The Dark Lord and His Mistress

TITLE: The Dark Lord and his mistress
AUTHOR: Schmootika
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: An answer to a personal ad placed by the Dark Lord.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in the Star Wars universe and I am making no money from my writings so don’t sure me Uncle George. If I did own it, I would have a naked Sith Lord beside me and would not be writing this story.

WARNINGS: M/F, FemSlash

PART III


As I stepped into the fresher, my mind slowly began to phase back into reality. I let the warm waters wash over my body and my thoughts return to my Dark Lord. Why did it seem my body and mind opened so readily to him? Did I not have control when I was in his presence?

My brow furrowed as I tried to come to grips with the situation at hand. He would treat me as merely as a possession when I was in his presence, which seemed just fine at the time, but now I was having trouble dealing with the idea of being kept.

‘It would have its advantages,’ I thought as I let a smirk come across my face.

As I turned off the water and stepped out of the fresher, I realized my heart was thudding strongly in my chest. “Calm down girl,” I whispered as I placed my hands on the vanity trying to steady myself. My vision was wavering and my knees gave way as I crashed onto the floor. Shaking my head, trying to clear the fog, I wrapped my arms around my body in an attempt to slow my heartbeat. It felt as though my heart was trying to beat out of my chest and the pain was piercing.

My mind flashed back to my younger days and the abuses I inflicted on myself. The pleasures of spice and the damage I did to my body must be catching up with me.

I tried to concentrate and slow my breathing, just as Granny had taught me so long ago. At last my breathing slowed and I felt my heart rate decrease. ‘Good,’ I thought as I let calming thoughts take hold of my being and regulate my body.

Once I finally felt better, I rose from the floor and slowly made my way to the bedchambers. My head was still fuzzy so I decided to meditate for a while to let my body come back to full charge. I knew I would need all the strength I could muster when my Lord returned.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, I slipped into a healing trance and let the Force envelop me. It surrounded me like a warm blanket and I sighed as I felt it swirling in and around me, penetrating every part of my being.

I was lost in the sensations and completely unaware how long I stayed in the trance. It felt so good to let myself go and embrace the energy of the Force. Slowly I began to sense another’s presence. It was a familiar feeling and I did not open my eyes nor break my concentration as the presence moved closer.

I felt hot breath on my neck and a warm body slide against me. Shuddering, I felt my Lord’s lust wafting off him as he put his arms around me and ran his teeth and soft lips down my neck. Realizing he came to me as his former self, I reached down and clasped his hands in mine as I brought them to my breasts.

His body was firmly pressed against my back and he wrapped his legs around me as he teased and kneaded my breasts. His muscles rippled under his skin as he moved one of his hands down my stomach to the nest of curls between my legs. My body was no longer my own as I surrendered to him. Leaning back, I rubbed my check against his face and opened my eyes to see his smoky blue orbs staring back at me. Arching my back as he inserted two fingers into me, my gasps drowned out by his mouth claiming mine.

I could feel his arousal pressed against my back as he continued to bring me closer to the heights of ecstasy. The rhythm of his fingers and the thrusting of his tongue made me whimper and writhe against him.

He took me almost over the top but stopped short of the summit. As he pulled his fingers from me, I groaned and pushed my lips into a pout. I heard him chuckle in my mind as he unwrapped his long legs from me. Moving to stand before me, I gazed up right into the main object of my desire. Looking down on me, he licked his lips and grinned wickedly. I did not need a command from him to know what he wanted.

Raising myself up on my knees, I locked my eyes on his as I stroked his hard thighs. Savoring the sensations of his muscular frame, I instinctively pressed my legs together. I grasped his firm buttocks and ran my lips up his inner thigh. Feeling the hard length of flesh twitch by my check, I smiled as I turned my face and ran my tongue from the base to the tip, slowly delighting in his musky scent.

Taking my time pleasuring him, I relished every inch of flesh as I eagerly slurped. I could feel the pleasure rolling off him and it only served to increase my own. As my pace increased, he reached down and ran both hands into my hair, roughly fisting them as I heard his moans echoing in mind.

He looked like a man possessed, eyes slightly squinted, mouth open and lips pursed. I marveled at the power in his thighs as he thrust forward. His neck muscles taut, his arms straining and his breathing came in short gasps as I increased my pressure on him. I felt him swell and his thrusting became more urgent. He came as I heard a loud groan reverberate in my mind. His eyes turned a cold black as I held onto him and enjoyed the sensations of his climax as they washed over me.

