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BANE/AHSOKA
RATING: EXTREME NC-17 (HEED THE WARNINGS!!!!)
WARNINGS: NON-CON, RAPE, VIOLENCE
WORD COUNT: 2,465
CORUSCANT WAS A CITY MADE OUT OF GARBAGE, ESPECIALLY THE UNDERGROUND SCENE. AHSOKA RAN FAST THROUGH THE CROWDS OF PEOPLE LOOKING FOR THE FAMILIAR FACE OF HER MASTER, BUT TO NO AVAIL. WHAT FRIGHTENED HER MOST WAS THAT SHE COULDN'T EVEN FEEL HIM ANY MORE. IT MEANT THEY WERE SO FAR APART. SHE TOOK A CLOSER LOOK AT HER SURROUNDINGS, FINALLY TAKING IN HOW FAR SHE HAD RUN. THERE WERE STILL A GOOD NUMBER OF CIVILIANS WALKING AROUND BUT IT SEEMED COLDER, DARKER, AND SHE KNEW SHE WAS IN THE "WRONG PART OF TOWN" SO TO SPEAK.
PANIC WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO OVERTAKE HER AT THIS STAGE. FUNDAMENTAL TRAINING WAS SUPPOSED TO ELIMINATE IT. BUT SHE COULD ONLY SAY SO MANY 'LITTLE DEATH' CHANTS UNTIL THEY BEGAN TO LOSE THEIR POWER. HER HEART RATE CLIMBED EXPONENTIALLY AND HER FEET CEASED RUNNING. MOSTLY BLIND TO HER SURROUNDINGS, SHE STUMBLED FORWARD, HAND MOVING AS IF TO TAKE UP THE LIGHTSABER, BUT FAILING TO DO SO SEVERAL TIMES. "OH..." IT WAS EMPTY OF CIVILIANS BACK HERE. IT SMELLED LIKE PISS, THE BUILDINGS ROSE UP INFINITESIMALLY, THERE WAS LESS AND LESS LIGHT AS THE SUN SET OVER HER CORNER OF THE PLANET. EVENTUALLY SHE FORCED HER FEET TO STOP CARRYING HER FORWARD. GLANCING IN ALL DIRECTIONS, SHE STARTED TO TURN BACK; A GARBAGE CAN LID SLIPPED AND CRASHED TO THE GROUND, THOUGH TO HER CREDIT, SHE DIDN'T JUMP.
I SHOULDN'T BE HERE, SHE THOUGHT, AND IT WAS AT THAT PRECISE MOMENT THAT SHE FELT ANOTHER PRESENCE, AND IT WAS NOT ANAKIN. SHE SUCCESSFULLY ARMED HER 'SABER, MOVED TO SPRINT AWAY -
AND FELT THE STOCK FLY OUT OF HER HAND. SOMETHING MASSIVE SLAMMED INTO HER; YEARS OF TRAINING KICKED IN - SHE TRIED TO FALL FLUIDLY, TRIED TO SEIZE THE MOMENT SHE HIT THE GROUND TO SLIP OUT OF HER CAPTOR'S GRIP...AND SHE ALMOST DID. SHE SHOT UP LIKE A BIRD, BUT FREEDOM ELUDED HER AGAIN. HER RIGHT FOOT SEIZED, SHE HIT THE GROUND A SECOND TIME, AND WAS PINNED SQUARELY BY A BONY ELBOW. THE PAIN WAS INSTANTANEOUS; THE WIND KNOCKED OUT OF HER, SHE COULD NOT DRAW A BREATH. "NO!" AS HER LUNGS PULLED FOR AIR, SHE HEARD A SINISTER CHUCKLE DIRECTLY BEHIND HER EAR. "OH YES," IT SAID. THE FREE ARM FORCED ITSELF UNDER HER NECK AND PULLED HER UP IN A CHOKEHOLD. SHE GAGGED AND SPUTTERED, FOUND FOCUS ON HIS FACE. SHE WAS SURE HER EYES BETRAYED HER HORROR. CAD BANE LOOKED DOWN AT HER WITH AN EXPRESSION OF PURE, UNFETTERED AMUSEMENT. "GIRL-CHILD," HE SAID, VOICE LIKE SANDPAPER, YELLOW TEETH GRINNING. "YOU STRAY TOO FAR. AND NOW YOU'RE MINE."
AHSOKA SQUIRMED IN HIS GRASP, BUT HE ONLY CLUCKED HIS TONGUE IN DISAPPROVAL, THE AMUSED SMIRK STILL ON HIS FACE. SHE PANICKED, AND TRIED TO CALL FOR HER LIGHTSABER STILL ON THE GROUND. HE SAW THIS, AND KICKED IT AWAY VIOLENTLY; HER EYES POPPING OPEN IN SHOCK AT WATCHING IS FALL DOWN A METAL STAIRCASE AND DISAPPEAR INTO DARKNESS. "OH NO, SWEETHEART," HE PURRED WITH VENOM, "WE WOULDN'T BE WANTING THAT." HE SLAMMED HER INTO THE ALLEY WALL AND THE AIR RUSHED OUT OF HER. SHE TURNED HER HEAD QUICKLY TO THE SIDE AS HIS FACE GOT CLOSER, TRYING TO FOCUS ON ANYTHING BUT THE DUROS IN FRONT OF HER. HER EYES WATERED FROM HIS BREATH, RANK WITH SLIGHTLY TOO MUCH TOBACCO AND LIQUOR. HE BREATHED DEEP, LET OUT A BREATHLESS CHUCKLE. "DON'T YOU KNOW A YOUNG THING LIKE YOU SHOULDN’T WANDER 'DESE STREETS ALONE?" HE GRINNED, KNOWING FOR A FACT SHE WAS TRULY ALONE. IF SHE WEREN’T, HE WOULD HAVE SURELY SEEN SKYWALKER BY NOW. GETTING SERIOUS, HE GRIPPED HER CHIN AND FORCED HER HEAD TOWARDS HIS. "WHERE IS HE?"
