The Dark Lord and His Mistress

PART IV

The scenes of my handmaiden and I kept playing though my mind and I could sense my erotic images were having an effect on him. Feeling his hand run though my hair, tugging at it harshly, I sensed his excitement rising as I flooded my mind with thoughts of the things I wanted him to do.

My Lord shoved me against the wall and groped my body. His mechanical breathing rang loudly in my ears as he moved his hands down to my breasts and roughly kneaded them. Sighing, I pressed my body against him and reveled in the sensations of his leather-clad hands upon my naked skin. His hands traveled lower, I gasped as he ran his fingers over my wet folds.

Then his hands left me and went to relieve him of his codpiece. Using the Force, he raised me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Rubbing his now free member up and down my wetness, I shuddered and grabbed his shoulders. Keeping me from pressing against him, he watched himself thrust into me. Groaning, I looked down and watched him in turn. The Force bonds held me firmly against the wall as he grabbed my hips, tilted his mask upward to look into my eyes and thrust in to the hilt. With lust-glazed eyes, I gazed into his mask as he sent Force fingers to tease my hardened nipples.

I released my mind to him and let my body’s sensations wash over him. His grip tightened as I felt him lower his defenses and allow some of his lust to swirl around within me. Closing my eyes and holding on for dear life, I gasped as I felt my body tighten and contract against him. He pounded into me with abandon and I felt my head banging against the wall with every powerful thrust. Not able to stand the sensations any longer, my body convulsed and I screamed out his name as a mind-shattering climax took hold of me.

Not stopping his almost brutal pace, he soon threw back his head and groaned as I felt him twitch and spasm deep inside me. His climax permeated me, body and mind, driving me to bite my lower lip to keep from fainting. I panted against him and rested my head on his armored shoulder as we came down from our climaxes.

Slowly, he pulled away from me and fastened his codpiece back in place. I stood against the wall and was still reeling from the experience we just shared as he said, “I must leave for now.”

Pushing my lips into a pout, I said, “If you must, my Lord. I look forward to our next, um, encounter.” I let a big smile come over my face as I bit my lower lip and looked at him through dark, passionate eyes.

“Indeed,” he said, almost in a whisper as he caressed my face.

I rubbed against his hand and inhaled deeply, taking in the combined smell of my scent and his leather. Feeling ripples in the Force come from him, I could sense him smiling behind his dark mask. He was pleased.

My Lord turned to leave and paused at the door and suddenly whirled around to face me. Standing by the door with his arms crossed, he leaned against the wall and sent me images of himself - his former self, with Stepha and me together in a squirming, passionate embrace. Grinning widely, I moaned and licked my lips as he played the scenario in my mind. Just as my eyes fluttered closed, the images were gone and so was he.

‘Damn tease,’ I thought as I strolled over to the fresher.

After a relaxing shower, I crawled into the bed for some much-needed rest. My sleep was peaceful and uninterrupted by dreams or nightmares. I awoke to the sound of my door chime. I rose and covered myself in a silken robe, then palmed the door controls and let Stepha in. She brought a tray of food and some much needed jawa juice.

After devouring the meal, I turned to my little handmaiden. She looked a bit shell-shocked and I figured the night’s escapades were wearing on her. “My Lord did not harm you, did he?” I asked as I took another sip from my cup.

“No, my lady. He did not lay a hand on me,” she said as her eyes lowered.

“Really, Stepha, you can tell me,” I replied as I rose and stood beside her. Running my hand through her hair, I felt her shiver against me as she said, “He, um, sent me thoughts.”

Moving in front of her, I ran both hands through her hair and held her firmly in place as I tried to reach into her mind. I had to know what he sent to her. My skills, not perfected by any means, only allowed me to sense her emotions. I could not delve into the deep reaches of her mind.

“He scared you, but yet you felt aroused by his presence,” I spoke in a whisper as I leaned in close to her.

She looked up at me with worry in her eyes as she said, “Yes my lady, I, uh, was very frightened but…” Her words tailed off as the door opened.

I did not turn around; I could feel who entered my room. Stepha tried to look around me but I turned her face up to mine and leaned in to kiss her gently. As I felt my Lord move closer, I smiled against Stepha’s lips.

_Do you wish me to stop, my Lord?_ I sent to him.

_No. You may continue_ he sent back as I felt him move into the shadows of the small room and cloak himself in the Force.

Snickering, I led Stepha to the bed and sat her down beside me, making sure my Lord would have a good view. “But what, Stepha?” I asked as I softly ran my fingers through her hair.

“I, um, think I liked it,” Stepha replied as she snuggled next to me.

