Enhanced Interrogation

Qi’ra POV

In the depths of the Imperial palace is a dungeon of unique design and purpose. In the former emperor's construction plans, he detailed a high tech prison specifically made to hold and interrogate Jedi.

The crimson dawn agent was suspended in the air by the glowing platform below her feet. Any attempt to move herself was hopeless. Even if escape was possible, her weapons were taken, her captors had searched her well. She did not know how long she had been kept here or how long they intended to keep her.

So far her training and connections have kept her out of Imperial hands. Being undetected despite working inside the heart of the empire. Until that fateful day when she was ambushed in that hanger by the ISB and Emperor himself, all the well laid plans fell apart.

She was now a prisoner of the Empire. Minute by minute of silence goes by until finally Qi’ra can’t take it.

“I know you're watching me, You can’t hold me here forever!” Her voice echoes the empty cell.

“You might as well kill me now, you’ll get nothing from me, I’ll never talk--”

When the final words leave her mouth, The sound of the hidden door unlocking and opening silences her. Two red cloaked figures enter the cell and stand on either side of the cell. Qi’ra eyes go wide at the sight of the royal guard that had captured her the day of the hanger bombing. Their presence confirms Qi’ra’s worst conclusion. The Emperor himself enters the cell dressed in a black robe uniform. Qi’ra noted the scar on his right eye as he was staring at her directly. She did not want to look him in the eye, but his presence alone was hard to ignore. Evan harder when the Emperor slowly approached her and they were inches apart. She can almost feel his breath.

“Guards, leave us.” The two Royal Guards left the room till there was now only the two of them. The door shut as the final guard left the room. Which slowly got hotter by the minute.

“Your organization has been quite the troublemakers, the list of crimes and violations to Imperial law has impressed me. But I’m more impressed by how you have remained hidden from my spies here in the capital.”

Qi’ra ignored the Emperor’s games of flattery as he paced around her cell platform.

“I’m willing to pardon you of all your crimes my dear if you tell me where he’s hiding,” His tone was calm but the implications sent shivers down her spine.

“No offense, Emperor, but even with such an offer, and even if you execute me should I refuse it, I am more afraid of HIM than I am of you,” She replied, her tone resigned but still more open and sincere than it had been in months.

She had expected Vader to fly into a rage or to glare at her before having her killed. His confident smile was somehow worse for her blood pressure, however.

“Then how about I give you the opportunity to escape with your freedom without spilling any information about your Crime Lord should you manage to impress me all the same?”

The Crimson Dawn agent looked at him warily from her restrained position but her curiosity grew along with her suspicion.

“Impress you with what?” She couldn’t help but ask.

“Why, your strength of will, of course!” The Emperor said, chuckling.

Qi’ra wasn’t sure where he was going with this but he looked so utterly confident that it convinced her there had to be a catch here somewhere even if he was being completely honest with his offer, from a certain point of view at least.

“You will have to be more specific before I can decide if I will agree to your terms,” She finally said.

“Very well then,” Vader replied before getting in front of her.

That was when she noticed that one of the Emperor’s hands had been clenched as a fist since he had entered the interrogation chambers. But before she started to worry about a potential beating, he opened his hand and her eyes widened when she saw the talisman she had come here hoping to steal.

“You seem to know what this is,” The Emperor noted. “So, it is as I suspected, he asked you to come here and steal this recently unearthed Sith artifact before it would be shipped to my stronghold on Byss.

Qi’ra cursed herself for being unable to keep up her sabacc face but then she sighed since the damage was done.

”Among other things,” She ended up admitting.

“And do you know what it does?” He pressed on.

“According to Maul, this ancient Sith relic was one of the most powerful ****-imbued amulet in Korriban’s history before it was lost during the chaos of the Great Hyperspace War,” She said slowly. “Said that when it was active, no one was physically capable of knowingly lying within the ****-range of the artifact, which made it perfect for interrogations…oh kriff!” She swore as she realized why he looked so confident.

“So, you are going to interrogate me while an aura of the Dark side makes me unable to lie and compels me to speak the truth?” She asked, angered and fearful in equal measures at the implications.

To her surprise, Vader actually shook his head. “Even if you were twice as powerful as Maul in the ****, you would still be unable to resist the might of this object. And while I do enjoy a challenge, it would be simply impossible for you to lie to my face right now so if I want you to impress me with your will, I need to pick something a bit more realistic for the test I had in mind.”

Qi’ra wasn’t sure if she should be relieved or not by his answer. “Then why do you bring this up?”

