When Catlula woke up, she felt something deep in her pussy that felt like a finger. Then, she saw General Wencor next to her, already awake.
The man said, "Last night was fun, but I want to do it again."
The twi'lek sleepily replied, "Can you please get your finger out of me and leave me alone? It would benefit the Empire more if we did our jobs."
The general grabbed the girl's arm, laughing, and said, "You are funny, darling."
Then, he climbed on the naked twi'lek, unveiled his bulge from his pants, and pierced her vagina.
The twi'lek repeatedly said, "Please stop. Please stop. Please stop." louder and louder as Wencor shoved himself deeper and deeper until she started moaning when he pushed far enough.
The general thrust in and out of the girl and shook her as he said, "I bet you like that, you slut.".
Catlula could only reply in pained moans.
Eventually, the man unloaded into the girl's womb and rolled off her. Both of them lay on the bed in puddles of sweat.
Catlula thought as she lay on her back against the wet mattress, "I never want to do that again."
Wencor stood up and firmly ordered, "Get out of bed and kneel before me."
The twi'lek sighed at the order and weakly stood up, drenched in sweat. Then, she stumbled toward the general. Finally, Catlula fell to her knees before his exposed penis.
The man grabbed his blaster pistol and put it to the girl's head, authoritatively saying, "Suck it. If you try anything funny, I will shoot you."
Catlula reluctantly put her mouth on the phallic object and sucked on it, thinking, "Am I nothing more than a human fleshlight?"
Then, Wencor thrust the appendage further into the girl's mouth, causing her to gag. The twi'lek attempted to move her head back, but the general pushed her back into position.
Catlula gagged on the man's dick as the disgusting, warm cum rolled down her throat. Tears streamed down her face as she went through this agony.
Suddenly, Wencor pulled out of her mouth and pushed her naked body to the floor.
He said, "I love you, girl. Now, shower so you don't smell like this later."
Catlula stumbled to her feet, feeling the man's slime cover her mouth, and slowly walked to the restroom, bitter about what she had become.
She entered the tiled, white room and closed and locked the door behind her, so Wencor would not enter. Then, Catlula weakly limped into the shower cubical and activated the head. The attacking water forced the disgusting sweat to retreat, and she felt relieved. It flowed down her body, and droplets fell from the end of her lekku. The water sparkled in the light emanating from the ceiling.
Suddenly, Catlula felt disgusted and thought, "How did I allow him to violate me? How can I be this weak? In my attempt at freedom, I found myself in slavery. I doubt Jabba would treat me better, but that doesn't change how I see my heart smashed against a wall. Once I am able, I will end this tyranny over my body. He thinks he has control of me, but I will reveal that confidence to be an illusion."
The twi'lek grabbed the soap and rubbed it on her curvy, blue body. Bubbles ran down her smooth back to her voluptuous cheeks and thighs. When she bent over to clean her legs, water dripped from the tips of her nipples as they faced down, but her tits bounced into position when she stood back up.
When she deactivated the shower, her skin sparkled with cleanliness. As she walked out of the shower, her boobs shook, and water dripped off them. Then, she grabbed a towel from the rack and dried her body with it. The twi'lek started with her head and moved down her lekku like she was pushing something out of them. Then, she squished her breasts against the towel and even separated them to clean what was between them. Next, she dried her smooth midriff and moved down to the bomb site, which she kept cleanly shaven. Then, she rubbed the towel on the cheeks of her ass so they shined like glass. Finally, she bent over and dried her skinny legs. Her cheeks opened while she cleaned herself, but luckily, no one could opportunize her vulnerability.
When the twi'lek finished cleaning herself, she hung the soggy towel on the rack and left the safety of the restroom. Once Catlula unlocked and opened the bathroom door, Wencor looked at the beautiful twi'lek and amused his eyes with her sex appeal.
The rutian twi'lek looked at the closet and saw someone had already transported her items and put them in a large pile, and she asked as she leaned against the doorway with a confused expression, "How did my stuff get here?"
The general responded, "I got the death trooper from yesterday to move everything here last night while we were asleep."
Catlula stood back on her feet and said, "OK" Then, she solemnly looked at the display of her dead friend on the wall of the room. Head and breast still gave a ghastly image to the twi'lek of what she could become.
