Posted by Ripper X on June 04, 2004 at 22:57:34:
Howdy Pervert!
What a grand idea that our friend Luthor has had! Actually returning to the purpose of this grand and historic
board! With this in mind, I submit to you a piece of fan fiction by The Dark Ranger, staring some of my all
time favorite characters! Now it’s not the best Star Wars erotic fan fic that I’ve ever read, however it is one
of the most violent. Lets just say that this one isn’t for the squeamish. I did edit it, but not very well. Just
cleaned up some of the English and Grammar, but I only gave it a good once over as, HEY! I’m pressed for
time. But by all means, enjoy it!
RIP
Written by: The Dark Ranger
Introduction
The following story is a fantasy based on the movie "Star Wars" and is inspired by the sequence (only
hinted at in the film) where Darth Vader tortures Princess Leia to find out the location of the rebel base
*** Warning!! The Interrogation of Leia is a very strong story involving bondage and torture. It is purely
a fantasy, and if it is not to your tastes, please do not read or download.***
Princess Leia Organa lay on her cot in the cold room. She knew what her captors wanted, but she was
determined not to tell them. To disclose the location of the rebel base would be enough to undermine the
entire rebellion. She was determined to keep the secret to herself -- it didn't matter what happened to her,
she had to remain quiet. The door opened. She sat up as two large armed guards stood before her.
"Come with us, Princess," one of them said.
There was no point in resisting, but she said, "I am a member of the Imperial Senate. You have no right to
do this!"
"Quiet, and come with us!" snapped her guards, and she was led out of the cell.
She was led through the corridors, and they went into an elevator which brought them deep into the heart
of the Death Star. Leia had never been this deep, she trembled inwardly, unsure of what lay ahead for her.
It was probably not going to be pleasant, but she could endure it. Finally, they arrived at their destination.
The elevator door opened and they exited. The surroundings were dark and eerie, and they filled her with
trepidation. The whole atmosphere was clearly intended to bring about fear in a prisoner, and it was well
designed.
Two more guards came and took her from the two that had brought her, and they walked down the
darkened corridor until they reached a room which was at the end of a long hall. While they were walking
down the hall, Leia could hear moans and cries. She shuddered, but when they arrived at the door, it opened
and she was taken in.
In the room was Darth Vader, the most feared creature in the galaxy. The room was brightly lit, and she
saw a table, several cabinets, and hooks from the ceiling. She wondered if this was an imperial torture
chamber. She had heard rumors of such places, but decided to try and be defiant.
"Lord Vader. What do you want?"
The imposing figure of Darth Vader looked down upon her and spoke in the deep, modulated tones which
sent shivers down the spine of the entire galaxy. "You know what we want, Princess. The location of the
rebel base."
"I know of no such thing. Let me go immediately!"
Vader approached her and took her chin in his large gloved hands and said, "Oh, you will talk, Princess.
And making you talk, will be one of the most pleasant experiences I have ever had. Now remove your
clothes!"
"I will do no such thing!" Gasped Leia, “How dare you!"
"You will obey me!" snapped the Dark Lord, and the two guards grabbed Leia by the arms. Vader then
slowly cut her long white dress off her. He removed her shoes, undid her hair, and finally she stood stark
naked before them. Her body was lovely; firm breasts, smooth stomach, luscious curved legs and hips, a
gorgeous ass, and luscious feet and toes. She felt the cold floor on her bare feet as she stood defiantly before
her tormentors. She was humiliated, but determined to retain dignity.
"You will talk, Princess. Do you wish to talk now, or does your flesh want to feel the pain? Vader said,
approaching her, “You will talk, Princess, of that I assure you!"
During this taunting, Vader was fondling her breasts, her ass, and her cunt. Leia gasped with humiliation
as his gloved hands touched her body. The two guards grabbed her arms and tied her from one of the hooks
from the ceiling. She was raised so that she had to stand on her toes. Vader opened one of the cabinets and
pulled out a whip -- a cat-o'-nine-tails – and held it in front of her face.
She was terrified, but tried not to show it. As a Princess she had never been beaten before. She had led a
sheltered life and wasn't sure how she would stand the pain, but was determined to be strong. Then her back
exploded. She had never felt such pain in her life. She cried out, but silently vowed not to do it again.
Repeatedly, the whip found its mark on her ass and her back. She gasped, but managed to stifle her screams.
The whip cracked again and again and again. Her pain was intense. Tears began to form in her eyes, but
she was determined not to give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
Vader was a master of the psychological side of the whipping, as well as the physical side. He would
strike the helpless naked girl, then wait, allowing her to quake in fear and listen to the hideous breathing
from his breathing device. Then, when she would least expect it, he would strike her again, with all of his
might. The beatings continued for what seemed like an eternity, just when Leia was convinced it was over,
it would begin again. Sometimes the pain was so great and so sudden that her cries of pain escaped her lips
before she could stifle them, but for the most part she endured the piercing agony.
Finally, during a break, she hung from her bonds drenched in sweat; Her back and luscious ass afire from
the whipping, and she felt Vader grab her hair and turn her face towards his.
"Well, Princess, do you have anything to tell us, or do you want more?"
Leia turned her head and looked at the Dark Lord, but said nothing. Hate burned in her eyes. Vader
laughed and announced that the interrogation would continue. This time, he picked up a cat-o'-nine-tails
which had knots in each of the cats. It had been soaking in a vat of vinegar for quite sometime, and each cat
was imbibed with it. He approached the helpless girl and swung the whip.
“WHAP!" It struck her back, and Leia was overwhelmed with pain. This whip cutting into her tender flesh,
leaving red welts where it struck. “WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!"
Over and over again, the whip struck her. Leia writhing and squirming in agony -- determined not to give
them the pleasure of seeing her scream or cry, but was fast losing the battle. The whip strokes began to cut
open Leia's delicate back and ass, and when the wound was opened the vinegar seeped into her, causing the
welts to burn in excruciating agony.
“WHAP! WHAP!" The helpless girl was struck again and again and again, each stroke sending waves of
agony through her. Suddenly, with a motion of Vader's hand, the beating stopped. Leia hung from her
bonds, her back and ass covered with welts, sweat dripping from her naked body.
"Well, Princess, do you have anything to say to us?"
