Darkness of the Galaxy [Acitar & Bisurekoy]

Taris, a shimmering blue sphere of life hanging in the inky blackness of the galaxy. It had once been a proud world of the Galactic Republic, a planet spanning city that was home to untold billions. Countless lives were lost some three hundred years ago when Darth Malak bombarded the planet from space and decimated much of what existed on the surface. Now the remains of a great civilization lay scattered in ruins as nature seeks to reclaim a hold where it can.

But that devastation took place some three hundred years ago. Now the Republic seeks to recolonize in a gesture of defiance of Sith destruction. The Empire now places agents of it's own in attempt to disrupt such efforts. While the Treaty of Coruscant still stands, neither side has yet moved to outright conflict. Still, both groups amass intel and arms in preparation for the inevitable start of hostilities that feel ever to be only days away.

The world has also become home to various criminals, smugglers, renegades, and the like who use the vast wilds and lack of order as an cover for their dark practices. Not to mention the unknown beings that languished in the undercity of the mighty metropolis for centuries. Even when the land was populated, most smart citizens knew to avoid the shadows. The places where creatures dwelt, untouched by the light of the sun, moon, or stars.

Reliable landing pads were far and in-between as the choices are between crumbling durasteel skyscrapers and overgrown swampland. The air, hot and muggy, was filled with the constant chatter of insects and birds, as one made their way to the surface. And so our adventurer finds themselves traveling to this hostile environment for their own reasons.

Saphren had her ship all but skimming the surface of Taris, using one of the few known landing pads was simply out of the question, Imperial Intelligence had deemed her mission too sensitive and potentially dangerous to even risk anyone bar the most essential people from knowing anything about it at all. Not that there was an incredible amount of information to keep under wraps as it was, her mission was the recovery of a computer core rumoured to contain many schematics, designs and other such technology which could be of use to the empire the only downsides were that no-one knew where it would be in the vast overgrown ruins of Taris and that no-one really knew what was even within this data core to begin with.

She managed to swing her ship down into a clearing which was just barely large enough, the hull of her ship just barely avoiding a serious case of scratches as she set down within the ruins of a former skyscraper at her back, whilst the Republic wasn't here in massive numbers it would be best not to be spotted at all she knew full well they occasionally ran aerial patrols. She scoffed, the Republic had decided to try and rebuild this hell hole of a world in an act of defiance toward the Empire, for all she cared they were welcome to waste their time and resources on a foolish project as opposed to building up their fleet or military.

Saphren frowned slightly, she wished she'd been allowed to bring help but a rather stern 'Imperial intelligence eyes only' parameter set by the watcher had rendered that thoroughly impossible. Making her way out of the cockpit she pulled on her long coat and removed her rifle from the rack near the airlock door before punching the console to open it with a mechanical hiss. Making her way down the ramp she was greeted to the glorious ruined pit that was Taris, she couldn't risk using a speeder it might be detected so the idea of trudging through this marshy ruined wasteland on foot highly unappealing, sighing with disgust she began her search, setting off into the marshland until her ship was long out of sight.

As Saphren left the remote landing pad, the surrounding environment soon closed in around her on all sides. Gnarled trees and undergrowth limited her line of sight severely. Branches twisted above in a dark canopy, blocking out much of the harsh sunlight, but further lowering visibility. Shadows shifted and trembled along durasteel and concrete ruins, constantly giving the impression of movement at the corner of her vision. Chirping bugs or the occasional rustle of an animal in the brush showed that the world of Taris was still very much alive. Though, it remained to be seen if the life nearby was hostile or not.

As the Imperial agent made her way further away, travel only grew more difficult in the nearby quagmire. The best footing was the occasional bit of building that had fallen to allow her to walk along it. Otherwise, she was forced to walk on the muddy ground, each step threatening to sink her several inches into the muck. The process was made more labor-some by the humidity. The sun, despite being blocked out by the trees, heated the moist air below into a sweltering tunnel that seemed to beam sweat along one's skin. The only relief for the journey was an unreliable breeze that blew by one in a while.

