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A Senator's Ascension (Star Wars)	By : EnigmaticOutlander Category: Star Wars (All) > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 43953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Author’s Note: The story continues with some futa action! Hope y’all enjoy! Remember to comment/fave/rate the story!

Themes: BDSM, Bondage, Hardcore Fucking, Throat Fucking, Hypnosis, Minor Cum Inflation/Cum Dumpster, Futa/Female, Cock Worship

The blast door rumbled closed, an inner click thundering as the seals within locked into place and left Asajj and the newly-christened Nyxiaa alone together. An devilish smile spread across her lips as she surveyed the young Senator-turned-Fuckslut. Sauntering forward, Asajj slowly pulled at various cords and laces in her attire, letting her tight clothing fall to the floor one piece at a time till she was completely nude as she came next to the ex-Queen of Naboo. The Dark Jedi shivered in delight at the thought of being one of the first few to defile a Queen of such a pacifistic society. How could such a planet exist where they believed in the better sides of their neighbors and never wished to raise a defense force notable enough to do anything but chase away pirates? And then this so-called-Queen went on to become a Senator for her people to continue this train of thought in the Senate?

Asajj shook her head in mild disgust as she looked over the young piece of meat before her. Oh, how she would love suggesting the various upgrades this slut was going to get. Skywalker would never even be able to recognize her for the sweet, altruistic peacekeeper she once was once Asajj and the surgical units were done with her. But before that process began… The Nightsister reached out with the Force and released the Senator’s mechanical clamps that held her in place to the x-frame. She had little desire to fuck a docile piece of meat who would simply lay there and take her beating. Nooo… She had better ideas then those old fools had.

Reaching out with her physical hand, Asajj grasped Nyxiaa by her throat and dragged her up into a sitting position. She heard the little slut whimpering, looking around blindly as the headset kept her blind and hard of hearing. She let out a slow, deep chuckle as she leaned in and licked the slave along her neck and the side of her face. She stopped at her ear and whispered harshly into it. “Hello, my little slut. I am your Mistress, here to teach you the meaning of service and earning your keep. Do you understand?” Nyxiaa shakily nodded, a small quiver running through her body that Asajj could feel. Her pulse quickened underneath the grip on her throat. “I said… DO YOU UNDERSTAND, SLUT?!” She shouted full blown in the slave’s face, gripping her throat tighter.

Nyxiaa, both fearful and aroused at the same time, nodded far more vigorously then before and squeaked past her restricted esophagus. “Y-Yes Mistress. I l-live to serve those better then m-me.” Before her very eyes, images flew across the screen of her headset of women locked in positions of submission.

Twi’leks hogtied, blinded and deafened to the world around them and used as literal fuckdolls. Human women with slave collars on bouncing on cocks of all sorts whom lavished their attentions like the whores they were on clients who came and went. Various women, who were locked into a doggystyle pose, fucked by various studs and futas with massive cocks whilst being milked for all they were worth in latex catsuits. So much constant hardcore footage being shoved down her brain’s throat. It left her constantly in a state of arousal, especially as words of encourage or instructions kept being subtly thrown in. “YOU ARE A SLUT!”, “Fuck Cock like the Whore you are!”, “You Dirty, Filthy Fuckslut…”, “You desire nothing more then to be used like the hungry cockwhore you are, don’t you?”

It never ended. So, between the rough fucking of the droid from before, the Master using her, and now Mistress coming in to deal with her, plus the chemical cocktail constantly being fed to her system, Nyxiaa was feeling ready to serve however best she could to those who deserved it far more then she. Her nethers were soaking wet, dripping constantly down her legs to pool below her. Especially now with another set of hands controlling her.

Asajj chuckled again as she let go of Nyxiaa’s throat and shoved her to the floor. Latex armbinders flew across the room to her beckoning hand, which she opened up and forced Nyxiaa’s arms into. Tying them up tight and zipping it fully shut, Asajj shivered in delight at seeing her enemy bound up like the slut she was. Grasping her now rock-hard member and stroking it, she grasped Nyxiaa by her hair and dragged her close. “Now slut, you are going to be servicing me for the next little while. You’re going to be my personal cocksucker and eventually I’ll make you a perfect cocksleeve for anyone who deserves to use you. Which is just about anyone with a cock. Do you understand?” When she didn’t reply instantly, Asajj reached out and gave her a solid slap across the face. She snarled darkly. “Did I stutter, slut? ANSWER ME!”