SHE KICKED HIS CROTCH LEWDLY, AS IF PUNCTUATING HIS PREVIOUS STATEMENT. SHE LOOKED AWAY FROM THE ACTION AS QUICKLY AS SHE COULD, STRUGGLED A LITTLE MORE AGAINST HIS GRIP. HE GAVE HER A ROUGH SHOVE AND SHE SUCKED AIR AS HER RIBS THREATENED TO CRACK. A DEEP ACHE SPREAD FROM HER MIDDLE AND MADE IT EVEN HARDER TO BREATHE. "I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!" SHE SNEERED, REGAINING SOME OF HER STRENGTH. HE PULLED TIGHT AT THE FABRIC OF HER TUNIC, HEAD BOBBING IN SILENT LAUGHTER. "NO? OH, NO...OF COURSE YOU AREN'T!" SHE SPAT IN HIS FACE AND THRASHED TO GET AWAY, BUT HE STRONG-ARMED HER AGAIN. "HEH, THERE THERE...IT'LL BE A TIME AND A HALF BEFORE I LET YOU SCURRY AWAY. OH YES." THERE WAS A MOMENT OF QUIET, AND THEN WITHOUT WARNING HIS FREE HAND TOOK HER RIGHT BREAST AND GROPED IT WITHOUT FINENESS. SHE YELPED.
"MMMMM" HE MUMBLED, AND SHE ALMOST SHRIEKED. "W-WHAT.... BY FORCE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" HE LEERED EVEN MORE, HIS POINTED YELLOWED TEETH SHINING WETLY IN THE MOONLIGHT. BUT HE DIDN'T ANSWER HER. SHE ALREADY KNEW. HE TWEAKED HER NIPPLE THROUGH HER TUBE TOP AND SHE GROWLED, TAKING A SICK FASCINATION AT HOW MUCH BANE LIKED THAT SOUND. "OH YES...." HE PRACTICALLY GROWLED BACK. AHSOKA WAS SHAKING BY NOW, UNABLE TO STOP, UNABLE TO TURN AWAY FROM BANE AS HE LICKED HIS LIPS. FROM SOMEWHERE TO HER LEFT, SHE HEARD A CRASH OF GARBAGE CANS, AN AQUALISH AND A WEE'QUAY PIRATE BEGAN FIGHTING AND SPITTING OUT WHAT SHE ASSUMED WERE LESS THAN SAVORY WORDS IN THEIR NATIVE TONGUE. BANE TURNED TO THEM IN ANNOYANCE, A SNEER TAKING UP RESIDENCY ON HIS FACE. HE SPIT SOME TOBACCO ON THE GROUND. THANKFUL FOR THE DISTRACTION, AHSOKA MADE A RUSH TO THESE TWO DRUNKEN STRANGERS, ANYTHING TO GET AWAY FROM BANE. SHE MANAGED TO MAKE IT OUT OF HIS GRIP, BUT ONE OF HIS FREE HANDS GRABBED HER BACK HEADTAIL VIOLENTLY AND HE BEGAN TO REEL HER IN. SHE TRIED TO CALL OUT. "HEL-" HE SHOVED HIS HAND OVER HER MOUTH, NOW HOLDING HER COMPLETELY HOSTAGE AGAIN, AND BEGAN TO DRAG HER BACK INTO THE ALLEY. SHE TRIED TO BITE HIM, AND HE PRESSED HIS HAND EVEN HARDER AGAINST HER MOUTH SO HER OWN TEETH WERE CUTTING HER LIPS. SHE CRIED. "BEHAVE." HE GROWLED, AS HE BEGAN TO DRAG HER DOWN THE STAIRS HE TOSSED HER WEAPON DOWN. "LET'S FIND A PLACE WHERE WE WON'T BE SO RUDELY INTERRUPTED, EH SWEETHEART?" AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS WAS A CANTINA, LIGHTLY MIMICKING THE BARS FROM THE GOLDEN AGE. YELLOW PISS COLORED LIGHT SHOWN OUT THE WINDOWS AND AHSOKA COULD SEE DRUNKEN SHADOWS FLAILING ABOUT. BANE KICKED THE DOOR WITH HIS FOOT AND IT OPENED SMOOTHLY. AHSOKA BARELY GOT A CHANCE TO TAKE IN HER SMOKY SURROUNDINGS BEFORE BANE BEGAN TO DRAG HER UP ANOTHER PAIR OF STAIRS TO THE LEFT. SHE KICKED AND THRASHED, TRIED TO YELL OUT. BUT NOBODY PAID ANY ATTENTION TO THE NEW COMER OR HIS SOON TO BE "ONE NIGHT STAND." AHSOKA WAS FILLED WITH DREAD UPON VIEWING THE OTHER OCCUPANTS OF THE BAR. ONE TWI'LEK HAD GOTTEN HER CLOTHES RIPPED OFF AND NO ONE SEEMED TO CARE AS SHE WAS TOSSED BACK AND FORTH INSIDE A CIRCLE OF MEN. AHSOKA HAD A FEELING EVEN IF SOMEONE DID NOTICE HER, NO ONE WOULD SAY A WORD. JUST ANOTHER CASUALTY.
