I couldn't see anything. I don't know how long we were travelling for, I lost track of time and I heard the engines start to go into light speed. I couldn't even tell what galaxy I was in. then I was seized and dragged, along since I refused to walk, just to make it more difficult for the storm troopers. I knew they were trying to bring me to whoever they reported to. I also knew the worst was yet to come.
They threw me to my knees and they took the cloth hood off of my face for the first since I've been captured. Everything was too bright but I couldn't misplace the figure clothed in all black in front of me as he breathed through that awful mask. "one day you'll willing be on your knees in submission," he said probably with that stupid smirk on his face before he commanded his guards to drag me away to a cell.
The cell was small and cold, they pushed me onto a metal table that felt like a block of ice. My limbs were spread and restrained, I couldn't move no matter how hard I tried. Then I was left alone in complete deafening silence. I thought I was going crazy, all they needed was to drip water onto my forehead and I would have completely lost my shit. Being stranded on Jakku seemed like a vacation compared to this place. A droid entered my cell carrying a tray of what seemed like food, water, and….syringes. the droid force fed me, and made sure I drank everything in the cup. Then it poked my arm and took vile after vile of blood, until I was light-headed. I didn't bother asking it why they needed that much blood, it had no way to reply to me, which seemed like a savage thing to do.
Before I got my strength back, Kylo Ren had entered my cell and instructed the droid to leave immediately. Even though his face was covered, I felt his eyes piercing through me, analyzing me as if I was an animal or a planet that he wanted to conquer. As he raised his hand, my esophagus was constricting making it difficult to breath and I felt like lightning had struck my frontal lobe and it would explode. I was already weak but this was too much, even for me. I started to scream and tears rolled down my face. When I opened my eyes he was in front of me, removing any clothing I had left from my trip to this distant place. I tried to force my knees together but between the restraints and the pain in my head, I couldn't move. He climbed onto the table, between my legs, and only moved his pants down enough that he could get his cock out, which looked long, thick, pulsing, and angry. I refused to scream, and I refused to cry, I didn't even want to give him the satisfaction of knowing I was in pain. I just closed my eyes and waited for it to be over. But when he entered me I thought my body was going to give up on me. The pain was appalling, when I heard a small gasp I knew he was finally fully in me. my entire body was tense with anticipation for what was to come, but so was his. This blew my mind, why was he so tense? Why wasn't he moving. Why didn't he want to get on with this? He was the on subjecting me to this torture! "IS THE RAPIST REALLY A VIRGIN?" I screamed at him, I hated how close he was to me and yet how distant he was. I couldn't even tell what his face was giving away; I was looking at a monster, not a person.
He pulled himself completely out of me, I thought I was in the clear, free finally. But I was wrong; he slammed into my body repeatedly with such force and concentration. His body weight on top of me and his ragged breathing made me want to vomit, but there was nothing in my stomach. Before I knew it my body was betraying me, this onslaught started to feel good, more than good, and I hated myself for it. I didn't want this, and I didn't want him doing this to me. But he was so long and so thick I started to moan, which made him go harder and faster. No matter how I tried to distract myself, I couldn't bring myself from the edge that I knew I was going to topple over soon. His gloved hands moved from the side of the table, to my waist, where I knew there would be bruises tomorrow from his grip, but at that moment I didn't care. My entire body was shaking and contorting as I came down from an orgasm, my entire body was buzzing, I felt like I was on fire. I felt so raw and so sensitive that when he cam I felt like he was extinguishing a fire inside of me. He rolled off the table, put his pants back into place and left without a word. I felt alone and empty and disgusting. I wanted to wash every inch of myself with bleach, which is when the droid returned to do exactly that.
The next day was very similar I laid there, restrained to the table, being force fed and cups were pressed to my mouth, then more blood was drawn. I thought about all the people I left behind, I even assured them that I would be okay, and that I didn't need anyone to come with me on my journey to find Luke Skywalker. When my ship was taken I sent the map back to General Organa, and deleted it from the ship's drive. I hope someone found Luke, and I didn't endanger the Resistance.
