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The Interrogation of Leia(strong torture)
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Star Wars: The Interrogation Of Leia
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. It is
very much in the style of my previous tale, "Agony in Pink," so it is a VERY
STRONG torture story. It contains all manner of nasty things like bondage,
rape, torture, pain, death, all of it highly non-consensual. If this type
of story if not your cup of tea (and you know who you are out there!) then
you'd probably best just bypass this one right now. You have been warned!
If you're still with me, I hope you enjoy the story, and as always I'd love
to hear your comments. In this time where our very basic freedoms are being
attacked, it's important that we fight back the only was we can: by
continuing to flood the Internet with stories that push the limits. And in
case you're interested, no I don't go to school with someone names "Princess
Leia" nor do I know anybody named "Darth Vader." This is purely and simply
a fantasy, period.
FYI, all characters in this story are copyrighted up the yazoo by George
Lucas, but since he licensed them for "Energizer Bunny" commercials, it's
hard to imagine that he would care about them showing up here. As demented
as this story is, it pales next to the torture that those battery
commercials inflict on an unsuspecting world!
Chapter 1 - "Where are the Rebels?"
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 on 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. "Oh, you
will talk, Princess. And making you talk will be one of the most pleasant
experiences I have ever had. Remove your clothes!" Leia gasped. "I will
do no such thing! How dare you!" cried Leia. "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
and toes as she stood defiantly before her tormentors. She was humiliated,
but determined to retain dignity. Vader approached her. "You will talk,
Princess. Do you wish to talk now, or does your flesh want to feel the
pain? You will talk, Princess, of that I assure you!" During this
taunting, Vader was fondling her breasts, her body, 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. It was a cat-o'-nine-tails,
which looked terrifying. He 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 she was determined to be strong. Then her back
exploded. She had never felt such pain in her life. She cried out, but was
determined not to do it again. Again and again the whip found its mark on
her back and ass. 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 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 with all his might. The beating 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 cry of pain
escaped her lips before she could stifle it, 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 some
time, 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 was cutting into her tender flesh, leaving red welts where
it struck. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Over and over again the whip struck her.
Leia writhed and squirmed in agony, determined not to give them the pleasure
of seeing her scream or cry but fast losing the battle. The whip stroked
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.
With a wave 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 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! AAAAAHHH!! AAAAIIIEEE!!" As soon as she had refused,
Vader began to whip 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 and
put his face 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 relied 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 mouth, 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 in 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 into her mouth.
Several times she vomited, and when she did Vader just scooped the vomit up
and forced it 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 Leia, who had shit covering her face and chest. "Have
anything to tell us now, Princess?" he asked. Despite the horror she had
just undergone, she summoned up all her strength, and choked out an insult.
Vader laughed a bone chilling laugh, then took up yet another bottle of
liquid. Leia trembled in horror as she saw it. Vader then 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 to distend the bladder but not break it. When he was finished,
Leia's bladder was horribly distended and the girl was suffering greatly.
He then 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 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 (but which
was probably a couple of hours), the catheter was removed, she had been
allowed to relieve herself (in the presence of several guards and Vader, an
event clearly designed to humiliate her) and was washed clean. She was
then 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..
Chapter 2 -- Leia Remains Defiant
Leia was woken. She had no concept of how long, if 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 her naked body
firmly down. Her arms were strapped securely at 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 at the straps that held her body, arms, and ankles firmly in place.
She clenched her hands into fists, and curled and uncurled her toes. She
resolved to endure the humiliation, and 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 arm, and it was being moved towards her. She had heard rumors of
such hideous torture devices, but she didn't believe that people were
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 to try to avoid the needle, but to no avail --
she watched in terror as the needle pierced her flesh. She cried out and
winced with pain as it drove deeper inside her and then she jumped as a jolt
of pain went through her. The needle had found the nerve. With terror, she
watched her other shoulder be pierced the same way, with the same resultant
pain as the nerve was found. Vader then went down to her legs, her smooth
shapely legs, held firmly by the straps. Her breath came in short gasps as
Vader caressed her legs, and then drove the same needle into her knees. She
grimaced and grunted as each knee was pierced. Then Vader leaned close to
her. She turned her face away, but he turned her face to be close to his.
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. Do you
have anything to tell us?" Terrified, but determined to remain firm, Leia
shook her head. "Then let us turn this machine on the 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 she had ever felt roared
through her body. A gasp of agony escaped her lips, and 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 an eternity, it stopped. She was panting in agony,
and Vader leaned over her helpless, naked body and again asked her for the
location of the rebel base. Leia summoned up all her courage and strength,
started right at Vader. She knew that she was exposed, naked, and helpless,
but 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, her
hips (she thought, based on the agony it 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 pad under her toenail. 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. "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. 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. Each second seemed like an eternity. Her
luscious nubile body strained at her bonds as the torture continued and
continued and continued. Finally, the pain overtook her and she fainted
from sheer agony. But she still 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, and he wrapped them around each of her lovely toes and made
sure that the end rested against the tender sole of her bare, naked foot.
Then he flipped a switch, and pain as great pr possibly even greater than
what she had just experienced tore through her body. Vader had added
electroturture to the pain machine, so he 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 couldn't believe
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 and
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 stroked the naked sole of her bare foot, played with her
toes, rubbed her cunt and ass, and fondled 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,
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 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 yet to
start pleading 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 leg away, but the straps held it firmly in place. He
grabbed the flesh, and began to insert the needle into her thigh. Leia
began to squeal 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!! AAAAHHH!!! OH GOD! OH GOD!" cried the
miserable girl, and 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 the INSIDE of her smooth thigh. Leia's screams of
agony were pitiful to hear. 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. Leia's
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 then
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 mouth. Vader, in order to make Leia's agony more acute,
would stop the machines, let her lay back and pant, and then start up the
machines again. Leia couldn't believe how much pain she was in, there was
just pain and pain and more pain. She would look up at the smiling face of
the General, 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, 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 girls' agony. She couldn't conceive of the pain 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.