AHSOKA EXHALED AND INHALED, TRYING TO SHAKE THE ANXIETY FROM HER MUSCLES. HIS HAND REMAINED LOCKED ABOUT THE FABRIC, BUT IT WAS A LITTLE LOOSER NOW. SHE STEELED HERSELF AS HE TURNED BACK TO HER. "YOU CAN'T MAKE ME FEAR YOU. YOU CAN FORCE YOURSELF ON ME, BUT YOU WILL NOT DESTROY ME." BANE LOOKED AT HER, CONFUSED AT FIRST BUT THEN PLEASED TO SOME EXTENT. "LET'S SEE HOW FAR WE CAN GET, THEN." WITH THAT, HE FORCED HER AROUND A DOORWAY AND THREW HER INTO THE DARK. SHE LANDED AMONG A PILE OF SHIPPING BOXES, AND IN AN INSTANT HE WAS ON TOP OF HER. HIS WEIGHT WAS INCREDIBLY FRIGHTENING. SHE SQUIRMED AND STRUGGLED, BUT HIS ONLY RESPONSE WAS A HOT, WET BITE ALONG HER COLLAR. "EUGH! NOT THIS. NOT THIS." SHE WAS POWERLESS AGAINST HIM.
HIS HANDS WERE ON HER BREASTS AGAIN, SQUEEZING AND PINCHING AND CAUSING HER A GREAT DEAL OF DISCOMFORT. THEY WERE SO TENDER AND HE WAS WORKING THEM SO PAINFULLY, IN THE BACK OF HER MIND SHE REMEMBERED SHE WAS ON HER PERIOD. THE THOUGHT ALMOST MADE HER CRY, AND THEN STRANGELY ENOUGH, ALMOST MADE HER LAUGH. SHE BEGAN TO HICCUP AND SOB DRYLY, AND SHE BARELY NOTICED HIM KICK THE DOOR CLOSED WITH HIS BOOT. AHSOKA WOULD HAVE PREFERRED IT PLUNGED THEM INTO DARKNESS SO SHE WOULDN'T HAVE TO SEE HIM, BUT THE CITY LIGHTS SHINING THROUGH A WINDOW NEAR THE CEILING LET IN QUITE A BIT OF LIGHT. HIS BROWS NIT TOGETHER AS HE GNAWED HER COLLARBONE, THE THIN SHEEN OF SWEAT OVER SAID BROWS (HIS HAT WAS THROWN SOMEWHERE OFF TO THE SIDE), HIS KNUCKLES TAUGHT AND A LIGHTER BLUE FROM SQUEEZING HER BREASTS, HIS TEETH PRACTICALLY GLOWING. SHE COULD SEE IT ALL, IT MADE HER NAUSEOUS. SHE COULDN'T TAKE HIS CALLOUSED HANDS ANYMORE. IT HURT! SHE TRIED TO PULL THEM OUT FROM UNDER HER TUBE TOP BY PLACING HER SMALLER ONES ON TOP OF HIS AND PULLING.
HE ONLY RESPONDED BY RIPPING THE MATERIAL EVEN FURTHER. TEARS FELL WITHOUT PAUSED FROM HER EYES, BUT HER SOBBING QUIETED. 'SO THIS IS WHAT IT COMES TO,' SHE THOUGHT. 'THIS IS NOTHING. THIS IS A BODY THAT CAN BE HEALED.' THE WORDS RANG TRUE BUT THEY COULD NOT STOP BANE AS HE RIPPED HER LEGGINGS THROUGH THE CROTCH, THE FABRIC TEARING LOUDLY. SHE FELT THE COOL AIR ON HER THIGHS, FELT THE WARM BLOOD TURN COLD, AND CEASED FIGHTING HIM. SHE LET THE TEARS FLOW FREELY, LET THE SNOT RUN BACK INTO HER THROAT. A SILLY THOUGHT ENTERED HER HEAD. 'MAYBE HE WON'T DO IT. MAYBE DUROS HAVE A DISTASTE FOR -' HER THOUGHT VANISHED AS HIS HAND VIOLATED HER. HIS SLIM FINGERS WERE WORKING THE SOFTCUP FROM INSIDE HER - WELL, FROM HER CERVIX, SHE SUPPOSED. IT CAME OUT OF HER WITH AN EXCESS OF HOT BLOOD. HE TOSSED IT OVER HIS SHOULDER.
THE SMELL WAS RIPE AND OLD; SHE SNIFFED AND SPUTTERED TRYING TO GET ENOUGH AIR INTO HER LUNGS. SHE WAS OPENLY CRYING NOW, SHAKING, BUT SHE KEPT QUITE AND DIDN'T FIGHT HIM, EVEN WHEN SHE SAW HIM KNEEL UP AND HEARD HIS HEAVY BELT CLANK ONTO THE FLOOR. SHE HEARD A ZIPPER, AND HER BREATH CAUGHT IN HER THROAT. TOO FAST, IT WAS TOO FAST. "NOOO..." SHE HEARD HERSELF WHISPER, ALTHOUGH IT DIDN'T QUITE SOUND LIKE HER VOICE. "PLEASE NO. PL-PL-PLEEEASE...." SHE SOBBED MORE, TRIED TO PUSH HER THIGHS TOGETHER, TRIED TO COVER UP HER SEX BUT HE HAD BOTH HER HANDS IN ONE OF HIS STRONGER ONES HELD ABOVE HER HEAD. HE KICKED HER LEGS OPEN AGAIN WITH ONE OF HIS KNEES AND KEPT IT BETWEEN THEM SO SHE COULDN'T SNAP HER LEGS SHUT. HIS FREE HAND RIPPED HER TUBE TOP THE REST OF THE WAY OFF AND THREW IT NON-CHALANTLY IN A CORNER, WATCHING HUNGRILY AS HER PETITE BREASTS BOUNCED SLIGHTLY FROM THE ACTION. "UUGH..." HE GROANED, AND USED HIS MOUTH TO SUCK AND LICK THE TENDER MOUNDS. HIS MOUTH WAS HOT, STICKY. HE TWIRLED A NIPPLE AROUND IN HIS MOUTH AND THEN BIT DOWN RATHER HARD. HER BODY JUMPED. "AH-" HER VOICE BETRAYED HER. THOSE TEETH..... IF HE WASN'T CAREFUL HE COULD BITE OFF SOMETHING.
