What really happened on the Death star.

Princess Leia suddenly realised she was sitting on an ordinary chair in an overly ornate office. She felt completely normal and fine. She could not remember how she got here. She gathered her thoughts and realised she was not alone.

Governor Tarkin sat behind an ornate desk. She felt very uncomfortable and immediately felt a chill down her spine when she noticed he was smiling at her. Many thoughts came flooding into her mind at the same time. She noticed she was no longer restrained. She could not remember how she got her to his office. Her last thought was being in a cell in the Deathstar being approached by an interrogation droid. "How did I get here she asked."

Govenor Tarkin spoke in his rather oily voice “Would you prefer a wine or a caffeine drink my dear.” “No. I will tell you nothing about the Alliance.” Tarkin replied “There is no need to be worried about that my dear. You gave us all your information weeks ago.”

“Your lying” she said trying to keep the confidence in her voice in front of this creature. “You only took me prisoner two days ago. Execute me now and get it over with”. He smiled even more at that comment and said smoothly “My dear you have been our guest for two months. I can assure you that for the last month it was as a very willing guest following your conditioning.” “You can relax on one point we have no desire to execute such a fine specimen.”

“YOUR LYING AGAIN TARKIN EVEN IMPERIAL TECHNIQUES WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO BREAK THROUGH MY MENTAL PREPARATION AS A PRINCESS OF MY HOUSE. YOU WONT TRICK ME INTO TALKING THAT EASILY.”

“I see you will need some convincing my dear. For your information we did not use imperial methods but relied on an old terran technique of hypnosis, drugs and PLEASURE CONDITIONING. Its quite effective I assure you. You are the best graduate of the program so far”.

“She needs more convincing Vader” he said with a slight chuckle. She then became aware of someone standing directly behind her. She began to shake slightly as the presence moved closer to her. She could sense Vader. She expected him to strike her for her remarks to Tarkin. She would have preferred that to what happened next. She could'nt turn around. She was frozen in place as Vaders hand caressed the side of her face with suprising gentleness and made her shiver.

She thought to herself .This is some kind of sick mind game of the Emperors. None of it could be true.

Tarkin smiled again “I expected the conditioning to work on you. I was not surprised on that score. What did suprise me was the enthusiasm you displayed to please your new MASTER.” She found herself reacting to his word. She did'nt know what was happening as she stood and stripped off her gown and her undergarments and prostrated herself before Tarkin's desk. Her body acted of its own accord and no matter what she did she could'nt stop. Her mind screamed at her body to stop. To get up and run from this room.” She could hear Governor Tarkin ease himself out of his chair get up and come out from behind his desk. He mover in front of her. Her eyes were riveted to the floor. She was paralysed in this position and started to feel real fear grip at her heart.

All she could see in her vision now was Tarkin's boots. She focused on how shiny they were and tried to make her mind think of something else. “Kiss my boots dear” said Governor Tarkin. Her mind was unwilling but she could not control her body. She moved forward in what seemed a practiced movement and kissed each of his boots. Tears were dripping from her eyes onto his boots as she fought against her own body's actions.

“I can see you are distressed my dear. We awoke this part of your mind to show you the wonderful things we had done to you in your training. I do want you to enjoy your work now Princess.”
“RELAX AND ENJOY” Tarkin said in a firm voice. She suddenly felt thrills of pleasure and a desire to serve her Master flood through her body. She felt absolute bliss as she now caressed Tarkins boots with her tongue. Each touch of her tongue to the fine Callorian leather made the pleasure increase. She could'nt control herself as she became more and more sexually aroused by her submission. Her body was responding by her actions. Her mind could'nt control it. Her pussy was hot and lubricating. Trickles of moisture slid down her thighs. She felt completely humiliated by what she was doing. That feeling just intensified the sexual arousal even more. She did'nt think she could stand any more.

“Now as much as I enjoy this I have work to do Princess ,crushing your rebellion.” He moved away from her so she could not carress his boots with her tongue. She felt a searing feeling of anguish that she could not serve Him.” “Please Master, please let me serve you.” A tiny part of her mind screamed when she said that but it seemed so far away now. She wanted to please a Master. Nothing else mattered. Nothing.

“AWAKE RELAXED AND AWARE” my dear. She was now in control of her body again. She could not understand what was happening. She remembered every second of what she had done when she worshipped Tarkins boots. She thought to herself "they must have drugged me."

Tarkin looked approvingly at her as she seated herself, naked in the chair. She had grabbed her clothes from the floor and held them in front of her as a shield. Tarkin gestured and activated a large drop down screen which came down behind his desk. That irksome smile returned and had become wider. She had never seen him smile like that before. It was not a friendly welcoming smile. It was a smirk directed at her like some dirty schoolboy.