It was evident that navigating the planet's surface without assistance would be a burdensome task. While Saphren could see what remained of various mega-structures nearby, most of the holo-signs and labels had been destroyed from years of exposure. Aside from the many miles that stretched ahead, likely leading to more swampland, entrances opened up to those nearby structures. Several doorless entrances stood open, lit by shafts of sunlight shining through holes in building walls. Also nearby were various stairways leading downwards. Like yawning caverns, the dark portals marked entrances to the black underground where lay old transportation systems and building sub-basements.

Saphren was feeling annoyed at having been given this assignment in the first place as her footing became ever more awkward and erratic, stepping on ruined paving and marsh-logged ruins that dotted the muddy quagmire. She mused to herself that this kind of assignment should have been given to a bounty hunter, they often got paid more than enough to put up with this kind nonsense and whilst her pay wasn't insubstantial she really detested this place already as she swiped away the sweat gathering on her face.

The constant furtive movement she was catching in the corners of her eyes also slowed her progress, each rustled bush or disturbed pool of swamp-muck coloured water made her training kick in and stop her dead in her tracks til she was sure she wasn't being followed. Though she was fairly certain no-one was following her she could take no chances, the watchers had been adamant no-one at all was to know why she was there or that she was even there at all which gave her the distinct impression it was something more than just blueprints or schematics.

Catching sight of the skeletal like ruins of the former mega structures that had once all but covered Taris she theorised that most of the sub-surface infrastructure would be largely intact or at least enough to make it an easier prospect than plunging into the muck of the swamps any further just as she nearly sank knee deep and losing her boot in a minor misstep.

Giving one more cursory glance towards the endless tracts of swampland she headed for the first available entrance, brushing away years of vines and creeps as she flicked the flashlight of her rifle on along with one she had upon her wrist. Reaching into her utility belt she smacked a small metallic device upon the nearest solid wall, a motion sensor, just in case anyone was indeed following her. Satisfied she pushed into the gloom of the vine choked tunnel, the twin beams of light the only thing illuminating the immediate area as the light from the entrance disappeared behind her.

As the Imperial agent moved below ground, the most noticeable difference was that the temperature dropped several degrees. The sense of humid heat turned into one of dark clamminess. The air was stagnant and musty, sitting in the cool underground with little breeze to stir it. It was a welcome reprieve from the surface. Though, it was certainly a sudden reversal from the warmth outside. Her twin beams of light cut through the darkness as she made her way down. It was hard to judge the distance of the stairs as it stopped at several landings, often turning directions, soon hiding the entrance from sight. The further into the depths she traveled, the more isolated the passages seemed as the darkness now crowded in all around her.

Another difference was the reduction in noise. The chattering, cawing, and other sounds of nature drew away like the light as Saphren went further down. The most common thing now was the steady drip of water somewhere nearby, echoing down the long hallways and corridors. Otherwise, there was the sound of her footsteps. It was hardly a comforting environment, but she had likely managed worse. Eventually the woman managed to make it down to what seemed to be the bottom of the haunting descent. The sight that met her was little more encouraging than what had been seen elsewhere.

Shining her light around, the Imperial would see a stretching corridor ahead that moved further than the illumination revealed. Cracked concrete walls along the path showed yet further intrigue. Several man-sized doors lined the hall. Some were choked with debris from rocks to office furniture. Others remained sealed behind closed doors, likely inaccessible due to the lack of power. But a few looked passable, marked with worn signs that might be more legible up close. Most catching of all was the most bothersome impediment. The onward room was half-flooded, likely reaching up to her chest, from how it looked. The murky water was almost impossible to see into, leaving what lay beneath up to one's imagination. There seemed little progress to be made down this section without getting a little wet.

The sudden change in temperature caused Saphren to shiver, her skin prickling in goosebumps beneath the humidity soaked layers of clothing and body armour, whilst she only wore the chest piece these days even that felt uncomfortable in what she was finding to be a thoroughly unpleasant climate on Taris, if the Republic wanted to colonise this place again they were more than welcome as far as she was concerned.

