Imperial Tribute | By : Red_Anticius Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 2753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s Note: The Ugnaught character is a nod to one of Shabby Blue’s old stories, “The Bespin Experiment”.
Chapter 2: Subjugated Pilot
*SPLASH!*
*cough* “Wha-?” *sputter* *cough*
A bucket of cold water was dumped on Lieutenant Feeley’s head, pulling her from the merciful peace of unconsciousness. The pilot’s head was swimming as she tried to get her bearings. Blinking the water from her eyes, she was alarmed at what she saw.
She was still in the middle of Harra’s stronghold, but now the pilot was strapped into some kind of depraved black leather bondage chair. Her naked body rested on the chair’s back which was reclined at a 60-degree angle. Her wrists were securely shackled behind her head on the chair’s headrest. Thick leather straps fastened her legs to leg stirrups that were positioned so that her thighs were spread uncomfortably wide apart. This had the effect of crudely displaying her intimate parts for all to see. Further straps ran above her breasts and over her tummy to restrict her movements even more.
Before she could process anything else, the Ugnaught from earlier brought a syringe over to the bound pilot and methodically injected the nefarious contents into her arm.
“Ow! What have you done to me?” she demanded.
“You have been injected with a formula called Aphoria,” Harra explained patiently. “It is a remarkably potent aphrodisiac that is outlawed within the galactic core and difficult to get your hands on even out here. A small dose of it can enhance the female response to great effect and enable the best sex of your life. The large dose you just received will increase your libido and sensitivity tenfold, and in all likelihood drive you to madness from overwhelming pleasure. On the bright side, it will perhaps make the coming hours of defilement and exploitation slightly more tolerable. You should thank me for the gift—a single vial cost more than your squadron’s paltry tribute.”
“You think you can intimidate me with a mere drug? It will take more than that to break me,” Lieutenant Feeley said with more courage than she felt. Already, the drug was having an effect on her. She could feel her body warming up as it flowed through her veins and enflamed her passion. A rosy blush spread across her skin and she noticed herself breathing harder, even just sitting there doing nothing. Slight tremors soon began running through her body as her pussy began to feel increasingly hot.
The stout Ugnaught that administered the aphrodisiac walked between the pilot’s open legs and inserted a finger into her intimate depths.
“Huhh!” the pilot groaned despite herself. “Don’t touch me, you bastard!”
The porcine humanoid retracted his finger and held it in the light for all to examine.
“The drug has begun to take effect,” he told Harra. “Already her slutty juices are flowing shamelessly from her cunt. Indeed, even her nasty asshole is reacting. I can see it spasm vulgarly. This bitch’s sinful body is responding even better than expected. She must be a natural whore.”
Lieutenant Feeley's face burned with shame at the lewd descriptions of her most secret parts. The crowd loved it, and hurled crude insults about her alleged wantonness at the fuming pilot. Yet she could come up with no retort to their verbal abuse. She was too focused on trying to resist the evil drug's effects on her mind and body.
There was no denying the truth in the Ugnaught's words. The lieutenant could clearly feel her essence flow down her ass crack and create a puddle on the leather chair seat. She was already a little turned on from the masturbation show she put on earlier. Now under the power of the drug, she was wetter than she had ever been before.
The Ugnaught pulled out a large box from his bag and put it next to the bondage chair. Harra simply ordered him to proceed. The diminutive alien's name was Snarr. He normally worked in Bespin's Cloud City, but was currently acting as Harra's chief technician. In addition to his technical acumen, he had spent some time working in Cloud City's so-called pleasure chambers, where he learned how to manipulate female bodies using unique technology. That meant he was often relied upon to be Harra's pleasure slave trainer as well.
The box was a neuromuscular electrical stimulation device that had been designed specifically to tame the most stubborn pleasure slaves. Lieutenant Feeley had seen similar devices before in Navy hospitals, but knew the Ugnaught had decidedly non-medical applications in mind.
