Legacy of pain (Star Wars Fetish)

[Maero]

For a moment, the sensation subsided, and the creature ceased its tormenting pleasures. But suddenly Luna would feel herself come up short. The beasts that covered her were devouring all the darkside she pulled to herself almost faster than she could bring it, but that was fine as long as she was in this temple, where the darkside was strong and plentiful. But then, there was no darkside left to feed it. That is when she would realize that the room she was in, circular with Sith writing aborning the walls, was not a meditation chamber to channel the darkside at all, but rather an force tight cell which kept all the force outside of it outside. Its wards flashed red as it ceased the flow of darkside into the room, and the beasts began to feast on her body once more. If she wanted to feed this thing, she would have to draw the Darkside up from within herself and not from around her. But that was an advanced technique, and she had relieved no training. And so she would understand that the real test here was not to feed the beast until it was full, but to feed it enough darkside to where her mind would not be driven insane by the near constant pleasure it was force feeding into her.

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"I was hoping you would say that!" Titan said, standing up and backing away from her. "Now then, since you will be feeling this alot from now on, here is your first punishment." She would feel the neuralizer activate and begin shocking her. But it wasnt a strong shock like before, and at first it was just and electrical current, a painful, but small one. But it was growing slowly, building as time went on. Soon it went from annoyingly painful, to just plain painful, and then really painful, and so on.

Her head would throb as bolt after bolt was charged into her, the pain increasing by the second until at last it was just full blown agonizing. Then at last she passed out due to the pain, but the pain subsided immediately afterward, and she awoke seconds later when it gave her another, short shock, and once she was awake again, it began to all over. But this time it had a surprise for her, because when she was about to pass out again and embrace sweet painless unconsciousness, the bolts of power ceased their progress and held her in the clutches of absolute torment, keeping her just at the edge of blacking out, but not allowing her mind to finally shut down.

This went on for several minutes, though it would feel like hours to her, until finally it would increase enough to make her pass out. The last thing she would see was Durain Titan opening the door and motioning someone in.

When Tamwyn awoke, she would find herself in the same room as when she had passed out...but not in the same position. Her arms and legs were chained to the floor and ceiling, and she was still naked, spread into and X. In front of her was Durain, looking smug as ever, and next to him was a Sith standing quietly, glaring at Tamwyn with a hate that made his eyes burn with light.

"Oh, your away. Good." The moff said with a smile. "I want you to meet your trainer, Darth Veskus. He has trained many Jedi before into proper slavery, so I am confident you will grow to appreciate his techniques." The man said nothing, still only glaring. "So then, I guess I will leave you for now, I have a lot of work to do. Oh, and Veskus, dont damage her like the last one." The Sith bowed and then looked back at Tamwyn, smiling as the door closed and they were ledft alone. "You are a very pretty Jedi, arent you?" He said softly, walking around in circles around her, looking like a predator inspecting helpless prey.

He suddenly came forward quickly and drove his fingers into her mouth, opening her jaws and looking inside. "Nice gums, no disease." He said before releasing her. "And," He said, suddenly cupping her pussy with his hand and harshly driving one finger into her, feeling her virgin barrier bur not breaking it. "Mmmm, untouched. Goooood. I love fresh ingredients."