Her trained senses quickly noted the noise from the wildlife outside seemed to dim, muffled by layers of rock, concrete and earth. The sound of her breathing and heartbeat filled her ears whilst the constant drip of water in the background being the only thing besides herself she could hear anymore, she made her way cautiously forwards still unsure of the wildlife of this world, the twin beams of light sweeping into the gloom ahead to light her way showed her a none too encouraging sight.

"Damn." She uttered to no-one in-particular, using the doorways and how high up the water came in them as a guide she had no intention of drowning as that would be most unbecoming of an imperial agent it looked like she could wade through it but she had no idea how far this flooding stretched.

Deciding she had no choice but to push ahead she used her rifles sling to ensure it stayed up around her shoulders, she didn't want to get that wet, she put her vibroknife into her wristband so as she had easy access to it as she reluctantly slid into the water. Her footing was uncertain as she very slowly sloshed through the water, the tails of her long coat floating atop the water behind her as she illuminated each doorway with her wrist-light.

"Ugh.. I hate this place already." She grumbled as she slowly waded through the water which quickly rose to chest height, cursing the watchers for having decided only she was uniquely qualified for this glorious assignment, her eyes rolling at the thought.

As Saphren entered the water, she would find it warmer than she might have expected, given the cool air around. Possibly a results of geothermals, a hot spring having broken through the floor to cause the flooding, or even some forgotten generator pumping out energy with whatever dwindling resources remained. Whatever the cause, the pool was not wholly uncomfortable. Not that it was likely she would relax under the given circumstances. It was likely that she would have been even less enthused had she known what was in the grey, murky water.

If patience is truly a virtue, then it seemed that even creatures of theses light drained depths could be called virtuous. For so long they had waited down in the tunnels. They had hibernated for untold years as prey became more and more scarce. Some had even perished in the interim between meals. Yet, in the blackness, a few had managed to survive. The woman's steps did not awaken them as many things dropped down the stairs that were not food. The light did not awaken them as most lacked proper eyes with which to see. It was when the Imperial moved into the water that their minds slowly began to stir into wakefulness. The movement and, more importantly, the scent of her flesh, roused them like the smell of cooked meat to a starving man. Their waiting had finally paid off.

Unfortunately for the others, one creature was closer, laying hidden only a short distance beneath the still waters. And still, even though the woman was so close, the simple mind within forced itself to remain motionless until she was where it was too late to easily run. Suddenly, it burst from beneath in a spray of water and tentacles. The beast was easily ten feet long and several feet wide, from what could be seen as it rose partly into view. The best comparison would be to that of a giant squid, yet a mottle of purple-black flesh that appeared as some sort of malignant bruise on the world. No eyes could be seen as numerous tentacles lashed out with surprising strength, going to take her by the wrists and ankles as quickly as it could manage.

It did not think in words, but merely felt the overwhelming desire, the urge to feed on this thing it was trying to ensnare. The remaining tentacles sought out the form of the agents clothes. Humanoids were most often its prey and experience had taught those deft appendages what it needed to do to get to what it wanted. Unseeing, it tore at her belt, her pants. At her shirt, her armor, anything it could get a hold on until it felt the softer body beneath. Wherever it touched Saphren, she would feel a strange warmth as it transmitted some sort of oil onto her. The more it tried to grab onto her body, the more it smeared, working as an aphrodisiac of some sort. As it tried to get to her body, it made extra focus trying to worm into her pants, seeking something in a frenzy...

As she waded further into the body of water she noted it wasn't nearly as freezing cold as she expected it to be, she had no idea why that might be but she wasn't about to complain about it. She angled her torchlight down toward the water in an attempt to make sure she wasn't going to step straight into a hole or lose her footing but the water was murky, cloudy to the point it could be only a few inches deep and you'd still not see the bottom through it.

