Catlula sat on her bed, alone in her room. She mourned the death of General Ackerson, tearing up as memories flooded her mind. The twi'lek remembered her youth when the man helped her become the woman she would be. She reminisced on her interactions with him and every moment they lost due to his death.

Then, that sorrow turned to fear when she thought, "He was the only person who loved and cared about me in The Empire. What will happen to me now that he is dead? Will they send me back to Tatooine? Will they imprison and execute me? I am nothing more than a relic of a past administration, and it is only a matter of time before they purge me."

The twi'lek hung her lekku over her shoulder and held the appendage in her hands, thinking, "I guess it's me against the world now."

Suddenly, Catlula heard a loud banging on her door and anxiously thought, "That doesn't sound like Felicia. Did something happen to her? Is something going to happen to me?... I guess I should answer the door as they will just answer with or without my consent."

The twi'lek stood up from her bed, brushed her lekku off her shoulder, and walked to the door. Then, she opened it and saw the death trooper who took Felicia away.

The soldier's metallic black armor did not portray emotion, leaving Catlula trembling from the mystery.

The death trooper looked at the twi'lek with his concealed eyes and assertively said, "I need you to come with me."

Catlula noticed the difference in the man's voice and weakly asked, "Where are you taking me?"

The armored man sternly replied, "I am not at mercy to share that with you."

That statement stunned the twi'lek as she thought with an outwardly blank expression, "I am going to die. This moment is going to be the end of me."

Then, the girl choked out the response, "Yes, sir."

The death trooper worried that Catlula would flee, grabbed her arm and said, "OK, come with me."

The soldier's firm actions confirmed the twi'lek's concerns, but she knew she could not fight him and allowed him to lead her through the halls.

Catlula closed her eyes as the man took her to the destination to distract herself from her terrifying situation. She wanted to savor the last moments she would have as a thinking being before she would turn to nothing.

Eventually, the soldier opened a door and said, "Here you are."

The twi'lek opened her eyes and questioned if she would have preferred her fears to have manifested. She looked into the room and saw General Wencor lying in the only bed with a white shirt on. The man's short brown hair and facial features did not vary much from most others in the Empire. The bed's frame exerted a black hue with a wooden texture, and the back displayed an intricate carving of Wencor in his uniform. The blankets held a purple color to symbolize the general's immense prestige. Stains covered the carpeted beige floor and blue walls of the room, leaving the twi'lek fearful of their origin. Then, she scanned the walls and saw many framed pictures of the man who resided in the chamber. Suddenly, the twi'lek bore witness to a heartbreaking sight. She saw Felicia's decapitated head hanging from the wall by a long spike that penetrated through the bullet hole in her forehead.

Her face bore the expression she held at the moment of death, eyes wide open with her mouth closed by the barrier of her rosy red lips. Felicia's blonde hair lifelessly drooped behind her head and against the wall. At its base, Catlula could see red flesh hanging at the severing point and the top of her vertebrae. Below the decapitated head, her tits hung. The severed boobs held a spherical frame, like a ball. The pointy red nipples pointed forward, and light reflected off the white skin, making it shine. Hooks kept the breasts in their position. Seeing Felicia in this manner upset the twi'lek.

Tears rolled down Catlula's face, and she yelled at Wencor, "You monster! How could you do such a thing to her?!"

General Wencor laughed at the girl's anger and replied, "Why are you concerned about her? I saw your conversation earlier today, and she spoke against The Empire and held some treacherous views. Her beauty was the only good thing she brought to The Empire; now, that is the only thing she has."

The twi'lek yelled back, "She was much more than that!"

The General laughed and replied. "I'm sure she was an angel, but she did not prove herself militarily competent enough for me to excuse treasonous thought. Besides, I wanted you here."

Wencor's last sentence turned Catlula's anger into fear as she asked, "What do you mean by that?"

The General quickly looked at the death trooper and ordered, "Continue with the plan, soldier."

The trooper replied, "Yes, sir." and left the room.

Then, Wencor said to the twi'lek, "We are sharing a room and bed now."

This information disgusted Catlula, and she angrily replied, "I am not sharing a room with a man who raped me."

The General replied with faux sympathy, "I apologize, but if you disobey me, I will falsify evidence of collusion with The Rebel Alliance and sell you back to the Hutts. Besides, I can physically overpower you and force you to do anything I want. Also, if you attempt to kill me, I am armed and will kill you first. Are you going to obey me now?"

Then, he brandished his blaster pistol from under the bedsheets.

The threat surprised the twi'lek, and she changed her attitude with the nervous reply, "Yes, sir."

Wencor laid his weapon back on the bed and coldly said, "Good girl. Now, take off your clothes. You are no longer allowed to wear any clothes in this room."

This request angered Catlula, and she said, "That is unacceptable. You can't…"

The twi'lek stopped talking when the general brandished his gun again.

Then, he said, "Imagine how much power you will have as my slave. You will get many privileges in return for satisfying my desires. You could act as my sniper and get opportunities to prove yourself as a legend. No one will know what you are doing here. Even if they do, you will have the skill to overshadow that. Besides, this is an option between living as my slave, living as a slug's slave dancing for an audience, or ending up like your friend on the wall."

Catlula nervously looked at her dismembered friend, teared up as she thought for a few seconds, and grabbed the base of her tank top. The twi'lek pulled the top over her head and threw it to the floor. The general saw the sneak peek of the girl's chest smashed into a metallic bra, and his excitement showed through a bulge in the blanket. Catlula looked at the bump and momentarily questioned her actions before putting her hands behind her back and unclipping the bra. After the floodgates opened, The twi'lek's tits violently bounced freely. Once they settled, her purple nipples pointed outward from her chest, and the bra lay on the floor.

Wencor looked at the girl's boobs and commented, "Damn, those are some of the best tits I have ever seen."

Catlula refused to respond to his comment and pulled her shorts and panties down in one action, revealing her cleanly shaven pussy. Then, she stepped out of them once they dropped to the floor. Finally, the girl took her shoes and socks off.

Wencor admired the twi'lek's frame and commented, "I can't wait to get inside that. Just remove your headpiece and join me in bed."

Catlula pulled her last piece of clothing through her lekku and threw it to the floor. Then, she crawled into bed with the general.

Once the twi'lek entered his reach, Wencor grabbed her busty tits from behind.

He whispered in Catlula's ear, "They feel as good as I thought."

Then, the general forcefully rolled her over to face him and positioned himself on top of her. Wencor pulled his lower appendage from his pants and inserted it into Catlula's entrance.

As the man pushed himself into the twi'lek, Catlula quickly regretted her actions and attempted to shove him off her, but she could not overcome him. The man responded by grabbing her throat and choking her as he reached her pleasure spot. As the twi'lek felt the ecstasy run through her body, she began uncontrollably moaning. Wencor lessened his grip on her throat as the force became unnecessary. Then, he violently thrust himself through Catlula's pussy, causing the two to shake under the sheets. After many more minutes of penetrating the woman, Wencor unloaded his load in the twi'lek womb and rolled off her, quickly falling asleep.

Catlula deeply breathed as she lay on the bed, sweating from head to two with the man's liquids filling her pussy.

She looked at the ceiling, tearing up and thinking, "What has become of me?"