He humiliates her

The offworlder yanked her to her feet and threw her onto the bed, sending her sprawling. Before Rey could react, he was behind her, on top of her, pinning her into the bed and sliding her panties down her legs, her intimate folds laid bare in an instant. A rough finger ran along her slit, and she trembled with discomfort.

"You like that, eh?" he whispered in her ear. The same finger traced a line across her cheek, leaving a moist trail. "All wet and ready for me."

Two fingers pushed into her tight entrance, and she stifled a moan. Her hands clenched the soft bedsheets. It was utterly humiliating how much her body wanted him, even while anger boiled in the pit of her stomach. "Ever tasted yourself?" His fingers, wet with her juices, were suddenly against her open lips. She tried to pull back, but he jammed them against her tongue and **** her to lick them clean despite the taste. "I bet you have, haven't you. Slut."

His hand collided with her ass with a crack that echoed around the room.

Eyes watering from the pain, Rey barely noticed him pushing into her. Once he was fully inside her, though, he started to thrust, and she grunted as his body pressed against her bare back. His shaft slid in and out, stretching her walls at every thrust.

He groaned in her ear. "Fuck, you're so tight!" Another hard spank. Rey screamed into the pillow. "How do you stay so tight, slut?"

She was trembling now. The warmth of his body, the stinging pain from her ass, his rough hand squeezing her breast, his dick filling her pussy, it was all too much. She wanted to vomit. To scream. To find a blaster and turn it on him. Her body shook with anger.

"Are you going to cum, slut?" he panted, slapping her ass again. "Is this what really gets you going?"

Whimpering, she shook her head. Tears soaked the pillow. She hated how pathetic she sounded, how weak. She wanted to throw him off her, but her body refused to move.

His hand gripped her neck, stopping her from shaking. She was about to move, to try and fight, but then she noticed that his breath was coming in ragged gasps. It was nearly over.

He groaned, and Rey felt him twitch inside her. Cum shot from his cock and splashed against the inside of her pussy. He thrusted weakly a couple more times, dragging his body against hers, and then rolled off, panting.

She lay there as his seed leaked from between her legs, shivering. She couldn't even muster the energy to wipe her face.

"You were perfect," he said, getting up and towering over her. "I just need you to do one more thing for me."

A steady stream of warm water started to lash against her back. It took her a moment to piece together what it was, but as soon as she did, the rage that she had been burying suddenly exploded. She twisted on the bed and threw her hand out instinctively, and a wave of **** knocked him across the room.

He clattered against the wall and staggered to his feet. "What the fuck?"

Rey snatched up a towel and wiped his liquids off, glaring at him. "You perverted prick! You could see I hated every second of it! And you enjoyed it!"

He snarled. "You're just a fucking whore, what do I care?" He lunged towards her.

Something snapped inside her. Raising her hand, she unleashed all her anger and caught him in mid-air by the throat, without even touching him. He hovered there, eyes wide with panic, as he scratched at his neck to claw away whatever was holding him, but to no avail.

Rey smiled vindictively, feeling the power flowing through her fingertips. Somehow, she knew that she could snap his neck with just a twist of her hand. She could do whatever she wanted to him.

And a little voice in the back of her head was telling her to do it.