Saphren had just resigned herself to the idea of wading over fifty yards through this flooded passageway when the water near to her exploded in a spray of of water and what appeared to be tentacle-like limbs, letting out a single surprised expletive her reflexive step backwards cost her her balance a piece of rubble beneath one of her boots dislodging and tipping her backwards as it's limbs lashed out.

She was momentarily disorientated, her vision clouded by the spray of water from flailing limbs she instinctively reached for the vibro-blade at her wrist only to find it pinned in place as one of the tentacles coiled around her wrist, as she fought to pry it loose her other wrist was similarly bound causing the agent to let out a more than startled squeak when she felt more coiling around her ankles beneath the foam of murky water.

The imperial agent had no intention of willingly becoming this things next meal, whatever it was, however this thing was far stronger than she was and she was in it's element and very much out of hers. She struggled, pulled and tugged trying to yank her limbs free of this creatures coiling grip as it began tearing her belt, her pants and every other item of armour or clothing. A small part of her mind noted it as odd but dismissed it as it simply not liking the taste of clothes, her belt gave way and her pants tore in several places, the long coat she had on over her armour only serving to get her tangled up further.

As the creature went into a much greater frenzy she felt her skin becoming tingly, a slick oil seemed to grip to her through the water at first she thought it was some kind of numbing or paralyzing venom sinking into her skin but she soon found herself feeling more sensitive, warmer, a rush of pink colouring her otherwise pale skin. The strange beings frenzy seemed focused on her pants, quickly reducing them to useless tattered shreds barely holding to her at all, leaving her in a patchwork of rags and armour her underwear the only thing covering her modesty, a slight bulge and shape within them being her greatest secret, something she hoped no-one would ever discover to the point she almost didn't want anyone happening across her like this, she winced, struggling desperately to avoid being the main course of this things meal.

The thing paid little attention to Saphren's struggles. After all, they always struggled in the beginning. Few creatures could survive on a planet-wide city without developing a niche. Thus it was that this creature had developed very particular tastes from people who had wandered into the sewers long ago. Now, trapped in this section of bleak underground, it still was able to capture what it needed. More tentacles stretched out to help keep the agent restrained as it needed to ensure the prey was not injured. These things served much better as a lasting resource over what a carnivore might devour.

Slipping the tatters of her pants around her ankles, the Imperial would hear a strangled, gurgling cry come from the creature that could only be compared to something similar to excitement. It tore the underwear away as quickly as the rest of the clothing before discarding it as useless. This thing cared little about how she might feel as it revealed her shameful meat rod, but only the substance it could gain from it. The only relief being that it seemed no one else was around to witness her secret for the moment. Who knew who or what else lived down here?

As Saphren was exposed, the beast raised her higher in the water, now bringing her groin to the water level as she struggled in vain. Several more tentacles snaked from the depths at the now visible dick as it floated in the filthy fluid. Each covered in a mass of slimy flesh and suction cups, they began to stroke and fondle her shame. Each was oddly soft and smooth as it ran all over her genitals, probing the underside and polishing the knobby head in particular. The occasional suction cup latching onto it for several seconds before pealing off. Each intimate spot was fondled as more of the oil was rubbed into her skin.

As more seeped into her and at the unwanted caresses, Saphren would no doubt start to become hard and erect, no matter her personal feelings on the matter. This thing wanted something from her and knew how to get it. Another tentacle reached beneath the remains of her shit and armor to work at her breasts, grasping blindly to try and further her arousal.

As more of the beasts tentacles joined in she soon found her muscles simply straining and getting her no-where as it held her quite firmly in place though it didn't stop the agent struggling with everything she could physically muster until her muscled ached and burned from the exertion in the near futile struggle against this things inhumanly strong grip. Her muscles soon cramped to the point she could barely move at all, her head swiveling one way and then the other looking for something, anything which might aid her struggle, finding nothing, even her rifle had long since fallen from her shoulders and was likely at the bottom of the water now.