Leia gathered up all the strength she had and spit in his face. Vader and the two guards laughed at her
pathetic display of defiance.
"Prepare her!" Vader commanded, and the two guards lifted her bare legs and bound them securely to
more hooks on the ceiling. When they were finished securing her, her legs were wide apart and her cunt was
wide open. Vader lifted the cat and began to rain mighty blows onto Leia's cunt.
Despite her resolution to remain strong, the pain of the blows striking her delicate organs caused her to
scream in pain. Hearing Leia's cries, Vader stopped, "Ah, Princess, now we're getting some reaction! Have
you anything to tell us?"
"No! I won’t talk!" She screamed, prompting Vader to began whipping the girl's cunt over and over and
over again. Leia writhed and twisted in a desperate, but futile attempt to dodge the whip -- or at the very
least, make it miss her cunt, but there was no chance. Vader's aim was sure, and Leia's cunt was aflame with
agony as he whipped away until one blow was so strong, and caused her so much agony, that she passed out.
Some smelling salts and cold water brought her around again. "I must say, Princess." taunted Vader, "I am
rather disappointed in your ability to withstand pain. That you passed out under such a mild torture as this
doesn't bode well for when we begin to inflict some serious tortures on you. So let's work up to it. Unless,
that is, you have something you'd like to tell us."
Sweat dripping down her face, Leia's look of contempt was her answer. In response, Vader brought up a
large bottle with a tube at the end. He separated Leia's lovely ass cheeks and inserted the tube into her anus,
causing her to gasp. With a squeeze, he filled her bowels with the contents of the bottle.
Almost immediately, Leia's insides felt like they were on fire. Whatever was in the liquid was burning and
causing horrendous cramps. Leia began to twist and moan, and Vader leaned down close to Leia's face,
which was twisted in pain. Leia didn't want to defecate there, and she strained mightily to hold it in, but
finally the burning agony and the cramps won out, and she expelled what was in her bowels.
Almost immediately, the cramps and burning subsided, and she panted in relief, but that relief turned to
horror when she saw that Vader had collected her shit in a bucket and was holding it near her. Vader
motioned to a guard, who put on a pair of gloves and grabbed Leia's head and held it firmly. With Leia's
head held tightly, Vader began to put the shit into Leia's mouth, ordering her to eat it.
When the first spoonful of the vile muck hit her tongue, she tried to spit it out, but the guard covered her
mouth and Vader struck her in the throat, causing her to swallow. Leia was forced to eat all the shit she had
deposited in the bucket. If she spit it out, Vader scooped it back up and put it back into her mouth. If she
tried to hold her mouth closed, her nose was held and as soon as she opened her mouth to breathe, Vader's
hand would force the shit in. Several times she vomited, and when she did, Vader just scooped the vomit up
and forced it back down the miserable girl's throat.
Vader was a patient feeder, and finally, after several hours, Leia was finished with her "meal". Vader
looked down at her, she had shit covering her face and chest. "Do you have anything to tell us now,
Princess?"
Despite the horror she had just undergone, she summoned up all her strength and choked out an insult.
Vader issued a bone-chilling laugh, then took up yet another bottle of liquid. Leia trembled in horror as she
saw it. Vader took out a long thin tube, and, while the guards held Leia's legs tight, slowly inserted the tube
into her urethra. He then pumped the liquid into her bladder; Pumping slowly so as to distend her bladder,
yet not break it. When he was finished, Leia's bladder was horribly distended, and the girl was suffering
greatly.
He clamped off the tube, effectively catheterizing her, and then ordered her to be brought to a small cage,
just large enough for her to curl up in. Her arms were bound behind her back so that she couldn't undo the
catheter, and she was allowed to recuperate from the torture session, but she remained in anguish from the
liquid that filled her bladder.
After what seemed like an eternity of suffering with the catheter inserted, though was probably only a
couple of hours, the catheter was removed, and she was allowed to relieve herself in the presence of several
guards and Vader -- an event clearly designed to humiliate her -- and was then washed clean, and returned to
her cage and allowed to sleep. She curled her luscious legs up under her and pointed her lovely feet and
curled her supple toes.
They had a bright light shining on her, and some noise in the background, but she had survived the ordeal
so far, and now would sleep.
Leia was woken. She had no concept of how long, if at all, she had been allowed to sleep. Despite her
nudity in front of the guards, she remained firm and tried to resist, but their strength was too great for her.
She was dragged back into the torture chamber, where Darth Vader was already waiting. They took her over
to the table and bound her naked body firmly down; Her arms were strapped securely to her sides, and her
ankles firmly bound. Two straps held her shapely body tightly to the table. They stood back, admiring the
Princess's lovely naked flesh. She struggled briefly, but the straps held her body, arms, and ankles firmly in
place.
She clenched her hands into fists, and curled and uncurled her toes, resolving to endure the humiliation.
Then one of the cabinets opened, and what she saw filled her with terror. A strange looking device was
being pulled out. It had many arms, with very thin needles sticking out the end of each appendage, and it
was being moved towards her. She had heard rumors of such hideous torture devices, but she didn't believe
that people were actually capable of producing a device of such monstrousness. She looked on with horror,
as Vader walked towards her, took a needle and approached her shoulder. Vader felt around her shoulder,
finding the pressure point between the bones of her shoulder, and the needle was positioned to the tender
flesh.
She squirmed, trying to avoid the needle, but to no avail. She watched in terror as the needle pierced her
flesh. She cried out and winced in pain as it drove deeper inside of her and then she jumped as a jolt of pain
shoots through her. The needle had found the nerve. With terror, she watched her other shoulder be pierced
the same exact way, with the same resultant pain as the nerve was found. Vader then went down to her
smooth shapely legs, held firmly in place by the straps. Her breath came in short gasps as Vader caressed
her them, and then drove the same types of needles into her knees.
She grimaced and grunted as each knee was pierced, then Vader leaned over her, gazing into her terrified
brown eyes. She turned her face away, but he angled her face back. She could hear and feel his heavy
breathing as he spoke.
"Now, Princess," he began, "this is called 'The Pain Machine' and is one of the purest torture devices in the
universe. It will stimulate the nerves and give pure pain. Intense excruciating agony, with no damage to the
tissues. You will be able to feel the pain for a long, long, time. Before I start, do you have anything to tell
me?"