Nyxiaa recoiled back and gasped loudly. Tears fell from her eyes and slipped under her headset to fall down her cheeks as she nodded vigorously. “Y-Yes, I’m sorry Mistress. I won’t hesitate next time. I promise.” Asajj scoffed before shoving her cock straight down Nyxiaa’s throat. Uncaring for the gagging noises escaping Nyxiaa’s blocked air passage, Asajj hummed happily as she hilted herself on the slut and held it there for several long moments. “Mmmm… Your throat is soooo nice and tight slut. It will be the home of many cocks, so you better get used to this.” Nyxiaa was trying to pull back, but Asajj’s grip was far stronger as she held her there. She held it till Nyxiaa began going limp, only for her to yank the cock out and hear the cocksucker gasp in a huge lungful of air. She gave her two breaths before claiming the throat again and promptly fucking it. “GLULK GLULK GLAK GLUMK GLAK!” Mmmm, music to her frakin’ ears. A slut on her cock was one of the best feelings ever, the utter control that came with it and pleasure combined to be an objectively wonderful experience… Mostly for Asajj, of course. Sometimes the slut in question loved it too, but it depended where they were along their journey. Nyxiaa had mixed feelings about it initially, but she was quickly growing to appreciate having no control in the situation and trusted her Mistress to know what was best.

“Oh, you are such a natural talent… You already know how to make this just. So. Effortless!” She shoved deep down her throat which each of those three last words, resulting in a loud “GLURK!”, “GLAMPH!” and “GLULK!” with each thrust. And as this abuse continued, the drops of nectar below Nyxiaa’s snatch became a growing puddle of desire and arousal. Oh, she was new but she was growing to love this abuse. She was a little fucking cockslut who was barely deserving of these people’s attention. She felt loved, knowing that this cock was giving her the attention she should have known all along that she wanted oh-so-badly.

As this continued, the Dark Jedi began letting out ragged breaths of pleasure, feeling her first orgasm in a couple weeks building up. She began thrusting vigorously into Nyxiaa’s throat, feeling the edge approaching and wanting to dive right over the edge of it into the pleasure that awaited. She groaned, she growled, and she YELLED as she fucked Nyxiaa’s throat raw and introduced the new fuckslut to her in-depth oxygen deprivation course. After several long, torturous minutes, the Dathomirian felt that edge finally arrive as she screamed violently into the air and hilted herself one last time in cocksucker’s throat and hosed down her throat, mouth and stomach with ropes of cum. “AAAHHHHH YESSSS! Fucking whores deserve every last drop of cum.” She thrust in once more before pulling out, letting her cock feel the cool air once more and leaving a massive mess along the wait out of Nyxiaa’s throat.

Cum dribbled out of her nose and mouth as she gulped down air. Her pert little breasts bounced as they heaved with the need to draw in as much air as possible. She sat on her knees, utterly trembling with a mixture of utter terror but also the deep burning lust suffusing her body. She weakly squeaked out a simple question. “D-Did I d-do good, M-Mistress? Did… did Nyxiaa do good?” Asajj slowly looked down at her, contemplating the abused fuckhole. Her initial thought was to lash out and slap her for even speaking. But… Sometimes positive reinforcement was needed to get just the right result. Kneeling down by the slut, she grasped Nyxiaa by the throat firmly, causing the traumatized girl to flinch away… Only to lean in and gently kiss her on the cheek whilst reaching down the finger the girl’s soaking wet snatch. She whispered into Nyxiaa’s ear as she plowed the warm, tight hole with her fingers and felt the girl’s legs clench around her arm in surprise as she body-shuddered violently. “Yeeesssssss, my dear… You did excellently.”

Nyxiaa let out a massive gasp and barely kept herself from falling over at the sudden attention to her hyper-sensitive pussy, whimpering as she felt herself approach the finish line in a mad dash and screamed. “THANK YOU, MISTRESS! TH-THANK YOOOOUUU!” Asajj rolled her eyes but let a smirk cross her lips as she felt the fuckslut cum almost violently under her finger’s rough touch. She must have been pent up for longer then she could tolerate back at the Senate to be cumming this much… Or that chemical cocktail was doing wonders to her libido. She chuckled as she slid her hand free and let Nyxiaa sit there in silence for a minute, likely almost asleep in delirium if not for the chemicals running through her body and the visual/audio data still being fed to her directly.