The pilot gasped as Snarr applied cold electroconductive gel to her nipples before placing electrode pads on them. He did the same to both sides of her abs, inner thighs, and buttocks. In total, eight electrodes were placed on key areas of the woman's body for maximum erotic stimulation.
Snarr pushed a button on the electrostim device and it hummed to life. Lieutenant Feeley felt pulsing electric stimulation coursing through her naked body. With her sensitivity dialed up to incredible levels by the drug, the electrifying sensations felt exquisite and immediately drove her to the edge of climax. Only her impressive willpower stopped her from cumming instantly to the unique stimulation.
Lieutenant Feeley, commissioned officer of the Imperial Navy, could not allow herself to be seen cumming undone from the efforts of this perverted Ugnaught. Unfortunately, keeping her orgasm at bay took all her concentration. She would never admit it, but the drug was making the mild electric current feel amazing. The pilot used every trick of mental and physical resistance she knew to fight the drug-induced arousal that now assaulted her body.
"Uhhnn! Stop it, you sick freak! Ohhh! Huuhhhnn!" she moaned reluctantly.
Snarr didn't seem to mind. The more his subjects tried to fight him, the more satisfying it was when they eventually fell to the undeniable pleasure. Already, he could see the telltale signs of a woman reaching her limits.
The lieutenant's entire body was braced against the unwanted pleasure. Her hands balled up in small fists, her shapely calves clenched, and her cute painted toes curled tightly. Sweat poured liberally down her body as a result of her exertions. Her hair was plastered to her petty face as she thrashed her head back and forth with her eyes squeezed shut.
"Huhhh! Damn you! Ohhh! Uhhnn!"
More moans came unbidden to her lips as Snarr expertly adjusted the power and frequency of the electrostim to best titillate his subject. He settled on a combination of settings that made her back arch, her thighs quake, and her heaving tits judder deliciously.
The pilot was subjected to this for ten minutes. During that time, she was constantly on the brink of orgasm. Despite her best efforts, the two-pronged attack of aphrodisiac and electrostim was steadily chipping away at her resistance.
"The bitch is trying not to orgasm," Snarr noted to everyone's amusement. He took out a large ribbed vibrator with countless studs along its length. "But she can't help herself. A body like this was made for fucking. I will make her cum now."
"Go fuck yoursel- Uuunngghh!" the pilot cried out as she felt Snarr begin inserting the vibrator. The electrostim had primed her body such that any penetrative stimulation was beyond the limits of her endurance. When Snarr turned the vibrator on and began working it inside her love tunnel with surprising precision, there was nothing the bound woman could do to stop the inevitable.
"Noooooooo! You're going to make me- Hhhnnnnngghhh!" Lieutenant Feeley let out a vociferous moan of defeat that announced her full-body orgasm to the entire room. Every part of her trembled and shook within the bondage chair's restraints as the long overdue climax washed over her. Her hips bucked wildly, causing her to uncontrollably fuck herself against the vibrator Snarr held inside her. Moreover, by denying the pleasure for so long, she was rapidly pushed to a second consecutive orgasm.
"Ohhh! Oh shit, not again! C-Cumming! Huuunnngghh!" she cried out as her voluptuous 28-year-old body was rocked by another toe-curling orgasm. She quivered and thrashed in the epic throes of her multiple orgasms, causing the entire chair to shake. To her shock, she felt herself squirting her juices all over the chair and her Ugnaught rapist. She had never been a squirter before, so this was an unanticipated new experience for her overstimulated body. This only further encouraged Snarr, who pressed the attack.
"Stop it, not again! I can't anymore! Ahhh! Ohhh! Ohmigod! Oh fuck! Huuuuhhhhhnnn!" moaned the pilot wantonly as the vibrator drove her hypersensitive sex to a third squirting orgasm. The heady aroma of her plentiful juices now hung noticeably in the air of the room.