After my third meal Kylo returned for my body, but this time he had the decency to remove his mask, but once again his pants never touched the floor. When I looked into his eyes I only saw determination, and an emotionless soul. I closed my eyes and turned away from him, I tried to pretend I felt nothing as he begin his tortuous pursuit. It wasn't as painful as yesterday, but he was still unwanted. As he settled between my legs and picked up his pace, my body betrayed me, again, I felt a wetness build between my legs as his dick slide in and out. There was a crack inside of me, and a fire was ignited I couldn't stop myself from moaning. I needed him to extinguish the fire he started. I couldn't just lie there any longer, so I started rotating my hips, hoping to create some friction, to speed up the building orgasm, soon I was involuntarily bucking my hips to match his thrusts. Without him moving or even blinking, I was slammed hard against the table, "Keep. Still," he commanded. I was trapped and at the mercy of my captive. Mentally I felt like my libido was being stroked over and over which created an all-time high arousal level inside of me. "Please go faster", I begged. He laughed, "say you're mine." "no!" I moaned. His motions slowed down to a glacier pace. I begged him again, "please, I can't-." It was barely a whisper. I thought I was going to explode from frustration. "You know what you have to say," he added. I groaned in frustration. He wrapped one of his gloved hands around my throat as he leaned next to my ear, I could feel his rugged breaths as he growled, "Say it." I refused his demands. He went slower, now barely moving "say it." I kept my mouth shut.
"say it!" he yelled in my face through gritted teeth. His frustration and temper were rising. "fine, if I can't make you speak, then you don't need your mouth." He pushed himself off of me and I gasped for air, which didn't last long. He shoved his cock into my mouth and he made me suck until I swallowed every drop of him and tears stained my face. He left and the droid came in once again to clean up his mess. I was extremely frustrated and couldn't do anything about it.
My third day of captivity I didn't see him, nor on the fourth. But on the fifth day, he came into my cell after my first meal and paced the small room over and over again. "what do you want?" I asked him, I was tired of being fed by someone else, and restrained to this hard piece of metal. He didn't say anything, but he looked at me like I was the most hated thing, in all the galaxies. My restraints were removed and I was flipped over and banged back down on the table, my restraints put back on in this new position. His breathing was heavy, it sounded like he had just ran a mile and he was throwing his mask, gloves, shirt and pants over the tiny cell. He crushed me with the weight of his body, and he snarled "do you have any idea how irritating you and your friends are? I just wasted some of my best troops to get them off my back and make them crawl back into the hole they came from because they are looking for you!"
To say he was fuming was an understatement. I thought this was how he was going to kill me, right here on this table with his naked body pressed into my backside. But i felt something hard and poking me, "I'm going to fuck you until you fucking scream and your pussy is fucking raw."
He forced himself between my legs and fucked me. For the first time in my captivity I was scared. I didn't know who was dead and who was alive, I just saw the faces of everyone I cared about over and over in my head. Today, my body didn't betray me. He fucked me from behind fast and hard, my shoulders were pushed down into the metal, my ass hurt from the weight of his body, and my legs were cramping. He fucked me like that over and over until it felt like sand paper inside of me. I was tired, hungry, and thirsty, but when the droid came in for my second meal it was sent away. I don't know how much time had passed. When my pussy couldn't take anymore I started to scream from the pain, he moved to a part of my body that had never been explored before. Even the scavengers on Jakku wouldn't go near this part of me. But he did, he shoved a finger inside my pussy to get is wet and slick. Then he slowly pushed against my ass hole until he was one knuckle deep. He wiggled his finger around and around, and then he pressed his tongue where I never thought anyone would press their tongue. It felt strange, but oddly satisfying at the same time especially after the attack my pussy just faced. Kylo Ren was eating my ass. I couldn't wait to tell Fin and Poe so we could laugh about it, that is if they were both alive. His tongue was replaced by something harder and much bigger and it felt like I was burning but not in a good way, but in a way that made my tired body perk up and attempt to resist his new attack of pushing and thrust his way deep inside of me. I laid there each time and took it. Too worried about everyone I left behind, and who could possibly be dead. When he finally couldn't get it up, he put his clothes back and called for the droid. He made it draw more blood and waited for the results, staring at me like I was the scum of the galaxy who had raped him, not the other way around. The droid presented the results on a tablet. He looked at it and then destroyed it with his lightsaber. "What's wrong with you?" he yelled at me, "why aren't you pregnant yet?"
