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Running.

You were running for your life; your heavy, rushed steps echoed along the walls of every corridor you passed through. And you could practically hear your own heart racing, as well as feel every beat in your throat.

You were terrified that you were going to get caught, because you knew very well what the repercussions would be if that happened.

He would kill you, and although death is something you've been prepared for - you weren't prepared for his infamous tortures that took place before the devil grants you the sweet release of death.

You attempted to quickly turn a sharp corner with the data tapes tightly in your grasp, but you were unsuccessful. You felt your body freeze in place, before you were lifted from the ground. Then you cried in pain as you were flung harshly against the metal wall. You fell to the floor and groaned as your head slammed into the floor.

"You thought you could escape?" The heavy mechanical voice spoke to you as you tried to get back to your feet; preparing to hopelessly run again, "And I thought you rebels were supposed to be smart."

You began rising from the floor once more, and flew forward into the grip of the most feared being in existence. He wrapped his gloved hand around your neck, and began squeezing the life out of you.

You could see yourself in the reflection of his black helmet, and you watched the light begin to leave your own eyes as you fought for survival; digging and clawing at his arm in hopes he'd let go. Your body was being deprived of its oxygen, and you truly thought these were your last moments of life.

"On second thought," He suddenly loosened his grip so you could breathe, but still kept your feet dangling in the air, "Maybe you could actually be of some use to me." He pressed his other two gloved fingers to your forehead, and in less than a second; you felt your head fall to the side as you lost consciousness.

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Your eyes slowly opened, and your blurry vision began to adjust to your surroundings. You tried to move, but when you looked up - you realized that you were hanging from chains that were wrapped around your wrists.

Your feet were barely touching the floor, with only your toes being able to give you some support with taking weight away from the chains that were digging painfully into your skin.

"Ah, so you're finally awake," An unknown voice echoed along the walls of this dungeon like place. You stopped fidgeting with the chains to look round the room; searching for the source of the voice, "Straight ahead darling."

You quickly looked in front of you; your eyes landing on a pair of yellow ones that can be seen glowing in the darkness. But you couldn't see anything else, no facial features or evens body; just that deathly yellow stare.

"Who are you?" You asked, your voice bouncing off the walls, just as his was.

He chuckled and the eyes began to get closer, until they reached the single light that was shining above you. Suddenly, the owner of the intimidating eyes came into view, and your heart nearly stopped when your gaze landed on the most beautiful man you had ever seen, "Well that depends on who you talk to." The handsome stranger tilted his head to the side with a sly smirk, "Many people call me many different names."

You swallowed nervously as you felt his cold breath fan your face - smelling like fresh mint and strawberries.

The stranger reached into his pocket and pulled the data tapes you had downloaded previously when you infiltrated the Death Star, "You're a clever girl, not many make it as far as you did - I give you my praise for that." He dropped the tapes onto the floor, and stomped on them with his heavy foot; the loud cracking making you flinch.

"What makes you think your praise means anything to me?" You spat boldly, already knowing and accepting your fate; you figured you might as well go down with a little fire.

He smiled as if your rude question was amusing, "Because I rarely hand it out," He shrugged, stepping closer until your noses brushed, "Now darling, let's get to the reason I decided to bring you here instead of killing you," He rubbed your cheek with his index knuckle and your eyes widened when you started to piece together who this was. You have never seen him without his mask on, and he was starting to appear even more frightening to you without it - it was the eyes, "I'm going to need you to tell me everything about the rebels operations." He whispered softly, "Everything." He repeated.

"I don't know anything," You lied as a single tear fell down your cheek. Now you were praying for death, you'd rather have that then to endure the tortures you've heard stories about that were coming your way.

He sighed as shot his hand up and gripped your jaw, "That's a lie. Please don't lie to me," His yellow eyes blazed over with anger.

"Just kill me," You begged in a whisper; your fear-filled eyes remaining locked in an intense trance with his.

"Oh I will, darling," He gently began to stroke your jaw with his thumb, "Just not yet."

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You wish you knew how long you had been here. It seemed like weeks to you, but then again, torture can make time move agonizingly slow.

Your heavy eyelids were nearly closed from exhaustion, but when you felt Vader tapping your cheek - you shot them back open, "Don't die on me yet, beautiful." He smirked and you did your best to keep your eyes open in fear of upsetting him, "Now I'll ask again, where is the main base located?"

You swallowed nervously, knowing if you gave up this information - many of your friends would die by this devil's hand, "Go fuck yourself." You spat stubbornly.