“Because,” The Emperor said slowly and clearly, “I want you to be completely, 100% sure that the secrets I intend to share with you tonight are not lies before I tell you the terms of the challenge I am going to offer you.”

The Crimson Dawn agent blinked rapidly at that. The Emperor wanted her to be totally sure that he wasn’t lying and intended to keep his word to her if he impressed her? She had certainly not seen that one coming. But she didn’t know how to respond to that and apparently she is now unable to lie if asked anything so she decided to just nod so as to keep actual responses to a minimum.

Vader looked at her electronically bound body up and down for a moment before nodding himself. And then he smirked at her.

“Tell me, have you ever wondered how I managed to get so many loyal followers across all levels of government, the military and even the surviving Jedi? I mean, Palpatine may have been a Sith Lord in disguise all along but the diabolical old man was still a charismatic powerhouse as far as his popularity inside the Senate and with the Republic in general was concerned. So, how exactly did I manage to kill him and then get enough important people to support me in succeeding Palpatine as Emperor?” He asked.

Qi’ra hesitated, since he did raise a very good point and the way the conversation had turned made her think it was a more important answer than she had ever realized.

“Lord Maul once said at a gathering of his lieutenants that he had expected his old Master to have contingencies in place to name you his heir should Palpatine had died during the chaos of Order 66, since he had been grooming you to become his new Sith apprentice,” She finally responded. “But…the way you say it makes me think there is much more to it than that.”

“Indeed,” He explained as he chuckled. “And since now you know that I can’t lie in your presence as long as the Sith artifact you came to rob is near, allow me to tell you the longer explanation and part of a truth that very, very few know.”

Qi’ra tensed as she waited for his response, unable to feel a morbid sense of curiosity.

And then he dropped the anti-matter bomb.

“My **** abilities are now so much more powerful than before that I can use them to not just mind trick people, but to give them permanent commands by mind controlling them with ease…ensuring that anyone I want to keep by my side becomes my eager and loyal supporter for the rest of their life.”

The Crimson Dawn agent’s jaw almost dropped to the floor. Her gut reaction was to say that he was lying but since she knew of the effects of the Sith relic Lord Maul had asked her to acquire, she knew that was impossible. The Emperor had just told her an outlandish truth but it was still the truth…and the realization made her mouth feel dry all of the sudden.

“So…then that’s how…” Qi’ra trailed off, feeling stunned. “It works on EVERYONE? Even surviving Jedi? And permanently?!” She asked, unable to stop herself from shouting.

“Yes, yes and yes,” He confirmed with a satisfied grin. “And let me tell you, such abilities certainly make running a Galactic Empire a lot easier. Not to mention more enjoyable when each and every female Jedi is absolutely devoted to serving me, even my sexual needs, despite the fact the old code they used to believe in forbade them from participating in the pleasurable act.”

Qi’ra gaped as she realized that the rumors they had heard from the smugglers to Byss about the Emperor having a impressive imperial harem of which the most coveted and devoted members where female Jedi Knights and Masters once upon a time were actually true and she should not have dismissed them out of hand before.

And now that she was at his mercy…

She swallowed. “Is that…is that what you intend to do to me?” The Crimson Dawn agent asked, dreading the answer but needing to hear it under the truth compulsion aura.

“Only if you lose the this test of will that I am going to offer you,” He explained, his earnest tone backed by the artifact nearby. “I did mean it when I said I was somewhat impressed by you and I do like to reward people that impress me. So, if you pass the test, I give you my word as the one and only emperor of this galaxy that not only will I let you go free without asking for details about Maul: I will also give you enough millions of credits to live comfortably and a new personal starship with a cloaking mechanism should you decide that returning to Maul after news of your capture get reach him is too risky and so would rather make a new life elsewhere and disappear.”

“That…sounds more generous than I had any right to expect,” She admitted, her voice still tense. “And the test is?”

Vader gave her a once over for a moment before answering.

“Should you accept, I am going to turn on a chronometer once we are ready,” He began. “And if you manage to last 3 minutes without orgasming, then I will consider your will strong enough to declare that you have won the test. Then I will transfer the rewards I offered and let you go free instead of punishing you for your crimes against my Empire.”

“But,” He continued on, his voice geting husky all of a sudden while his eyes darkened in lust. “If you climax before those 3 minutes are up, I will use my extremely powerful mind controlling abilities to make you my absolutely loyal servant for the rest of your life. Your loyalty to Crimson Dawn and your previous comment about fearing Maul more than disappointing me will seem like a small and insignificant, half-forgotten dream in comparison.”