PREGNANT? What did he mean? What was he talking about? How did he expect me to get pregnant when he forced himself inside of me? The look of horror on my face gave me away, he smirked and said "you think I'm doing this because I want to? Please! I'm doing this because I'm under orders from Snoke. My master believes that if we conceive a child, and I raise him to embrace the dark side, the Force will be tipped in our favor. Then you'll call me master, and no one will be able to stop us."
I was mortified, but using the only energy I had left I very calming I told him, "I will never call you master, and you will never take any child of mine."
"we will see about that." And he left me all alone with my thoughts.
A few days later I was sent to a different cell, but it looked more like a guest room, than a cell. It had a real bed , a private bathroom, books, and a window. I wasn't restrained in this room, but there was no way out from the inside. I decided to take a shower, since it had been days since I had one. The hot water felt amazing on my sore body and finally the grim was washed away. I felt like I had finally scrubbed Kylo Ren off of me. I got out of the shower and found the closet had new standard first order clothes for me to put on, which I did since Kylo turned my clothes to shreds during his visits. I was about to crawl into the bed which was neatly made and actually looked comfortable, but then he came through my door and quickly and aggressively walked up to me. He held my face so I couldn't turn away from him and then he pressed his body hard into mine and lowered his head so it was directly next to mine and he whispered "I want you and I want you now" in the sexiest tone I have ever heard. Immediately I started to get wet, he started to kiss me and leaned his lower body against mine so I could feel his dick hardening against my groin. He maneuvered a leg so it was between mine and pushed up against my pussy. He pressed a finger against my sex and realized how wet I was through my new panties which is only making him harder. He started to kiss me harder and his hands start to explore my body. I realized this was the first time he had done this to me while I wasn't restrained. He started to dry hump me against the bed and both of our breathing picked up, he undid his belt, zipper, and pants button and kicked them to the floor, he was naked and ready to remove whatever was in his way. "no stop it, you can't—" I started, "I can't what? Hmm? What can't I do? Have sex with you? Because you're no longer restrained," he had pushed my arms up above my head and held them there with the force, "I can and I will," I felt pressure build at my throat and tried to stay calm, "I know you like this. I see it in your head every time I leave you. You hate that it was me who did it but you love what I do to you. even right now you're dripping wet and I've barely touched you. I know your body. I could even be…the master of your body." That fucking smirk went across his mouth again; I knew he wanted me to say it. He removed the rest of my clothes and with ease he slide himself in me, he fucked me harder and faster than ever before, the desire on his face was so intense that it was almost intimidating. And he was right, I had never been this wet, my pussy was pulsating and I knew he could feel it just like I could feel his dick twitch with every movement he made. I couldn't stop him from licking and sucking on my tits. He told me how tight my pussy felt and my body bucked up toward him as fast as I could make it go. Then something new happened. I felt like I was going to pee my pants and all over his dick. "Kylo, stop I have to pee, I'm really going to pee," I panted. He smirked, "no you're not." I didn't know what he meant by that, but I figured if he wasn't concerned than why should I? He kept up the frantic speed, my bladder felt like it was about to explode, but before it did he cam inside me, which drove me over the edge, screaming. I was so embarrassed, even in front of this monster. "Relax, you didn't pee, you squirted. It means you were more aroused than normal and you cam harder than you have." Those were his last words before he left, but this time the droid did not enter to help me clean up the mess we both made. This time it was two hand maids ready with clean sheets and clothes and I was utterly confused.