Vader sighed with a light eye roll,  "I gotta say, you're a feisty little thing." He got closer to you and gently brushed your hair behind your ear - he has a habit of doing small gestures such as this.

Although it's not something he will ever admit, but he's taken a bit of a liking to you - your loyalty and strength throughout these past few days has been something he's admired. But that doesn't change the fact that he plans to break you in order to get what he wants.

You wanted to recoil from his touch, but you couldn't - so you remained chained in place with your eyes following his movements, "Why do you keep touching my hair?" You asked after counting this to be the dozenth time he's doted upon you this way.

"It's pretty," He ran his gloved fingers through it, bringing it in front of you as he met your gaze once more, "Like you." He smirked flirtatiously.

"You're making me nauseous." You grimaced at his compliment.

He chuckled as he dropped his hand back down to his side, "I love a girl with some fire; I've had my fair share, but you are a bold one." He brought his face closer to yours as he grazed his lips against your bruised lips, your breath catching in your throat, "Now," You felt cold metal touching your delicate skin, and you already knew what it was; making your stomach churn, "Let's continue my darling. Where was that rebel base again?" He pressed the knife against your skin more harshly, bringing you pain.

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More time has passed, and you still had no idea how long you had been there. But you have been seeing Vader less and less - you figured he was finally getting bored of you.

And that bothered you.

As days went by, your heart started to pound as he walked through the door, and not out of fear - but with excitement. They say that torture is one of the roots to insanity - and that's exactly what was happening to you. Your sanity seeped away from your body along with every drop of blood you lost.

As you hung from the ceiling with your eyes closed, the door to the room opened for what felt like the first time in days, "Miss me?" His voice engulfed your ears and you opened your eyes to see the face you have been dying to look at.

You slowly nodded, causing his smirk to widen, "Yes." You whispered.

He knew exactly what was happening with you, he knew that you were growing a deep infatuation towards him, and that's exactly what he wanted and planned. A woman who loves him will give him everything he asks for.

"We'll I'm here now," He stroked your cheek with the back of his hand, making you smile as your heart raced in your chest, "And I've missed you too." He spoke sweetly to you; his words also not a complete lie.

"You did?" You asked with hope that his words were true.

He nodded slowly, continuing to caress your cheek that held healed scars, "Of course I did (y/n), you are what I always look forward to whenever I come back." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to your forehead; you closed your eyes and enjoyed the doting of your captor.

Stockholm syndrome is what many would call what you're experiencing; but you, in your obsessive intoxicated state, would call this love.

"Are you ready to tell me everything?" He asked with a head tilt.

You pressed your lips together tightly. You've been holding back because you feared that once you gave him what he wanted - he wouldn't come to see you anymore.

"Oh (y/n)," He trailed his finger up your body, "If you're worried that this would be the end of our relationship, then you're not as smart as I thought you were." He began to lift your shirt up with only his finger, exposing your stomach to the cold air, "Because you see," His eyes flickered up to yours; holding a deep desire for you, "I have many uses for you."

Your lips parted and you let out a gasp as his cold fingers stroked your waist; he smiled at your reaction.

"So tell me where they are." He squeezed your waist, and pressed his lips to the top of your nose, "Please," He whispered, bring his lips near yours - teasing you, "I'll kiss you if you do
darling, I know how much you want it. How much you want me." His eyes lifted from your lips, and locked with your gaze - his face closer than it has ever been; his nose was practically pressing into your cheek.

"Hoth, Dantooine, Alderaan, and Felucia," You finally gave in after weeks of holding back.

He smiled wider than you've ever seen, "Do you have exact coordinates in that pretty little head of yours?"

You nodded eagerly, "Of course I do."

Vader brought both of his hands up and cupped your cheeks before pressing his lips to yours. Your body and soul ignited in flames as you kissed the devil; your once pure soul is now turning into ash, and your heart of gold was tainted with black as you willingly handed yourself to the Darth Vader.

After he kissed you, he slowly backed away and gazed into your eyes, "Thank you my darling, you've been so good for me."

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He slowly lowered his hands and gently dug his fingers into the waistband of your pants - making you gasp as his fingertips brushed your clit.

He immediately pressed his lips back to yours, and drew circles around your sensitive area; prompting you to moan into his mouth.

After a few moments of intense bliss, you felt two of his gloved fingers entering your soaking cunt, "Are you enjoying your reward?" He asked lowly as his fingers began to fuck your hole fast, and he dropped his lips to your neck.

"Yes sir," You responded breathlessly.