TOO QUICKLY FOR HER TO REACT IN ANY WAY, HE FORCED HIMSELF, DEEPLY, INTO HER SLIT. SHE SQUEAKED AT THE SUDDEN PAIN, THE HORROR - SHE COULD FEEL EVERY DETAIL OF HIS MEMBER, EVERY DETAIL OF HER OWN ORGAN, AND IT WAS DISGUSTING. "NOO! OH, NO!" SHE RESUMED SOBBING IN LITTLE HEAVES AS HE THRUSTED WITH FURIOUS SPEED AND STRENGTH. THERE WERE TOO MANY SENSATIONS HERE, TOO MUCH PRESSURE, AND THE FOUL ODOR OF BODILY FLUIDS STICKING IN HER MOUTH. SHE NOTICED THE GRIM DETAILS OF INTERCOURSE, HOW HER CUNT WAS ALREADY WIDE AND RELAXED, DESPITE HER EVERY ATTEMPT TO SHUT IT OFF. IT HAS TO BE OVER SOON, SHE THOUGHT.
"S-STO.... STOP.... UH-UH-UH...." SHE TRIED TO REASON WITH HIM ONE LAST TIME, BUT HER MIND TOLD HER HE PROBABLY HEARD NON OF IT. HE WAS SQUEEZING ONE OF HER BREASTS SO HARD SHE WAS SURE HE WOULD BREAK THE SKIN. HE WAS PANTING SLIGHTLY AS HE CONTINUED TO THRUST, EVERY NOW AND THEN HIS MOUTH WOULD OPEN IN A SILENT EXPRESSION OF ECSTASY, AND THEN HE WOULD BITE HIS LIP, TRYING TO KEEP HIS FACE AS STOIC AS POSSIBLE. HE PICKED HIS PACE UP THEN, HER HEAD BEGINNING TO BUMP AGAINST THE FLOOR UNCOMFORTABLY BY HIS THRUSTS.
UNABLE TO WATCH HIS EXPRESSIONS OF PLEASURE, SHE SCREWED HER EYES SHUT, AND THEN WONDERED WHY SHE HADN'T DONE THAT BEFORE. NOT HAVING TO SEE HIM REMOVED HER FROM THE SITUATION SOMEWHAT, BUT SHE COULDN'T BLOCK HIS HEAVY BREATHING, HIS STUNTED, URGENT GRUNTS. IN TIME HIS MOTIONS GREW HURRIED AND HE STARTED TO SOUND LIKE AN OVERWORKED STEAM ENGINE. AHSOKA TRIED TO BRACE HERSELF FOR HIS ORGASM, BUT WHEN HE CAME, IN A SERIES OF WILD, POWERFUL THRUSTS, THE HOT SPRAY SHE FELT WENT BEYOND EVERYTHING ELSE, BEYOND HIS PENETRATION AND HER BLEEDING - IT WAS MOLTEN AND VIOLATING, SCALDING, TERRIBLE. AS HIS RELEASE ENDED HE SHOOK AND GASPED, THEN SIGHED HEAVILY.
AHSOKA GRIMACED AND MOANED WEAKLY AS HE PULLED OUT. THE AMOUNT OF FLUID SHE FELT ESCAPING SICKENED HER. AS HE WITHDREW SHE CLAPPED HER LEGS SHUT AND ROLLED OVER TO ONE SIDE, A DULL ACHE SPREADING THROUGH HER PRIVATES. THE SOUND OF BANE REDRESSING DID NOT STIR HER, BUT THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE DID. "AS GOOD AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE," HE SAID, AS IF HE HAD JUST EATEN A PARTICULARLY FILLING MEAL. "YOU MAKE FOR A LOVELY PLUCKED FLOWER, GIRL-CHILD." AHSOKA, BEYOND ANY RATIONAL THOUGHT, LIFTED HER HEAD AND GLARED AT HIM. "YOU'RE AN ANIMAL. I'LL KILL YOU." THOUGH SHE COULD BARELY SEE FOR THE TEARS IN HER EYES, THE SMELL OF WARM TOBACCO TOLD HER HE WAS SMOKING - DESPICABLE BEHAVIOR, ODDLY FITTING. "SURE YOU WILL, LITTLE FLOWER. YOU AND ME, IN A GUNFIGHT ON THE DUNES OF TATOOINE - OR..." HE WAS CUT OFF AGAIN BY THE SOUND OF HER SOBBING, HER VIOLATED BODY BARELY REGISTERING WHAT HE WAS SAYING. IT WAS FINALLY STARTING TO HIT HER. HE CHUCKLED AGAIN, A SOUND LOW AND SLOW LIKE DARK MOLASSES, AND BUCKLED HIS BELT. SHE PEEKED OUT AT HIM AGAIN BETWEEN HER HANDS COVERING HER FACE AND SAW HIM REACH DOWN AND PICK UP HIS HAT. HE TIPPED IT DOWN TO HER IN A GENTLEMANLY FASHION BEFORE OPENING THE DOOR AND SLIPPING OUT. IT SLAMMED SHUT, PLUNGING HER INTO DARKNESS.
SHE PASSED OUT. IN HER DREAMS SHE SAW ROLLING DUNES OF SAND, AND A LONE FIGURE WALKING TOWARDS HER FROM THE DISTANCE, FOLLOWED BY AN OMINOUS STORM.