Terrified, but determined to remain firm, Leia shook her head.
"Then let us turn this machine on, to its lowest setting."
He pushed a button and turned a dial. The machine started to hum, and Leia jerked in her bonds as the
most intense pain that she had ever felt roared through her body. A gasp of agony escaped her lips, as she
strained at the bonds holding her firm, luscious body securely to the table. The pain coursed through her
body for what seemed like an eternity . . . and then it stopped.
Leia lay, drenched in sweat, gasping in agony. She couldn't believe the pain she felt. How much longer
could she possibly stand it?
Then, though her tears, she heard Vader say, "Increase the power."
She started to gasp out "No!" but her body was wracked with the excruciating agony of the device. Pain
consumed her, she had never felt anything like it. Every once in a while, the pain would stop, and just when
she would begin to think it might be over, it would begin again, only stronger. The torture session seemed
to go on forever, she strained and cried and screamed, but to no avail. The agony just overwhelmed her.
After what seemed like a lifetime, it stopped. She was panting in agony, Vader leaned over her helpless,
naked body and again asked her for the location of the rebel base. Leia summoned up all of her courage and
strength, started right at Vader. She knew that she was exposed, naked, and helpless; However, she could
still be strong. She shook her head firmly. She would not give in!
"As you wish, Your Highness." Mocked Vader, and more needles were displayed to the terrified girl. Leia
whimpered as she saw each new needle which would pierce her flesh. They went into her thighs, her
armpits, and hips. She thought, based on the agony it had caused, that they also went into her kidneys. Then
he went to her feet. She tried to curl her lovely naked feet and supple toes away from the torturer, but to no
avail. Holding her lovely heel in his hand, Vader put a needle into her ankle. Then a device was pulled out
which was clearly designed to torture her foot. It held her foot and toes in place while a pair of needles
pierced the tender sole of her bare foot.
Vader carefully held each of Leia's toes and inserted a tiny needle into the pads under her toenails. As
each needle was inserted, Leia whimpered in pain. Just the insertion of the tiny needle into the tender pads
of her delicate toes caused agony, so she could only tremble at the thought of what it would feel like when
they started the machine. And she didn't have long to wait.
The machine was going, sending waves of unutterable agony through her body. Now every inch of her
body, from the top of her head to the very tips of her tender, supple toes, cried out in shrieking pain. All
pretense of strength had left, Leia screamed, and cried, and struggled as she felt more pain than she had ever
imagined possible. The agony went on and on and on and on. She thought it would never end, it was a
nightmare, a living hell.
Again, the pain would stop for a minute. Vader would stroke the tender, soft, naked flesh of her nubile
body and then she would be screaming and begging and straining at the bonds while the pain roared through
her body.
Finally, during one of the pauses, Vader leaned over her again. This time he fondled her breasts, tweaking
the tender nipples and said, "Well, Princess, will you tell us the location of the rebel base? Or do we have to
get rough?"
Leia didn't know how she did it, but she managed to simply look away. She had little strength for anything
else, but somehow she had the strength to refuse to betray her friends.
"Very well," spoke Vader, "then we will proceed."
Vader took out some more needles. Leia whimpered as he came towards her body. He grabbed one of her
breasts.
"Oh, no, no, no . . . " whimpered the helpless naked girl as one needle was driven into the side of her
breast and another pierced into her nipple. Her other breast was prepared the same way. Then he went
down and began massaging her genitals.
"Oh, no! Oh God, no!" begged Leia, as a needle was driven through the inside walls of her cunt and her
clitoris. The agony shot through her, but she was determined to resist.
The machine was turned on, and she almost went insane with the agony. Sheer, excruciating pain was the
only thing that she felt. Nothing else existed. Her luscious nubile body strained at her bonds as the torture
continued, and continued, and continued until, finally, the pain overtook her and she fainted from sheer
agony. But she still had refused to talk.
Once again, cold water brought the Princess back around.
"Now, Princess, for some more persuasion."
Vader approached her with wires. He clipped them to the walls of her cunt and to her clitoris. He clipped
them to her tender nipples. He wrapped them around each of her lovely toes and made sure that the ends
rested against the tender sole of her bare, naked feet. Then he flipped a switch, and pain as great (possibly
even greater than what she had just experienced) tore through her body. Vader had added electro torture to
the pain machine, so her nerves were being stimulated from inside by the pain machine and the electricity
flowed through her tender flesh, combining to inflict a level of pain that Leia hadn't believed possible. Her
naked body tensed against the bonds that held her firmly as she screamed out her agony. Then it stopped.
Leia gasped and panted as she heard, "How is she doing?" She turned and saw General Largo, her old
enemy.
Seeing the old man leering at her naked body was extra humiliating, especially when he touched her,
stroking the sole of her bare foot, playing with her toes, rubbing her cunt and ass, and fondling her breasts,
tweaking each tender nipple.
"Having a good time?" he taunted.
Leia looked away, unable to bear the humiliation. Tears formed in her eyes, and then the agony returned.
She looked through her agony and saw the General smiling at her pain. The pain stopped and started again
and again. As the machines were started, Leia would strain against the straps, crying and moaning and
screaming in pure agony. Each time Leia hoped and prayed that it was over, then the General would fondle
her firm body and the pain would begin again. The agony shot through her, from her breasts to the very tips
of her toes. She couldn't believe that this much pain was possible, and she screamed and screamed and
screamed.
Despite their animosity for her, Leia's tormentor's could not help but be impressed with the girl's
endurance, for as she lay on the table thrashing and writhing in incredible pain, she only whimpered and had
not yet started to plead for mercy. If they could have seen Vader's face under his mask, they would have
seen that he was smiling, smiling in anticipation of the lengths of torture that would be inflicted on poor
Leia. The General, in fact, was smiling at that very moment for the same reason.