"You will soon learn that your body is capable of remarkable feats of depravity, all of which you will perform for us," Harra chuckled in response. True to her word, she had Snarr extract three more screaming orgasms from the pilot. Her body shuddered violently each time a drug-enhanced climax ripped through her. After her sixth orgasm, even Snarr had to admit she was probably at her biological limit. She stopped squirting finally, her body having already expelled voluminous amounts of her pussy nectar.
To her relief, the Ugnaught pulled the vibrator from her soaking depths for a moment. Unfortunately, this was only so that he could attach it to the electrostim device. Apparently the vibrator could double as another electrode. Snarr thrust the now plugged-in vibrator back into her pussy. Upon full insertion, the vibrator sent an electric pulse into the pilot's pussy, triggering rhythmic contractions of her vaginal muscles. To Lieutenant Feeley, these electrically induced spasms felt just as intense as a natural orgasm.
*BZZZT!*
"Uuunngghh! Please, let me rest!" the pilot begged piteously while breathing so hard she was almost hyperventilating from the artificial climax.
As the convulsions in her pussy were dying down, the electrode vibrator buzzed her again, sparking another body-shocking orgasm. Snarr had set the vibrator to jolt her love canal once every 30 seconds. As a result, just when she was coming down from the high of one orgasm, an electric pulse sent her vaginal muscles into renewed fits of contractions.
*BZZZT!*
"Hhhhnnghh! Ohmigod! Ohmigod! What have you done to me?! Ohhhh shit, c-cumming again! Shit!"
*BZZZT!*
"Uuunnnghh! Please forgive me mistress! Ahhh! Mercy! Please don't make me cum anymore!"
*BZZZT!*
"Nnnnggaaahh! I'll do anything! Just make it stop! Ohmigod! You can whip my asshole! Ohhh! Please mistress!"
This went in for another 20 minutes, with the pilot being forced to cum at least 40 more times. For her, it seemed like an eternity. By the time Snarr removed the vibrator from her pussy again, the lieutenant was a mess of a woman. Her eyes had a crazed look in them and her tongue lolled out of her mouth, drool dripping from the corner of her lips. Even after removing the vibrator, the tremors in her sex refused to entirely abate.
"Oooh, yes, th-thank you," she whimpered weakly. Then she saw the Ugnaught produce four more electrode pads and start connecting them to the estim device. "W-Wait, what are you doing now? Stop it! Huuhh!"
Snarr ignored her question and inserted the pads one by one into the pilot's asshole.
"Her sphincter is as tight as a vise. The prudish bitch might even be an anal virgin, although she won't be for long," Snarr chuckled with encouragement from the crowd. He forced the last two electrodes inside her dark hole with some effort. "A few minutes of estim in her asshole should loosen her up nicely. Before long we'll have her sphincter trained as if she'd been an anal queen for years."
Snarr fiddled with the estim device controls and set the anal electrodes to go off once every ten seconds. Believing the pilot's body to be appropriately primed for it, he then increased the strength of the current to maximum.
"Please, no, I already surrendered, you don't have to--"
*BZZ-BZZ-BZZ-BZZZZZT!*
"UNGH!"
Her body was shocked into a powerful anally induced climax. She could feel the spasms deep inside her ass canal as her anal muscles reacted to the jolts. Snarr watched as her asshole spasmed obscenely, clenching and unclenching repeatedly in rhythm with the electrical pulses.
"P-Please stop this, I can't take it!"
*BZZ-BZZ-BZZ-BZZZZZT!*
"UUNGHH!"
The electrodes in her ass shocked her with mechanical regularity every 10 seconds, giving the pilot no chance to recover between each forced orgasm. Her asshole pulsed uncontrollably whenever the shocks hit her, sending the lieutenant into a series of continuous anal contractions.
"Awwwww shit, my ass!"
*BZZ-BZZ-BZZ-BZZZZZT!*
"UUUUNNGGGHH!"