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HOW LONG SINCE WE'VE HAD SOME DRABBLES UP IN THIS BITCH? I'LL START. WITH SOMETHING WAY TOO LONG TO BE A DRABBLE. AND WAY TOO DISGUSTING.
BANE/AHSOKA
RATING: EXTREME NC-17 (HEED THE WARNINGS!!!!)
WARNINGS: NON-CON, RAPE, VIOLENCE
WORD COUNT: 2,465
CORUSCANT WAS A CITY MADE OUT OF GARBAGE, ESPECIALLY THE UNDERGROUND SCENE. AHSOKA RAN FAST THROUGH THE CROWDS OF PEOPLE LOOKING FOR THE FAMILIAR FACE OF HER MASTER, BUT TO NO AVAIL. WHAT FRIGHTENED HER MOST WAS THAT SHE COULDN'T EVEN FEEL HIM ANY MORE. IT MEANT THEY WERE SO FAR APART. SHE TOOK A CLOSER LOOK AT HER SURROUNDINGS, FINALLY TAKING IN HOW FAR SHE HAD RUN. THERE WERE STILL A GOOD NUMBER OF CIVILIANS WALKING AROUND BUT IT SEEMED COLDER, DARKER, AND SHE KNEW SHE WAS IN THE "WRONG PART OF TOWN" SO TO SPEAK.
PANIC WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO OVERTAKE HER AT THIS STAGE. FUNDAMENTAL TRAINING WAS SUPPOSED TO ELIMINATE IT. BUT SHE COULD ONLY SAY SO MANY 'LITTLE DEATH' CHANTS UNTIL THEY BEGAN TO LOSE THEIR POWER. HER HEART RATE CLIMBED EXPONENTIALLY AND HER FEET CEASED RUNNING. MOSTLY BLIND TO HER SURROUNDINGS, SHE STUMBLED FORWARD, HAND MOVING AS IF TO TAKE UP THE LIGHTSABER, BUT FAILING TO DO SO SEVERAL TIMES. "OH..." IT WAS EMPTY OF CIVILIANS BACK HERE. IT SMELLED LIKE PISS, THE BUILDINGS ROSE UP INFINITESIMALLY, THERE WAS LESS AND LESS LIGHT AS THE SUN SET OVER HER CORNER OF THE PLANET. EVENTUALLY SHE FORCED HER FEET TO STOP CARRYING HER FORWARD. GLANCING IN ALL DIRECTIONS, SHE STARTED TO TURN BACK; A GARBAGE CAN LID SLIPPED AND CRASHED TO THE GROUND, THOUGH TO HER CREDIT, SHE DIDN'T JUMP.
I SHOULDN'T BE HERE, SHE THOUGHT, AND IT WAS AT THAT PRECISE MOMENT THAT SHE FELT ANOTHER PRESENCE, AND IT WAS NOT ANAKIN. SHE SUCCESSFULLY ARMED HER 'SABER, MOVED TO SPRINT AWAY -
AND FELT THE STOCK FLY OUT OF HER HAND. SOMETHING MASSIVE SLAMMED INTO HER; YEARS OF TRAINING KICKED IN - SHE TRIED TO FALL FLUIDLY, TRIED TO SEIZE THE MOMENT SHE HIT THE GROUND TO SLIP OUT OF HER CAPTOR'S GRIP...AND SHE ALMOST DID. SHE SHOT UP LIKE A BIRD, BUT FREEDOM ELUDED HER AGAIN. HER RIGHT FOOT SEIZED, SHE HIT THE GROUND A SECOND TIME, AND WAS PINNED SQUARELY BY A BONY ELBOW. THE PAIN WAS INSTANTANEOUS; THE WIND KNOCKED OUT OF HER, SHE COULD NOT DRAW A BREATH. "NO!" AS HER LUNGS PULLED FOR AIR, SHE HEARD A SINISTER CHUCKLE DIRECTLY BEHIND HER EAR. "OH YES," IT SAID. THE FREE ARM FORCED ITSELF UNDER HER NECK AND PULLED HER UP IN A CHOKEHOLD. SHE GAGGED AND SPUTTERED, FOUND FOCUS ON HIS FACE. SHE WAS SURE HER EYES BETRAYED HER HORROR. CAD BANE LOOKED DOWN AT HER WITH AN EXPRESSION OF PURE, UNFETTERED AMUSEMENT. "GIRL-CHILD," HE SAID, VOICE LIKE SANDPAPER, YELLOW TEETH GRINNING. "YOU STRAY TOO FAR. AND NOW YOU'RE MINE."
AHSOKA SQUIRMED IN HIS GRASP, BUT HE ONLY CLUCKED HIS TONGUE IN DISAPPROVAL, THE AMUSED SMIRK STILL ON HIS FACE. SHE PANICKED, AND TRIED TO CALL FOR HER LIGHTSABER STILL ON THE GROUND. HE SAW THIS, AND KICKED IT AWAY VIOLENTLY; HER EYES POPPING OPEN IN SHOCK AT WATCHING IS FALL DOWN A METAL STAIRCASE AND DISAPPEAR INTO DARKNESS. "OH NO, SWEETHEART," HE PURRED WITH VENOM, "WE WOULDN'T BE WANTING THAT." HE SLAMMED HER INTO THE ALLEY WALL AND THE AIR RUSHED OUT OF HER. SHE TURNED HER HEAD QUICKLY TO THE SIDE AS HIS FACE GOT CLOSER, TRYING TO FOCUS ON ANYTHING BUT THE DUROS IN FRONT OF HER. HER EYES WATERED FROM HIS BREATH, RANK WITH SLIGHTLY TOO MUCH TOBACCO AND LIQUOR. HE BREATHED DEEP, LET OUT A BREATHLESS CHUCKLE. "DON'T YOU KNOW A YOUNG THING LIKE YOU SHOULDN’T WANDER 'DESE STREETS ALONE?" HE GRINNED, KNOWING FOR A FACT SHE WAS TRULY ALONE. IF SHE WEREN’T, HE WOULD HAVE SURELY SEEN SKYWALKER BY NOW. GETTING SERIOUS, HE GRIPPED HER CHIN AND FORCED HER HEAD TOWARDS HIS. "WHERE IS HE?"