Looking down at me, his eyes returned to icy blue as he smiled and bit his lower lip. He pulled away, tossing his hair back, and he sent me visions of the carnal pleasures that were to come. My eyes fluttered and I reached up to rub my breasts as he began to walk around me. His body was once again behind me and I felt his smooth lips and sharp teeth on my neck as he pathed to me, _Your time will come soon_.

I felt his presence leave and I sat back down with a sigh. He had drawn me to him and I had taken the bait. I was a plaything indeed, HIS plaything. Rocking back and forth, I tried to quell the burning need he kindled in me. Shaking my head, I rose and went to the com panel to call Stepha. I needed to be pampered for a while.

Stepha arrived just moments later and asked, “What may I do for you, my lady?”

I turned to glance at her and realized by her stunned look that I had never clothed myself. Never one to be ashamed of my body and still quite aroused from my Lord’s teasing, I sauntered to her with a lustful grin on my face.

“What are you willing to do for me?” I asked her, my voice low and husky.

I never noticed the beauty of my little handmaiden. She was petite but with large breasts and tightly restrained auburn hair. Her green eyes seemed to twinkle at my question.

“I...I am at your disposal, my lady,” Stepha stammered out, lowering her eyes as I moved closer.

Sensing her excitement and apprehension, I reached down and raised her face to get a closer look. I bit my lower lip as I felt an overwhelming need pulsing through my veins. My Lord may have me as a possession, but he did give me Stepha and I commanded her as I saw fit. Running my fingertips along her jaw line, I quickly decided I could enjoy her company indeed.

As I gazed into her emerald eyes, I felt she was afraid. Bending down, I rubbed my face against hers and she shuddered, her hands clamped in fists at her side. Chuckling, I released her and walked toward the closet. Was she afraid of me or something else?

“We will see what you can do for me, little one,” I smirked as I ran my hands across the gowns.

Stepha cautiously moved toward me as I selected a thin black gown. Turning to face her, I handed her the gown, then rubbed against her as I moved to the dresser, and sat before it. She placed the gown on the bedpost and came to stand by my side.

She leaned over my shoulder, brushing against my exposed skin and picked up the hairbrush. Slowly, she began to brush my long hair as I watched her reflection in the mirror. The sensation of her hands in my hair and her warm body pressed against my back did nothing but add fuel to my fire. I sighed as her eyes met mine; hers wide with anticipation and mine dark with lust. I took hold of her hands as I stood in front of her.

Reaching around her, I removed the pins holding her hair and let loose the cascade of auburn curls. Leaning down, I pushed her chin up so her lips were ready for the taking. Softly, I pressed my lips against hers and felt no resistance. Our kiss started slowly, tasting and feeling each other. I wrapped my arms around her and deepened our kiss as she eagerly opened her lips to allow my tongue to caress hers. The sweetness of her lips and the shyness of her demeanor impassioned me.

Stepping backwards, I broke our kiss and gazed deep into her eyes as I led her to the bed. Sitting down, I pulled her close to me and ran my hands trough her hair as I claimed her sweet lips once more. My fingers grasped the front of her gown and pulled it open.

My eyes fell upon her full breasts and I cupped my hands around them as I moved my lips to kiss and nip at her soft neck. Stepha moaned against me as she stroked my hair, her fingers trembling slightly. Working my way down, my lips leaving wet kisses down her neck, I nibbled the soft ample flesh at her chest. I teased her as I ran my tongue around her nipple before I drew it into my mouth.

Her sighs were music to my ears and I roughly pulled at her nipples with my fingers and teeth. I lifted my head to look into her eyes and then, with a grin on my face, slid back and patted the bed beside me.

Stepha wriggled out of her ripped gown and climbed into bed beside me. I forcefully pushed her back and moved my body to cover hers. My lust was overtaking me, fogging my mind and I could think of nothing more than teaching this sweet little creature the ways of carnal love.

Rubbing my legs against hers, I threaded my hands though her soft hair. She smelled of lavender and vanilla and I breathed her scent in deeply before going further. Groaning, I nuzzled against her face as I started to grind myself against her leg. She reached down, grasped my breasts and massaged them as she turned her face to mine. I felt her breath on my neck as she moved to nibble me. “Harder,” I sighed. Gasping loudly as she bit down hard on my neck, making me want her even more.

I moaned as I caressed her, letting my hands wander down her body to the moist spot between her legs. She was already wet and I shuddered as I dipped my hand. Closing my eyes and gritting my teeth, I moved my fingers through her moist curls, listening to her impassioned sighs. By the gods, this was going to be fun.