Qi’ra swallowed hard as the stakes were explained but she barely had time to react before he kept going, his tone gleeful as he explained what her future will hold if she lost the test.

“Since you will be serving me with absolute conviction and devotion in everything I ask, should you fail the test, that also means that you will spread your legs for me willingly and allow me to fuck you any time I want, for as long as you live. More, you will bear my children if I command it, and if they are daughters, you will raise them to be loyal imperial subjects and once they grow of age, you WILL be delighted to teach them in the ways of sex and seduction, just in time for me to claim their virginities.”

The Crimson Dawn agent’s eyes widened in absolute shock, feeling stunned speechless.

“Also, should you lose the test, forget about being a completely straight woman in bed,” He added. “I will alter your mind so that you become extremely sexually attracted to females so that you can have a lot of sex with the other attractive women of my imperial harem, former Jedi, or otherwise. So, I will technically make you bisexual but as far as sexual attraction is concerned, you will be physically incapable of becoming aroused by any male that isn’t me,” Vader declared. “From then on, I will be your ultimate turn on and you will never be able to deny me anything, because you will NEVER, ever want to. Once my permanent mind control commands sink in, you will understand that your mind, body and soul are mine to do with as I see fit and more importantly, you will LOVE that this is the case. So, you will always obey me in absolutely everything for as long as your life, no matter what it is and it will seem as if it is the most natural and right thing in the world, with your brain mentally incapable of even thinking that such a thing is wrong in any way.”

Qi’ra had run out of saliva to swallow, such was her shock and fear. She was silent for a long, long moment, as she tried to process the magnitude of everything he was saying would happen to her if she failed before those 3 minutes were done. Eventually, she shook her head as if to clear it and couldn’t stop herself from asking the first thing that came out of her mouth.

“Why…just why?!” She asked breathlessly, her voice small.

Emperor Vader looked her in the eyes and the Sith talisman compelled him to tell her the truth.

“Because, my dear Qi’ra, this galaxy is mine,” He proclaimed. “And I have more than enough power, influence, and resources to claim each and every woman that I want, when I want. So, I have to start somewhere,” He added with a smug smirk.

The fact that the Emperor had enough understanding of his situation to believe firmly that he was indeed capable of doing all of that was almost more terrifying than everything else he had told her so far. But she couldn’t afford to lose her voice again.

“And…if I refuse to take the test, what would you do?”

Vader shrugged at that. “In that case, I will still mind control you but instead of giving you a place of honor in my harem and ensuring you will never want for anything in your life, regardless of whether they are emotional, economical, medical or sexual needs, I will brainwash you into becoming the sex **** of the other women in the harem instead. So, no matter what sexual act they demand of you, regardless of the level of outrage and humiliation, you will end up performing it with a smile on your face. But, unlike the other mind controlled path I would put you through should you at least try to win the challenge but end up losing instead, emotionally speaking, it would be a fake smile because I will not command your mind to enjoy your new status as a life-long sex ****.

“In fact,” He added in a cheerful tone as she paled before him, “I will make sure you hate it all with a passion and want nothing more than to kill them and me for making you do this, while always being aware that you will never be able to get your **** in any way because I will also mind control you to become incapable of harming us and plotting against us no matter how much you hate servicing our each and every sexual desires. Oh, and unlike the other option, I won’t make you bisexual if you refuse the test, so you will also have to deal with the disgust being **** to be a part of one lesbian orgy after another as the years turn into decades without being the least bit attracted to the female form. Oh, and, finally, I will also ensure you will be incapable of killing yourself to escape that fate should it get too unbearable for you. So, I suppose you can agree with me when I tell you that this would be the worst option available, don’t you think?”

As much as she hated to admit it, she did have to agree. That existence sounded like a dark nightmare full of torment made manifest that she would never wake up from no matter how hard she wanted to. At least if she tried and failed to pass the test, she would be happier than she had ever been as a devoted servant of the Emperor, even if her immense joy would be artificial. And there was still the chance that she could actually win. Three minutes was not actually that long.

So, it was with that that she took several long and deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down in order to brace herself for the challenge of her life.

Then, she reopened her eyes, raised her chin and stared at the mighty man that had her at his complete and utter mercy head on.

“I accept your challenge, Emperor Vader.”

A/N: Shoutout to Forcy for writing this one. Suggestions are welcomed by all.