Her lithe back arched, her cute toes flexed, and her long legs stiffened as another unwanted anal climax hit her. Her mouth hung open in a perfect 'o' shape as her body convulsed in electric pleasure. Lieutenant Feeley's eyes rolled back into her head as her asshole spasmed even harder.
"My ass! No, it's too much! God, oh shit, I can't!"
*BZZ-BZZ-BZZ-BZZZZT!*
"UUUUUNGGHHH!"
Lieutenant Feeley's relatively inexperienced asshole was getting a crash course in anal pleasure. The Ugnaught started getting worried her pulsing dark hole would damage the electrodes. Normally the subject would be sufficiently worn out by now that they couldn't squeeze as hard, but the pilot's young, strong anal muscles continued to clench tightly, forced to react by the electrostim.
"I was wrong! About everything! Please, I'm so sorry, forgive me!"
*BZZ-BZZ-BZZ-BZZZZZT!*
"UUUUUUUNNNNGGGHH!"
She felt like her mind was melting away. There was no respite from the constant jolts that sent shock waves of pleasure radiating from her dark orifice. The drug, the electrostim, her ass... This was more than anyone could take.
After 10 long minutes of this, she was covered with sweat, her face was red, her eyes were glazed over, and her asshole was still twitching madly. As her muscles were forced to contract in yet another artificial orgasm, she realized what she had to do survive.
"Ohhh fuck, my ass feels so good! Make me your anal whore!"
*BZZ-BZZ-BZZ-BZZZZZT!*
"UUUUUNGGHH! Yessssss, you're making me cum like a bitch! "
*BZZ-BZZ-BZZ-BZZZZZT!*
"HHAAAAAHHHH! Train my sinful ass to serve you! It feels so good to cum for you!"
*BZZ-BZZ-BZZ-BZZZZZT!*
"OHHHHHHHH! You're making my asshole twitch so much! I'll be your anal slut forever!"
Snarr was pleased with her change in demeanor, but still wasn't done with her. After all, her apparent capitulation into a raving fuck slave could just be another act. Moreover, for Snarr, there was nothing quite like the sight of a beautiful woman writhing in rapture. No need to cut that short.
He continued shocking her asshole for another 10 minutes straight after that, until even her athletic body was starting to give out. Each shock still triggered vigorous spasms in her backdoor, but the tremors were noticeably weaker than when she started.
Eventually, the Ugnaught was satisfied in the belief that the Imperial bitch had really learned her new place in life, and the consequences of defying Harra. Her continued babbling about being their anal fuck toy ultimately convinced the skilled slave trainer. Snarr turned to the crime boss and reported clinically.
"The Imperial whore has been broken in adequately, my lady. Her ass, pussy, and mind have been trained to the appropriate levels of obedience. Any more may cause permanent damage. I recommend we end her training here, at least for today."
Harra smiled in satisfaction and replied, "Good. Let us see just how much she's fallen."
Snarr shut down the device and began taking the electrodes off Lieutenant Feeley's body one by one. The pilot's overstimulated body collapsed into the chair in exhaustion. She gasped audibly and her thighs shuddered as he started removing the ones in her asshole.
"Uhhhnn..." she moaned softly and her sphincter spasmed each time an electrode was pulled out of her. After the third one, she felt some alarm when Snarr left the final electrode inside her and moved away.
"Wait, what about-"
*SLAP!*
The Ugnaught struck the human harshly with an open palm.
"Slaves do not question their betters," he chided derisively.
"Y-Yes, of course sir," the defeated Imperial replied demurely. She then turned her face to the imposing Hutt. "And thank you mistress for your mercy."
"Don't thank me yet," Harra chuckled. "We still need to test your new found obedience. You will service my court throughout the rest of tonight until they are satisfied with your performance."
"No, please mistress, I need to rest, just let me-"
"You will serve or you will continue your training, that at least is up to you," her captor interrupted.