He chuckled against your neck after biting at the sensitive skin, "Good girl; is there anything else you can think of to tell me?" He asked as he used his other hand to fully remove your pants, and he kicked them away with his boot.

You searched your mind, praying there was something else so he can reward you further, "Obi-Wan Kenobi, the commander of the rebels, has been hiding in Correlia." You informed him, and he paused momentarily at the mention of that name.

He backed away from you, "Are you positive that's where he is?" He asked more sternly.

You nodded, "That's the last place I saw him before coming here. So as long as he hasn't left between now and then, then yes."

He smiled again, "Thank you darling, you truly are a blessing," He praised you and went back to kissing your neck. You heard him removing his pants, and your core kept fluttering with excitement.

"I love you," You whispered in bliss; closing your eyes as he kissed down your chest.

Vader squeezed your hips and lifted you up to wrap your legs around his waist, "I know." He responded, pushing his hard, thick length into you without warning.

You both moaned together, loud, as you tugged on the chains that still held you up. Vader thrusted into you relentlessly, just as he's been fantasizing about doing since he brought you here.

"You feel even better than I thought you would, fuck," He removed his lips from your chest and continued to slam your body down his cock. He watched your face twist into pleasure with every stroke; he adored the way your lips parted with every moan, and would kill to keep hearing the sounds you were making, "Would you do anything for me (y/n)?"

You nodded without hesitation, "I'll do anything you ask sir, anything."

Vader smirked as he pulled himself out of you, and proceeded to stand behind you before entering you once more, "Obedience such as that should always be rewarded; now tell your new Master how good he's making you feel." He slapped your ass as he fucked you aggressively from behind.

The sound of your cunt soaking his cock could be heard bouncing from the walls - following your screams of pleasures that other might mistake for screams of pain.

"So good, you're gonna make me cum master," You squealed as you shot your head back, hitting him in the chest. He kept one hand on your hip as he quickly thrusted into you, while his other hand wrapped around your neck - his lips trailing love bites along the back of your neck.

"Good," He shoved his cock into you harder and faster, "You deserve to cum," He dug his nails into your waist, and began to moan softly into your ear, "So please cum for me darling, I want to feel you tremble around my cock."

You couldn't hold it in anymore - you cried in bliss, tears forming in your eyes as you came harder than you ever have. Your legs shook from under you, and you gave Vader what he wanted; you trembled from the intense orgasm that left you feeling like jello - pushing him closer to his own release.

He tightened his hold around your neck, but he was careful as to not seriously hurt you. It's no secret that he's grown an attachment towards you. He doesn't necessarily understand what he's feeling, but all he knows is that he doesn't want to hurt you anymore, and he doesn't want you to ever leave.

You weren't the only one who gained an obsession.

"I'm about to cum in that your pussy (y/n), fuck you feel so perfect," He picked up his pace, and pulled your hair while continuing to leave territorial marks on your neck. He saw you as his; his prisoner, his property, his darling.

He stole you away from your life, and now you belong to him - for the rest of your life.

"Cum in me V, please," You begged as you continued to tremble from the sensitivity; this was, without a doubt, the best sexual experience you ever had.

Vader dropped both his hands to your waist, and pounded your cunt that was dripping onto the floor from how wet he made you. Every stroke along your warm walls brought him closer to his release, and his cock began to throb inside of you.

"Fuck yes, oh my god-" Vader whimpered as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes; enjoying the euphoric sensation of his cock exploding his cum into you - not caring about repercussions.

He slowly went in and out of you while he milked himself of every drop, before pulling his cock out of your dripping hole; making you shiver. You immediately began to miss it; craving his love and praise like a drug.

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He walked in front of you again, with a drunken smile; his breathing uneven as he recovered from the unholy act of stealing away the final pieces of your soul.

"How was your reward my love?" He asked cockily; knowing full well that he put you under a lifelong spell, and deepened your love for him.

You smiled your eyes holding nothing but an obsessive love as you gazed upon him, an Angel, "I want more."

"I have some rebels to kill first," He chuckled, "May I have those coordinates now?" He asked with a light kiss to your nose.

You nodded and told him everything you knew off the top of your head. You didn't see him wrote anything down, so you suspected that he was keeping it all as a mental note.

"Thank you darling," He brushed your hair behind your ear with an appreciative smile, "I'll be back for you soon, I promise." He kissed your lips once more, and that was the last thing you remembered after your whole world fell into darkness.

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Inspired by my friend sending me a tiktok of Hayden Christensen at the Eiffel Tower and my exact response was "I hope he kidnaps me one day, and I can happily live out my dream of being held captive in his basement."
I need therapy. I know.
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