Clad in Black
"I know you have seen the map." I rolled my eyes at the masked figure in front of me, clad in black.
"Keep telling yourself that." I blacked out during the battle at Maz's castle on Takodana. I didn't know how, but I know that I woke up in a cold cell, strapped to a metal chair. The asshole who was asking me the stupid map to Luke Skywalker, was in front of me when I woke up.
The dark figure walked behind me. I could feel a dull throb penetrate my skull. I could see memories of the past three months, flash in my mind.
"You have seen it, and you will give it to me." I shook my head.
"No." The pressure on my skull intensified. Tears, clouded my vision as the man behind me flipped through my head.
"Please." I wanted the pain to stop. The memory of R2 and BB-8 projecting the map, dominated the front of my mind. It looked like a holodrama was on pause.
"You have seen it." I sensed the man walk and stand in front of me.
"Please stop." Tears running down my cheeks. My eyes were unable to close.
"Look at you, begging me to stop. I wonder if I could make you beg for something else." The pressure on my head lifted. My head lolled back in relief. My eyes closed as my eyebrows drew together.
"What?" I heard what sounded like a muffled laugh from his helmet.
"I saw that you aren't very experienced." My eyes fluttered open.
"Experienced with what?" The figure lifted his hand in front of my face.
"You'll see soon enough." His hand was the last thing I saw before I lost consciousness.
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My eyes fluttered open, staring at the black ceiling. There were lights coming from both sides of me. I tried pulling my hands, but they were bound above my head. The ropes were burning my skin the more I tried to pry my hands away.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A deep voice in front of me. A beautiful man stood in front of me, his dark eyes roaming my body. I looked down to find myself naked. My hands started pulling on the ropes harder trying to cover myself. My ankles were also bound. I was tied to a bed. The man walked over to my side, stroking my cheek. Eyes still roaming. I jerked my head away from his hand.
"Still misbehaving?" I felt him move and stand to the end of the bed. I looked over as it seemed his hand gripped my throat tightly. But, it wasn't his hand physically. It was magic.
"This isn't magic, it's the force. And it's also something that I can use to end your life, or do other things," A pressure of something started buzzing on my clit. My legs struggling to move and make the pressure stop.
"Like this." The buzzing turned into what seemed to me strokes on my clit and folds. I moaned at the feeling.
"She likes that." The force on my neck started gripping the sides of my neck, causing the blood to stop flowing to my head. The sensations on my cunt were amplified from the lack of blood to my brain. My body needed more.
"Such a slut. Begging me to stop prying through her head, and yet, here you are wanting more." My moans started leaving me unceremoniously.
"I saw you in your memories, touching yourself at night, wanting to be fucked. I can give that to you." The pressure increased and suddenly stopped. I moaned in frustration from a denied orgasm.
"But not yet." The force left my body. I could hear him move around. The ropes left my ankles and my wrists.
"Stand up." A slap to my thigh jolted me to roll off the bed and stand in front of him. He took my arms and spun me around and bound them again.
"You're the Commander, aren't you?" The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them. A low rumble came from him behind me.
"And you are rebel scum who is about to learn her place. Now, kneel." His hand pressed down on my shoulder making my knees slam into the floor below.
"You could've been nicer about it." I hung my head low, his boots came into my vision.
"And you should be nicer to your Commander." I scoffed.
"You will never, be my Commander."A hand gripped my hair, pulling my head back. He towered above me.
"We'll see." His hand still gripped my hair as his other started undoing his trousers in front of my face. My eyes stayed trained on his, challenging.
Once he got his member free, he stepped closer towards me. The tip grazing my lips. Precum painting them. His eyes watched as I kept my lips shut.
"Open." I bit my tongue. His hand moved from my hair to my jaw. His fingers found the hinge and pushed, hard. My jaw opened and his member slid in.
