malgus while walking towards the exit. Stopping next to the doors he looked behind, 3 sith servants had already cornered the table. "Enjoy yourselves, consider this a payment for your services and yes... don't ruin her too much" he smirked and doors closed behind him.
Satele started to struggle. "So... who is going first?" Koril smiled while feeling out her chest. "Don't touch me!" Satele shouted.
"I think we should unwrap her first." Suggested Jori, before all nodded and started to cut away her clothing.
"No... stop!" Satele struggled as more clothing were cut and landed on the floor.
Theron averted his eyes, this was too much for him, anger was boiling in his insides.
"Hehe... I can feel your anger... too bad you have no powers you would make a great sith.." said one of them next to him and roughly took hold of his hair forcing him to look towards Satele.
"You will watch this..." growled sith holding his head in place.
"Very nice..." whispered one of the sith who had removed her top. With another cut her bra was off and her cream colored bust popped out.
Satele groaned as one of them with no care in the world roughly started to grope her breasts.
"No... don't..." she weakly whispered as she felt someone tugging down her pants. She was completely under their control with the force absorbing cuffs in the place she had no access to her force powers, she could rely only on her body muscles who had no match to 3 grown men and steel cuffs.
Satele gasped and started to struggle harder as one of them slid his hand inside her panties and attempted to probe her.
"This bitch is all hairy down there." One of them complained. "If you don't like something I will gladly go first." Other replied and with a rough tug completely ripped her panties open exposing her V shaped bush.
Satele yelped in pain and turned her head away. Suddenly someone blocked her view and after few seconds penis was pulled out from pants "Put it anywhere near me and I will bite it off!" Satele shouted in hysteria. "No, you won't... unless you want your son to get killed in front of your eyes." Said the sith and roughly grasped her hair forcing her to look at her son who was inches away from burning lightsaber.
Tears ran down her face "If I feel a single teeth... he is dead!" shouted sith and pushed his dick against her mouth. Satele was shaking her head to signal 'no', but sith pushed forward and with no resistance entered in her throat.
Meanwhile Jori was between her thighs and started to lick her slit. Satele groaned with the dick in her mouth as she felt someone licking her privates she thought that she will throw up.
*slurp* *slurp* *gulp* echoed in the room as the sith ate her out. Pulling away he dug his fingers in her mound and spread her vagina open.
She looked pretty tight despite being a mother. After few more insertions sith pulled out from her mouth making Satele to cough and gasp for air.
"Get lost!" the sith who received blowjob pushed Jori away who was too busy eating her out. Looking at her lower half he came to conclusion that her legs were locked too close together, he needed more space.
Using force to unlock her legs he climbed on the table with her, feeling the cuffs around her legs disappear, Satele used the opportunity and hard kicked the nearby sith in the face, Jori fell to the ground with a painful groan.
The one between her legs quickly leaned over and started to choke her. After few seconds he removed his hand and pushed his waist against her hips. Satele was being choked "Th.. Theron... don't watch..." she murmured before earning a rough slap over her face.
"Shut up bitch!" shouted the sith and after lining his erect penis with her narrow slit roughly penetrated her. Satele moaned in pain as her dry passage was violently invaded. Last time she had sex was several years ago, nor her body or mind was ready for it.
"Fuck... this bitch is tight..." moaned sith as he started to rape her. Satele's whole body was moving as the rapist fully hilted himself inside.
"This is so good..." groaned sith as he leaned forward and started to choke her again. Satele grunted in pain each time sith penetrated her he was rough and showed no mercy or care.
Whole scene continued for several minutes it was a horrifying sight to witness as the grand master jedi was grunting and crying during her sexual assault. Lack of oxygen and constant pain in her loins was all she felt as the pathetic sith scum pleasured himself with her body, seconds felt like minutes and it appeared as this nightmare wouldn't end.
Theron was broken his face and eyes were red from crying, his own mother was getting gang raped in front of his eyes just few meters away and he couldn't do anything. His image was getting blurry due to the bright lightsaber being just inches from his face.
At this point he wasn't even far from simply leaning forward and killing himself. Only thing that stopped him was Satele, they were connected in this nightmare and if he gave up most likely she would as well.
Biting his lip he absorbed just another gargle and groan coming from her as the sith between her legs was gasping and moaning while kept thrusting forward.
After another long minute Satele started to scream louder, sith between her legs had sped up his motions.
Wet slapping sounds in addition with moans and cries echoed in the room "Take this... you... bitch!" gasped sith while pushing as roughly and deeply as he could and started to unload his seed in her raw birth canal.
Satele let out a gasp and started to weep as she felt the warm substance fill her insides. With his semi-hard dick still inside he leaned over her body and put his face close to her ear.
Satele was shaking and her gaze was towards the opposite wall, she refused to look at him.
"What a good lay you are..." whispered sith and did a slow lick over her neck making her tremble in disgust. After that he went lower and upon reaching her bare breast roughly pulled on her nipple with his teeth.
Satele jerked in sudden pain her body was still shaking every other second overcoming this huge level of degradation and abuse.
