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Interrogation	By : fairglenn Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 36598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Interrogation
- 2-Escape
- 3-Punishment
- 4-Submission
- 5-Home
- 6-Resistance
- 7-Broken
- 8-Dependency
- 9-Shift
- 10-Victory
- 11-Reconnect
- 12-Struggle
- 13-Turn
- 14-Forever
- 6
- 7
- 8
Chapter 7
Rey has no time to process the situation before something called a “debrief” is scheduled. Assuming this was some sort of meeting to discuss what had happened, she sat slouched and fuming in her chair within the onboard conference room. Finn sits to her right, eyeing her with clear uncertainty. It was obvious he was worried, but she didn’t care. She was so angry…and had to hold onto that or she’d spill over into the sadness and despair she could feel waiting on the other side.
She just sat there, staring at the wall ahead, waiting for the others to arrive. Her foot tapped away idly, hands folded together under the table. She wasn’t sure what she looked like, but if she had to guess she’d go with furious.
He entered the room first, and her eyes narrowed into slits as she watched him take the seat at the head of the table, directly across from her. His gaze met and held hers as he adjusted himself in his seat, leaning back and looking smugly comfortable. He didn’t gloat this time though; his expression remained stoic; annoyed, even. If she didn’t know any better, she would assume he was disinterested…but she did know better.
Her chin ticked up a notch, her expression turning to one of utter hatred. She briefly considered turning to flirt with Finn, but couldn’t bring herself to do it. As broken as she was, she had no desire to play games. He had already seen her at her most vulnerable; forced her into it, even…what was this in comparison?
Han and Leia entered the conference room, breaking Rey’s concentration from Ben. She sat up a little straighter, watching them take their seats on either side of their son, no one questioning Ben’s seat at the head of the table. How disappointing, she thought. Nonetheless, she’d heard so much about these two...so many legendary tales. It was truly humbling to see them together in person.
“Rey,” the general begins.
“General,” she respectfully responds.
“You must have so many questions,” she says, an expression of genuine, motherly affection settling into her features.
Rey leans forward and puts her hands on the table, unconsciously twisting one around the wrist of her other. Ben notices and takes a slightly deeper breath than usual, no doubt stemming from inappropriate thoughts. She jerks her hands back under the table and into her lap in an awkward flurry of movement. Fortunately no one comments on it, everyone no doubt assuming she’s under a lot of stress.
“Clearly I’m the only one,” Rey says, her voice more than a little tinged with bitterness. “Maybe we should start at the beginning?” She looks expectantly between Han and Leia, avoiding Ben’s eyes.
Leia starts with the basics. Rey had been a student of Luke’s, just like Ben. Spared in the massacre, she had been left behind on the planet Jakku for her own safety. They theorized she would resurface as she grew stronger in the force; and they had been correct as she’d inexplicably found her own way to Han, and ultimately Ben.
“Why don’t I remember any of this?” Rey asks, sounding doubtful.
“The plan had been Luke’s,” the general continued, glancing from Han to Ben, and back to Rey. “An exchange had occurred between him and Ben…” she trailed off, Ben picking up where she left off.
“The pull to the dark was winning against the pull to the light,” he said, his deep voice quiet. “I made plans to join the Knights of Ren; and Luke knew,” he continued, his eyes steady on hers. In the next breath his tone lightened considerably. “At the same time, you were force sensitive beyond your age and training. It was clear to Luke you were...different.” Her eyelids twitched at the way he drew out the word. “While your power alone was more unstable than that of the rest of us,” he drawled, “it didn’t take long to notice anyone within ten feet of you gained an unmistakable boost in their own abilities,” he finished, his hand dismissively waving in her direction. “Of particular interest was how strong the both of us became when training together.” He had the nerve to look sorrowful. “If only I had noticed it then…but we were young, and fate was already in motion; there was no stopping the massacre,” he sighed, shifting in his seat. Suddenly the sorrow vanished, his features gone hard. “It wasn’t too late to save you, though…and with everything you had to offer, it would have been stupid not to.”
She flinched at how coldly he said it. He’d wanted to kill her…but didn’t do it because of her ability to make him more powerful. Maybe he’d found her attractive; cared for her as well, but in the end it all came down to power.
General Organa reached across the table and placed her hand on top of Ben’s. She has no idea, Rey seethed.
“Ben realized his terrible mistake and saved your life that night…the night the rest of the Jedi were struck down. He risked his own life to travel with you to Jakku, erasing your memory and leaving you safe.” Rey scoffed at her choice of words. “Luke escaped according to plan,” she continued, “and Ben spent the next few years redeeming himself by setting up the Resistance for victory against Snoke. Training with him was the best way to learn all the weaknesses of First Order defense.”