The horror had only begun.
Chapter 3 - The Imperial Decree
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'm
afraid 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 escapes past the gag in her mouth, and 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, 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, 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. And her tears flowed only faster
when, after the guards left, Darth Vader ripped her clothes off until she
once again stood stark naked before her tormentors. They took her gag off
and she spoke.
"You bastards," she muttered. "You stinking bastards!" Vader and the
General laughed.
"Ah, Princess," laughed the General, "you are always so entertaining." He
approached her, and smiled 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've got the decree in
hand, let's 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 give 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. Tears escaped her eyes as she
prepared herself for hideous pain, but even she could not have been prepared
for the pain 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 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 then grabbed
Leia by the hair and pulled 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. And it was successful - Leia's cries was testament to that.
It was an especially enjoyable experience for General Largo, for he was able
to look straight in the Princess's face and smile at her while she was in
intense agony. And 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 bottom of the breasts.
Sometime during the beating, Leia passed out. Since this was relatively
early in the what they had planned for her, they decided this was a good
time to end this first session. The removed the hooks, unstrapped her, and
put her back in her cage.
Sometime later, Leia awoke in her cage. 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 the fate.
They had made a point of faking her recalcitrance before the guards -- when
the guards came tomorrow for her, she'd tell them. They'd 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.
Chapter 4 - "General Enjoyment"
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 know law of the
Galaxy! I had already talked! Their decree was a lit!! 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 Vader. Her
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 and much of 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, sweat and tears flying off her face, screaming in
unimaginable pain as her delicate organs were burned with the iron.
The General approached Leia. She lay on the table, moaning in agony, and
whimpered 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
anymore."
"As you wish, General," replied Vader. "I'm all prepared."
"Good," replied the General, and Vader held Leia firmly while the General
unstrapped her from the table. She was pulled over to another table, and
her hands were securely fastened to the table at each wrist. Once Leia was
secure, the General quickly removed his pants, revealing a cock which was in
remarkably good shape, in sharp contract 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 face. 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 the breasts pushed with all his might. Leia's eyes bugged open as
she felt the cock enter her, and then let 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 and 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. "AAAIIIIHHH!" Leia screamed in agony as the steel
tore through the flesh and bone of her finger. The General was panting and
moaning, and with one hand he reached around her naked body and began
fondling her breast, and with the other he turned her face around so he
could lick her tears and enjoy her suffering while he fucked her ass.
"More, Vader, more!" cried 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 her ass.
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 then cauterized it with 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.
Chapter 5 - How Much More Can She Take?
Once more, Leia was rudely woken up and dragged into the torture chamber.
Once there, she once again lay bound and naked on the table. Vader moved a
table full of horrendous looking devices near her bare feet. Vader begins
to stroke her feet, and Leia whimpers and tries to move them, but her ankles
are firmly secured with straps.
Vader approaches her with a syringe which is filled with a liquid. "Do you
know what this is, Princess," he intones. She looks on in fear, unable to
speak. "It is acid, Princess. Behold." And 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 this 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, and slid the needle into the flesh of her stomach 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
then 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. Then he and the General stood back and
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 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. At 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 her toe. Pain shot through
Leia's entire body, and she went rigid with agony. And 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 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 any more, 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 of her toes, 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 occassionally
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 winded 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 then grabbed her right breast and
squeezed. 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's 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 then she felt Vader's
gloved hands fiddling around her crotch. He then 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, so 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.
Chapter 6 - The End of a Princess
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 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 her, and embedded itself in her
lovely flesh. Vader 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 the one of the guards held her.
Of course, after the torture 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
over here," 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 shot
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 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 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, but stopped 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 -- and she twisted in her bonds, but every twist
caused her breasts to tear even more, causing even more agony. Once more
she was raised and came crashing down. Her breasts were masses of fire,
unbelievable agony as the hook tore them even more. And again, she was
raised to the ceiling, and came crashing down. But this time, the hook tore
through her right breast and it hung, split almost in two, from her chest.
Vader and the General laughed merrily at her, since she was hanging by a
hook in her left breast, in an awkward and (to them, 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 the stimulant they had given her kept her awake and conscious,
and 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 more?" queried the General. "As you
wish, General," intoned the Dark Lord, and he walked to the writhing girl,
turned her on her back, grabbed half of her left breast, and with one mighty
pull, tore it from Leia's chest. Leia threw her head back and wailed in
pure agony as her breast tore free. Vader held the breast in his hand and
waved it before her face, and the sight of part of her breast 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.
Leia awoke with a start. A fresh injection of stimulant had brought her
back to the living Hell she was in. She was strapped to the table again,
and Vader approached her left hand. Slowly, he began to work around her
wrist, slowly and 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 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 of the ankle, but soon Vader held Leia's mangled foot in
his hand. Leia continued to scream, but her screams were decreasing in
intensity as her vocal cords were strained beyond use. She thrashed and
twisted and writhed, her sanity long gone, 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 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), so she could "see" as Vader sliced off her nose
and cut out her tongue. She could 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. And they went off, leaving the mutilated body of Princess
Leia in pieces on the table.
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