The machines were turned off, and Vader approached her bound body, holding a long, thin needle. Leia
lay bathed in sweat, and looked on in fear. Vader went to her firm, muscular right leg and began to rub and
hold her thigh. Leia tried to move her it away, but the straps held it firmly in place. He grabbed the flesh,
and began to insert the needle into her thigh. Leia squealed in pain and terror as the long needle pierced her
flesh, and then gasped in complete agony as the needle finally struck the bone. Once it had hit the bone,
Vader began to slowly and carefully rock the needle back and forth, so that the tip of the needle began to
scrape at the covering of the bone. This technique, called bone scraping, is exquisitely painful and, despite
all of Leia's efforts, she began to scream in pain.
Her screams filled the room. "Aaahhhh!! Aaaaahhh!!! Oh God! Oh God!"cried the miserable girl. Her
screams got even louder as the torturer went to her left thigh and performed the same torture on her left leg,
but this time, the needle was driven into her smooth inner thigh. Leia's screams of agony were pitiful to
hear, and General Largo nodded his approval of the tortures being used on their prisoner. Finally, the
needles were removed from her leg, but the needles from the pain machine remained.
Leia lay back, panting, bathed in sweat, and her tears began to flow again. She was determined not to give
in, she couldn't give in! She must endure it, although she didn't know how she would be able to! As Leia's
nude body was literally quaking in terror, the General and Vader approached her pretty face. Vader grabbed
her head and forced a rubber stopper into her mouth, and it made it impossible for Leia to close her mouth.
Vader held Leia's lovely head and the General showed her a dentist's drill. Leia's eyes, already consumed
with pain, went wide with horror.
The General chuckled, leaned forward, and began to drill one of Leia's teeth. Leia could not believe the
pain. She could feel the drill cutting into her tooth and the agony that it brought her. The General took a
needle from the pain machine and inserted it into the nerve of the tooth that had just been drilled. Leia was
bathed in sweat, needles inserted into her body, the electrodes still wrapped around and clipped to her most
delicate areas. The terror of what was going to happen was overpowering her senses, and then she entered
Hell.
The machines were turned on. Sheering, burning agony coursed through her body. She strained with all
her might at the straps that held her firmly, as pitiful screams of agony escaped her lips. Vader, in order to
make Leia's agony more acute, would stop the machines, let her lay back and pant for a moment, and then
start up the machines again. Leia couldn't believe how much pain she was in. There was only pain, and pain,
and more pain. She would look up at the smiling face of the General and the never changing mask of Vader,
and the pain would overwhelm her.
She screamed, and screamed, and screamed in agony. The pain simply consumed her entire body! Not a
single inch of her firm, lovely body wasn't screaming in absolute agony, and sometime during the treatment
she broke. The pain had simply overwhelmed everything else in her life, and she would do anything to
finally stop it, she just couldn't stand anymore. The rebels knew she had been captured. They'd know
enough to move their base.
She couldn't stand the pain anymore, she had to make them stop! Just tell them what they want and they'll
stop hurting her, she had to tell them, tell them and they'd stop, do anything, anything just make
them stop, oh God, please make them stop! She began to beg for mercy. The agony stopped, and then her
head was held and the General began the drill again.
"Nooo!" begged the helpless naked girl, "I talk! I'll talk!" But it was to no avail, the General
turned the drill on and continued on her tooth.
Her screams filled the air and were music to the General's ears. He kept up the drilling, savoring the girl’s
agony. He couldn't conceive of the pain that she was in, her fingers and toes curled and uncurled in
unbearable pain, she would do anything, anything, to stop the pain. Finally, they stopped, and Leia
began to cry and whimper.
"No more. No more. Please, no more. I'll talk. I'll tell you anything, only, please God, no more."
"Well, Princess," gloated the General, "where are the rebels?"
"On Dantooine," said the Princess, all resistance gone. "They were there when you captured me. They
might have moved on, but that's where they were. Oh, please, no more, no more, please, please..."
"Take her away!" said the General, pleased with himself.
The girl was taken away into a cell, and given a dress and some shoes to wear. She collapsed to the floor,
utterly exhausted. She wondered what was going to happen to her. Probably some phony trial and exile or
life imprisonment. She hoped the rebels were going to be smart enough to move their base when they heard
she had been captured. But for now, her ordeal was over, and she only wanted to sleep. What the poor girl
didn't realize, of course, was that her ordeal was far from over, and the horror had only begun.
Leia was taken from the room where she had slept for the past few hours. She walked down a long
corridor, flanked by two guards and was brought to a small, bright room. When she entered, she saw that
Vader and General Largo were already there. The guards bound her arms behind her back, inserted a gag
into her mouth, and held her firmly before Vader and the General. Fully clothed, Leia had regained some of
her composure, but she still looked on with fear at the two men who had tortured her so mercilessly.
Coming towards her, holding a clipboard, the General spoke. "It is too bad you decided not to talk,
Princess," intoned the General solemnly.
Leia's eyes went wide when she heard this, and tried to speak, but the gag muffled her attempts.
"Because of this continued obstinance I am afraid that we will need to progress to more intense methods of
interrogation. Here, in front of these witnesses, " continued the General, referring to the two guards and
Vader, "I am signing Imperial Decree Number 123-8, which authorizes the use of physical mutilation as part
of the questioning process."
Leia's eyes went wide with terror, and her knees buckled, causing the guards to have to hold her up. Vader
went up to her and took her from the guards and held her in his strong gloved hands. Whimpers of misery
were the only sounds that escaped past the gag in her mouth. Tears welled up in her eyes as she saw Largo
sign the decree that condemned her to even more suffering.
Leia knew that this decree not only allowed physical mutilation of the prisoner, but it also excused the
interrogator if the prisoner died as a result of the questioning. Leia's mind raced, she was trying to figure out
what was happening when she heard the General speak to one of the guards, as he handed him the decree to
give to the Imperial Archivist.
"And after you've handled this, check on the reconnaissance mission I've ordered to Dantooine. Make sure
the ship is fully armed. Although there is almost certainly nothing there, tell them to be prepared. The
Rebels could be anywhere!"
And at that time, even more tears welled up in Leia's eyes when she realized what was happening. Largo
and Vader were pretending she didn't tell them the rebel's base was on Dantooine. They were going to
continue to torture her for their pleasure, and they have arranged for an Imperial warship to happen
upon the rebel base. Her tears flowed only faster when, after the guards left, Darth Vader ripped her clothes
off, and she once again stood stark naked before her tormentors.
"You bastards," she muttered after they removed her gag. "You stinking bastards!"