SHE KICKED HIS CROTCH LEWDLY, AS IF PUNCTUATING HIS PREVIOUS STATEMENT. SHE LOOKED AWAY FROM THE ACTION AS QUICKLY AS SHE COULD, STRUGGLED A LITTLE MORE AGAINST HIS GRIP. HE GAVE HER A ROUGH SHOVE AND SHE SUCKED AIR AS HER RIBS THREATENED TO CRACK. A DEEP ACHE SPREAD FROM HER MIDDLE AND MADE IT EVEN HARDER TO BREATHE. "I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!" SHE SNEERED, REGAINING SOME OF HER STRENGTH. HE PULLED TIGHT AT THE FABRIC OF HER TUNIC, HEAD BOBBING IN SILENT LAUGHTER. "NO? OH, NO...OF COURSE YOU AREN'T!" SHE SPAT IN HIS FACE AND THRASHED TO GET AWAY, BUT HE STRONG-ARMED HER AGAIN. "HEH, THERE THERE...IT'LL BE A TIME AND A HALF BEFORE I LET YOU SCURRY AWAY. OH YES." THERE WAS A MOMENT OF QUIET, AND THEN WITHOUT WARNING HIS FREE HAND TOOK HER RIGHT BREAST AND GROPED IT WITHOUT FINENESS. SHE YELPED.
"MMMMM" HE MUMBLED, AND SHE ALMOST SHRIEKED. "W-WHAT.... BY FORCE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" HE LEERED EVEN MORE, HIS POINTED YELLOWED TEETH SHINING WETLY IN THE MOONLIGHT. BUT HE DIDN'T ANSWER HER. SHE ALREADY KNEW. HE TWEAKED HER NIPPLE THROUGH HER TUBE TOP AND SHE GROWLED, TAKING A SICK FASCINATION AT HOW MUCH BANE LIKED THAT SOUND. "OH YES...." HE PRACTICALLY GROWLED BACK. AHSOKA WAS SHAKING BY NOW, UNABLE TO STOP, UNABLE TO TURN AWAY FROM BANE AS HE LICKED HIS LIPS. FROM SOMEWHERE TO HER LEFT, SHE HEARD A CRASH OF GARBAGE CANS, AN AQUALISH AND A WEE'QUAY PIRATE BEGAN FIGHTING AND SPITTING OUT WHAT SHE ASSUMED WERE LESS THAN SAVORY WORDS IN THEIR NATIVE TONGUE. BANE TURNED TO THEM IN ANNOYANCE, A SNEER TAKING UP RESIDENCY ON HIS FACE. HE SPIT SOME TOBACCO ON THE GROUND. THANKFUL FOR THE DISTRACTION, AHSOKA MADE A RUSH TO THESE TWO DRUNKEN STRANGERS, ANYTHING TO GET AWAY FROM BANE. SHE MANAGED TO MAKE IT OUT OF HIS GRIP, BUT ONE OF HIS FREE HANDS GRABBED HER BACK HEADTAIL VIOLENTLY AND HE BEGAN TO REEL HER IN. SHE TRIED TO CALL OUT. "HEL-" HE SHOVED HIS HAND OVER HER MOUTH, NOW HOLDING HER COMPLETELY HOSTAGE AGAIN, AND BEGAN TO DRAG HER BACK INTO THE ALLEY. SHE TRIED TO BITE HIM, AND HE PRESSED HIS HAND EVEN HARDER AGAINST HER MOUTH SO HER OWN TEETH WERE CUTTING HER LIPS. SHE CRIED. "BEHAVE." HE GROWLED, AS HE BEGAN TO DRAG HER DOWN THE STAIRS HE TOSSED HER WEAPON DOWN. "LET'S FIND A PLACE WHERE WE WON'T BE SO RUDELY INTERRUPTED, EH SWEETHEART?" AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS WAS A CANTINA, LIGHTLY MIMICKING THE BARS FROM THE GOLDEN AGE. YELLOW PISS COLORED LIGHT SHOWN OUT THE WINDOWS AND AHSOKA COULD SEE DRUNKEN SHADOWS FLAILING ABOUT. BANE KICKED THE DOOR WITH HIS FOOT AND IT OPENED SMOOTHLY. AHSOKA BARELY GOT A CHANCE TO TAKE IN HER SMOKY SURROUNDINGS BEFORE BANE BEGAN TO DRAG HER UP ANOTHER PAIR OF STAIRS TO THE LEFT. SHE KICKED AND THRASHED, TRIED TO YELL OUT. BUT NOBODY PAID ANY ATTENTION TO THE NEW COMER OR HIS SOON TO BE "ONE NIGHT STAND." AHSOKA WAS FILLED WITH DREAD UPON VIEWING THE OTHER OCCUPANTS OF THE BAR. ONE TWI'LEK HAD GOTTEN HER CLOTHES RIPPED OFF AND NO ONE SEEMED TO CARE AS SHE WAS TOSSED BACK AND FORTH INSIDE A CIRCLE OF MEN. AHSOKA HAD A FEELING EVEN IF SOMEONE DID NOTICE HER, NO ONE WOULD SAY A WORD. JUST ANOTHER CASUALTY.