Raising myself up, I moved down her trembling body to plant myself between her legs. Her scent made my head swim as I kissed and licked her inner thighs. Stepha whimpered as I teased her, moving her hips to angle my lips closer to her hot wetness. I smiled as I parted her soft lips and blew on her sensitive nub. She writhed and gasped as I inserted a finger into her. Keeping my eyes fixed on her; I bent down to lick and suckle her nub.

Stepha’s eyes were tightly shut as she fisted her hands in my hair. I increased my efforts and plunged another finger inside, feeling around for her hard little sweet spot. Her moans and the pressure put on my head told me when I found the right place. Her juices flowed freely as I brought her to climax.

Groaning loudly, her tight muscles contracted and convulsed around me. Stepha was a beautiful vision with her head thrashing from side to side, mouth open and eyes dark with passion.

Slowly, I withdrew my fingers as her breathing began to return to normal. Hungrily, I tried to lap up all her sweet musky cum before I rose to capture her mouth in a voracious kiss. She grabbed my hair and deepened our kiss when she tasted herself on my lips.

Rolling over on my side, I pulled her on top of me without leaving her lips. Stepha propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at me through heavy lidded eyes. She bent down and started to lick and run her teeth across my hardened nipples, kneading my breasts as she went lower. Stopping to gaze at me, she licked her lips as he reached out to part my lips. Her touches were light and tentative as I let her explore me. My breath caught in my throat and I did my best to hold back from roughly pushing her against me and grinding into her face.

Bending down, I felt her lick my inner folds and settle herself between my legs. I arched my back as I grabbed a handful of her hair and moaned against her. She was a very quick study and soon had me bucking and squirming against her tongue and fingers.

My breathing came in gasps as I felt the first waves of my climax rushing toward me. As I threw my head back and started to convulse around Stepha, she suddenly pulled away from me. I stared in disbelief as I saw her on the floor, kneeling before my Lord.

In my urge to please myself, I had shut out all other distractions, including him. There was no telling how long he had stood and watched us. I did not sense anger from him but he was agitated and definitely filled with lust.

‘He must have liked the display,’ I thought as I looked into the eyes of his mask.

“I warned you not to betray me, Prie,” he hissed at me as he stalked over to the bed.

“I did not betray you, my Lord. You gave Stepha to me and I am only making sure she is up to my standards,” I leered at him as I slipped off the bed and stood next to him.

Stepha was still cowering on the floor and I knelt beside her and stroked her hair. Lord Vader did not move towards us but I could feel anger welling up in him.

Helping her to her feet, I turned to Vader and said, “She could be useful to both of us, my Lord.”

He approached me and I felt him entering my mind. My eyes fluttered as he searched my feelings and saw what I wanted him to do to both of us. I sighed as he replayed my fantasies before my eyes. Mine and Stepha’s bodies intertwined, panting and moaning and him roughly thrusting into me. Then Stepha was replaced by the vision of his former self, with the Dark Lord still in command. I was sandwiched between the two parts of the same man.

As he retreated out of my mind, he reached out and grasped my arm tightly. His hold increased and I gritted my teeth. I could tell he was intrigued by my visions but he wanted control over this quickly escalating situation.

“You may keep her,” he grumbled, “but I will decide if she will be allowed to join us, not you.”

He released my arm and glared toward Stepha who was still shivering in my arms. I took her over to the bed and handed her gown back to her.

“You need to go, Stepha. I will call you if your help is needed.” I smiled at her, bent down and kissed her forehead as she nuzzled against me before running from the room.

“So, I expect this means you wish to keep me as well, my Lord,” I sneered as I turned to him.

Looking at me with his arms crossed, my Lord was unusually silent. Cocking my head, I smiled and placed my hands on my hips waiting for an answer.

He reached out for me, roughly grabbed my hips and said in a low rumble, “I will keep you for a while, yes. But you will learn control if you wish Stepha to remain, unharmed.”

“Yes my Lord,” I replied as I lowered my head. Suddenly, I felt very protective of my little handmaiden. I wondered if he would still allow me to play with her as well.

“In my absence, you may entertain yourself with her. But know this, Prie, I will not be denied. You will be at my disposal,” his mechanical voice was even colder than usual as his hands gripped me tightly.

“Thank you, my Lord. You will not be disappointed,” I said, reaching up to take hold of his strong arms.

Raising a hand to my face, he stroked my cheek as he said, “And I may allow you at least one of your ideas, Prie.”

Raising an eyebrow, I grinned widely at his statement. It did not matter which one he wanted to indulge me in; the fact that he was going to indulge me at all was more than I’d hoped.


TBC