Lord Kylo Ren assessed the young woman standing before him through the two-way mirror. If it weren't for the fact that she was facing her own reflection, Ren would've sworn that she was trying to burn a hole through his face with her almond shaped eyes. She held her head high and stared straight ahead, a look of total haughtily indifference playing upon the fine features of her face. Her chestnut brown hair was pulled back in a single bun at the crown of her head and she wore a blood red satin robe that held the First Order's herald across her left breast.

Ren liked her.

"How old?" he asked curtly.

Madam Tracon jumped slightly. They had been standing in complete silence for the past ten minutes and the sudden deep vibration of Lord Kylo Ren's artificial voice caught her off guard.

"Uh…nineteen, Sir."

"From where?"

"We found her during a talent sweep on Jakku of all places," the middle aged woman sneered.

Jakku. Ren's ears perked up instantly and his eyes narrowed through the visor of his mask, trying to see if he could place the finely boned girl.

"Is she clean?"

"Spotless, Sir. Exceptional health record. No sexually transmitted diseases. No pregnancies. Clean blood. Perfect oral hygiene…she truly is my best girl."

"How many partners?"

"Sixteen, Sir."

Ren turned his head ever so slightly towards the Madam.

"Only sixteen?"

"Yes, Sir. As I said, she is my best girl. Therefore, I am very particular with her clients."

"How strong is she?"

Madam Tracon lifted a blonde brow at the quirky question. Normally she could quickly figure out what exactly the men wanted from her girls but she had absolutely no idea what Lord Ren wanted, if he wanted anything at all.

"Well, she survived being on her own on a trash planet for twelve years before I found her. She's quite…hardy, Sir. Despite how fragile she looks."

Ren balled his leather bound hands into fists at his sides.

"Name?"

"Rey, Sir."

"Rey, what?" he asked impatiently.

"Just Rey, Sir. She's an orphan. Tragic story, really…"

Ren cut her off, suddenly feeling annoyed by the woman's presence.

"Has General Hux had her?"

Madam Tracon let out a small laugh. "No, Sir. General Hux couldn't afford Rey. Would you like her to disrobe?"

"Yes," Ren demanded.

Madam Tracon stepped up to the intercom situated next to the mirror and pressed a perfectly manicured finger upon the microphone button.

"Rey, darling…sweetheart…be a good girl and take off your robe."

Rey nodded once and brought her small hands to the waist of her robe, pulling the bow undone. She let the red satin fall from her body slowly, as if she had been made to rehearse this moment of presentation hundreds of times before.

Ren's voice hitched slightly through his mask. Rey didn't have an overly shaped woman's body but her muscles were toned and her breasts were proportionate and perky. Ren's eyes settled upon her erect, dark pink nipples. He suddenly had the urge to latch onto and suck those nipples until she squealed his name.

"How much?"

"For the Lord Master of the Knights of Ren?" Madam Tracon smiled brightly. "Only fifty thousand credits…and I'll even allow you to test her for free. I have a small room across the hallway. She could meet you there in five minutes."

Ren turned his head to the Madam.

"Done."

Madam Tracon patted Rey's arm softly as she led her towards the Testing Room.

"Make sure that Lord Ren leaves here satisfied, sweetheart. Whatever he wishes you to do, you do it without hesitation. Is that clear, darling?"

"Of course, Madam Tracon," Rey answered though a phony smile.

"Good girl," Madam Tracon praised as she opened the door to the Testing Room, "now off you go!"

Rey was all but pushed into the Testing Room and she startled slightly as the metal door closed sharply behind her. It took a moment for Rey to get her bearings in the dimly lit room. Due to its purpose, it was sparsely furnished with only a red leather armless chaise lounge situated in the middle. Turning her head to the right she found a tall, half-dressed figure standing towards the corner and facing away from her. Something was covering his head…a metal hat, perhaps?

Rey swallowed nervously as she stepped towards Ren, her bare feet padding softly over the white marble floor.

"Hello? Lord Ren? I'm Rey…it's a plea…"

Before she could finish her sentence, Ren turned to face Rey. Her eyes widened as she was caught off guard by the mask covering his face. Inwardly, Rey cursed Madam Tracon for forgetting to tell her that little bit of information. She was used to various odd fetishes but this was the first time Rey had encountered anyone wearing a mask.

Rey cleared her throat and smiled softly up at Lord Ren.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," she finished.

Ren simply offered a nod and motioned for Rey to sit on the chaise. Rey narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to figure out if he was mute as well. Obediently, she walked to the chaise and took a seat. Ren quickly followed after her.

