Chapter 11: New Stock
Mike had just finished playing with his new slaves. The Nightsisters were left as cum bloated messes, leaving Mike mostly alone to answer the dozen or so angry messages from his mother. Who was furious at his sudden and un-announced departure from the palace. He assured her that he was fine and would be returning to the palace soon with some new pets and Luhwa was going to help him pick out the rest.
"Is this really how you want to see the stock?" asked Luhwa.
"Yuppers, something wrong?"
"No, it's just…"
"Look Ahsoka passed out and so did the night-sluts."
"But does that mean I have to carry you!" interjected Luwha, still naked and currently carrying Mike, cradling his lower body while he rested his arms on her tits. Basically using Luwha as a throne as he mushed her towards the slave pits.
"Quiet down," ordered Mike as he gave Luhwa a force;
SLAP!
"Nyyggghh!" cried Luhwa as she felt her ass cheeks ripple.
"Thrones aren't supposed to talk back," he continued, his voice giddy.
"Uhhhnnggh, you Jedi are fucking evil—"
SLAP!
SLAP!
"Eeeeeep, sthoooopssh! I'm sensitive," whined Luhwa as Mike put the force to work, beating her ass cheeks.
"I told you," spat Mike as he tugged on Luhwa's nipples, "I'm not some Jedi faggot or one of those other goth weirdos. I can just use the force and I use it how I want, understand?"
"Yes, fine! Mmmmnn, buh-but just give me a little break," groaned Luhwa, her nipples hard and twitching as Mike squeezed them between his fingers.
"Relax Luhwa, I am just giving you a little teasing," said Mike, "besides
"Mmmhhmm," groaned Luhwa as she kicked the door open to the slave quarters. About half a dozen spacious cells made of smooth Zygerrian sandstone. Each one could comfortably hold six to nine slaves each and had a forcefield keeping them inside.
"Can I put you down?" asked Luhwa.
"But it's so comfy between your tits," he responded with a smirk, "I might even make you my new throne."
"Mmmmnnn, Mike," mewled Luhwa, "I have to lower the forcefield."
"Oh fine, you're no fun." Mike hopped down, his massive meat swinging like a pendulum between his legs.
Luhwa let out an exhale as she relaxed and used the palm lock to shut off the forcefield. She looked down at Mike as she continued, "We have less than a dozen slaves in stock at this facility and half of them aren't properly trained but this group is client ready."
Mike entered and saw an entire smorgasbord of curvy alien slaves: two Togruta, one male and one female, twin Zygerrian cat girls and a set of Twi'lek femboys. They were all collared and chained to the wall at the wrist. All of them showed Mike varying degrees of attention but every single one showed a variety of emotions when they noticed his massive white meat. All the femboys present crossed their legs and looked away and most of the females gave a look of surprise but strangely the twins looked away.
The Togruta woman's skin was bleached white with black circles around her deep blue eyes. Her body bimbofied, pointed faces with thick pouty lips, fake plastic tits the size of her head, wide hips and perfect heart shaped butt made to take as much cock as possible. The Twin's were much less sexed up, only just showing the first signs of sluttification. Their breasts were no larger than C-cups, with tight hips and snooty double booties. Each of their puffy pink nipples were pierced by golden hoops and there were the femboys.
The Togruta male seemed to match the bimbo, he was a sexed up shemale: huge fake plastic boobs, wide hips and a matching bubble booty with a barcode tattoo on his right cheek. Between his legs was a pathetic shriveled little clitty being squeezed tight by a ring. While the Twi'lek's were a bit more natural but still had hints of augmentation. Their skin was light purple and dark pink, with long lekku that reached their lower backs. Their faces were round and feminine with cute lips that kept a natural pout and athletic bodies that no doubt took a great degree of training to keep. Mike could see a great degree of muscle definition around the boys abs and pecs but between their legs were little, more "naturally sized" Twi'lek cocks, reaching a pitiful three inches hard.
"They should all be able to satisfy you," continued Luhwa, she stood beside Mike, looking over the group with steely eyes, "pick your favorites or take all of them if you must."
"Like what you see, sluts?" asked Mike as he wagged his cock at them. There were rings of the Nightsisters' black lipstick all over his meat, displaying he'd just finished with a group before coming to this group.
"It's so much bigger than the clients!" giggled the female Togruta, her expression of surprise switching to excitement and the same was true for her bimboi partner.
"Are you here to buy us!" giggled the other.
"Maybe but I'll have to test you out first~"
"I'm Jill Ka," said the bimbo as she crawled up to Mike, "and this is my sister slut, Fifi!"
"We're so happy to have a potential owner," added Fifi as she snuggled up beside.
"And one with a super big cock!"
"He's even larger than the normal human clients," drooled Fifi, a bead dripping from her lips.
"I probably taste better than some lip dicked Zygerrian sissy too~"
"Mmwwwaaah! Totes," giggled Fifi planting a kiss on Mike's thick cock tip. He could see the bimboi's little dicklet pulse as she got a good lick up his meat, "and fresh out of some cunt—"
"Ahm, watch your tongue slave," spat Luhwa
"Sorry mistress, we'll focus on pleasing our reeeeally bwwiiigg maaaster~" Fifi giggled between loving licks up Mike's meat.