"I... I will serve," the pilot stammered, terrified of another round of electrostim training. She lowered her eyes in shame and dejection as Snarr started unbuckling the straps that held her to the chair.
"Use her well," Harra ordered her subordinates. "She may seem subjugated now, but we must cement her submission by utterly crushing her will. And remember pet, any resistance and we will go back to shocking your ass until you faint"
After issuing that ominous threat, the crime lady turned her dias around and left the main chamber, leaving Lieutenant Feeley alone with the denizens of the Hutt's malicious court. Immediately, one precocious Voldran guard ran up to the lieutenant's chair and forced himself between her legs.
"Please sir, go slow, I can't- Uunngghh!"
Lieutenant Feeley's plea was cut short as the alien ruthlessly sheathed himself within her recently abused backdoor and started thrusting.
"How does the bitch's ruined ass feel after all that?" Someone behind him asked.
"Loose and weak like a cheap whore's!" the guard answered back to the crowd's amusement.
"Here, if she's not putting out, you can use this," Snarr said as he passed the guard a controller. "Go ahead and give the bitch what she deserves."
"Thanks. You know whore, that was my brother you killed earlier when you tried your stupid escape plan. I'll make sure you pay dearly for that," the rutting Voldran said before pressing the big red button on the controller Snarr gave him.
*BZZZT!*
"UUNNGGH!"
The last electrode still inside the pilot's ass fired to life and shocked her while she was getting fucked, causing her ass canal to pulse vigorously again. For his part, since the contact side of electrode was facing away from his cock, the guard only felt a pleasant tingling sensation from the shock. This was delightfully augmented by the lieutenant's ass as it was forced to milk the invader.
"There we go, that's a bit better. Just takes a little encouragement for her to tighten up I guess," the guard chuckled. "Let's try that again."
"Wait, please, you don't have to-"
*BZZZT!*
"UUNNGGH!"
Lieutenant Feeley's rectal muscles contacted around the alien cock once more, providing exquisite pressure for her rapist. The Voldran guard smirked and increased his tempo, fucking her ass harder.
"Are you enjoying this as much as me?" he asked sarcastically.
"Ahhhnn! P-Please, no more, I beg you," she pleaded pitifully.
"So up your game and milk me yourself you lazy slut," the guard replied cruelly. Having no choice, Lieutenant Feeley wrapped her legs around her rapist's waist, hooked her ankles behind his back, and started bucking against him in tandem to his thrusts.
"There we go, show some of that enthusiasm," someone jeered from the crowd.
As tired as she was, the pilot started engaging her ass muscles so that she could better milk the Vodran's cock, trying her best to satisfy him so he wouldn't feel the need to shock her. She worked her ass dutifully, squeezing him tightly and rhythmically, despite the exhaustion she felt.
"Uhhnn! Is that more to your liking sir? Ahhh! Ohhh! Fuck my ass!" she cried, egging him on in hopes of ending this sooner.
The guard laughed and grabbed a handful of her plump tits. "Ya, that's better, you dumb slut. I knew you were good for something."
Her sweaty body gleamed in the room's lighting as her lithe frame bucked up against the guard. She put one hand behind his neck and planted the other next to herself on the chair to anchor her laboring body. Using this leverage, she ground her ass even harder onto the guard's cock.
"Ahhh! Your cock feels so good in my ass! Ohhh! Don't stop!" Lieutenant Feeley said as she played up her role. Her lusty body trembled with every thrust, her tits jiggling in his hands, and her pussy leaking her juices all over her assailant. Watching the stunning Imperial officer's immaculate body get anally reamed by his tool was having the intended effect on the guard. After a few more minutes of thrusting, he was at his limit.
Just then, Snarr injected another dose of Aphoria into the human's arm.
"No, not again!" she wailed as her body immediately began feeling even hotter and her holes began squeezing even harder.
"Trust me, this will make the night easier," the Ugnaught replied calmly.