I turned to look into her eyes, and with a devilish grin I said, “Fear can be very useful.” Grabbing her harshly, Stepha’s breath caught in her throat as I quickly dragged her up the bed. Placing my legs on either side of her hips, I held her firmly to the bed and looked into her eyes – now suddenly wide with surprise. I could feel her excitement as I snatched the front of her dress and ripped it open with both hands. As I lowered myself to nibble at her ample breasts, she moaned and sighed. Stepha arched her back and reached down to thread her hands in my hair when I took hold of her.

“No touching, my dear,” I smirked as I reached under the pillows and retrieved a pair of thick leather straps.

Lacing the straps around her wrists, I tied her securely to the bed then paused for a moment to look at my handiwork. Laid bare before me, Stepha’s legs quivered with anticipation as she bit her lower lip. Feeling her lust wafting off her made my head start to swim - especially since it joined with the excitement coming from my Lord. He was well hidden; not even his mechanical breathing could be heard.

Rising from the bed, I went to the dresser to retrieve a blindfold, letting the gown fall from my body as I walked. With a knowing glance in my Lord’s direction, I returned to the bed and crawled up Stepha’s now trembling body. As I placed the blindfold over her eyes she whispered, “Please be kind, my lady.”

My only response was a chuckle and a soft kiss. Running my hands through her hair and down her soft supple neck, I placed heated kisses along the sides of her neck. Nibbling on her breasts, I moved down her body, enjoying the sensations of our naked flesh pressed together. The moans and sighs from Stepha were music to my ears as she writhed beneath me. I could sense the erotic sights and sounds were having the desired effect on my Lord.

As I slowly made my way down her firm body, I stopped to kneel between her legs. My breath caught in my throat as her aroma almost overpowered me. She was hot, wet, and ready for anything I wanted to do to her. I settled between her legs with my rump in the air and started to lick her wet folds. Feeling a change in the room, I saw my Lord approach the bed and move behind me. Closing my eyes, I sank lower on my hands and knees as I felt him stand behind me.

He ran his hands down my thighs and thrust two fingers deep inside me as I did the same to Stepha. Bucking wildly against my hands and face, Stepha came hard and covered me with her sweet juices. Feeling my Lord leave me, I saw him move to the front of the bed as he pathed to me, _Tell her_.

I moved up her body and whispered into her ear, “Take care of my lover for me, Stepha.” Kissing her passionately, I moved back down her body as I saw my Lord kneel on the bed and grasp the headboard as he placed his hard member between her lips. The scene was too intense for me not to be caught up in the erotic display. I began to rub my breasts and tightly pinch the nipples but before I could move my hands lower, I felt a pair of hands grab me and push me down on my knees.

Looking up at my Lord, I saw he was watching me and had slowed his pace. Smiling widely, I looked over my shoulder to find the beautiful figure of his former self gazing back at me. His younger self crawled over me, covering me with his body, and rammed into me at the same time the Sith Lord plunged into Stepha’s mouth.

We moved in unison as I was filled and pawed, while simultaneously getting the joy of watching my Lord receive pleasure from my handmaiden. I was the first to climax, shuddering and screaming as my body reached fevered pitch. As I panted, straining to keep my legs from collapsing underneath me, I saw my Lord increase his thrusting into my handmaiden as his former self mirrored his actions with me. Then I heard My Lord groan loudly as he grabbed Stepha’s hair and sank in to the hilt. He came in her mouth as his younger form came in me.

The younger Vader laid on me as his breathing slowly returned to normal. I glanced up to see my Lord still firmly holding the headboard, his regulated breathing faster than usual. As he pulled away from Stepha, I felt his other self pull out of me as well and place a gentle kiss on my lower back.

Moving to retrieve his discarded codpiece, his mask turned to me and I smiled as I rolled over on the bed.

“Thank you, my Lord,” I sighed as I moved up to remove Stepha’s restraints. Before I could turn back to him, the door already shut. I released Stepha and laid on the bed as she curled up in my arms. Together we fell into a deep sleep.

Another piercing pain stabbed through me, jolting me awake. I had no time to move as the pain shot down my arm like searing lava in my veins. Stepha was peacefully asleep and I could not scream nor reach out to her. As I felt the pain subside, I began to sense myself floating. Pleasure, and a sense of well being filled my every pore as I became one with the living Force.

EPILOGUE:

“My Lord, I do not know what happened,” Stepha said through tear filled eyes.

“She is one with the Force now,” Lord Vader replied as she went to the bed where Prie’s body lay. Though saddened by her passing, his heart had not opened to this girl. She had only been there for his pleasure and now he needed another.

He turned and strode from the room, pausing at the door only long enough to issue another order. “Stepha, call the agency and tell them to send the next applicant.”