His member was long and had girth. His salty precum flooded my mouth. He gave me no time to adjust my jaw to his length. I could feel tears prickle in my eyes and drool start to roll down my chin.
"Look at you, such a small thing. Pathetic. Rebel scum taking my large cock. And by the looks of it, barely." His hips thrust sharper into my mouth. A large hand grasped my throat, feeling his cock bulging. He groaned as he pushed farther into my throat. I gagged a bit, causing more drool and precum to drip off my chin onto my chest. His hips continued to thrust quickly into my throat.
"You're my plaything now, slut." His hips sputtered and hot ropes of cum shot into my mouth, causing me to cough and holding his cum in my mouth. Ren slid his still hard member out of my mouth, tilting my chin up, mouth still open. Showing his mess.
"Swallow."He closed my mouth and held his hand over my mouth and nose, forcing me to swallow to breathe. His seed was salty and held a tang of sweetness. Pleasant, but not overbearing. He lifted his hands as he saw my throat bob as I swallowed his cum. His hand slapped my cheek.
"Stand." He moved over to a chair beside the bed. I struggled as I stood. I waited for my next instruction.
"Come." His legs were spread out, showing his still stiff cock outside his leather pants, arms resting on the arms rests. He held a hand up, beckoning me with two fingers. I didn't move.
"I won't ask again, slut." The force picked me up and dragged me over to him, legs wrapping around one of his thick ones. Cunt coming in contact with cold leather. His large hand gripped my hips, moving them back and forth. The friction felt so good on my clit. A moan left my mouth.
"Move." His hands left my body and continued to move against his leather trousers. His hand fisting his cock. With each movement of my hips, I could feel myself get closer to a release that I was denied from earlier. Moans left me and I let them. A large hand made its way to my neck once again.
"I can feel how wet you are." His hands increased his pace on his cock as I rocked my hips faster, feeling my release closer. My moans became louder and faster the quicker my orgasm was closer. His fingers gripping the sides of my neck. I could feel the tension almost snap before Ren stood up and I fell to the floor, once again denying my orgasm. I yelled in frustration.
"Not yet." He lifted me from my arms and tossed me onto the bed on my stomach. I could feel tears prickle in my eyes. He was removing his clothes and crawled on the bed behind me.
His hands gripped my hips again and lifted them up. I could feel the tip of his cock against my dripping entrance. Before I could register what he was going to do, he thrust into me. He set a brutal pace and didn't give me any time to adjust to his large cock. His hand gripped my bound hands and used them to thrust deeper. I could feel my eyes roll into the back of my head. I never knew this type of pleasure existed. It felt so good.
After being denied two orgasms already, it pushed over the edge with the amount of stimulation to my cunt. My walls gripped his member hard as he fucked me harder. I saw stars in my vision.
His thrusts continued to be brutal even after my orgasm. A hand gripped my hair and wrenched me upward, my back to his chest.
"You didn't ask permission to cum, didn't you?" His hot breath fanned my neck and ear. Fingers started rubbing circles on my clit. I moaned causing Ren to snap his hips faster.
"Answer me." I shook my head.
"No, I didn't." His fingers moving faster.
"Next time, you better ask." He tossed me back to the bed and used his hands to stabilize himself as he fucked me into the bed. A buzzing pressure circled my clit again. I could feel my second orgasm coming.
"Please." My voice was small. I thought my plea went unheard from my moans and his panting.
"Please, what?" The pressure increased causing me to jolt away. It didn't work.
"Commander. Let me cum." Tears rolled down my cheeks. His hips sputtering once again. He was close.
"Since my slut asked so nicely. Cum. Cum for me slut."
It felt as if my body was floating with the amount of adrenaline and pleasure flowing through my veins. My vision was filled with white and faded as my release decreased. I could feel Ren's cum fill me with a warmth I couldn't describe. He stayed inside of me as I drifted in and out of consciousness.
I jolted when he pulled out of me. I could hear him chuckle behind me.
"So much for a Rebel."