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Chapter 3 by MisterMan1965 MisterMan1965

What will happen to the plucky heroine now, in the clutches of this villian?

Leia will be used and broken

Vader pinched Leia’s nipples. The artificial fingers on mechanical arms that had replaced his lost living limbs had sense receptors, but it was not the same as real human feeling. They gave him precise control, however. He could calibrate the exact pressure he applied. He impassively watched the rebel whore’s face as she writhed in ****-enhanced pain. The princess couldn’t even scream at first, just gasp soundlessly.

Vader released one of her nipples and his gauntleted hand SLAPPED down on her tit. The guards remained at attention, stock still and silently witnessing as the Dark Lord began to toy with his prisoner. The tall, masked figure took his time, letting the suspended young woman catch her breath between each pinch and slap, so each one was a new, fresh sensation. “Tell me the location of the rebel base, treasonous slut!” Vader demanded, “And what you did with the stolen plans.”

The Sith telepathically pressed his will upon Leia’s mind. Unlike the subtle direction of the Jedi Mind Trick, this was a brutal, battering **** on her psyche. When he touched her mind, Vader felt an odd sense of familiarity, but he ignored it and pressed harder, attempting to crush the small rebel’s will. Leia clenched her jaw tight, knowing if she spoke, she would give in to it. She shook her head vehemently. Her body hung limply from the cuffs, they dug into her wrists, but she refused to speak.

It seemed this little spoiled royal was a stronger adversary than Vader had encountered in a long time. No matter, he had time on his side, and more methods to bring to bear on the princess. His hands moved to the codpiece of his armor, He detached it, revealing his cock.

Leia stared in disbelief and shock. She had never seen anything like it. She shook her head back and forth, “no… no… no… “ she gasped out.

When Palpatine had saved Vader from Mustafar, he had remade him to be a weapon of terror. Enough of Vader’s cock had survived the burns to provide cloned skin and nerves to reconnect and heal with bacta treatment, so that he would have full sensation, but much of the shaft had been rebuilt with cybernetics. It was more machine now than man, frighteningly large, with metallic surfaces and knoblike protrusions along its length. Pale white scars outlined where the skin was fused to the metal.

Vader approached Leia. She shivered. “No!” she shouted. “You can’t do this. My father is Senator Organa, King of Alderaan.” The Sith nodded to the floating droid. It injected another shot into her ass. Her sense of time began to bend a stretch. Everything around her was moving in slow motion. She felt Vader’s gloved hands grip her thighs. Her feet were lifted from the floor as he spread her legs open. Her weight shifted to her wrists and the cuff bit deeper into her skin.

The huge Sith Lord shifted the small princess’ body, bringing her sex to the tip of his monstrous cybernetic cock. Leia shook her head weakly back and forth. Even the slightest movement was so stretched out to her **** mind, that it felt like she was moving at a glacial pace through thick, sucking mud. Vader pressed the head between her folds, slowly forcing in, stretching her open. Leia was not a virgin, she had experienced brief wartime romances and one-night stands with a few of the rebel pilots. As a wealthy princess, she had acquired a collection of the finest quality sex toys of all descriptions and sizes, but she had never felt anything so large and bizarre invading her.

Leia struggled and kicked to escape, but the grip of Vader’s mechanical hands was too strong. He merely pressed in deeper. The **** made her feel every bump and protrusion on his shaft as it pushed into her, and made her experience it as if it was taking hours. The entire time, his implacable, rage-driven will was bearing down on her mind, telling her to give in, give up, that her defeat was inevitable. She was **** to be saved from this violation; needed to be rescued. She could only think of the man who always protected her, she cried out “Father, save me! Daaaaadiiiieeee…!”

At that, Vader sensed the odd sense of connection to Leia’s mind again, so like a connection he had long ago. The strength of her mind was so like that of his lost love, his secret wife, Padme. Her strength in the **** was familiar, too. Not the same as the presence in the **** of any of the Jedi he had encountered, or of his master Palpatine, but tantalizingly like something he knew, but could not place.

He couldn’t take the time to explore this intuition now. He could tell the princess was on the verge of breaking. He began to thrust into her with long, deep, slow, hard deliberate thrusts that jolted her small, suspended body and **** low grunts from her throat each time he drove in. He could feel her resolve slipping. Even if she didn’t give up the information this time, shame and humiliation would eat at her, the fear of their next encounter would weaken her. She would break soon.

Vader decided to add to her shame. With another nod to the **** droid, it hovered over the sobbing woman, and pressed a needle into her belly. This injection would increase her sexual response like the first had enhanced her tactile senses. Vader began to heave his massive, inhuman rod into her again, taking her roughly. Leia’s pain and arousal blended in a mind-bending mix. Vader took a small bit of his concentration away from his psychic **** on her will, to telekinetically brush her clit with a **** touch. Leia’s body bucked and shivered.

It went on and on, the minutes seemed like hours to Leia’s ****-addled perception. The huge metal and flesh cock thrusting into her pussy and the light **** touches on her clit kept her just on the edge of orgasm, despite her fear and revulsion at what was being done to her.

Vader finished inside her. His augmented cock pumping spurt after spurt of his jism deep in her pussy. Then he let her spent, sweat-drenched body hang from the cuffs. He replaced the codpiece of his armor and turned to the guards who had silently witnessed Leia’s violation. “Clean the prisoner and bring her to my quarters. I will continue my interrogation there.”

What terrible fate awaits Leia in Vader's private quarters?

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