"Ah, Princess," laughed the General, "you are always so entertaining."
He approached her, smiling into her face, the pretty face which tried to hide the terror it felt. Largo
stepped forward and stepped on Leia's bare foot with his boot, pressing hard into her toes. He saw pain
register in her eyes, but she only let out a slight whimper. A wicked smile filled the General's face as he
spoke to Darth Vader, while still enjoying the misery of the helpless Princess Leia.
"Well, Lord Vader. We have got the decree in hand, let us begin!"
"As you wish, General," bowed Vader and he approached Leia.
Leia was bound naked to the table again, but this time, they took care to bind her ankles far apart, exposing
her cunt to the evil duo. Vader approached her with a round stick. He came close and held it near her face
and rubbed it gently against her cheek. She could feel that it was covered with sandpaper. He rubbed it
softly over her entire body, causing her to shake uncontrollably in terror, wondering where he was going to
strike. Every once in a while, he'd grab some of her flesh and gave a quick rub, causing her to cry out in
pain. He finally approached her genitals, and Leia began to quiver.
She wouldn't beg for mercy again. No, she refused to do that. But she turned her head away as she felt the
rough rod rubbing around her pubic hair. Then she felt the rod at the edge of her cunt, and she began to pant
and gasp in horror. Large tears welled up in her eyes as she prepared herself for the hideous pain, but even
she could not have been prepared for the suffering she felt when Vader rammed the sandpaper-covered rod
deep into her cunt.
With one mighty thrust, in and out, he ripped raw screams of agony from Leia's throat, and sent waves of
burning agony though her genitals. Almost before she could recover from this first assault, she felt his
gloved hands grabbing her thighs and spreading her buttocks. This time, Vader rammed the rod deep into
her anus. Her ass was still quite sore from the enema torture they had used on her earlier, so the addition of
the scraping sandpaper only added to her already considerable suffering.
The General and Vader stood back and then enjoyed the spectacle of the naked Princess twisting and
crying out in intense pain. Once she had calmed down a little, the top of the table was raised so that she was
almost in a sitting position. Vader then picked up a piece of thread, with a thin hook at each end. Going to
one of her breasts, he slid the hook through one of her nipples. Leia's face twisted in pain. Vader then
pushed her head forward, and wrapped the string around her neck. Then, with the General holding her pretty
head forward, he slid the remaining hook through her other nipple. Once both hooks were in place, the
General grabbed Leia by the hair, pulling her head back. The result of this was, of course, to have the hooks
in her nipples pull her breasts up and cause her intense pain.
It was successful, as Leia's cry was a testament to. It was an especially enjoyable experience for General
Largo, for he was able to look straight into the Princess's face and smile at her while she was in intense
agony. Then, while the General held her head back, pulling at her breast, Vader took up a whip and
whipped her stomach, her thighs, the soles of her feet, her ravaged cunt, and the bottoms of her breasts.
At some point during the beating, Leia passed out. Since this was relatively early in what they had
planned for her, they decided that this was a good time to end this first session. They removed the hooks,
unstrapped her, and put her back in her cage.
Sometime later, Leia awoke. She was, of course, sore all over from the torture sessions. Now that she
knew what Vader and Largo had in store for her, she realized she may have only one chance to escape her
fate. They had made a point of faking her recalcitrance before the guards, but when the guards come
tomorrow for her, she'll tell them. They'll believe her. In fact, she may even get the rebels a whole new set
of converts!
With that faint glimmer of hope still glowing, she curled herself up, trying to ignore the pain that
consumed her, and slept.
Leia awoke with a start as the guards burst into her room. She was ready for them, though. As they
opened her cage, she threw herself at their feet.
"Listen to me," said the Princess."Darth Vader and General Largo are evil men who are going to ruin you!
They are violating every known law of the Galaxy! I had already talked! Their decree was a lie! You can be
heroes by just helping me..."
"Hello, Princess." The deep voice was unmistakable, and Leia's heart sank when she heard it. Looking up,
she saw the imposing figure of Darth Vader in the room. The two guards grabbed her and held her before
him. He grabbed her chin in his hand. "Very clever, Princess, but to no avail. Did you think you could
convince these guards to abandon the Emperor? Did you think that I would assign any guard who was not
blindly and fiercely loyal? Foolish girl, resign yourself to your fate!"
He waved his hand and the guards, with Leia in tow, walked down the hallways and deposited the naked
girl at the torture chamber. Once inside the chamber, she was secured to the table. Vader picked up a hot
iron and approached Leia's naked body. She drew in a breath and held it as she saw him approach her flesh
with the iron. Slowly he approached her body and pressed the iron into her side. She shrieked in pain and
strained against the bonds. Vader slowly and carefully used the iron on her nubile young body. Despite her
struggles, Vader calmly burned her armpits, her thighs, her arms. She screamed and twisted, desperately
trying to avoid the pain giving iron, but to no avail. He burned her breasts, and then used the iron on her
already raw cunt.
Leia thrashed her head from side to side. Her hair flying about, and sweat and tears flying off her face as
she screamed in unimaginable pain as her delicate organs were burned by the iron. The General approached
Leia. She lay on the table, moaning in agony, and whimpering as the old man approached. Darth Vader was
busying himself with several new implements of torture to use on the miserable girl, and the General
beckoned him over.
"I want to enjoy her now, Lord Vader, I don't think I can restrain myself any longer."
"As you wish, General," replied Vader. "I am prepared."
"Good," replied the General, and Vader held Leia firmly while the General unstrapped her from the table.
She was pulled over to another counter, and her hands were securely fastened to the table at each wrist.
Once Leia was secure on her belly, the General quickly removed his pants, revealing a cock which was in
remarkably good shape, in a sharp contrast to the rest of the General's old body. In any other circumstance,
Leia would have found it amusing and unleashed a torrent of abuse at him. But the sight of his stiff cock in
the torture chamber filled her with horror and she gasped.
The General came up behind her and twisted her face around and looked straight into Leia's frightened
eyes. The look of lust and sadistic glee that she saw in the monster's face was unlike anything she could
have ever imagined. Somehow Vader, with his face at least hidden behind the mask, was less terrifying.
Then he roughly pushed her, and she felt his cock at her ass.
