Legacy of pain (Star Wars Fetish)

[Maero]

"Jedi." The sith said evenly, smiling all the while. "Lets see how long you can last." He taunted with a wicked smile. "See how fit that body of yours is." He would then wait, minutes, hours, he would wait for as long as it took for Tamwyn's feet to give out, wait for the cramps slowly building in her calves to spread, wait for her toes to grow sore, wait.

When, eventually, she did fall back to her heels, she would get a surprise. The Baton was set on a sort of spring, and when she came down on it, it gave way just enough so that it was pressed uncomfortably against her virgin barrier, but not breaking it. However, she would likely find little solace in this, since it also activated the baton itself. Volt after volt of electricity shot its way up her body from her pussy, and then more would course through the wires and clamps attached to her nipples, shocking them as well until she was able to lift herself up again.

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The creature drank up her orgasm as she came, taking hold of her clit and nipples, sending almost electrical currents through her, prolonging her orgasm. Now Luna saw why this thing was so dangerous, how it destroyed minds. She was trapped in perpetual ecstasy, keeping her at the zenith of the orgasm it had forced her into. It would keep going for time she could not even begin to count, and it would continue until there was nothing left of her mind, nothing but the want to fuck, to stay in endless pleasure.

Or rather it would have, but it didnt. When Luna recovered and awoke, she would find that she was no longer trapped in her own orgasm, and that her master and the slave were standing over her. "You pass." The slave said simply, and after that bade her to rest. If Luna did, she would wake up in a new room, small but not cramped, made up of the bed she was laying in, which was warm and soft, and a meditation rug with a shelf of scrolls, data pads, and holocrons.

Trying to move would reveal to her that her body was still insanely sensitive, the feeling of the covers running over her skin felt sensational. The "clothes" were still on her, but they were inactive, its tentacles even hiding her nipples and pussy without invading them.