"Fuckin gods damn, he's still got so much room," added Jill Ka, "I can't even wrap my hands around this dick. Yur like bigger than a bantha master~"
"Are you telling me I beat the regular clients?"
"Totally!" the pair responded.
"Like most of the boys and girls packing a bit extra are about as big as the femboys."
"But you're even bigger than the imperial officers!" added Fifi, her sloppy moans joining her sisters.
"Boy did it suck, I can't imagine going back to exclusively servicing Togrutas or whatever other limp dicked race," continued Jill Ka, "I was like dreading getting bought by some uggo old alien with a wrinkly little cock."
"We're like totes happy to get a big white human too," mewled Fifi as she slobbered over Mike's shaft, "Luhwa was totes right~"
"How about you four?" asked Mike as he rubbed his spit coated cock against the pair's cheeks, "wanna learn why white human dick runs this galaxy?"
The Twi'lek femboys just stared at Mike's cock, basically transfixed by the sight. Their little purple and pink dicks twitched and throbbed as they moved over to Mike. The first one with dark pink skin looked up, his lips glossy, pouty and just a few shades darker than his skin. He was almost drooling as he muttered, "I am Ahnri, sir."
Ahnri bumped the other Twi'lek who piped up, "Ooooh, ah-and I am Kremka, sir."
"I was training those cuties, master," added Fifi, "they were going to be a double offer but sadly they drove customers away~"
"But they're such cute sluts—"
"Hnnnggghh!"
The femboys let out snorted groans as Mike pressed the side of his cock against their faces, scrunching up both their noses with his meat as he continued, "what could they have possibly done wrong?"
"They were bigger than half their clientele," Fifi made an exaggerated sigh, "toooo bad since I spent days teaching them how to throat cock."
"Poor girls, you had to deal with a lot here but don't you worry. Master Mike will make sure your talents aren't wasted," Mike rubbed his cock harder against the femboys' face, "why don't you show your slutty sensei what you can do to a real cock."
"Mmmmhhnnnn~" The pair didn't say another word and pressed their glossy lips against Mike's shaft, kissing his thick veins before they licked up his shaft.
"You two gonna join?" asked Mike as he looked over to the Zygerrian twins.
"Don't bother with them, master," said Fifi as she kissed his tip.
"Yeah, they're prudes about doing it with men," added Jill Ka.
"But don't worry, we'll have you cum in no time at all with the four of us!"
"Hnnnhhhnn!" The femboys groaned as they huffed Mike's mind-melting musk, his taste burning their tongues as they licked up his shafted. Within the minute they looked positively zonked out, eyes twitching and lips drooling as they worked to milk Mike's meat unlike their bimbofied brethren, who were experience penis polishers.
The pair of brain dead bimbos slobbered over Mike's huge cock like a couple of bitches in heat. Their thick lips leaving big sloppy kisses marks down Mike's cock. Jill Ka and Fifi moved around the clumsy femboys, their lips trailing Mike veins before they teased the glands of his fat pink tip, taking turns completely smothering Mike's cock tip with their pouty bimbo lips.
"Don't hold back, master," cooed Fifi as she squished his cock between her tits.
"Totes, I wanna see how much cum ya gush!" Jill Ka added as her boobs pressed against her sister slut. Their stiff nipples pressed against Mike's shaft as their breast flesh squeezed around his girth, forming a tight fuck sleeve capable of smothering over half of the boy's big white cock.
"Just fuck out tits and spew out your spunk!"
"Don't worry about where you shoot it too~"
"Cause we'll just lick it off the floor," continued Jill Ka.
"Unless these cock drunk cuties beat us to it," giggled Fifi, "our little femboys look absolutely zonked out thanks to your big white dick~"
"Hnnnggghh, snooorrt, snooooort~" oinked both femboys, huffing Mike's musk like a bunch of greedy pigs. Their tongues ran up his sack and slurped up his sweat before swirling around his shaft, desperate to pleasure the boy that broke their minds. They were completely addicted to Mike and his taste.
"They've been a good pair of cock slurpers, I suppose they deserve a reward." Mike grabbed on the Twi'lek's head tails, forcing their faces into his nuts as he blasted a hot load of spunk. It shot like a geyser out of Mike's urethra, spilling onto the floor in thick ropes before it started to pool, nearly two full liters of nasty human ball slop. All while the femboys kept sucking his nuts, their spit dribbled down his sack as they slurped him like a pair of feral bitches as they felt his nuts pump.
"Aaaahhh, not bad," Mike let go of their head tails, "now enjoy your reward."
"Hnngghhaaa!" The pair panted as they fell to their hands and knees,crawling like animals to Mike's spunk. Their lips pressed into the thick pool and they started to lap it up, hoovering it down like a couple of addicts.
"Wowie master, you came so much!" giggled Fifi as his partner sucked on Mike's tip, sucking down whatever bits of his load still stuck inside his urethra.
"They're is a reason why Luhwa's completely addicted to me," said Mike.
"Mmmmmmph~" moaned Jill Ka, peeling her lips off Mike's tip, "you're like the boy who bleached Luhwa!"
"I thought there was totes something special about the young master," moaned Fifi.