"Oh, no, no, please no!" whimpered Leia, but to no avail.
The General grabbed her around her breasts and pushed with all his might. Leia's eyes bugged open as she
felt his cock enter her, letting out a cry of pain and shame as he gave one strong lunge and was inside her.
"You may proceed," panted the General, his cock firmly wedged into Leia's ass.
Turning her head forward, Leia saw Vader standing across the table. In one of his gloved hands was a
hammer, and in the other was a long, thin nail. Vader approached her right hand, which was unscathed but
was being held flat on the table by the straps. With two strikes, he drove the slender nail through the tip of
Leia's middle finger, driving it right through the fingernail.
"Aaaiihhhhh!" Leia screamed in agony as the steel tore through the flesh and bone of her finger.
The General was panting and moaning; with one of his hands, he reached around her naked body and
began fondling her breast, while with the other he turned her face around so that he could lick her tears and
enjoy her suffering as he fucked her ass.
"More, Vader, more!" howled the General, and Vader responded by taking another nail and driving it
through the tip of her ring finger.
Leia let out a scream of agony, but the General turned her head and covered her mouth with his, drinking
in the suffering girl's voluptuous agony. Vader drove a third nail, this time through the fingernail of Leia's
index finger, and the General plunged his cock even deeper into her ass, and she went stiff and fainted from
the pain.
"What's this? Wake up, you little bitch! WAKE UP!" The General grabbed Leia by the hair and shook
her head until the unhappy girl regained consciousness.
"We'll have none of that, my dear," taunted the General into Leia's tear stained face. "Lord Vader!
Continue!"
The General continued to fondle Leia and fuck her with great vigor as Vader drove two more nails into her
fingers, one into her forefinger and the other into her ring finger. Leia wailed in agony as her fingers were
being nailed, and the General fucked her and fucked her until, while the last nail was being drive into her, he
came deep inside of her ass. Panting and gratified, the General removed himself from Leia's shapely ass and
waved to Vader.
At the signal, Vader leaned down to Leia secured fingers and, taking a pair of clippers, snipped her
forefinger off at the base of the finger. Leia screamed in agony, and Vader cauterized the exposed wound.
Next, he went to her ring finger. Carefully cutting, he cut through the skin at the base of the finger and
peeled it off. Leia's screams of agony were almost unbearable to listen to, but they were music to the ears of
both Vader and the General. Once the skin had been removed, Vader took the clippers and snipped the digit
off, first at the last joint, so that the tip of the finger remained attached by the nail, then at the second joint,
so that the two removed parts of her finger remained nailed to the table.
Leia's wails of agony, tore from her throat. She couldn't believe how much pain she was in. Then, Vader
went behind her and, grabbing her right hand, pulled with all his might. Her hand tore free, with the nail,
which was still driven through her middle finger, tearing through the tip of her finger. Leia shrieked in pain
and horror as Vader held her mutilated hand before her face, and then quickly snipped the mangled tip of her
finger off with the clippers, and cauterized it with the fire. He then released her other hand from the table.
Consumed by agony, Leia fell to the floor and began to whimper and shake.
The General leaned down and grabbed Leia by the hair and brought her face to face with him.
"Thank you, Princess," gloated the old man, "you've given me a great deal of pleasure, but the
entertainment has quite a long way to go!" And with that, he left the room, and Leia was taken away to her
cage to recover.
Once more, Leia was rudely woken up and dragged into the torture chamber. Once there, she again lay
bound and naked on the table. Vader moved a cart full of horrendous looking devices near her trembling
legs, and began stroking her feet. Vader admired her while she whimpered and squirmed.
"Do you know what this is, Princess?" He intoned, revealing a syringe filled with a vile liquid. She looks
on in fear, but is unable to speak.
"It is acid, Princess, behold." With that, he dripped a single drop onto a small piece of wood which was
next to her. Upon touching the wood, the liquid began to sizzle and steam. Leia watched it with increasing
terror.
"Imagine, Princess, just imagine," taunted the Dark Lord, "what this will do to your lovely body. Imagine
the agony as it burns your flesh, eating away at your tender nerves..."
As he delivered his speech, Leia writhed in her bonds, tears began to flow from her eyes, as terror
consumed her very being.
"No, please no, no, no . . . " whimpered the terrified girl.
"Let's see how it feels, shall we?" and Vader went to her smooth, firm stomach, sliding the needle into her
belly button, and inserted a single drop of the acid.
He was horribly clever, since he had bypassed the epidermal coating and deposited the acid directly on the
nerve endings under her skin.
"Aaaahhiiiiieeee! Nooooo! Aaaahhhh!" Leia exploded in agony as the acid ate away directly at
the nerve endings. The horrible pain lasted for a while, and Leia's screams were pitiful to behold. He then
went to her bare feet. Grabbing her right foot, he slid the needle under the toenail of her fourth toe, the one
next to the little toe. The pain Leia felt when the needle slid under the delicate toenail was increased a
thousand-fold when he injected a drop of the acid under the toenail. The toe began to bubble and sizzle,
blood and pus poured from under the nail as Leia screamed and screamed and screamed.
The General and Vader looked on with satisfaction, but the General noted that Vader had missed her little
toe. So Vader then slid the needle under her little toe and shot it with acid. Leia's screams of agony were
almost unbearable to hear. Her little toenail was almost black with the fluids that were oozing from it, and
after a little while it actually fell out. To prevent too much blood loss, Vader used a hot iron to burn the
exposed flesh that once held her toenail, and with that piece of pain, the miserable girl fainted.
Leia was revived. Once she was awake and ready to feel more pain, Vader took up a small, thin piece of
metal. It was pointed, and shaped like the end of a nail file. It was burning hot as well. Grabbing Leia's
foot, he took firm hold of her third toe and slowly inserted the burning metal under the toenail. Leia
absolutely wailed in agony as the metal found its way under her nail, and then Vader first let her appreciate
the burning agony and then twisted the metal until her toenail popped out of its socket.
Again, words cannot describe the agony Leia felt, nor can they describe the strength and volume of her
screams, but her ordeal was far from over. Vader used the same piece of hot metal to burn and remove the
next toenail, and then inserted the needle and acid deep under her big toenail. Then, as she screamed in
agony and her big toenail oozed blood and pus, he injected acid into each of her delicate toes. Standing
back, he and the General watched as Leia's foot swelled and twisted as the acid did its work.