Wencor noticed his slave looking at Felicia's dismembered self and walked to it. Then, he grabbed the decapitated head by its golden blonde hair and threw it in his trash can. Finally, he grabbed each breast and dropped them in the bin likewise.
The high-ranking officer returned to where he was and smugly commented, "There is no need to keep that likeless decoration when I have a living one."
Catlula looked at the bin and thought, "She rests in the same conditions she lived in, treated like trash. My only wish is that I don't forget her."
Then, she walked to the pile of her clothes and bent over to grab a bra and panties. Wencor observed the girl's cheeks separate, revealing the opening of her anus. Then, he took the opportunity to shove his hand in there.
The twi'lek's eyes opened wide as the man violated her, and she burst back up in shock and pulled his hand out, firmly saying, "Get off me."
Catlula turned around to face her commander and stepped into her panties. Then, she moved them up to cover her anus and vagina.
Wencor backed up a few steps and said, "You didn't seem too mad that time."
The twi'lek scowled at the man and stated, "If I had the opportunity to, I would have you castrated and hung in front of the base."
Wencor smirked and replied jokingly replied, "Sure you would, darling. Sure you would."
Catlula directed her focus back to getting dressed. She grabbed one of her trusty metal bras and cupped her boobs, squeezing them together as she clipped the top behind her back.
The general commented, "Love the outfit."
Catlula momentarily looked at him before quickly squatting to grab a pair of tight shorts and a tank top. She put her legs through the holes of the shorts and moved them up until they hugged the curves of her ass and thighs. Then, she put the tank top over her head and her arms through the appropriate holes to cover more of her body. Next, she put her socks and boots over her feet. Finally, she grabbed her headpiece and moved it up her lekku until it hugged the border between her lekku and her head.
Once the twi'lek clothed herself, Wencor said, "Let's go to the shooting range, so I can see what you can do as a sniper."
Catlula replied, "Yes, sir." and grabbed her rifle.
The two officers walked down the halls of the base until they reached the massive shooting range. Then, they found an open station and claimed it. The general made the targets move two miles away and made them move from left to right.
Then, he ordered, "Shoot."
Catlula nodded and set her aim to face the 20 targets. Then, she looked through her gun's scope and focused on the moving specks she needed to hit. Finally, the twi'lek put her crosshairs on the dots and shot. After 20 shots, she hit 17 of the targets.
Catlula looked at her commander and asked, "How did I do?" thinking her skills would impress him.
Wencor gave the girl an emotionless look and replied, "It is a good start, but I want you consistently hitting all these targets. We will attack a rebel base in a month, and I want you to come here and practice every day for the entire day until the battle."
The twi'lek replied, "Yes, sir." and returned to shooting.
Then, the general left and returned to his office.
That evening, Catlula finished eating at the luncheon and walked to her room. When she opened the door, she saw no one.
The twi'lek looked around and thought, "Finally, I get to be alone."
Catlula stripped naked, remembering her commander's rule, and grabbed her book on military strategy. Then, she lay in bed and read her book.
As minutes transformed into hours, Catlula thought, "It is weird that Wencor isn't back yet, but this silence is amazing."
Eventually, after three hours, Wencor stumbled into the room, holding a half-full glass bottle. The twi'lek saw his deep intoxication through his mannerisms, and fear quickly flooded her mind. She closed her book and set it on her nightstand.
Suddenly, the general grabbed Catlula's arm and ripped her out of the bed with the blankets. Then, he violently shoved her naked body against the wall and made out with her. These drastic actions surprised the twi'lek, so she struggled against the man's strength and yelled, "Please, stop!"
The girl's resistance irritated Wencor, so his intoxicated lust turned into rage. Suddenly, The general backed away from the twi'lek and broke his bottle against her head. The hit knocked her out, and the glass left a massive gash on her head as she fell on broken glass. As she landed, more glass contacted her naked skin. She lay unconscious in a puddle of blood and alcohol.
As the general looked at the bloody girl, he quickly realized his mistake and grabbed bandages from a first-aid kit. Then, he wrapped it around her head to cover the wound.
Suddenly, his stress made him nauseous, and he vomited on the floor and passed out.