The strange gurgling cry she heard from it made her fear that this was it, she was now going to be a meal for some, alien, squid, thingy but what happened next made her even more nervous as it slipped away the tatters of her pants beneath the murky water. It tore away her flimsy underwear with similar ease causing her to blush shamefully despite no-one being around, gulping loudly as it lifted her into the air she screwed her eyes shut expecting the worst, to be devoured feet first by some squid like alien.

As the length of her cock hung at water level she was surprised when more tentacles worked their way up from the depths of the mucky water and they began stroking along it's length, making her squirm in vain to pull herself from it's rather oddly focused attentions. The strange slime it was depositing she discovered to her dismay wasn't a numbing venom it was in fact making her more sensitive, a groan escaped her lips before she could stop it as the soft smooth flesh of the tentacles teased along the sensitive underside and even scrubbed and polished the rapidly swelling pink crown of her member. The intermittent grip of a suction cup sticking to her cock just before peeling off was a curious sensation, one which didn't help her will the now throbbing length of her to not respond to the creatures touch, she tried gritting her teeth in an attempt to ignore the growing sensations.

The thing let out another heart sickening squeal of delight as it felt Saphren's prick begin to harden beneath it's rough ministrations. The woman's rifle had indeed been regulated to the bottom of the murky soup she had been wading through, leaving only her wrist light as a means of witnessing what was occurring. Not that she seemed terribly interested in seeing what was going on. But no amount of will on her part seemed enough to stop it as she struggled vainly against those powerful tentacles that held on like iron manacles. The strength and desire to feed won out against whatever the human seemed to be mustering.

Long ago the squid-like life-form had adapted to feeding off the body fluids of other beings, staying in long phases of hibernation between meals. Citizen of the Republic, Empire, or otherwise, it mattered not to the abomination as it worked to bring the agent's erection to peak hardness. The trio of appendages that worked her thick length began to pull away as it sensed the amount of blood rushing there. Deciding her ready, a specially developed tentacle slunk from beneath the water, waiting several seconds before coming into full view. It seemed in less of a rush than before as the outcome seemed more inevitable. The hideous limb could best be described as resembling a meat luffa. Several inches thicker than the other tentacles, it had a flat end with a strange, puckering hole of sorts.

Bulging obscenely with dark muscles, it was unclear if Saphren would understand the purpose of that tube-like body part. Seen or not, she would soon feel what it was meant for as it approached the woman's throbbing dick. Lining itself up by feel, the tentacle pressed the tight, open ending against the penis's head before applying pressure. The slippery rod proved had to grasp as the water and oil made her flesh bob about. The result was the tentacle playing headbutt, circling and rubbing at the sensitive cock-head as it tried to get the right angle. It was only a short while after that it managed to hold the slab of meat still before plunging it into the end of the sucking tentacle.

Suddenly thrust balls deep into the alien orifice, the Imperial would find the experience akin to a vagina, had she ever experienced such a thing. Warm, wet, and soft beyond belief, more oil seeped into the exposed glands of her shame, further increasing the pleasure. It then began squeezing, applying a rhythmic clench and release, as it tried to stroke her off from within. All a means of bringing the prey closer and closer to release, to devour those seeds that it craved to feast upon.

Saphren squirmed in the creatures grip, she still had no idea what this thing was really after even as those alien tentacles coaxed her cock to it's full throbbing hardness all she knew was that she wanted to escape perhaps reach her rifle but as it held her as if she were strapped to a Sith interrogation table she could only watch helplessly. She felt more than a little ashamed for becoming as aroused as she had at the slimy limbs of this creature despite most of it coming from the strange oily slime which was making her all the more sensitive.

The agent cringed slightly as another thicker tube emerged from the murky water, it's puckered orifice making her wince as she expected the worst although what happened drew a surprised gasp from her lips. As it pushed and nudged in an attempt to capture her slippery cock it bobbed it around within the water, circling it's smooth oily texture around the now almost too sensitive head of her shaft, the glistening pink mushroom adding it's own slippery lubrication as it seemed to struggle for a while before she felt the orifice claiming her cock.