After a few moments of rest, Asajj stood behind the girl and shoved her forward to land on her front with her ass straight up in the air. Letting out a stifled whimper of pain, Nyxiaa kept quiet and suddenly fely her Mistress’ hands on her ass, kneading it like bread dough for several moments before feeling the tip of a cock against her snatch. Moaning out, she tried to shove back on the cock, only to feel it move away. A solid SMACK! was heard as Asajj slapped her ass hard. “Don’t you dare move unless I tell you to. You only move or fuck unless told to. If I want you to stay still, you’ll be as still as a doll. If I want you to fuck yourself on my cock and do all the work, then you will do THAT! But don’t you dare take free reign unless ordered to. Got it, slut?”

Nyxiaa nodded enthusiastically, a red handprint appearing on her thick posterior. “Y-Yes Mistress.” Asajj grasps her hips again, lines up the cock once more at the entrance, and after a moment of reflection to see Nyxiaa do her best not to squirm in anticipation, the futa suddenly thrust into her slave and let out a groan of pleasure. Her Master had a point of wanting to fuck Nyxiaa here, Force she was tight and wonderfully warm. Slick as fuck too. She squatted behind the Nabooian and began jackhammering into the ex-Senator’s delicious cunt, leaving the bitch to scream in pleasure. She reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back as she rode the woman into the next round of orgasms. “Yes, you’re my fucking slut and will TAKE. MY. FUCKING. COCK.” Asajj rammed in wildly, hilting her fleshy sword into the sheath that was Nyxiaa’s pussy like it was built purposefully for her. And each time, the two girls shouted or screamed in pleasure as their bodies shuddered under the brutal assault to their genitals.

It kept going for nearly twenty minutes, with Asajj using the ex-Senator of Naboo like a stallion would it’s mare, unleashing orgasm after orgasm into the slut’s womb with little care for the fact that sexual fluids were puddling on the floor in alarming amounts. She would make sure Nyxiaa got a hydration feed into her after this, but not till she was finished. The last round of orgasms was acquired via grinding slowly and methodically into Nyxiaa’s cunt. They both enjoyed every inch of the cock sliding in and out, it’s massive foot-long size leaving a nice vacancy for Asajj to fill, empty and refill again… And likely to leave the fuckslut gaping for at least a little while after this encounter. Feeling one of her last orgasm finally coming along, Asajj pulled out and knee-walked to Nyxiaa’s head and dragged it off the floor by the hair. She shoved her cock down her throat and let one last dose flow into her stomach directly before thrusting in and out a few times. “Clean the Mistress’ cock, you piece of fuckmeat. You don’t deserve it’s attention, but maybe you can make up for it by showing it again how much you love and worship it.”

Nyxiaa didn’t even respond, too far gone at this point for it to even matter. Yet, she still sucked at the cock and slurped her tongue all over it’s length as she almost unconsciously cleaned the shaft of all the pussy nectar and Dathomirian cum on it. Eventually, Asajj let her go and stood up, stretching out after the long, demanding fuck session. She hadn’t had a wild romp like that in ages. She looked down at the fuckslut and let out a mirthless chuckle. “Oh, you are such a lovely fuckdoll… I will love working with you, my dear, sweet Nyxiaa.” She walked away and let the ST Unit come along and pick her up to somewhat clean her and put her back in restraints. The slave girl would be left in a makeshift bed, bound once more, with the headset to be left on whilst vibrators and fuck machines were used to keep her stimulated for another 48 hours. This would be enough to finally push her over the edge and give them to time they needed to prepare the surgical units and body modification components needed.

Asajj smirked deeply as she considered all the wonderful things this slut was going to be put through, feeling a hint hot and bothered. She almost felt jealous of her… Only ever having to worry about sex, ever again. Such a simple, pleasant life… An evil cackle escaped her lips as she walked past the opening blast doors once more. Ignoring her clothes on the ground Asajj displayed her lithe, naked body to any who cared to look as she went back to her room, her cock flaccid and completely drained from the night’s events.

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