Leia's other foot was the next target for the monsters. Each toe was the target of their abuse with the hot
iron being used to burn, and to wrench away the delicate toenail, or acid inserted under the toenail. Either
way, it caused unspeakable agony for Leia, and she fainted several times during the ordeal, only to be
brought back to consciousness to face more pain. In the end, she was thrashing and screaming, her bare foot
filled with acid just under the skin onto the nerve endings, and she was praying for death as an escape from
the pain she was in. Once Leia had stopped thrashing about, to her, it seemed like an eternity, Vader
approached her again, ready to continue the torture.
He took up a pair of pliers, and approached her swollen feet. He grabbed her little toe, and with a mighty
twist of the pliers, broke it. A pain shot through Leia's entire body, and she went rigid with agony. Then she
could feel the cold steel grab her fourth toe.
"No! No! No! Nooo! Aaahhh! Aaaaahhhhh!"
The miserable girl wailed in anguish as Vader broke each one of her toes. Leia had not thought that she
could ever feel any more pain than she had been experiencing, and yet they were inflicting more and more
and more.
As Vader broke the next toe, she knew she just couldn't stand any more pain. She would surely die if he
tortured her anymore, but then he'd mutilate yet another of her delicate toes, and the pain would increase and
she would feel certain that now she was there. Now she was at the limit where there was no more pain
possible. This was it! She couldn't possibly feel any more pain! No greater pain was possible, but then Vader
would grab yet another tender toe and with another wrench of his wrist she would experience a new, greater
level of pain.
Finally, Vader had broken all ten of her toes. Next, he took a burning iron and cauterized each, since they
were all dripping blood. Since he had the iron and was burning her feet, he decided that the tender soles of
her feet should be burned as well, so the iron was brought to play and he slowly, carefully, charred the
tender soft soles of her feet. While he was burning her feet and toes, Vader would also take the time to
occasionally tweak her mangled toes, sending waves of agony though her entire body.
Leia passed out several times, but was quickly revived each time and had ample opportunity to savor her
pain. Leia lay firmly strapped to the table as the torture session appeared to have wound down. The table
near her head was wet with her tears, sweat, and drool. She looked on in horror as Vader approached her
holding the dreaded syringe in his hand.
"And now, your Highness," taunted the monster, "a little more entertainment."
He grabbed her right breast and squeezed it. Her nipple popped firmly out, and Vader injected a drop of
acid into the very tip of her lovely brown nipple.
"Noooooooooooo! Aaaaiiihhhhh!" Leia wailed and struggled as fire leaped into her nipple.
Then he grabbed her other breast and injected acid into the tip of her other nipple. Leia threw her head
back and continued to scream. She was pounding her head against the table, trying to knock herself
unconscious, but to no avail. Her horror increased even more when she felt Vader's gloved hands fiddling
around her crotch. He took the syringe, and inserted the needle into her clitoris. The pain of the needle
entering her most delicate organ was intense, but was made even greater when he injected the clitoris with
the acid. When the pain hit Leia, her mouth went wide open. Her pain had passed the point where she could
even scream about it anymore! Her pretty face was twisted almost beyond recognition, and her mouth was
wide open in a soundless shriek of pure agony. It took about a half and hour for the acid to destroy the nerve
endings and thus, to allow Leia's agony to abate slightly.
Vader called to a pair of guards and she was dragged away to her cage to rest and to prepare for further
ordeals.
Leia was in pretty bad shape when she was woken up and dragged to the torture chamber yet again. She
couldn't give any resistance to the two guards who dragged her along the hallway, since her mutilated feet
still screamed in agony, so she let them drag her along. When she saw that she was brought to the torture
chamber again, she began to shake. This meant that her sole remaining prayer, that they would kill her and
release her from the constant torment, would go unanswered.
Inside the torture chamber, Leia was bound face down on the torture table. Vader walked towards her with
a hypodermic needle.
"Kill me." Pleaded the miserable girl, terrified that the syringe contained more of the acid that had caused
her so much suffering."Just kill me? That's all I ask of you, please, just kill me..."
"Kill you?" Asked Largo, taunting her, "I don't think so. In fact, Lord Vader is just now injecting you with
a powerful stimulant to make sure you fully appreciate what we have in store for you today!"
Leia moaned in anguish as Vader injected her with the stimulant. He then went and took a, iron rod and
put it into a brazier of red-hot coals. A combination of terror and the stimulant made her heart pound in her
chest, as she watched the rod heat up. Once the rod was glowing, and red hot, Vader picked it up and held it
before Leia's terrified eyes.
"Oh, God, no more, no more, no mo... Aaaaaiiihhhh!"
Vader had taken the rod and, with all his might, swung it and struck Leia's shapely ass with it. It cut, and
burned, and embedded itself in her lovely flesh. He let it sit for a second to allow it to cool slightly, then he
pulled it free, ripping and tearing her ass even more. Vader then put the iron back into the brazier to let it
reheat.
Leia's screams of pain were more intense than ever, and only increased as Vader repeated the beating,
burning, and tearing of Leia's ass. Only the stimulant kept Leia conscious while Vader continued to beat
her. He only stopped when Leia's beautiful ass had been turned into a charred, bloody, mangled lump of
flesh. Leia was removed from the table. She had felt like she had become part of the table, and for a brief
second she felt strange without the straps holding her securely in place.
Two guards quickly bound her arms tightly behind her, as Vader and the General looked on with
satisfaction. They brought her to the center of the room, where one of the guards held her. Of course, after
the torture that her feet and toes had undergone, just standing was agony in itself, and she whimpered in
misery as the guard held her up. Meanwhile, Darth Vader had pushed a button, and two ropes descended
from the ceiling.
Once they were at the level of Leia's chest, Vader released the button and the ropes stopped. From a vat of
alcohol, where they had been kept sterile, he removed two very sharp, large hooks. As Leia watched on in
unimaginable terror, he secured them to the end of the ropes.
"Bring her to me," he said, and Leia's eyes went wide with horror as she realized what was in store for her.