"The only special thing you sluts care about is cock." Mike slapped his meat against Fifi's face causing the bimboi to shake and drool.
"Hehehe, yuuuupers! I'm a little bitch for your big white dick," Fifi flashed a double peace sign as she drooled on her boobs.
Mike looked over the group of sloppy whores. The quartet of greedy whores as Fifi returned to sucking up his cum from the quickly diminishing puddle. The group of whores at least had spirit; save the twins but Mike didn't feel a need to dominate them. If anything, something felt off about their emotional state. Almost like they shared a disposition with Luhwa.
"What do you think, master?" Luhwa leaned over and in a soft, almost smug voice she asked, "I could get more product from my warehouse or attempt to coerce the twins? Odds are they'd learn to serve you very quickly~"
"Hmmmmm…" Mike thought for a moment, but when Luhwa spoke Mike felt something like spite emanating from behind.
"Who is the one in the cell?" asked Mike, pointing over his shoulder to the lone slave in the cell across from him. The boy was maybe a year younger than Mike was, leaning against the smooth stone walls. He was a bit shorter than Mike with long blonde hair, almost twinkish in look but he had a pretty sizable piece of meat between his legs, at least a foot.
"His name's Callus and he was supposed to be one of the studs on staff but he fucked up and now he's being punished," groweld Luhwa, "you're free to try and fuck him but I doubt you'll get much use."
Mike stepped away and walked towards the shield, ordering, "Open it."
"Yes sir but please don't let his poor attitude reflect on me." Luhwa seemed very reluctant to open the cell but obeyed Mike all the same, lowering the force field.
"I'll be back in a minute, sluts." Mike teased pulling away his cock to the great disappointment of the quartet. The pair were desperate and followed Mike like hungry mutts but were kept in the cell by their manacles as they panted like bitches in heat.
"No master," mewled Fifi.
"Please don't leave," added Jill Ka, "we haven't gotten any spunk yet!"
Mike smiled and shook his head as the group crawled to the edge of the cage but their manacles kept them inside the cell. While Mike stepped into the boy's cell and looked down at Callus' rather battered form. He looked ragged, exhausted from his captivity and only gave Mike a side eye, a look Mike was all too familiar with. His long blonde hair was half in his face but Mike could see the defiance behind his eyes as he spat, "you here to rape me too, faggot? Fair warning, I bite unlike the pair of Twi'leks currently mewling in the other cell."
"Ha, I believe you but I'm not looking for some twink's boy butt," said Mike as Luhwa stood behind him, glaring at the boy.
"Kinda surprising," said Callus in disbelief. Mike could tell Callus expected him to lie and tried to reassure.
"If it makes you feel better you're not my type," he continued, "plus it would be pretty hard to fuck you half hard."
"Guess so," commented Callus, peeking up at Mike a little more, "Like 'em big and thick?"
"The big ones mostly like me," responded Mike with a smirk as he pointed his thumb over his shoulder, "I assumed the Twin's are yours?"
"Why'd you think that, little guy?"
"Watch your tone, brat," spat Luhwa.
"He hasn't offended me yet and I just got a feeling you were close to the pair. That's all," he continued.
Callus let out a ragged sigh, "I'm a slave, they weren't anything other than my secret cum-dumpsters when the good mistress wasn't watching."
"Normal whores just break when I wave my cock in front of them," continued Mike, almost sounding pleased by the news, "You must've broken them in hard if they didn't immediately break after the first whiff."
"Hell yeah, It took me less than a week to ruin them for the local clientele" he spat, giving Luhwa a smug grin and a side eye, "mistress didn't care about their complaints but when they refused to see those little dicked sissies it became her problem. Mistress in her wisdom decided to punish me and has placed my pets nearby to show them how I look broken."
"How rude," added Mike, "you'd think Luhwa would realize it wasn't working."
"I know," he continued, "all I did was give those cunts a hard bleaching, thought Luhwa would approve but instead she got all pouty."
"Brat! This shitty attitude of yours is why you have been fed in three days–"
SLAP!
"Eeehhhnngh," Luhwa groaned as Mike gave her ass a smack.
"You should be proud, Luhwa," said Mike, "he's taking some initiative and feeding your fetish, I bet he was fucking you too?"
"He's a brat who refused my orders! I would never let him—mmmmhhn!" Luhwa started to pant as Mike started to finger her muff.
"He probably just refused to fuck you. I know you'd never be able to resist a big white dick, especially if some boy waved it in your face," continued Mike as he looked at the kid, "though, I am surprise you didn't fuck Luhwa, she's a complete bleached slut, right bitch?"
SLAP!
"Hnnggh, yuh-yes sir!"
Callus smiled at the sight of his owner getting bullied before he shrugged and sighed, "she's marked already and it really felt like I was just the rebound guy. Like just another piece of meat on the grill, you know?"
"More than you know, kid."
"Who are you calling, kid?" pouted Callus, "we look the same age!"
"Technically Mike is a year older—mmmmnnggh!"
Mike continued to finger his pet as he barked, "quiet down hag or I won't play with you anymore today."
"Mmnnngghnooo~" whined Luhwa, her expression softening as a micro orgasm shot up her spine. She soaked her master's fingers, knees rubbing together as she shamelessly devolved into a mewling slut in front of both her former slave.