Rey watched the large man intently as he took a seat next to her on the cool leather lounger. His movements were so tightly controlled. She could already tell that this would be the most unusual testing she had ever gone through.

"How may I serve you, Lord Ren?"

Ren stared intimidatingly at Rey and she began to feel slightly uncomfortable at the intensity brought on by the dark mask. Normally, she would make the first move to set her new clients at ease but something told her that this man needed to be the one in control.

"Straddle me," Ren commanded.

A small shiver ran down Rey's spine, it would take some time for her to get used to the unnatural, artificial voice. So this is how he wanted to play? Rey hadn't much experience with submission. Many of her former clients were high ranking officials within the First Order. After years of giving orders, their desires often turned to that of wanting to be dominated. For the first time in a long while, Rey was nervous about her ability to satisfy the man in the mask.

Rey moved her body and climbed atop of Ren's lap, placing a toned thigh on either side of his black leather clad legs. She looked into the visor of his mask, wondering what he looked like under the shield of metal and glass.

"May I touch you, Lord Ren?"

"No," he answered quickly, "clasp your hands together behind your back."

Rey did as she was told and pulled her arms behind her back, holding her hands together tightly. She quirked her head to the side and opened her mouth to ask him what he needed next.

"Don't talk. Don't make a sound. Do you understand?" Ren stated.

Rey closed her mouth and gave a small nod. This was the first time in her two years as a New Order Courtesan where she actually felt beneath a man. Lord Ren wouldn't be putting her on a pedestal tonight.

Ren grabbed the robe's satin cord tied at Rey's waist and released the knot securing the garment together. He pushed the soft fabric apart to reveal the perfectly tanned expanse of skin of her petite torso. She shook slightly as he took his index finger and dragged a line from the middle indent of her clavicle, down the valley between her breasts, and along her stomach before reaching the top of her bald slit between her thighs. He stroked her hairless outer lips gently and Rey let out a moan.

Suddenly, Ren smacked his open palm against Rey's thigh, leaving a red welt on her golden skin. Rey jumped on his lap and scowled at the masked monster. How dare he?

"I told you not to make a sound," Ren growled harshly.

Rey could hear Madam Tracon's voice in the back of her mind telling her to please Lord Ren however he wished and she bit her tongue to stop herself from telling Lord Ren where he could stick his credits.

Ren pet his fingertips over Rey's welted skin, soothing the sting away. There was a bite to this girl and he couldn't wait to bend her to his will. He wanted her badly. It would take time for her to submit fully, but the wait would be extremely satisfying. Ren decided that he wouldn't use the Force on her right away. He didn't want to frighten her nor give her the opportunity to refuse him when he called upon her again. Eventually, she would only trust Ren and he would be the only thing that mattered. He started to grow hard at the mere thought of her submitting to him like a helpless kitten.

"Off," he ordered, "lie on your back and spread your thighs for me."

Rey unclasped her hands and shook her arms lightly, willing the blood to flow into her extremities again. She moved off of Ren's lap and settled her back against the leather chaise, spreading her legs open and letting them fall to the sides of the narrow lounger. A little, unfamiliar whisper entered her thoughts urging her to relax, that everything would be ok. She felt deep within her gut, however, that while the whisper should be comforting, she couldn't trust it.

Ren stood, towering over the girl lying prone next to him. He bent down and removed his heavy boots from his feet and set them to the side. Rey's hazel eyes tracked his movements carefully, afraid to move anything more than her gaze. Ren then removed his pants, grunting with relief once his hard erection was freed from the confining leather.

Rey blinked in surprise as she took in the sight of Ren's hard cock. He was much larger than she had anticipated, although her shouldn't have expected him to be average given the fact that he was the tallest man she had ever encountered. Her eyes took their fill of his muscular body. She was pleasantly pleased with his physical form. His porcelain skin was marked in various places by raised scars that only enhanced his sculpted muscles and Rey wondered for a moment at the stories behind them.

Ren settled himself in between Rey's legs and placed his large hands against her ribcage under her breasts, kneading his fingers into the empty spaces between the bones.

Rey dragged in a breath at the odd sensation of her ribs being poked and prodded. Although it wasn't unpleasant, it was unusual. Her body responded favorably, though, and she felt her nipples harden and wetness begin to seep from her cunt.

Ren smirked beneath his mask as he watched Rey's nipples pebble. He flicked at them harshly with his fingertips as if he was flicking away an annoying bug.