Her body's reaction to another dose of the devilish aphrodisiac caused her to clamp down on the Vodran guard's member like a vice, bringing him over the edge. As a final act of cruel vengeance, he held down the button on the electrostim controller for the ten seconds it took for him to finish getting off, jolting the human's asshole with a continuous flow of sexually-charged voltage.
*BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTT!*
"UUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH!!"
Lieutenant Feeley's asshole spasmed crazily as her body was overwhelmed by another body-rocking climax. Her back arched, her thighs quaked, her belly twitched, and her slender toes flexed as her already sensitive body was pushed beyond her limits. She shuddered her way through wave after wave of anal pleasure so intense her vision went white and her mind blanked out. Her pulsing pussy squirted more of her nectar on the malicious guard as her ass underwent rapid contractions around his cock. She was utterly overwhelmed by the power of her aphrodisiac and electrostim enhanced orgasm.
The Vodran shot his load deep inside her still spasming bowels, extremely satisfied with her comeuppance. He pulled out of her unceremoniously, a trail of cum connecting his deflating member to the cream pie he left in her ass.
The pilot's ass had been so thoroughly worn out at this point that she had lost all semblance of control over her body. As her rapist pulled out of her, the conquered Imperial officer's loosening asshole let out a loud, wet, and completely humiliating fart, causing some of the alien's thick load to shoot out of her. Her cheeks burned red from shame as everyone stared at her gaping asshole and the unmistakable evidence of her lewd anal climax.
"Awwwww, my ass... Forgive me, sir, I... I can't help it," she said softly, fearful they would punish her more for not being more disciplined. That drew another round of laughter from the group.
"Perhaps she needs more training," someone joked.
"No, please, you don't need to! Please, let me show you, I can satisfy you," the desperate pilot begged.
Harra's henchmen made her live up to that statement that night. Another guard soon took the previous one's place. He forced her to turn around and positioned her doggystyle on the chair before entering her ass from behind. He ordered her to masturbate herself while he fucked her asshole, demanding she squeeze him tight or risk being shocked into doing so.
Another got in front of her and shoved his cock into her mouth, ruthlessly skullfucking the redhead. The crowd had let the first Vodran have his turn alone due to the death of his brother, but now that he was done, all bets were off and they double and triple teamed the Imperial officer savagely. Lieutenant Feeley's alien gangbang would last well into the late hours of the night.
Her mouth, pussy, and ass were all used thoroughly by her tormentors. Despite the intensity of the sexual abuse her body was subjected to, the drug ensured she was insatiably horny and her orgasms would come easily and frequently. They took her in all different positions and combinations, raping her in every possible way.
The particularly cruel members of the group also made ample use of the one electrostim pad still in her ass, shocking her asshole mercilessly to maximize their own pleasure. She tried her best to avoid this by actively working her ass on their cocks to appease them. But some just wanted to watch their new fuck slave twitch and squirm, blasting her ass with prolonged periods of electrostim just for fun and making the pilot's overheated body pass out from the debauchery. When that happened, they quickly woke her up and continued her debasement.
*BZZZT!*
"UUUUNNGGH!"
*BZZZT!*
"Oohhh shit, my ass!"
*BZZZT!*
"AHHH! PLEASE! NO MORE!"
"Damn her tight asshole feels good!"
*BZZZT!*
"AHHH! UUUUUUUNNNNNNHHHH!"
“Keep shocking the bitch, it makes her even tighter!”
*BZZZT!*
"No more, oh please, no more, my ass! Please, you're breaking me!"
*BZZZT!*
"You can stop now! I'm your bitch, I'm your anal whore! Ohh god, you've trained my body! Please, you don't need to shock me anymore! Ahhh! No, no, noooooooo!"
*BZZZT!*
"I'M CUMMINGGGGG!"
Lieutenant Feeley's last conscious thought that night was that this was just the beginning of the rest of her life...
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