“I don’t understand,” Rey said, “Why not just ignore the pull to the light? Seduce me to the dark side?” she asks Ben pointedly.
“Ah,” he responds, “Yes, you see – there was a problem with that.” Rey notices Han’s expression darken as his son continues, and she inhales sharply at the implied admission. “While your particular force sensitivity boosts any Jedi within close proximity, there is a considerable constraint.” He says it with clear and unmistakable disappointment. “It does not work to enhance the power of the dark side.” He opens his mouth to say more, but appears to think better of it and closes it.
Han picks up where Ben leaves off. “To those on the dark side of the force, you become something of a conduit…but it’s unstable,” he says, shaking his head. She looks around the table, and everyone appears uncomfortable…everyone except Finn, who looks as clueless as she must.
“What kind of unstable? And how do you know this?” She asks.
“Uncontrollable, and because I’ve tested it,” Ben replies roughly.
The room becomes so quiet she can hear her own heartbeat. When no one speaks, she makes the assumption whatever’s left is best left unsaid for the moment.
“You’re saying you decided to reconsider, and follow the pull to the light because of my particular force sensitivity and ability to make you a better Jedi...on the light side?” She asks, suspicious.
“Something like that,” he replies without hesitation, overtly implying there’s definitely more, if not another reason altogether.
Leia leans toward her. “I know this must be overwhelming,” she says sweetly.
Rey stifles an unsteady giggle. “You have no idea.”
“Rey-“ Han starts.
“No, that’s enough. Enough.” She’s not smiling anymore, the atmosphere becoming markedly stiff.
Finn stands, extending his hand to Rey. “Come on, let’s take a break,” he suggests. She doesn’t take his hand, but she stands and nods to Han and Leia, making no attempt to hide her misery.
Lastly, she glances at Ben. He’s unmoving, staring right through her midsection. The weight of his indifference is crushing, and she turns to follow Finn out of the room.
“What have you done?” Han asks seconds after the door slides closed behind them.
“Exactly what needed to be done,” Ben says curtly. Without warning he slams his fist on the table, making his mother jump. Then he stands and leaves.
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Rey lies in bed, awake and mulling over the events of the last few weeks. It’s late, but she can’t sleep. She’s been alone at night for days now, refusing to leave her quarters except for food, and only when everyone else is sleeping. Finn had stopped in to see her a couple of times, but he’d accepted her requests for a few more days alone to readjust. Though she spent many years alone before, she finds being alone unbearable now. Her hatred had only taken mere hours to evolve into agonizing desolation, and she’d been existing in that state since their first day here. Ben had done unspeakable things to her…forced her to enjoy them…for no reason other than he wanted to. She could feel the familiar sting of anger and humiliation rising within her as she repeated it in her mind over and over. He’d no reason to hurt her other than he wanted to. Yet, as much as she hates herself for it, she still misses being with him. She still misses him.
She sighs. Swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, she exits her room and sets out to wander the ship. Initially she has no destination, but she quickly decides enough is enough and resolves to find his quarters. She doesn’t know where it is…yet she knows. Scarcely two minutes pass before she finds herself standing in front of his door, unsure of what to do next.
She startles when the door lifts, and he immediately fills the entire doorway. He was crowding her space on purpose, but she didn’t back up. Why did he look so much taller all of a sudden? She cranes her neck to look up at him. For the span of a few seconds, they simply stand there.
“Why?” She asks, not bothering to hide her pain.
When he finally speaks, there’s unmasked emotion in his voice. “Rey, the dark side will always call to me.” He looks almost tormented. “There’s only so much temptation I can withstand.” He groans in frustration. “You shouldn’t be here,” he warns, shaking his head.
“I know,” she says softly, swallowing nervously but making no move to leave.
He leans away from her, crossing his arms. “Nothing will change if we continue.”
She nods, excitement and hope flaring inside her.
He considers her for what feels like an eternity. “This is what you want, then?” The threat is clear.
Her gaze drops to his mouth. “Maybe.” She looks back up into his eyes
To him, “maybe” is more than enough. He turns sideways, allowing her space to pass. When she hesitates, he reaches out and pulls her in by the upper arm, the door closing behind them.
Letting go of her arm, he presses his fingers into her chest, backing her into the wall. “Ben, I-” she starts, suddenly unsure of herself.
“This is what you wanted,” he finishes her sentence. “Say it. Say this is what you want.” He leans into her, and drags his tongue up one side of her neck. She gets chills from the sorely missed sensation, but doesn’t repeat his words. “Say it,” he growls.