After letting go of her nipple sith backed off and slipped his limp penis out of her. Satele didn't even bother to close her legs at this point she was doing her best to project herself somewhere else but due to the fact that the handcuffs were absorbing all her force powers made it very difficult to do.
"Alright, my turn!" Koril excitedly yelled and climbed on the table. Feeling another rapist getting in position Satele cleared her throat – "I... don't care about the code..." she weakly murmured while gulping down saliva again, "When I get free... I will castrate each and one of you..." she coughed "and shove your balls down your throats..." she finished and closed her eyes to prepare for another penetration.
After hearing her monologue all sith errupted in laughter – "Aww... so sweet... I guess in that case we better don't set you free... hmm?" the one who had already raped her, leaned closer to her face mocking her.
Satele opened her eyes and seeing the sith's smug grin up close spat at him. "Bitch!" shouted the sith and roughly slapped her, busting her lip open. While still seeing stars, Satele's mouth opened in muted 'O' as the 2nd sith roughly claimed her.
"Fuck that bitch hard she deserves no mercy!" shouted sith while clearing her saliva from his face. "Will do." Gasped Koril as he quickly sped up thanks to the improved lubrication.
He made sure to make it as unpleasant as he possibly could. Holding her thighs wide apart sith launched himself forward with more anger and strength than the one before him. Although chained Satele's body bumped hard each time sith fully hilted himself inside her raw depths.
Looking away her face kept vibing in pain each time sith penetrated her it hurt a lot. Satele's eyes were sore from tears and at this point she simply accepted it she was destroyed mentally and her body was on its way as well.
"Hey... you..." moaned Koril while pistoning in her. It looked like he was getting offended by her not paying attention to him so he leaned forward and with brute strength turned her face towards him.
"Look at me you bitch while I fuck you!" he shouted in her face. With her legs spread and bouncing each time the sith roughly drove in her she instead fixed her gaze at the ceiling, her face was completely vacant.
This gesture pissed Koril off even more and he fully leaned over her body to take her head in both hands and lifted it to have her face to face.
"Look. At. Me!" he said emphasizing each word while doing a single deep thrust after each word in her.
Her eyes were fixed on his forehead and it looked like to be the closest he would get she refused to give him the pleasure to make direct eye contact.
"Fine..." he smirked and fixed his knees for better leverage. "I still enjoy your vibes as I fuck you." And with that he specifically started to do slow but deep and painful thrusts.
As much as Satele tried to hide it her face vibed in pain each time the sith penetrated her he was reaching her cervix.
Each push hurt like a dull dagger there was no pleasure in this. Her vagina was sore while her cervix hurt as the Koril's dick pushed against it.
Sith was getting bored by this, in addition to this slow movement he was also slowly losing erection so he roughly pushed her head back making it clash against the metal table and taking hold of her meaty thighs started to fuck her as fast as he could, attempting to reach his own orgasm.
After 1 minute of violent and quick penetrations, Koril started to moan – "Uh... fuck... FUCK!" shouted sith and pushing inside one last time started to cum.
Holding her toned thighs close to his chest sith released load after load in her sore and hurt depths. As the last droplets of his semen were spilled he dropped her thighs and pulled out. Legs remained spread after sith climbed off the table.
She was a mess, her pubes were drenched in sweat and sith sperm while her lower lips were swollen and sticky with the same substance.
Her vaginal opening was on full display as her birth canal couldn't adjust itself that quickly after the rough treatment. Satele was breathing heavily and let out a whimper as she felt their combined spunk leak out of her slit and run down her inner thigh.
Thought of getting impregnated by these pathetic beings was beyond sickening.
While Koril was busy cleaning his limp dick, the next one was already in line and prepared for the action.
"I want to try something else..." The blue skinned twi'lek said with hint of lust while pointing towards her defiled body. "Turn her around" Jori commanded and soon the other two complied to fix her bindings so she could be turned to her stomach.
Satele let out a silent groan as now her belly was pressed against the cold steel table.
Quickly getting behind her with his fully erect blue manhood in hand, Jori took hold of her hips and pulled her upwards so her rear was positioned higher than the rest of her body.
"Aaaahhh...!" Satele growled in pain as the 3rd sith with no hesitation buried his rod in her ass. She had never had anal sex before which made this experience that much worse.
Fresh tears ran down her face as sith took her last virginity. Grunting like a drunk animal in heat Jori continued to piston in her ass. Sweat poured down his forehead as his hips kept thrusting forward she was extremely tight.
"What is it now?" the first rapist leaned close to her wet face, - "Never been taken in the ass before?" he smirked while seeing her bounce on the table. Gently patting her head – "I guess for everything there is a first time" he said and leaned against the wall to enjoy the sight.
Meanwhile the sith felt himself getting close "Fuck... too tight, I don't want to cum yet..." he struggled and quickly pulled out from her ass.
Satele was all wet from sweat and tears, her breathing was heavy and she attempted to savour this ''free time'' of not being penetrated by anything.
But the break was short, she let out another groan as the sith had fully hilted himself in her vagina now. "Oh fuck... human females are different..." moaned twi'lek while fucking her in moderate pace.