"And I assume from all the groping you're her former toy, lover, owner or…"
"Nnhhhnnggh," Luhwa wanted to speak up and say she wasn't a slave but the tattoos and the fact Mike was dismissively fingering her slit would make any argument fall flat.
"What gave it away?"
"Well finger blasting the lizard bitch was a pretty big hint."
"Smart kid and I think your talents are wasted as a slave," continued Mike, pulling his pussy juice coated fingers back, "how'd you like to join my guard?"
"Wait Mike, he is still somewhat valuable as a—"
SLAP!
SLAP!
"He'll be an asset as a guard." Mike's force spankings pushed Luhwa to her hands and knees as he continued, "I assume you're looking for real work?"
"Anything beats this cell, what does the Imperial guard on this planet do?"
"Mostly fuck alien whores and keep the populace in line."
"Nice, I've got experience with both," snickered Callus, "but can I keep the twins?"
"Sure, I don't need more Zygerrian whores," said Mike, almost dismissive of the pair as he used the force to break the manacles, "Now grab 'em and get a room. I still gotta evaluate the rest of the stock."
"Yes boss," responded Callus as he got up and let the twins out of their cell, quickly scampering off to one of the other rooms. Luhwa wanted to comment that he shouldn't know how to unlock hismanacles but Mike had returned to bullying her before she could speak.
"Now, where were we?" asked Mike, his voice snide, "Oh yeah, I was about to breed your stock of brain dead cock pigs."
Mike waved his hand and Luhwa was forced to her hands and knees with a Force Push, causing her to let out a sputtered groan, "Nnnnyyggh, fuuck the force!"
"I can use the force to fuck you," said Mike as he pentrated Luhwa, his cock beating the back of her womb with a single thrust. She still couldn't believe how easily Mike's meat reduced her to a drooling mess and this time it wasn't just her hole being bullied.
"Hnnnaaaahnn!" cried the Twi'lek femboys as their assholes were suddenly stretched to capacity by a phantom cock. Yet to the Togruta bimbos it looked like they were receiving colon bashings from invisible cocks!
"Holy hell," sputtered Jill Ka, her jaw slack in awe, "how are you doing—whhaaaanngh!"
Her expression devolved into a sloppy excited ahegao as she felt both her holes get stuffed with copies of Mike's mighty meat. Assole and pussy gaping to fit so much dick, Jill Ka wasn't sure where the two dicks were coming from but her I.Q was quickly halved, dropping into the single digits and with those last few points gone so did all her cares.
"Hehe, Jill Ka you look totes slutty at the mome—Hnnngghh!" Fifi could see her sister bimbo's belly distended and stretched to fit the sudden phantom dicks and though she couldn't understand what had happened to her fellow slaves but was super happy when a Force powered cock crushed her prostate.
"Hnnnaaahnn, whu-what the fuck," giggled Fifi, her brain melted as her shriveled clit throbbed and leaked out little drops of clear cum. Mike's massive meat immediately crushed his swollen prostate, smushing the p-spot flat as his cock filled the bimboi's bowels to the brim with cock.
"You trained these sluts well," Gunted Mike as he grabbed Luhwa's booty, "they haven't fainted and haven't loosened one bit, they must know how to handle dick."
"Hnnnggghh, muh-Mike, what the fuck!" shouted Luhwa, she knew the Force was some Jedi power but she didn't think it could be used to rearrange the guts of half a dozen holes!
"I told you," continued Mike, "I learned a lot of new tricks!"
"Hnnngghh, buh-brat!" muttered Luhwa under her breath as she felt another cock enter her asshole. Her anal rim was brutally stretched open and her colon was invaded by two of Mike's phantom pricks.
The feeling of being extra stuffed by one hundred percent more dick than she could handle was surprisingly incredible. Luhwa felt like Mike's double fucking combo would actually split her open. Her stomach bulge was currently pressing against the cool stone floor, smushing her womb as Mike used her like a cheap sex sleeve. It felt like every inch of her insides was being raped by kiddie dick, about to be broken in half but her holes squeezed tight.
A natural reaction to being mounted by her stud, her brain wanted to push back; even a little bit of resistance would be enough to satisfy her pride. Yet, Luhwa's body was content to lay on the ground, limp and trembling as Mike fucker her holes. All the strength she could muster was being devoted to staying tight for her little lord.
"You know, I was a bit skeptical."
SLAP!
SLAP!
Mike's heavy nuts slapped Luhwa's backside, causing the entire room to let out a sloppy groan as his multiple Force powered fuck-sticks bottomed out. Each slave had their stomach pressing against the floor as Mike continued, "You were very obedient like a well trained dog—"
"Hnnnggghhhnn!" Luhwa's claws gripped the floor, nearly tearing grooves into the sandstone as Mike started to pull out. Her cunt squirting like a hose as he nearly pulled her inside out.
"BUUUUT!"
SLAP!
Mike's balls smashed back against Luhwa's booty, "I didn't think you'd be so resilient! In a couple of weeks you might match mommy."
"Ahhhnnnggh!" cried Luhwa and the rest of the slaves joined her as Mike thrust deep. His fat tip punched the deepest parts of their insides. They could all feel his balls slap against their thighs as his cock pulsed, digging into their folds.