AHSOKA EXHALED AND INHALED, TRYING TO SHAKE THE ANXIETY FROM HER MUSCLES. HIS HAND REMAINED LOCKED ABOUT THE FABRIC, BUT IT WAS A LITTLE LOOSER NOW. SHE STEELED HERSELF AS HE TURNED BACK TO HER. "YOU CAN'T MAKE ME FEAR YOU. YOU CAN FORCE YOURSELF ON ME, BUT YOU WILL NOT DESTROY ME." BANE LOOKED AT HER, CONFUSED AT FIRST BUT THEN PLEASED TO SOME EXTENT. "LET'S SEE HOW FAR WE CAN GET, THEN." WITH THAT, HE FORCED HER AROUND A DOORWAY AND THREW HER INTO THE DARK. SHE LANDED AMONG A PILE OF SHIPPING BOXES, AND IN AN INSTANT HE WAS ON TOP OF HER. HIS WEIGHT WAS INCREDIBLY FRIGHTENING. SHE SQUIRMED AND STRUGGLED, BUT HIS ONLY RESPONSE WAS A HOT, WET BITE ALONG HER COLLAR. "EUGH! NOT THIS. NOT THIS." SHE WAS POWERLESS AGAINST HIM.
HIS HANDS WERE ON HER BREASTS AGAIN, SQUEEZING AND PINCHING AND CAUSING HER A GREAT DEAL OF DISCOMFORT. THEY WERE SO TENDER AND HE WAS WORKING THEM SO PAINFULLY, IN THE BACK OF HER MIND SHE REMEMBERED SHE WAS ON HER PERIOD. THE THOUGHT ALMOST MADE HER CRY, AND THEN STRANGELY ENOUGH, ALMOST MADE HER LAUGH. SHE BEGAN TO HICCUP AND SOB DRYLY, AND SHE BARELY NOTICED HIM KICK THE DOOR CLOSED WITH HIS BOOT. AHSOKA WOULD HAVE PREFERRED IT PLUNGED THEM INTO DARKNESS SO SHE WOULDN'T HAVE TO SEE HIM, BUT THE CITY LIGHTS SHINING THROUGH A WINDOW NEAR THE CEILING LET IN QUITE A BIT OF LIGHT. HIS BROWS NIT TOGETHER AS HE GNAWED HER COLLARBONE, THE THIN SHEEN OF SWEAT OVER SAID BROWS (HIS HAT WAS THROWN SOMEWHERE OFF TO THE SIDE), HIS KNUCKLES TAUGHT AND A LIGHTER BLUE FROM SQUEEZING HER BREASTS, HIS TEETH PRACTICALLY GLOWING. SHE COULD SEE IT ALL, IT MADE HER NAUSEOUS. SHE COULDN'T TAKE HIS CALLOUSED HANDS ANYMORE. IT HURT! SHE TRIED TO PULL THEM OUT FROM UNDER HER TUBE TOP BY PLACING HER SMALLER ONES ON TOP OF HIS AND PULLING.
HE ONLY RESPONDED BY RIPPING THE MATERIAL EVEN FURTHER. TEARS FELL WITHOUT PAUSED FROM HER EYES, BUT HER SOBBING QUIETED. 'SO THIS IS WHAT IT COMES TO,' SHE THOUGHT. 'THIS IS NOTHING. THIS IS A BODY THAT CAN BE HEALED.' THE WORDS RANG TRUE BUT THEY COULD NOT STOP BANE AS HE RIPPED HER LEGGINGS THROUGH THE CROTCH, THE FABRIC TEARING LOUDLY. SHE FELT THE COOL AIR ON HER THIGHS, FELT THE WARM BLOOD TURN COLD, AND CEASED FIGHTING HIM. SHE LET THE TEARS FLOW FREELY, LET THE SNOT RUN BACK INTO HER THROAT. A SILLY THOUGHT ENTERED HER HEAD. 'MAYBE HE WON'T DO IT. MAYBE DUROS HAVE A DISTASTE FOR -' HER THOUGHT VANISHED AS HIS HAND VIOLATED HER. HIS SLIM FINGERS WERE WORKING THE SOFTCUP FROM INSIDE HER - WELL, FROM HER CERVIX, SHE SUPPOSED. IT CAME OUT OF HER WITH AN EXCESS OF HOT BLOOD. HE TOSSED IT OVER HIS SHOULDER.
THE SMELL WAS RIPE AND OLD; SHE SNIFFED AND SPUTTERED TRYING TO GET ENOUGH AIR INTO HER LUNGS. SHE WAS OPENLY CRYING NOW, SHAKING, BUT SHE KEPT QUITE AND DIDN'T FIGHT HIM, EVEN WHEN SHE SAW HIM KNEEL UP AND HEARD HIS HEAVY BELT CLANK ONTO THE FLOOR. SHE HEARD A ZIPPER, AND HER BREATH CAUGHT IN HER THROAT. TOO FAST, IT WAS TOO FAST. "NOOO..." SHE HEARD HERSELF WHISPER, ALTHOUGH IT DIDN'T QUITE SOUND LIKE HER VOICE. "PLEASE NO. PL-PL-PLEEEASE...." SHE SOBBED MORE, TRIED TO PUSH HER THIGHS TOGETHER, TRIED TO COVER UP HER SEX BUT HE HAD BOTH HER HANDS IN ONE OF HIS STRONGER ONES HELD ABOVE HER HEAD. HE KICKED HER LEGS OPEN AGAIN WITH ONE OF HIS KNEES AND KEPT IT BETWEEN THEM SO SHE COULDN'T SNAP HER LEGS SHUT. HIS FREE HAND RIPPED HER TUBE TOP THE REST OF THE WAY OFF AND THREW IT NON-CHALANTLY IN A CORNER, WATCHING HUNGRILY AS HER PETITE BREASTS BOUNCED SLIGHTLY FROM THE ACTION. "UUGH..." HE GROANED, AND USED HIS MOUTH TO SUCK AND LICK THE TENDER MOUNDS. HIS MOUTH WAS HOT, STICKY. HE TWIRLED A NIPPLE AROUND IN HIS MOUTH AND THEN BIT DOWN RATHER HARD. HER BODY JUMPED. "AH-" HER VOICE BETRAYED HER. THOSE TEETH..... IF HE WASN'T CAREFUL HE COULD BITE OFF SOMETHING.