Tarkin said “relax my dear ,we have all seen your naked form so many times over the last month. You have become quite a favourite on the sex cable channels for the Imperial Storm troopers in their cold loneley barracks .You have given them weeks of entertainment. You are very popular with the boys due to your enthusiasm for your new vocation or ,might I say avocation. You exhibited no modesty or shyness when you appeared on the network.

She heard the words he said. He conscious mind did not believe him but part of her knew he did not lie. Her body knew he did not lie. She clutched her clothes closer to her body to cover her breasts and sex. “Let me dress” she said in desperation. "REMAIN UNDRESSED" said Tarkin" AND DROP YOUR CLOTHING TO THE FLOOR". She obeyed without thinking. As her clothing slid to the floor.They immediately became erect.“Oh no my dear," he said in a knowing voice " the show must go on as they say in my favourite old terran videos.”

He was almost clinical as he came behind her chair and placed his hands on the backrest. The large view screen activated. She looked to floor frightened at what she may see.Frightened that it would confirm what he said “We are showing a compilation tonight to boost the morale of our fine Imperial fighter pilots. “ His hands slid down and started playing with her nipples which became instantly erect.

“LOOK AT THE SCREEN” Tarkin commanded. She was compelled to do so. She could'nt stop her self looking at the credits. “The trick was to isolate and by-pass the moral judgement centres which we achieved through some very minor surgery, nothing damaging I assure you. Then we stimulated the pleasure centres of the brain through a combination of drugs and electrical stimulation. Then the hypnosis came into its own in the final condtioning process which made you ours. I have to thank Lord Vader for his assistance in overbearing your will and my research assistant who located the archived records of the hynosis master known as EMG . Oh yes we own you my dear, we own your body, we own your lust, we own your mind, and your cunt, a princess no more you will be. But you are loved by so many of our brave fighting troops.

"We did'nt want to be selfish so today we are broadcasting this compilation of your finest work in the clear on the Rebel communication channels as well so that they can see how talented you have truly become in your time with us. We also want to discredit that terrible suggestion that we executed you. Just think how happy all your Alliance friends will be to see you alive and well and enthusiatically employed in a new and productive line of work. “

As the credits finished she saw herself on the screen in one sex scene after another. Afer a while they seeem to merge into each other. Each becoming more sexually depraved than the last. She turned away when she saw herself on her hands and knees naked , facing the camera and being mounted by a large terran dog. One like the ones they had at her fathers palace. She did not want to show any further weakness before Tarkin and Vader and tried to control her emotions as she pushed back the thought that the palace was no more. She remembered they were called Great Danes. Tarkin gently commanded “OBEY AND WATCH THE SCREEN DO NOT TURN AWAY.”

She shivered as she found that her body responded to his commands and she faced the screen. The worst part of being forced to watch this while she was conscious was the emotions and pleasure she showed on her face and in her body on the screen. She recognised her own sexual responses when she was highly aroused. She knew this was not a fake or a double but her. She could'nt understand why she was enjoying it so.

“REMEMBER AND RECALL THIS” said Lord Vader, his voice coming from somewhere behind her. She recalled everything now. How wonderful it had been to be mounted this way. How she loved the dog. It was her lover, her master. The wonderful feeling of the fur on her back. The arousal of complete submission. The pounding of the massive cock into her. The lubrication from the dogs cock flowing out of her. The growing pressure at the base of the dogs cock filling her, expanding her like a balloon. The look she recognised as her own as she howled in pleasure as she came again and again rocking backwards and forwards gently with each burst of pleasure to intensify the orgasm. She knew she had enjoyed it.

“You see my dear, we conditioned you to be insanely sexually aroused by the smell of dogs and the feel of their fur and bodies. We were surprised at how easily you surrendered your will to us. It usually takes a year of conditioning to reach this level. You did it in a month. I applaude you. Thanks to Lord Vader we discovered and used those nasty dirty thoughts deep in your own mind that you from family, from your planet, and most importantly from youself. But not from us. What you really felt and thought about the palace dogs!! How fascinating and useful. We helped you to be who you truly are inside. We are going to give you your own reality TV show. The boys at the front will send in their suggestions for what they want you to perform and with who ,and what ,of course."

She could feel Lord Vaders massive presence beside her as the video ended. He lent over and whispered in her ear in his deep rumbling whisper. “The best of your eduction is yet to come Princess. You will come to love us for what we have shown you about yourself. You will adore myself and Governor Tarkin for showing you another part of the dark side of the force. ” She felt something deep inside her break.


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