Life Interrupted

Title: Life Interrupted (Pt 3/?)
Author: Vader's Earth Girl
Rating: NC17
Feedback: Always appreciated!
Characters: O/C Female, Darth Vader and the cast of the Star Wars series with a few other original crew members put in……
Category: Drama, Angst, Humor, Sexual tension you can cut with a knife!
Warnings: violence, sex, and all the good stuff you love to hate!
Time Frame: ANH and on….
Disclaimer: GL IS the creator. I’m just the one who likes to throw a wrench into the GFFA!
Summary: An Earthling gets to move to the GFFA. Talk about leaving your troubles behind only to gain a whole bunch more!


Warnings: Language
Quotes taken from : Star Wars, A New Hope

KESSEL SYSTEM - OUTER RIM

Admiral Motti and Commander Tagge arrived at the conference room at the same time. All ready in attendance were eight Imperial senators and generals sitting around a black conference table.

Commander Tagge, a young, slimy-looking general, took a seat and spoke.
"Until this battle station is fully operational we are
vulnerable. The Rebel Alliance is too well equipped. They're more
dangerous than you realize."

Motti twisted nervously in his chair. "Dangerous to your starfleet, Commander, not to this battle station!"

"The Rebellion will continue to gain support in the Imperial Senate as long as...." Commander Tagge's speech was cut short by the arrival of Grand Moff Tarkin and Lord Vader.

Tarkin informed the men that the Emperor had dissolved the senate permanently.

Motti, still agitated by Tagge's barrage, lashed out: “Any attack made by the Rebels against this station would be a useless gesture, no matter what technical data they've obtained. This station is now the ultimate power in the universe. I suggest we use it!”

“Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force.” Vader answered.

Leaning forward in his chair with a smirk on his face, Motti replied:

“Don't try to frighten us with your sorcerer's ways, Lord Vader.
Your sad devotion to that ancient religion has not helped you conjure
up the stolen data tapes, or given you clairvoyance enough to find the
Rebel's hidden fort...”

Suddenly Motti started to choke and sputter as Vader curled his fingers into a fist.

"I find your lack of faith disturbing,." Vader said in a deep slow voice.

Tarkin, momentarily enjoying the vision of Motti gasping for air, reluctantly commanded Vader to release him. Falling forward in his seat, Motti's face was red in anger and humiliation.

"What of the Earth girl? Have we any more information?" Tarkin asked with a wave of his hand.

General Jurai, an older balding man spoke up: "We have searched the vehicle and its contents. There is nothing there to indicate that her presence here is of any threat to us. She is very consistent in her description of events. It...is...an unfortunate accident."

"There is nothing we can do for her now. Creating another vortex would not guarantee a safe return to her planet. The odds the vortex would duplicate the same trajectory are next to impossible." Vader offered.

Admiral Motti had regained his composure and ventured a comeback.

"This is a battle station not a holding pen for strays!" he coughed.

Tarkin looked to the Sith Lord with raised eyebrows. "Very well, she will stay aboard until we are within reach of Coruscant: I am putting her under Lord Vader's watchful eye. I trust the rest of you will brief the necessary staff of her presence."

Tarkin then gave the order to the stormtrooper standing guard to bring back their new visitor.

A few moments later Kelly was escorted into the room. Her hands held by binders.

"Remove them." Tarkin ordered.

Kelly nervously gazed around the room. Her eyes falling on Big Heavy Breather. Immediately she felt her cheeks redden as memories of her self-love surfaced. She hoped her embarrassment didn't show.

"Well, I see you've recovered from your unexpected journey." Takin addressed her. "I trust you'll be cooperative."

"I have nothing to hide." Kelly replied, her eyes leaving the Sith Lord and meeting Tarkin's gaze.

“How can it be that I am here?” Kelly asked.

"You claim to be from a planet called....Earth? There is no such planet known to us. “ Tarkin replied, ignoring her question.

“Regardless, that is where I come from. You didn’t answer my question,”
Kelly spat out.

“You were brought here unintentionally due to an error on our part. That is all you need to know.,” Lord Vader replied.

"Why don't you give us a map of where your so called 'Earth' is located?" Admiral Motti sneered, a look of utter disdain on his face. He pushed a notepad and pen across the table in her direction.

‘This ugly prick is annoyed by my presence, and it’s probably his fucking fault I’m here.’ She thought to herself.

Kelly grabbed the pad of paper and pen and with a flourish, made a small nondescript diagram. She slammed the pad down on the table and pointed to her handiwork.

"Here! Third star to the left and follow it on till morning....you stupid shit!"

His anger simmering, Motti eyes narrowed and his mouth became tight.