TOO QUICKLY FOR HER TO REACT IN ANY WAY, HE FORCED HIMSELF, DEEPLY, INTO HER SLIT. SHE SQUEAKED AT THE SUDDEN PAIN, THE HORROR - SHE COULD FEEL EVERY DETAIL OF HIS MEMBER, EVERY DETAIL OF HER OWN ORGAN, AND IT WAS DISGUSTING. "NOO! OH, NO!" SHE RESUMED SOBBING IN LITTLE HEAVES AS HE THRUSTED WITH FURIOUS SPEED AND STRENGTH. THERE WERE TOO MANY SENSATIONS HERE, TOO MUCH PRESSURE, AND THE FOUL ODOR OF BODILY FLUIDS STICKING IN HER MOUTH. SHE NOTICED THE GRIM DETAILS OF INTERCOURSE, HOW HER CUNT WAS ALREADY WIDE AND RELAXED, DESPITE HER EVERY ATTEMPT TO SHUT IT OFF. IT HAS TO BE OVER SOON, SHE THOUGHT.
"S-STO.... STOP.... UH-UH-UH...." SHE TRIED TO REASON WITH HIM ONE LAST TIME, BUT HER MIND TOLD HER HE PROBABLY HEARD NON OF IT. HE WAS SQUEEZING ONE OF HER BREASTS SO HARD SHE WAS SURE HE WOULD BREAK THE SKIN. HE WAS PANTING SLIGHTLY AS HE CONTINUED TO THRUST, EVERY NOW AND THEN HIS MOUTH WOULD OPEN IN A SILENT EXPRESSION OF ECSTASY, AND THEN HE WOULD BITE HIS LIP, TRYING TO KEEP HIS FACE AS STOIC AS POSSIBLE. HE PICKED HIS PACE UP THEN, HER HEAD BEGINNING TO BUMP AGAINST THE FLOOR UNCOMFORTABLY BY HIS THRUSTS.
UNABLE TO WATCH HIS EXPRESSIONS OF PLEASURE, SHE SCREWED HER EYES SHUT, AND THEN WONDERED WHY SHE HADN'T DONE THAT BEFORE. NOT HAVING TO SEE HIM REMOVED HER FROM THE SITUATION SOMEWHAT, BUT SHE COULDN'T BLOCK HIS HEAVY BREATHING, HIS STUNTED, URGENT GRUNTS. IN TIME HIS MOTIONS GREW HURRIED AND HE STARTED TO SOUND LIKE AN OVERWORKED STEAM ENGINE. AHSOKA TRIED TO BRACE HERSELF FOR HIS ORGASM, BUT WHEN HE CAME, IN A SERIES OF WILD, POWERFUL THRUSTS, THE HOT SPRAY SHE FELT WENT BEYOND EVERYTHING ELSE, BEYOND HIS PENETRATION AND HER BLEEDING - IT WAS MOLTEN AND VIOLATING, SCALDING, TERRIBLE. AS HIS RELEASE ENDED HE SHOOK AND GASPED, THEN SIGHED HEAVILY.
AHSOKA GRIMACED AND MOANED WEAKLY AS HE PULLED OUT. THE AMOUNT OF FLUID SHE FELT ESCAPING SICKENED HER. AS HE WITHDREW SHE CLAPPED HER LEGS SHUT AND ROLLED OVER TO ONE SIDE, A DULL ACHE SPREADING THROUGH HER PRIVATES. THE SOUND OF BANE REDRESSING DID NOT STIR HER, BUT THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE DID. "AS GOOD AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE," HE SAID, AS IF HE HAD JUST EATEN A PARTICULARLY FILLING MEAL. "YOU MAKE FOR A LOVELY PLUCKED FLOWER, GIRL-CHILD." AHSOKA, BEYOND ANY RATIONAL THOUGHT, LIFTED HER HEAD AND GLARED AT HIM. "YOU'RE AN ANIMAL. I'LL KILL YOU." THOUGH SHE COULD BARELY SEE FOR THE TEARS IN HER EYES, THE SMELL OF WARM TOBACCO TOLD HER HE WAS SMOKING - DESPICABLE BEHAVIOR, ODDLY FITTING. "SURE YOU WILL, LITTLE FLOWER. YOU AND ME, IN A GUNFIGHT ON THE DUNES OF TATOOINE - OR..." HE WAS CUT OFF AGAIN BY THE SOUND OF HER SOBBING, HER VIOLATED BODY BARELY REGISTERING WHAT HE WAS SAYING. IT WAS FINALLY STARTING TO HIT HER. HE CHUCKLED AGAIN, A SOUND LOW AND SLOW LIKE DARK MOLASSES, AND BUCKLED HIS BELT. SHE PEEKED OUT AT HIM AGAIN BETWEEN HER HANDS COVERING HER FACE AND SAW HIM REACH DOWN AND PICK UP HIS HAT. HE TIPPED IT DOWN TO HER IN A GENTLEMANLY FASHION BEFORE OPENING THE DOOR AND SLIPPING OUT. IT SLAMMED SHUT, PLUNGING HER INTO DARKNESS.
SHE PASSED OUT. IN HER DREAMS SHE SAW ROLLING DUNES OF SAND, AND A LONE FIGURE WALKING TOWARDS HER FROM THE DISTANCE, FOLLOWED BY AN OMINOUS STORM.