Rey's face twisted in pain and she shut her eyes tightly, trying to ignore the stabbing sensation radiating from her nipples with each assault of Ren's fingertips.

"Good girl," Ren praised.

She was showing signs of capable self control and Ren was quite pleased with the girl shuddering before him. He felt generous and decided to reward her for being so well behaved. Ren moved his right hand from her tits to her swollen cunt. He took his middle finger and toyed with her outer lips, wiggling them apart and stroking up and down the length of her wet slit.

Rey pulled her lower lip between her teeth and bit down hard. She kept her eyelids pressed shut. Staying silent was getting harder and harder to do. She doubted she could last very much longer.

Lord Ren could sense Rey's fear and frustration and it only made him harder. He took his lubricated finger and found her tender clit. Rey's hips bucked under his touch and he pushed into her hipbone with his left hand.

"Tsk, tsk…steady yourself," he warned.

Rey opened her pleading eyes and looked at the man hovering over her. Ren continued to play with her erect bud, swirling his fingertip around it slowly and then tapping its center with a quick, rapid movement. Over and over again, stopping every so often to push his first two fingers into her warm pussy to pull out the liquid of her arousal.

Rey was about to lose her mind. She felt her body climb the all too familiar jagged peak and she wanted nothing more than to fuck Lord Ren's hand into oblivion. She begged him with her eyes to let her fall over the edge. She was so very close.

Ren bent down and pressed his face against Rey's, nuzzling her ear with the cold metal of his mask.

"Cum, girl. Scream for me."

That was all she needed. Rey's body exploded into a million tiny, sharp pieces that sliced up her pussy and out her belly button. Her muscles jerked and her screams bounced around the tiny Testing Room.

Lord Ren stroked his hand across her trembling stomach, calming her down from her orgasm. He watched her beautiful face relax in pleasure and he filled himself with pride.

Now it was his turn.

"I'm going to fuck you now," he stated matter of factly, "you may touch me and you may scream."

Rey practically jumped at the invitation. As Ren was situating her hips to give him better access to her pussy, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around his thick cock. He let out a mechanical growl as she bounced his hardened dick on her drenched cunt. Rey gave him an evil smirk before he swatted her hand away impatiently. He was too wound up to be teased.

Lord Ren grasped her hipbones and buried his cock into her hot channel in one rough thrust. Rey cried out at the sudden impalement, he felt too large and her muscles were straining and burning trying to accommodate his girth. She looked up at the damn mask, wishing she could look into the eyes of the man controlling her body.

Ren stilled a moment, feeling the walls of her cunt contracting around his cock. Maker she felt good. He groaned into his mask, giving himself a second to savor it. He would remember this for years to come.

Ren had only just entered the girl, but he already felt his body building to a release, she was too wet and he was too turned on. He began to thrust wildly into Rey, uncaring of the pain he knew he was causing her. He grabbed her right leg and threw if over his shoulder, allowing himself to dive deeper into her cunt. His breathing labored and the inside of his mask filled with fog. In the distance, he could hear Rey whimper from the physical onslaught of his thrusts but he paid her no mind. This wasn't about her pleasure, anymore. Ren thought of nothing but the feel of his cock being surrounded by her velvet heat. His release was fast approaching and he pounded into her again and again until finally his world stopped. He came inside of her almost painfully. Ren's body pushed once…twice…and then he stilled.

Ren caressed Rey's calf softly as he came back to his senses. Gently, he removed her leg from his shoulder and placed it on the chaise. He slowly pulled his semi-hard, spent dick from her messy pussy and watched in amazement as his cum dripped out of her slowly. Yes, he would remember this night.

Rey sat up and wrapped her wrinkled robe around her sweat covered body, tightening the belt to her waist. This wasn't the time to bask in the afterglow. Her test was finished and her job was over. She curved a brow at Lord Ren, waiting to hear his assessment.

Ren took Rey's cheek in his hand and brushed her lips with the tip of his thumb. Next time, he would make good use of her mouth.

"Good girl. Tell Madam Tracon she will hear from me shortly."

Rey smiled softly and offered a nod. She stood from the chaise and headed to the door. She was proud of herself for being able to please the masked monster and also terrified that she would no doubt be seeing him again soon. Rey gave Lord Ren one last glance before leaving the Testing Room and then shut the door quickly behind her.

A/N Hello my lovelies! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of LW. I will be uploading DAILY...so buckle up and stay tuned, its going to be a fun ride-I PROMISE! Thank you so much for spending your time reading my fic...please stop by tumblr and say hi! You can find me under CoraRiley, cant wait to hear from you!