A big ear to ear grin appeared on Mike's face as he started to thrust, his hips going hard to dick out Luhwa's holes with incredible force, "Oh and I guess this group can be lent to the imperial army, they're decent but not quite up to the royal harem standard."
"Nnnnyyyh, mu-m-Mike!" cried Luhwa, nostrils flaring as she drooled, "I'm gonna die if you keep puh-p-pounding mmeeeeeh!"
"Oh relax, you'll be fine," Mike rolled his eyes as he thrust his meat balls deep, "you've already taken half a dozen loads, one more won't make that much of a difference."
"Hoooohhhnn!" Luhwa's eyes rolled up into her head as Mike bust a fat nut inside both her holes. He couldn't just fuck multiple partners but fill them all up too!
The sudden flood of Mike's cum made all the femboys squirm as their intestines were super saturated with Mike's seed. The resulting ropes of thick cum forced them to shoot another meek girl-gasm as they inflated to the point they looked pregnant. While Jill Ka received a double stuffing to Match Luhwa, her womb expanded to fit every single drop of Mike's hot cum and her new cum belly pressed against her tits and the tops of her thighs. She'd never been cumflated to the point of bursting but Mike did it easily and still had sperm to spare.
"Not bad sluts, you'll make a great cumdumpster division," exhaled Mike. He felt a sense of satisfaction in serving his subjects, a close second to the satisfaction he felt after dumping gallons of spunk into Luhwas' holes. He'd almost forgotten how fun it was to fuck his old owner and he could sense she felt the same way, even if she had too much pride to show it.
"Muh-Mike, I feel so full… Huuuuff, huuuuff, hnnngghhnn~" Luhwa sputtered, her voice sloppy as she took deep groaning breaths as she felt Mike start to pull out of her cunt.
"You'll get used to the feeling, sensei Shaak Ti can now spend hours inflated with my cum. Can even walk around right after a filling," exhaled Mike as his meat flopped out of Luhwa's gaping holes. Her pink pussy and cherry red asshole had been painted white and spewed tons of Mike's seed as he rested his shaft overtop her ass.
"Hnnnnooooohhnn," drooled Luhwa as she started to pass out. Her eyes watered as her tongue flopped out of her gaping Lizard maw. She barely heard Mike but assumed he said something else greatly concerning.
Mike walked around her huge booty, squatted down and gave her a pat on the head as he admired his work. An entire line of broken cumflated sex-toys all for him to enjoy. Their distended belly pressed against the floor and the "boys'' little dicklets still leaked little spurts of clear cum, twitching and broken. While their gaping assholes spilled out tons of Mike's cum, tightening and twitching as their muscles failed to re-tighten their ruined holes.
"Alright sluts, you've all got a couple minutes to recover," Mike scratched his stomach as he let out a loud yawn.
I wonder if this place has any decent food?" thought Mike as he turned to leave, his cock was still a bit swollen and flopped about with every step he took. Though before he left he felt something, something familiar yet different in subtle ways. It almost called to him from the back cells, which was strange because he was pretty sure he sensed they were empty, yet there was something there.
"Hmmmm, sometimes I feel like their training is making me a schizo," Mike sighed as he walked over to the back cells. The lights weren't even turned on and the back three were all empty, making Mike wonder if this "Force Sense'' thing was just a weird Jedi lie but tucked away in the corner was a pair of scantily dressed female slaves; a Twi'lek with dark blue skin and a Mirialan with yellowish-green complexion.
The Twi'lek was a very thick woman, well muscled arms and legs, and a toned midsection with subtle muscles which showed years of refinement. Yet it was her hips and tits which pushed her portions into the MILF category; extra wide hips that went past her shoulders and a pair of head sized jiggly breasts barely contained by the beige scrap of cloth covering her tits. Mike could see the outlines of her puffy nipples and the edges of her dark blue areolas sticking out the tops of the cloth. In more ways than one she reminded Mike of Shaak Ti
While the Mirialan reminded Mike of Ahsoka, a very curvy fit young woman. Her body was just showing signs of the first few years of rigorous training, every inch of her body was well defined and curvy. She almost looked tomboyish with the little bit of spiky black hair she had but her perky little C-cups tightly wrapped by brown cloth, tight hips and perfect heart shaped booty reminded Mike that she was a girl.
The pair had their heads down but quickly perked up when they saw Mike let down the shield. Two gazes of furious defiance were immediately smothered by embarrassment as they saw Mike's cock swing between his legs as he stepped inside. His little cheeks rosy as he laughed, "Holy shit, sensei was right."
"W-W-We're not for sale, kid," sputtered the Mirialan.
"Hmmm, I'm not sure you're the one who gets to decide that~"
"If our captor has sent you here to amuse yourself then take me." interjected the Twi'lek
"Aayla no—"
"Shhhh, hush child, you're untrained and won't be able to satisfy but I can promise this young man a good time if he leaves you alone," cooed Aayla, her gaze softening as she looked up at Mike.
"Hehe, I doubt your training accounted for my size Twi'lek," Mike slapped his cock down the center of Aayla's face.
"Hnnnngggh, buh-brat," she sputtered underneath her breath, trying to keep her composure but something about this kid had her head spinning. Just a "simple" touch was enough to make her shudder, her pussy pulsing as she shivered under his force.
