AN: Welcome to the final chapter! Thank you for the reads and reviews, it's been really fun writing this one 3

For the third day in a row, Kylo stalked towards his room. His pace was faster than usual, eager to satisfy an itch that seemed insatiable, recently.

Entering his quarters, he was unsurprised to see his apprehensive servant girl standing, simply waiting for him. Still, his heart began pounding and his eyes saw everything he had done in the last two days, and everything he still wanted to do. His breath caught for only a second in anticipation before he rushed forward, grabbing the lesser woman by the throat and kissing her softly. With his free hand he pulled the other's body against him.

They seemed to stand together for ages, the stark contrast between hands and lips incredibly intriguing to them. Kylo let his other hand roam, eventually finding its happy place firmly gripping his subservient's ass. For the first time the woman let herself truly engage as well, holding her master's chest tightly against her own. Finally they broke apart, but only long enough to tear away the barriers of clothing, now the only thing holding them back.

Too eager even to bother with the bed, the master pushed the woman up against the wall. He removed his hand from the servant's throat, replacing it with his mouth. Kylo wrapped his hands under her thighs and hoisted the attendant up. He held the woman with just one arm for a moment as he grabbed his cock, mercifully stroking it a few times so precum coated his length. He lined it up and slowly let the exhilarated body against him slide down on it.

The laywoman let out a whimper. For once, though, it was more pleasure than pain. Her chest heaved as her breath quickened, her hands wrapped in Kylo's thick dark hair. She rested her head back against the cool wall and let whatever sounds or words she uttered spill freely from her.

"Masterrr.."

"Y'okay?" Kylo paused in kissing her neck, breathless.

"... hard.."

"What?"

"Fuck me,... hard."

Kylo chuckled a bit, "Gladly."

He held the servant up with both hands again and slammed into her. He found himself a bit concerned that the wall may be hurting her back, but hearing such unwithheld sounds of ecstasy, he quickly forgot. He closed his eyes and gave his grateful receiver everything he had.

"Kylo, Master! Yes…" she moaned. Kylo bit his lip, feeling more alive and aroused than he could ever remember being. His body practically felt out of his control, moving in such fervent rhythm it almost felt mechanical. As much as he wanted this to last forever, it was quickly becoming apparent that it couldn't.

"Here it comes." he grunted before shooting his load into her. His subordinate's body shuttered with pleasure, but didn't climax as well. After Kylo was sure he'd filled up his attendant as well as he could, he pulled out and carried her over to the bed, laying her down with her legs over the edge. He kneeled down in front of her and slid his fingers slowly inside her.

"Master-!" she whimpered, so painfully close. Kylo wouldn't let her off so easily. His fingers slid in and out, agonizingly slow; keeping her right at the edge but never too close.

"Beg." he spat.

"Please! Master, I need to get off! I'm going crazy, Master, please please let me cum!"

Mercifully, Kylo gave her a few harsh thrusts and her walls tightened around his fingers in delight.

As the woman on the bed caught her breath, she heard her master get up and go into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. She was too tired to care why, eventually sitting up and putting her clothes back on.

Kylo was headed towards his room, again, the next day. As he turned the corner to his room, though, he was met with a shocking sight.

Two of his officers had his personal servant restrained between them. The first one of them to see him began to explain the situation.

"We found this one poking around where 'e shouldn't 'ave. The captain thinks 'e might be a rebel."

"I see." Kylo responded curtly.

"What do you want us to do with 'er?"

The master of the knights of Ren looked towards his servant, trying to lock eyes with her. But her eyes only stared at the master's boots. Quickly becoming impatient and angry, Kylo Ren grabbed her chin in his hand and jerked her head up, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Do you have anything to say in your defense?" he barked. The attendant's eyes were wide, flowing, bloodshot. She drew a quivering breath as if to speak, but it caught in her throat and she said nothing.

"That's what I thought." Kylo scoffed. He released his grip and let the girl's head hang pitifully, again. Kylo looked back to the officers.

"Rebel or not, I won't tolerate traitors and sneaks." he said.

"Kill her."