This time she really did cry out, more in surprise than anything else as she had initially expected pain despite the creatures stimulating ministrations as she found herself now hilt deep within this strange tentacle. The slick warmth, the softness within coupled with that potent oil soaking into the silky skin of her cock made her entire body tense as it applied pressure only to release it, building itself into a series of clenches and releases. She bit her lip trying to ignore the tingling pleasure that was dancing along her dick, she wanted to close her eyes but something kept them open, a morbid fascination with what this alien was actually doing to her.

The squid vaguely became aware of it's prey's exhaustion as he struggles lessened. It was less concerned about possible escape as it worked into a steady rhythm, more fueled by hunger than anything else at this point. Still working by feel, the creature pulled Saphren's tired arms behind her back before lowering her horizontally to the water. While it clearly didn't mind how dirty or wet she got, somehow it managed to ensure her head didn't go underwater. The sucking tentacle and her erect she-cock now stood proudly horizontal to the rest of her body. It would be hard to miss the show for anyone inclined to watch.

The fat tentacle continued vigorously clenching at Saphren's erect cock, reducing the trained Imperial Agent to the role of milking cow as it tried to coax out the desired seeds within. Each twist and pull of the appendage worked the entirety of her dick as it massaged more and more oil into the soft flesh. The work of the sucking orifice provided more pleasure than what she herself or another woman would have been able to give. However, it was only due to increase as more and more of the aphrodesiac heightened her every nerve cluster. Unseen within the tentacle, an inner tongue of sorts snaked down towards the object of it's desire. Saphren would receive no warning as it suddenly began licking and tracing around the head of her meat stick. The moist tongue was certainly more firm than the surrounding flesh as it worked her. Focusing on the sensitive head glands and moving back and forth over her cumslit, it tried to catch any precum that might yet be seeping out. It even tried to tease slightly within her uretha to catch anything it could.

Honed instinct and memory seemed to be winning out as the simple creature toyed with the trained operative. Rubbing her off as it sought the creamy prize within her shameful dick. With more than enough focus to contain her and feed, a tentacle blindly reached at the woman's face. It poked aimlessly at her lips, smearing more of the potent oils, as it sought entry into her mouth. Simply seeking another hole to inject more pheromones. While yet another continued beneath the remains of her shirt and armor.

Saphren groaned and shuddered as the strange tentacle which had enveloped her cock within it was causing her body to squirm in the limited way it could, restrained by the myriad of inhumanly strong limbs holding her. She tried to ignore the sensations it was causing but the strange oily mixture had made her so sensitive it was sending waves of pleasure through her cock making it twitch and throb wildly within the suckling maw.

She tried to push the sensations from her mind, to ignore it and not let it get whatever it was after though deep down she already knew but she managed to stave off the growing tension within her cock only for it to do something new entirely. As the strange tongue like tendril began tracing around the sensitive head of her cock causing a rush of pre-cum and a sudden gasp which caused the ranger to shudder as it teased and worked back and forth over the oozing cumslit.

Saphren's struggles renewed as it tried to force another tentacle into her mouth for a brief moment she kept it out but it's insistent lapping and teasing and even slipping into her cumslit had sent her to the edge of her orgasm to the point she gasped and was almost immediately silenced as it plunged between her lips. She barely even noticed the other tentacles exploring beneath her armour, her mind was frantic despite the fog of pleasure hanging over her.

The voracious creature clearly had no intention of stopping as it continued to suck and jerk on the throbbing cock meat. It had the agent exactly where it wanted her, almost entirely helpless in her overly aroused state. Each tug on the hard dick pulled the sensitive foreskin to and fro, constantly covered in the alien's insidious aphrodisiac. The warm water and roaming tentacles continued to soak her remaining gear as she came closer to the edge.