"But I think you've received some special training if you can hide your presence from me and Aayla…" Mike paused as he looked at the Mirialan and smiled, "Barris, huh I wonder if you know—"
"How do you know my name!" Barris' expression became sallow, she didn't even notice an attempt to read her mind but somehow this boy did it without her noticing~
"Hehe, you must be a padawan," Mike smiled as he rubbed his cock against Aayla's cheeks
"Nhhnn, nuh-not quite but close enough," muttered Aayla, unsure how much she should tell this bratty, yet mystic boy. He didn't feel like a sith beyond the overbearing aura of dominance he naturally exuded but beneath it was something strangely familiar. She instinctively reached out to it, probing deeper, much to Mike's displeasure.
"Hey!"
"Uhhhhgggnn!" Aayla let out a low groan as Mike rubbed his cock over her face, smearing his sweat and the leftover cum onto her cheeks.
"No using those Jedi mind tricks on me," Mike gave Aayla an annoyed pout as he abused her cheeks with his cock, literally slapping her silly.
"Hnnnggh, f-fu-fine!" she groaned, "juh-just stop—hnnggghh!"
Mike pressed the underside of his cock against Aayla's nose, scrunching it up as he teased, "now be a good little Jedi and put those lips to good use or I'll have to punish you~"
"Bastard! We we'll never surrender," spat Barris, hocking a lugi at Mike's feet, "sell us out ot the Empire for credits you Sith scum—uhhhhgghh!"
SLAP!
"I don't need money you stupid bitch," Mike spat as he cock slapped Barris across her face, knocking the air out of her lungs. Aayla was surprised to see a boy capable of moving so quickly.
He was clearly annoyed as he continued his assault on Barri's face, "And I am not a Jedi or a fucking Sith, got it you dumb bitch?"
"Uhhhaaaahhhnaa!"
SLAP!
SLAP!
Mike beat Barris' cheeks until they were flush, her expression dull and drooling, she'd been forced to snort a little too much of his musk and it was taking its toll. Barris had no experience with the sexual and got a raw, brutal hit of shota cock musk as he slapped her over and over again. Every single breath she took caused her pussy to throb, screaming at her to indulge for the first time in her entire life.
"What I want are some new fuckholes," Miek waved his hand, breaking the shackles around Barris' wrists. The metal snapped and fell to the floor as he spat, "and you two look like prime pieces of bleached meat."
"Hnnnoooo, w-wu-what are you–Hnnngghh, snoooort~"
Mike force pulled Barris' face directly into his heavy nuts, forcing the inexperienced padawan to get a heavy hit of his musk. He laughed to himself as Aayla shouted at him, "Stop it, she's just a girl~"
"She's a little musk slut," spat Miek as he grabbed Barris' hair and pulled her face out of his nuts, a smile creeping across his face, "Aren't you, ball bitch?"
"Hnnnhh—haaahhngh," Barris drooled, her tongue flopping out of her mouth as her eyes fluttered.
Aayla strained, raging against her bonds as she let out a concerned cry, "What did you do to Barris?!"
"I didn't use the Force if that's what ya mean~" Mike let out a little giggle as he shoved her face back into his heavy nuts. Barris' nose pressed between his sack and his shaft rested on his head. She took a big inhale before snorting Mike's balls like a pig.
"Snoooort, snoooort, snooooort~"
"See, I barely gotta keep a grip on her," he continued letting go of Barris' head, "she's an all natural white cock addict, just like the majority of you non-human slave sluts."
"Barris…" Aayla trembled as she watched Barri's eye peek from Mike's nuts, her lips soaking with spit as she tried to speak.
"Hnnngh, uuh-aalya~" Barris let out a guttural groan as she licked Mike's sack, "ehh, I fuh-feeel guuuud~"
"That's a good little whore," he grunted as Barris' tongue tickled him, "just let your brain melt and let Mike make you into a half decent cock polisher."
Aayla winced as she watched her once prudish padawan start huffing Mike's sack like a cum addicted whore. Her thick green lips pressed against his smooth nuts, sucking up his sweat as his fat shaft leaked pre-cum over her back, making the Jedi shiver. The cell filled with the sound of her sloppy worship. She couldn't help herself, her fingers darted beneath her loincloth and started fingering her soaking green muff.
"Hnnngghh, yeeeessh~" Barris groaned as she squirted over the floor, drenching the area between her legs with her pussy juice.
"Please stop!" shouted Aayla as she watched Barris cum, she could sense the padawan's mind breaking under Mike's heavy white cock and she couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
"Hmmmm?" said Mike as he looked over his shoulder.
"You can do it with me, just please stop abusing—"
"Hnnggghh, cuuuummsh," drooled Barris, unable to control her groans as she happily sucked Mike's nuts and gooned away whatever precious pride she had left.
"P-puh-please! You can do whatever you want to my body. I can take it unlike Barris," shouted Aayla.
"Uh-hun, not enough," said Mike, grinning as he pulled Barris' head back and pressed his tip against her lips. An action that thrilled Barris.