Kelly continued, "What is wrong with you? Did somebody drop you when you were a baby? How the fuck am I supposed to tell you where Earth is if you don't even know where my galaxy is?"

"Enough of this!" Tarkin ordered, taking control of the situation.
"It is an unfortunate occurrence that you are here. There is nothing that can be done about that now. You will not be locked up as a prisoner, but you will be closely watched and your independence restricted during your stay aboard this battle station. Lord Vader will see to your needs."

Vader had come up behind Kelly and she took this as a signal it was time to leave.

Before she left, she had one more thing to say. Looking Motti in the eyes she spat, "I don't like you....you're... fat."

Vader put his hand on her back and pushed her out of the conference room.

“What an asshole!” She hollered.

Despite being out of her element, she was feeling like her old self again. Smirking to herself, 'I hope that son of bitch gets what's coming to him.'

Lord Vader was keeping a steady pace ahead of her. She had to practically run to keep up with him. She decided now was a good time to inform Heavy Breather about a few things.

Taking a deep breath, she said, “I don’t eat red meat. I like a low fat, high fiber diet. Fruits, vegetables and whole grains. No sugar or salt. I drink plenty of water, and, I’d like to continue to take calcium supplements. So if you have something I can take, great. I need at least eight hours of sleep each night or I can be very....cranky.”

Lord Vader stopped in his tracks. Kelly ran right into him. Startled, she moved back a few steps and looked up. Amusement,....anger, she couldn’t quite figure out what his reaction might be.

“You feel you are in a position to ask for such things from the Empire?” Vader asked, turning to face her.

“Yes, I do. After all, it’s your fault I’m here. I guess the Empire is my new daddy.” she replied sarcastically.

Talking to him was such torture. She felt dizzy just being in his presence, but at the same time loving every minute of it.

“Really?” Vader mused.

His cape flowed behind him, as he picked up his stride.

They entered a lift and moved up several floors. Finally, they stopped. Vader led her down a corridor, pausing in front of a nondescript door. Noiselessly, the door slid open revealing a small, but adequate room.

Kelly’s things had already been delivered. It made the room look even smaller, but that would change once things were put away.

“You have your own private ‘fresher in the back, and there should be enough space for your belongings.” Vader said and he paced the room, his hands behind his back. "I will assign a security detail to you as well as an assistant to see to your needs."

He paused waiting for Kelly’s reply, unsure of what that would be.

“The room is fine, thank you.” She replied calmly.

“I will leave you now to unpack and rest. A guard will come for you when it is mealtime.” Lord Vader took his leave, never looking back.

Sleep did not come easily this first night. Kelly tossed and turned as her mind thought of her friends and loved ones back home. Would she ever see them again? Her thoughts turned to the situation at hand. She had no idea what kind of place she was in nor did she have any clue who these armored and uniformed people were. As sleep finally took her, her dreams were restless. She felt a presence in her mind as she dreamed of star filled skies and tight embraces.

Vader had returned to his meditation chamber for the evening and slipped into a trance. The strange earth girl haunted his thoughts. As he opened himself up to the Force, he felt Kelly’s intense emotions and it drew him to her. He slipped into her mind and felt the overwhelming waves of pleasure, sadness, lust and loss eminating from this girl. He did not want to linger, but he could not stop himself from touching the sensual part of her mind.

Kelly felt her dreams turn to passionate fantasies as the presence touched her. It was a surreal experience. No body or face for her to focus on, just leather-clad hands touching her and kneading her full breasts. Hands moving lower and rubbing her molten core. She arched her back as two finger were slid into her and searched out for her sweet spot. She gasped and writhed against the sensations filling her mind.

Vader brought Kelly to the brink of climax, then pulled away, silently smirking to himself. He brought himself back enough to free his aching member from his suit and stroke himself as he plunged back into Kelly’s mind.

Visions of erotic scenes played out in Kelly’s mind as she turned to try to face the presence. She felt a hand turn her over and place her on her hands and knees. Trying to look over her shoulder, she could see nothing, but felt all. Yielding to the apparition visiting her, she felt leather clad hands harshly grabbing her hips and a hot hard member pressing against her wetness.

"Oh God, please....," she cried out.

They both ground against each other as their minds gave way to physical sensations. Kelly, subconsciously, thrust her fingers in and out of her wetness in time to the plunging in her mind. Vader increased his stroking as well as his thrusting into her. They both came hard and fast.

Vader sighed and rested back in his chair as he let the sensations of her climax ripple over him before he retreated from her mind. Kelly awoke with wet sheets, soaked fingers and a pounding heart. “That was no dream,” she murmured.