Her heart skips a beat and the excitement of denying him what he wants is breathtaking. She doesn’t get to enjoy it for long. He reaches up to hold her face in his massive hand, squeezing a little too tight.
“You were warned,” he says through his clenched jaw. And then he slaps her – hard. Her head snaps to the side and she gasps, reaching for his arms and bringing her knee up between them in a subconsciously defensive manner. He reaches for her face again, easily deflecting her defenses and forcing her to look at him. Her eyes are wild; pupils huge. “Is there something you’d like to say to me, Rey?” He purrs.
“No!” She screams, her whole body shaking with tension.
“Shhh,” he says, “That didn’t hurt.” She blinks and he can see her eyes pooling with tears. He adjusts his hold on her and starts stroking the path her tears would take with his thumbs. “Shhh,” he says, kissing her mouth, pulling her bottom lip out in between his teeth. Rey shudders underneath his hands. Ben pulls back, still holding her in place. She sees the muscle in his jaw tick, the smoldering expression he takes on just before he does something cruel.
“I want it! I want this,” she chokes out, just as he tenses up to hit her again. She flinches, but he stops himself in time. She exhales with relief.
He chuckles, sending a shiver down her spine. She can feel tears on her cheeks, but she’s too overwhelmed to care. His hands relax, sliding down her arms. He glides one hand over her stomach, and her gut reaction is to throw it back at him – and she does. She barely manages to deflect his hand, but the intent of the gesture is understood just the same.
He pauses to study her, and she shrinks under his gaze. Her head falls downward; she can’t even maintain eye contact. It’s a complete and total submissive stance, and if he hadn’t been throbbing with need before, he certainly was now. He bends down and picks her up, ignoring her yelp in the process. He turns and abruptly drops her onto his bed. He gives her no time to recover before he’s on top of her, pinning her hands above her head and kissing her so passionately it’s as though they’re making love.
He begins saying the most romantic things to her, and the sensation the effect has on her emotions is mind-altering. For some reason she can’t explain, she has no control over the undeniable thirst for his praise after such abuse, completely losing herself despite how cold she’d felt only minutes before.
“You look so beautiful spread out beneath me,” he says, making her blush under the deep red mark across her cheek. He starts removing her clothes, moving swiftly. Once he has her completely naked before him, he takes his time removing his own garments. He pulls his pants off last, watching her tremble for him. His cock is so stiff from several days of neglect it hurts. Reaching forward he grabs her hand and wraps it around him. She follows his lead, squeezing him. It feels so magnificent he can’t keep his eyes open. Dropping his hand from hers, his mouth relaxes and his head falls forward.
Then she feels it; they both feel it. She’s in his head and he’s in hers. She knows exactly what to do with her hand, she can feel his pleasure as though it’s her own. She places her other hand on his thigh, digging her fingernails into it just so. She moves rhythmically up and down the hard length of him, flawlessly matching each of his mounting thrusts. It feels so incredible her vision fades, the rest of her senses unable to keep up.
“Stop,” he says gruffly. She groans and tries to continue, but he pulls himself from her grip. Dipping to wrap both arms around her thighs, he drags her down the bed and into him. He positions himself just outside her opening. “Beg for it,” he sneers at her.
Rey has no pride left. “Please Ben, please…please, please, Ben…” she pleads, bucking her hips toward him. He sinks slowly into her, his groan matched by her cries of pleasure mixed with the discomfort of being fucked for the first time in over a week. He can feel her contracting around him as her body works to adjust to his size, but he doesn’t give her the time she needs before gently pulling out and violently slamming back into her. He does it over and over, finishing each stroke with a purposeful upward thrust that brings her to climax in merely seconds.
“I didn’t say you could cum,” he says.
“I’m sorry,” she replies, crestfallen and genuinely disappointed in herself.
Her eyes are closed and she doesn’t see the grin spreading across his face at her inability to interpret reality. He may not have given her permission to cum, but he’d most certainly made her. “Do it again and I’ll cum so hard down your throat you’ll choke.” She nods silently. “Say yes, sir,” he demands.
Her eyes open, and she says “Yes, sir,” in the most sensual tone he’s ever heard. It nearly takes him over the edge.
“Again.”
“Yes, sir.”
“AGAIN.”
“Yes, sir.”
Ben explodes inside her, biting down hard on her shoulder as he does. She cries out from the pain. He continues to buck into her as the last of his seed pours out of him. Breathing heavy, he finally slows and relaxes on top of her.
She lifts her arms and drags her fingers lazily up his back. He shivers and rolls them onto their sides, carefully fanning her hair out behind her and tucking her head under his chin.
“I love you,” he whispers.
In this moment, his handprint still visible across her face, she finally feels whole.
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