Due to her previous rough insertions her vagina wasn't as tight as her ass which gave sith the reduced pressure for his dick her velvety walls still felt great.
Picking up pace a bit he started to fuck her vagina more roughly. Her birth canal was filled with his comrades spunk and slight amount of her own forced lubrication which made the penetration very easy while also making very squishy noises.
Her stretched hole was still smaller than the girth of the sith which still gave him good amount of stimulation.
Satele's eyes were half closed and she barely registered what was happening to her. Her vaginal area had become somewhat numb from all the pain and soreness. She could still feel how the sith moved inside of her but instead of specific thrusts she simply felt widespread soreness and stinging pain at times.
Her loins started to sting again as she felt sith picking up speed rapidly. Biting her lip to absorb another wave of humiliation and pain she held herself together.
Soon enough the sith started to groan and after couple more deep thrusts started to add his own deposit of white substance to her violated hole.
"Take... this... you human bitch..." moaned twi'lek.
Satele felt as another load was pouring into her and at this point she simply didn't care anymore. With another grunt sith pulled out and climbed off the table.
Satele kept laying in the same position with her rear lifted up, soon some of the mixed seed started to escape her slit staining her already drenched pubes and dripping down her inner thighs while hitting the table underneath.
"Three down, two more to go" excitedly announced Jori while fixing his pants.
The ones guarding Theron smiled and went to the Satele while other 3 surrounded Theron who appeared to be somewhere else in his mind.
"Hell no..." one of the sith servants yelled. "I'm not sticking my dick in that it's flowing with your cum" he complained and the rest taking notice nodded.
"Fair enough" the first rapist responded and went to a box to pick up some clean tissues. Then an idea came to his mind and he turned towards Theron with a sadistic smirk.
"Let him do the cleaning" he pointed towards the Theron and everyone started to laugh. Theron felt his handcuffs being removed and immediate push from behind made him land face first on the floor.
A box of tissues were dropped next to his head. "Clean or die." Sith simply stated. Theron weakly turned his head towards the box, then towards the sith. "Go fuck yourself you stupid idiots..." he murmured.
In seconds one of the sith ignited his lightsaber and put it inches away from Satele's neck. "Pardon?" sith asked in mocking tone.
Theron was beyond furious and filled with sorrow but without saying a word he got up from the floor and picked up the box.
Fighting the urge to vomit or to do something stupid, he started to clean Satele's private parts. It was sickening and degrading thing to do. While cleaning her, several times his mind suggested him to simply end it all, just let them kill them both and be done with.
Considering what his mother had went through there was no way she could fix herself from something like this but there was still hope... somewhere deeply buried but still breathing, hope...
After few more tissues... "Ok that's good enough." Shouted one of the sith and the lightsaber above Satele's neck got turned off. Then some invisible force pushed Theron back making him clash with the solid wall and slide down.
As Theron with blurry vision looked up he saw how two remaining sith were removing Satele's limp body from table while fondling her flesh. Keeping her hands locked behind her back, they roughly pushed her face first against the table conveniently facing Theron.
Satele's vacant face once again vibed in pain as the 4th sith started to take her. Sounds of flesh slapping echoed in the room as the grand master jedi was once again being roughly claimed.
After way too long 5 minutes of grunting and flesh slapping sounds Theron saw under the table how white substance was dripping down between her slightly spread thighs, the deed was done once again.
As the 4th sith had pulled out, Satele's limp body was already starting to slide towards the floor but the last sith managed to catch her in time just to lift her back up and with fresh energy pound her defiled hole once again.
After agonizing 3 more minutes the final sith reached his peak and after a proud roar filled her depths with his sperm. Then doing few more mocking thrusts with his semi-hard penis he pulled out and dropped her limp body on the floor.
This part of nightmare was finally over. All 5 sith took their belongings and while cracking laughter and pulling jokes one by one left the room.
As the doors beeped close Theron shifted his gaze towards his abused mother.
She laid almost fully naked on the floor. Her body was sideways with her hands locked behind her back.
Theron was no longer locked against the wall but his hands still were cuffed. Gulping down the fear and humiliation he started to crawl towards her.
Picking up the tissues box on his way he approached her laying form.
She smelled terribly, dried cum and sweat filled his nose. Theron knew that he had to clean her out of this mess once again for her own good so he picked up some tissues and went to her backside.
The familiar sight of fresh cum leaking out of her abused slit made him stomach turn but he held back and tissue after tissue cleaned her while holding back a weep.
If he had been stronger... this wouldn't have happened. This thought never left his mind as he cleaned her abused body.
After few more tissues her backside was cleaned at least where he could get to. And then he took her head in his lap and gently stroked her hair.
"I'm so sorry..." he whispered while cleaning her face and the bleeding lip. Satele was unconscious but still alive, her chest was slowly lifting.
After cleaning her lip he simply held her head in his lap and gently touched her cheeks.
"I don't care how... but I will get us both out of this... even if it would cost me my life..." whispered Theron and slowly drifted into a sleep.