Legacy of pain (Star Wars Fetish)

[Maero]

Luna's resistance was impressive, but even as she began to feed it trickles of the darkside, so did it try pleasure her even harder, willing her to fall to its temptation. Her nipples were sucked on harder, the toothless mouths that enveloped them biting down gently and gumming them as they sucked.

Meanwhile, its undulating member slowly, tortuously, thrust itself deeper and deeper into her, rubbing right up against her cervix, and slowly shrinking and pushing, trying to fit its way even deeper into her. The pleasuring slime had also caused her to relax more, forcing her muscles to loosen and allow the intruder in with very little resistance.

And, if Luna somehow managed to keep her orgasm back even throughout all of this, it would then "cum" inside her, flooding her insides with a thick, clear liquid. The new slime coated her tunnel, and in seconds its purpose was revealed. It was as if all possible sensations of discomfort or pain were switched off, and instead all her pleasurable senses were heightened ten fold. At the same time as this, the mouths on her nipples would suck start to suck and bite in sync with the undulating member lodged deep within her.

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"Hmmm, good, this will make this easier then." The cruel sith said as he began to adjust her restraints. First, she was given new "clothes", if you could call them that. A tight corsset that made it hard for her to breath was wrapped around her stomach, making her breasts stick out due to incomplete breast cups that held her rack up, but did not cover the front at all, leaving her nipples exposed.

Then a sort of leather hardness was strapped around her, its thick black leather strands filled with hooks and notches for other things to be connected to it. The harness, which was made entirely of straps, covered her from her shoulders to her thighs, though it didnt actually cover any part of her really, leaving Tamwyn as nude as before.

Next were pair of mittens, plain and black like the rest of her new outfit. He slit them onto each hand, clasping and locking it shut around her wrists, effectively making her hands useless a she could not mover her fingers or even her palms while they were contained. He then undid one of her arms, holding it very tightly, and led it down to her waist, where he connected it with the harness.

He did the same to the other, so that now the only part of her that kept her place were her chains feet, which were secured to the ground by chains. She now had to try harder to keep her balance, since her arms were now locked to her waist, and pulling on them only pulled on the harness she wore, which in turn pulled two thin straps that were laced around her thighs and buttocks in such a way that if pulled on they would only spread her pussy lips and expose her even more.

He then carefully measured her legs and the chains, giving the chains enough slack so that she could get on the very tips of her toes. Then he began to set up two stands, one in front of her and one under her. The stands were composed of a simple assortment of rods and locks that made small structures. The first was chest level with her, and had two strange prongs sticking out towards her that were level with her nipples. the had large open loops at the ends, and didnt actually reach her skin, though they came close.

He then took out two wicked looking clamps that fit in his palms, and tied a length of twine to them, connecting the other ends to the stand in front of the captive jedi. He then took the clamps, open their mouths and affixed the painful contraptions to Tamwyn's nipples. It hurt, but even worse than that, if Tamwyn moved too much, such as by leaning over or going too high on her tip toes, the clamps, which were firmly attached to the rig the sith had just set up, would painfully pull on her sore nipples, forcing her to stay in place.

The last stand was smaller and set up under her, between her spread legs. It was much simpler, just a pole rooted to the ground, jutting up rigidly towards Tamwyn's virgin pussy.

"Get on your tip toes." The sith ordered, forcing Tamwyn to pull on her own nipples painfully if she did, and shocking her badly if she didnt, repeating until she obeyed or passed out, which would be very bad considering her precarious position.

He would put two pads under where her heels would land if she obeyed, and then would place the stun baton at the end of the pole he had set up before hand, its inactive tip rubbing against her slit.

"If you come down, you will break your own virginity on this." He warned, knowing how uncomfortable Tamwyn would be feeling. If she stayed on her tip toes her sore nipples would continue to be pulled and tortured, and even worse, she would begin to tire. But if she placed her feet back down, the rigid, inactive stun baton would penetrate her, maybe even break her virgin barrier if she wasnt careful, but then her nipples wouldnt be pulled anymore.

The sith then smiled, looking at his work with obvious pride before taking a seat nearby to watch. He held a ball gag in one hand, and a blindfold in the other, but made no move to use either at the current moment. seemingly content to watch.