As each second passed, pleasure mounted further as the beast gave the Imperial no pause with which to collect her defenses. Each teasing rub, slurping suck, and unholy cry from the hungry thing fought for the attention of her limited senses. The salty smell of sweat and sex would begin to fill the unmoving air of the dimly lit corridor. There was no ignoring the overload of stimulation that infected the woman's reality. The tentacle within her mouth spewed forth a batch of oil before pulling back, rubbing at her face more. It tasted both sweet and salty, an odd mix, as though eating french fries with a milk shake. All for the mission of urging forth the coveted seeds within her.

At the taste of the pre-cum, the squid only grew further frenzied, sucking away in rough jerks. The tongue within now focused on the underside of Saphren's throbbing cock, rubbing directly below the head. It teased in tight circles at the sensitive bundle of nerves there. Each motion was a blur as it tried to work past her conscious desire and to force her body to take control. To claim an eruption of milky seed that the agent would never give willingly.

Saphren flinched and squirmed in the strange creatures grip as it continued to suck and tug along the now wildly quivering length of her cock she had to fight to keep her eyes from rolling back into her head as her foreskin was worked back and forth, more of the creatures potent chemical arousal was making her feel like her entire cock was melting inside it's hungering maw, her pre-cum mixing with the oily substance within.

Screaming for help whilst against every fibre of her imperial upbringing seemed like a bad idea even if it weren't for the tentacle lodged between her lips even as it pumped a salty sweet mixture between them, more of that oil which she had no choice but to swallow lest she choke on it though as the tentacle removed itself she tried to spit the remainder out.

It was now almost a battle of wills for a brief moment she thought she might be able to suppress the overwhelming pleasure and pry one of her hands loose whilst it was greedily distracted by her throbbing meat then as quickly as that the brief hope of escape was gone. The tongue within the suckling tentacle began to focus on the highly sensitive underside, it rubbed and squirmed against that powerfully sensitive bundle of nerves which caused a deep groan of pleasure to escape her lips. She fought desperately against her bodies urge to cum but it was far too late, the plump shapes of her balls tightened, her toes clenched within her boots as her eyes rolled back the shape of her cock flexing wildly within as hot sticky surges of her seed exploded deep inside the creatures greedy maw.

Saphren's mind went blank, the only sensations were the sticky hot feeling of her cum surging along her cock and exploding into this creatures suckling orifice, each surge was accompanied by a mind shattering tingle of pleasure only further intensified by the creatures tongue insistently working at the underside coaxing more and more of the seed it desired from within it's powerfully throbbing length. She struggled to keep herself conscious for fear of actually being eaten as well as possibly being milked to death by this highly evolved predator.

The creature knew it had won, unleashing another shrill cry in triumph as Saphren began to pump the desired seed down her erect cock. Each wave was greedily slurped up by the sucking orifice as it feed a timeless hunger. Adapted to such extremes, Saphren had ensured its continued survival for some time to come. But even as it continued to devour the product of her pale meat, the squid desired ever more than she was providing. It felt no urge to stop as she finally started to provide the nutrients it so desired. The thing revealed as her honed instincts were reduced as her body's forced orgasm overwhelmed her desire not to climax.

Loosening its grip, having little concern for her escape at the moment, the subterranean horror began to massage her arms and legs. It worked her sore muscles to put pressure on as many nerves as possible. More importantly, it began to squeeze her throbbing dick. Each contraction was rhythmically timed with her orgasm. As the semen ran along the nerve filled corridor of her tight urethra, the animal pulled along the outside, milking as much possible from the increased pressure as it could manage. The taste only urged it on to see how much she could produce while it still flowed. Never did the tongue cease to rub along her sensitive frenulum as it remained trapped in the grasping tube.

Meanwhile, a broad tentacle settled on her emptying balls, now rubbing them lightly with a suction cupped appendage. Pushing them softly, it did what it could to heighten her pleasure as much as it could to produce the maximum amount of sticky seed. The trial had yet to end for the trained agent of the Empire as it seemed the being would not release such a relished prize without drinking it dry first.