"Mwaaah, mwaaah, mmwwwwwaaaah~" She planted kisses all along Mike's cock before stopping at his cock where, where she happily slurped up his precum as her tongue tickled his urethra. The naughty taste set her brain on fire and she felt so close to squirting her brains out with each sloppy lick.
"Brat what do you—"
"I want you to offer more or at the very least beg a bit better," Mike continued, paying very little attention to Barris.
"Hhnnnnggh, but—"
"And you better hurry up, this bitches brains are about to fry but I kinda like her," said Mike as he watched Barri's swirl her tongue around his tip, "I might start fucking her and not know when to stop!"
"Wait!" Aayla lurched forward, nearly pulling her chains from the wall as she sputtered, "Free me and I will drain your cock dry. I won't faint like the whores in the other cells, I'll make sure to satisfy your cock so long as you don't shove it in Barris, deal?"
Mike rubbed his chin, "and how do I know you're telling the truth?"
"I swear on my honor as a Jedi."
"Good enough for me," Mike pulled his cock away from Barris who slumped forward on the ground, her pussy pulsing as she drooled on the floor. All strength had left her body, Mike had reduced her to a limp drooling fucksleeve in just a couple minutes and Aayla wondered if she'd be able to handle this kid.
"Here let me get you into a proper position."
"Aaaahhhn!" Aayla let out a high pitched scream as the manacles around her wrists were broken and she was immediately lifted up by Mike.
"Hnnooooohhnn, w-whu-what are you?" sputtered Aayla as she was manhandled by the boy's Force power but didn't resist for fear of what might happen to nearly broken Barris.
"Just some kid with a big dick–"
Mike grabbed Aayla's legs and lifted her hips up, displaying surprising strength as he slapped his cock against Aayla's cunt. She shuddered, shivering as his fat cock ground against her gaping slit. The feeling made her brain melt, all those Jedi techniques for fortifying one's mind against outside influence failed in the wake of Mike's teasing and yet Aalya didn't hate it.
There was a sudden feeling of euphoria that spread through Aayla's body as Mike's shaft pressed against her clit. It was like she was cumming but this was different, more primal and animalistic. Almost like Aalya was submitting to Mike: mind, body and soul, and this feeling was the reward. The sensation made Aayla wonder if those old Twi'lek tails of fertility gods were real and perhaps this boy, Mike, was one in disguise.
"Don't zone out yet," cheered Mike almost giddy as he pressed his tip against Aayla's slit, keeping an iron-like grip on her thighs, "or you'll miss your apprentices' graduation!"
Aayla panted as she looked to her right, Barris was bent over; face down and ass up. Her eyes were empty save the hazy hint of lust as Mike showed her an all new application of the force, a perfect copy of his cock pressed against Barris' slit, causing the poor padawan to let out a strained groan as her pussy lips were spread apart by Mike's power.
"No! You're not supposed to—hhnnggh!"
"Reeeelax!" Mike clenched his teeth as he sunk his cock deep into Aayla's cunt, stretching out her walls to their physical limits. Aayla thought she might burst as Mike's tip poked her womb's entrance, yet somehow she managed to stay conscious.
"I promised not to churn up her guts with my fat white cock and I kept my word. My cock is in you
"Buh-brat I knew you wouldn't ghhuuggh, ku-keep your wuuuuhhrrdd," Aayla's tongue flopped out of her mouth as Mike's tip bulged her womb, beating her very deepest point without much trying.
"Of course I did, my real cock is currently making your brain go pop–" Mike looked over his shoulder at Barris who was being fucked at the same pace. Her virgin pussy slowly being re-moulded into a sloppy fuckhole that would only respond to white human dick.
With every inch sunk Mike could see her squirt, her body shivering like she was about to seize but Barris somehow stayed awake during the ordeal.
"What's in Barris is just a little extension of my sexual prowess, nothing tangible." Miek pulled back and slammed back inside Aayla's pussy as he spat, "so it doesn't count silly!"
"Hnnnnght, fuuuussh," Drooled Aayla as Mike started pounding her pussy like a damned Gamorrean! He kept a vice grip on her thighs, keeping her legs spread and womb thoroughly beaten. Every single thrust gut churning yet absolutely incredible.
"Eeehhnn, eeehhng-gu-guuhnna, cuuummsh!" Aayla wheezed the air leaving her lungs as she came for the first time in possibly her entire life. The shocks to her brain sent tingles over the surface of her skin as her cunt clamped down like a vice.
"Huh, just like sensei," muttered Mike as he kept thrusting, pushing his body weight down on Aayla with every single thrust.
Aayla could feel her mind bending as this forbidden pleasure rattled her brain. The feeling was all consuming, her body wanted this white kid's massive cock to ruin her insides. Ruin her for all those limped dicked Twi'lek faggots and sissy alien boys. They weren't man enough, not like Mike who could easily milk orgasms out of her without even trying. All the perverted tattoos covering her former captor now all made so much sense and Aayla wondered if she could get a bit of ink too.
"Not bad bitch, I'm really pounding you hard," teashed Mike as he leaked a nasty glob of pre-cum directly into Aayla's womb.
"Hhhnnnee, tuh-toooo hoowwt," she drooled.