She struggled to escape, but every time she tried to press down on her mutilated feet and toes, waves of
agony shoots through her. "NO! NO! NO!" pleaded the helpless girl as she was dragged to the hooks.
"No more! Please no more! Oh God...please just kill me, just Aaaaaiiihhh!!" Leia's screams were
wrenched from her throat as Vader slowly slid a hook through her left breast. "Oh God! Oh God! No! No!
No! Aaaahhh!"
The second hook was slowly pushed through Leia's right breast. Once the hooks were firmly imbedded in
the breasts of the screaming girl, Vader pressed another button, and the ropes began to rise to the ceiling. Of
course, Leia was raised as well, and hung by the hooks through her breasts.
Wails of anguish came from her throat. Then Vader pressed yet another button, and the ropes released and
Leia came crashing down, stopping abruptly with her mutilated toes six inches from the floor. The hooks in
her breasts stopped her descent, her breasts began to tear, and the blood which had been coming from her
pierced breasts, began to flow even faster. Leia's screams increased with the increase in her pain, she
couldn't believe that she was actually feeling more agony as she twisted in her bonds, but every twist caused
her breasts to tear even more, causing even more suffering.
Once more she was raised and came crashing down. Her breasts were masses of fire of unbelievable
agony, as the hooks tore into them even more. Once again, she was raised to the ceiling to come crashing
down, but this time, the hook tore through her right breast and it hung, split almost in two, from her chest.
Vader gazed on as the General laughed merrily at her, since she was hanging by a hook in her left breast, in
an awkward, and (to him, at least) humorous position. Her screams were no longer recognizable as human,
as Vader came to her with the red-hot poker and seared her torn breast, cauterizing the wound. Only due to
the stimulant they had given her, was she kept awake and conscious.
Leia kept screaming as she was raised again to the ceiling. When she came crashing down, the hook, as
you might expect, tore through her left breast. Leia lay screaming and thrashing on the floor, and Vader
went to cauterize her left breast when the General waved him off.
"Couldn't you do something that will hurt her a little bit more?" queried the General.
"As you wish, General," intoned the Dark Lord, and he walked over to the writhing girl, turning her onto
her back, grabbed half of her left breast. With one mighty pull, he tore it from Leia's chest. Leia threw her
head back and wailed in pure agony as her breast ripped free. Vader held the breast in his hand and waved it
before her face. The sight of a part of her body in Vader's gloved hand sent additional waves of shock
through her already ravaged frame.
"Does that meet with your approval, General? asked the Dark Lord.
"Yes, indeed. Thank you!" Said the General, who was still savoring every moment of Leia's agony.
Continuing on, Vader then cauterized the fragments of her left breast that remained attached to her body.
Despite the stimulant that flowed through her bloodstream. Leia passed out, but awoke with a start. A fresh
injection of the stimulant had brought her back to the living hell that she was in.
She was strapped to the table again, and Vader approached her left hand. Slowly, he began to work around
her wrist, carefully removing little pieces of flesh and, as the blood began to flow, cauterizing the exposed
wound with the hot iron.
Leia wailed in agony as her flesh was removed, and even louder when the sensitive nerves were burned.
Once Vader had removed enough of her flesh to expose the bones underneath, he brought out a small saw
and slowly sawed through the bones of her wrist. Leia's face was a mask of pure pain, her throat was raw
from screaming, and yet she continued to scream, and scream, and scream.
Once Leia's hand had been removed, a blowtorch was used to cauterize the exposed end of the limb. He
then went to her other wrist, and duplicated the same horrendous procedure.
Once he was finished with her hands, Leia's feet were the next targets of the monster. Going to one of
Leia's shapely ankles, Vader slowly removed the flesh around the ankle. Taking care to scrape the Achilles'
tendon to increase Leia's agony before severing the tendon. It took longer to saw through the bone, but soon
Vader held Leia's mangled foot in his hand. Leia continued to scream, though her screams were decreasing
in intensity as her vocal cords were strained beyond use. She thrashed and twisted and writhed, her sanity
long gone, she was now reduced to an almost mindless, instinctive struggle to escape the agony. But there
was no escape for the once proud Princess, and her other foot was soon removed.
As Leia was sinking fast, and Vader and General Largo were determined to make sure that she suffered
even more than she already had, so Vader took the scalpel and made a shallow slice down the front of her
body. Using a pair of pliers, he grabbed a flap of skin and, using jerking motions, removed the skin from
Leia's torso, leaving it hanging from the sides of her body.
Leia's eyes were open, drool dripped from her mouth, and she pounded her head against the table as the
agony from her skinning consumed her, adding to the other torments that had been inflicted on her body.
Moving quickly, Vader moved to Leia's mouth. He took a small hammer and smashed all of Leia's teeth one
by one. Pain had completely consumed Leia, she no longer existed except for pain.
Next were Leia's eyes. Sliding a small rod under her eyelids, he slowly gouged her beautiful brown eyes
out of their sockets, taking great care not to damage the optic nerve. As a result, her eyes hung out of their
sockets onto her cheeks. The reason for this was to allow the eyes to continue sending messages to Leia's
brain, although all sense had, of course, left her already, but she would be able to see, as Vader
sliced off her nose, and cut out her tongue. She would also see as her stomach was sliced open,
exposing her internal organs.
Finally, the General and Darth Vader stood over her. As the General smiled wickedly, he poured the
remainder of the acid slowly into her exposed body. The acid began to consume her internal organs, and
Leia gave out one last wail of pure agony, (a cry that could no longer be identified as human) and then fell
back onto the table and was still. The silence in the room seemed strange, since for so long it had resonated
with the pitiful screams of Princess Leia. The only sound was Vader's heavy breathing.
"Well," said the General finally, "a fine job. Yet another traitor to the Empire is dead. This is a glorious
day for the Empire! I must report this to the Emperor personally and, Lord Vader, your fine work here will
not go unrewarded!"
"Thank you, General." Replied the Dark Lord, bowing deeply.
With that, they went off, leaving the mutilated body of Princess Leia in pieces on the table.
A"reconnaissance" mission, which was fully armed, was nearing Dantooine, and would shortly
stumble upon the Rebel's base. One of the spiritual leaders of the rebellion was dead, and soon the
entire rebellion would follow. Truly, it was a fine day for the Empire.