Saphren's orgasm was pushed far beyond anything she was used to, the part of her mind still aware of something other than the waves of pleasure crashing through her consciousness got the impression this creature truly knew what it was doing and had other plans than simply being devoured as she first thought but even that part of her mind was soon too quiet to hear.

The feeling of the creature using it's other limbs to massage her straining muscles nearly set her nerves into overdrive as the tentacle latched onto her cock suckled and slurped, guzzling every white hot sticky eruption of her seed the way it dragged along in almost perfect unison with each of the surges flowing along her urethra kept that intense tingling pleasure at critical mass, her cock was pulsing and flexing erratically twitching as the creature didn't seem intent on relenting in the slightest.

The flow of her cum slowed to a mere trickle but the sensations from the tongue within the suckling tube rubbing and grinding against her frenulum coupled with the fact she was now even more sensitive after her orgasm, she was now squirming desperately in the creatures grasp as she felt the pressure in her balls only increase, they felt swollen, heavier than she could ever recall. The suction cup covered limb of the broader tentacle lifted the heavy swollen shapes of her balls, she bit her lip hoping that not making a sound would maybe convince the beast to let her go but deep down she already knew it wouldn't, she tried in vain to brace herself as the feelings of near overwhelming pleasure began to well up within her trapped shaft once more.

As each spurt of cum lessened and lessened, the animal grew only more intense in it's rapid ministrations towards Saphren's twitching cock. It desired more and was more interested in feasting upon her fluids than considering the female's current mental state. No longer focused on heightening her sensitivity, as she was thoroughly drenched in the potent oils it secreted, the being now worked to keep every one of the agent's nerves firing to prolong her orgasm. It needed only minimal effort to keep her above water as it focused most of it's energies on milking.

Each tentacle worked over the Imperial's body. Arms, legs, beneath her armor, and on her face, there was little area not being stimulated on her twitching form. All the meanwhile, the insistent maw continued to suck and rub, drawing whatever remained out of it's prey. Each post-orgasm jerk only served to keep her fully erect as the hypersensitive flesh was played with. The creature was only interested in what it could work out in this moment from the spasming human. Soon the rhythm was lost as the being moved erratically, doing whatever it could to squeeze out every last drop.

Torn pants around her ankles, underwear discarded, and her pale meat log throbbing in ecstasy in some lower being's inhuman grasp. While Saphren's boots, coat, and armor remained intact, she was a humbled sight as her eyes rolled up at the sheer pleasure. Only the strange squid was witness to her shameful display as it took full advantage of her vulnerable state, trying to force a second orgasm in quick succession.

Saphren began to squirm in the creatures grip when she realised it really did have no intention of stopping but her body refused her muscles felt like jelly, almost numb but at the same time as hyper-sensitive as the rest of her. The oil which it had secreted and worked into as much of her body as it could reach didn't help matters for the Imperial as she hung helpless, partly submerged in some ruined and flooded corridor entirely at the hungering mercy of this thing, whatever it was her original reason for being here was long since pushed to the back of her mind.

Her squirming intensified as much as her spent muscles would allow as the creatures tentacles slid over her entire body she was almost ashamed with herself not only for being captured by some hungry alien critter but the fact she had just cum inside of it, far more intensely and with far greater volume than she could ever recall. She tried to get some bearings on her surroundings but the insistent stimulation from the creatures many slippery limbs and the far more insistent one currently gorging itself on the ebbing flow of her seed, were distracting to the point she closed her eyes and bit her lip, hoping if she tried to limit her reactions to it's stimulation it might think she had finished and let her go.

Deep down she knew differently as she hung their, partially naked with most of her clothing in tatters she had a brief flicker of hope as the flow of cum along her aching cock stopped but as soon as it had stopped fully pre-cum began to spill from the slit again. The potent oil along with her post orgasmic sensitivity and the creatures seemingly innate knowledge of every bundle of nerves in her cock made her feel even harder, the throbbing pale meat soon unable to even do that causing her to let out a pathetic whimper at her inability to control her body in the grasp of this creature.