"Maybe you will manage to satisfy me," Mike looked over at the limp piece of bleached fuckmeat that used to be Barris: limp, drooling and broken. A puddle of pussy juices had formed between her legs as Mike's Force churned up her pussy, utterly ruining her for males of her own race; not that she'd ever fuck a Mirialan, especially not after today.
"Nyyhhhooo," cried Aayla as she grabbed Mike's arms, "don't look, mmmngh~ Duh-don't look at her, fuck me!"
"Aw poor Twi'lek, you must've been incredibly repressed," grunted Mike as he started rutting deep inside her cunt, his cock spewing tons of pre-cum. He was so close to filling Aayla like a cheap dummy mare.
"Nhhhnnngggh, d-duh-don't hold back, dump that thick kiddie load in my cunt!" cried Aalya as tears of joy streamed down the corners of her face.
"Alright, alright, no need to mewl so much," Mike let out a grunt as he continued, "I was about to cum anyways. Enjoy getting your womb bleached~"
Mike let out a satisfied hum as Aayla's walls clamped down on his cock hard, practically sucking the cum out of his cock as he started dumping his hot nut jelly into her baby box. Aayla's sexual experience was limited but nothing she'd ever seen or experienced compared to the sloshing superiority of Mike's fat load. It saturated every inch of her womb, filling Aayla up to her fallopian tubes, where his aggressive human sperm was no doubt trying to rape as many of her eggs as possible.
"Hoooohhnn, khh-knock meeh uhhhppsh!" Aayla cried though sloppy lips, her tongue falling out of her mouth. She knew Twi'leks and humans could be compatible but as she saw her stomach distend she desperately hoped it was true.
"Fuck you Jedi are something else, so prudish but some of the hungriest white cock whores on Zygerria," grunted Mike as he popped hiscock out of Aayla's cunt, leaving her insides packed to bursting with his genetic sludge.
"I wonder if Shaak Ti will be surprised?" he continued looking down at Aayla, "at the very least she'll be proud to see her fellow Jedi acting a little honest."
"Heehhnnn, yuh-you're perfect, ah-a mericle–hnngghh!" Aayla's legs trembled as Mike's seed spewed out of her cunt, erupting like a little geyser before spilling onto her stomach and tits. The underside of Aayla's tits was quickly glazed by Mike's thick seed as he rested his cock between her legs. Large ropes of his thick cum slopped off the underside of his shaft as he moved, dripping on Aayla's face, she quickly sucked them down.
"Mmmmmnnn, and you taste so good, Mike~" Mewled Aayla, struggling to chew the thick ropes of leftover spunk that dripped down onto her thick blue lips. This boy was insanely virile like the Force spawned something capable of breeding everything in the galaxy that could move.
"I'll take that as a yes!"
"Hnngghhaaaa, suuhh-goood~" drooled Aayla, her eyes crossed as Mik's prick invaded her asshole, stretching her anal interior to their limits. While forcing Mike's prior load out of her cunt as her body stretched and muscles contracted to make room for Mike's meat.
"I'll focus on training you for the time being," Mike looked over his shoulder at Barris who was brain broken and drooling like an invalid. Face down and ass up, she hadn't changed position once since Mike started to use her cunt. Her eyes were glassed over, tearing up as her slack maw drooled onto the dusty floor, while her poor gaping green slit skewed out Mike's seed. It pooled on the floor between her legs as her body twitched as shocks of pleasure melted her brain.
"Barris doesn't have much stamina but she reminds me a bit of Ahsoka, so she'll probably learn how to handle cock quickly," continued Mike as his real cock started to prod the depths of Aayla's bowels.
"Oooohhhnn—mmmnn,Ah-Ahsoka too~" mewled Aayla, squirted as she sputtered, "How many Jedi have you made your fucktoys!"
"I don't know like seven or eight force users," grunted Mike as he started moving faster, "more or less depending on how you count the night sisters!"
"Hnnnggghh!"
"But I don't really count," he chuckled as he watched his cock distend Aayla's belly.
"Mmmm, suh-smug little boy, with your big white dick-" Aayla wrapped her legs around Mike's back, forcing more of his massive meat into her anus as she declared, "The Jedi might be gone, mmmm-maaaybe even forever—"
Her voice grew sloppier with every words spoken, her tight tummy bulging to take Mike's cock as she proclaimed, "Buh-but I swear on my pride as a Jedi Knight to serve you until the day I die, to defend you and vanquish your en-meeehyyyssh!"
Aayla's tongue flopped out of her mouth just in time to catch a large jet of cum that was forced from her cunt. It pooled in her mouth, splattering over her lips as Mike laughed, "I'm not interested in that shit but I'll let you help Shaak Ti teach me the force and stuff, and if you can stand up to mother I'll even let you sleep in my chambers, deal?"
"Yeeeeessh, muuuhh gooodssh," Aayla gargled with a mouth full of cum, her body nearly breaking under the weight of Mike's superhumanly heavy thrusts. It felt like his little body would crush her any moment but this was how she liked it, being used as a human boy's stupid cumdumpster was the greatest feeling in the universe and she prayed that Mike would use her thoroughly for the rest of her whorish new life.
"Good, now great ready," Mike groaned, "I got another load for you and I expect you not to mass out."
"Nnnngghhhrrrr!" gurgled Aayla as she thought, yes my god, bless me with your seed!