Shianna' pulse beat in time with the throbbing music. The strobe lights making the bar darker, more sinister. Faces flashed in time with the beat of the music as she made her way to the bar. A seat suddenly opened up for her and she sat down, looking around for her benefactor. A dark face looked at her, his head covered with a cloak, only his yellow eyes clearly visible.

"Thank you" Shianna murmured to the man who looked intently back at her. His stare was unnerving, making her slightly uncomfortable. Danger, she thought, this man is danger personified. She broke the stare and ordered a kamikaze from the bartender and turned her bar stool to face the dance floor.

"I know why you're here," the man in the cloak whispered in her ear as he handed the drink to her. " I know what you desire."

Shianna laughed nervously. "You know what I desire? How could you possibly know?" Oh, please don't let him be one of those mind readers. She flushed red just thinking about what was on her mind. She hastily downed her drink, thinking, too much lime as she drank it down.

"Oh but I do know," he said with a smile. "You want what only I can give you."

"Really," Shianna said. "That has to be one of the most over-used pick up lines there is!" She laughed openly and shook her head.

Suddenly his hand was wrapped around her wrist, drawing her close to his face."You'll find mocking me is not a wise thing Shianna." It was his turn to laugh as she started at her name. "Yes, I know more than you realize."

Darth Maul looked at his prize, a half smile curling his lips. He sat forward in the armchair, resting his hands on his knees, waiting for her to wake up. She looks desirous, he mused as he stared. He had joined her wrists together so they were back to back with a long piece of leather. From there another piece of leather pulled her arms to the headboard where it was firmly attached. His gaze traveled lower, looking to her torso. Her arms above stretched her body out enough for her nipples to peek over the top of her bra. He reached out and ran a gloved hand over her nipples and was gratified at the goosebumps that broke out all over her body. Lower still he gazed, chuckling as she tried in her sleep to roll over. He had wrapped more of the leather around her ankles, one at a time, then leaving a foot long leash had tied each ankle to the corners of the bed.

He sensed her eyes on his and looked to her face. "I see that you finally awaken. Need I remind you that mocking me was a mistake," he smiled fully, letting her see the sharp points his teeth made.

"No, I….what am I doing here…will you please let me go?" A thousand questions ran through her head as she tested her bonds. Had he really read her thoughts, how did she manage to end up in one of her fantasies?

"I hear the confusion in your voice Shianna, and I will tell you this. The only thought you need to have is, how do I please my Master. Do you understand?" He stood and leaned over her as he spoke, grasping her jaw gently with his hand. "I trust you to obey me Shianna."

She looked into his eyes, and saw the raw sexuality, the passion as he returned her stare. Her mouth was suddenly dry, a contrast to other parts of her. "I will try to please you…….Master," she said softly, blushing as the words escaped her lips.

Darth Maul held her chin firmly and leaned down to run his tongue lightly, sensuously, his tongue darting into her mouth, tasting, teasing her. She gasped as she felt his fingers lightly run over her exposed nipples, making them ache. His hands traveled lower, skimming her waist, the crotch of her panties, the insides of her spread thighs. She moaned loudly as he broke the kiss, straining to break her bonds and touch him.

"Hmm… it seems we have a small problem here…your remaining clothing must go." He walked over to a small table and when he returned, he held a gleaming knife in his hand. With deft movements he spun the blade from hand to hand. "Shall the bra go first," he mused, "or the panties?" He brought the point of the knife down to rest on Shianna's neck. Pushing enough that the tip made a slight depression in the soft flesh.

Shianna's breathing quickened as she felt the knifepoint at her neck. Her life rested in his hands, a point he very clearly made.

He smiled as he watched her breast rise quicker, in response to her fear. "The bra then," he said and dragged the knife down her chest, leaving a faint line. He quickly worked the blade under the center and cut the garment in two. With his free hand he pushed the bra off her breasts, baring them to his hungry gaze. He circled her nipples with the blade, and then leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth. His tongue tasted the hard flesh and then he bit down, gently, then harder until he heard Shianna half moan half cry. He smiled at her, more of a smirk, and then took the other nipple in to his mouth and let his teeth close slowly around it. When he pulled back, her nipples were slightly red from his bites. Fire was in Shianna's blood, pleasure and pain mixed together, heightening her awareness. She gasped loudly as she felt small clips attached to her nipples. They held her flesh with enough force to blur the line between pleasure and pain. She felt a small weight on her chest and looked down to see a fine chain lying between her breasts. She watched as her Master picked the chain up in his fingers and pulled it up, bringing her imprisoned nipples up also. Heat and desire flamed through her body at the slight pressure and she moaned again loudly, her head pressing hard against the bed.

Darth Maul let the chain drop and kissed each of her nipples again. "You please me with your fear and desire. It wars within you." His hand snaked down between her legs and he pressed it against her mound, finding the wet heat there. "Ah, but I think desire will win." He let his hand slide down, rubbing her, making her writhe in her bonds.

"Please…master" she heard herself beg, grinding against his warm fingers. Suddenly she was gasping as his hand slapped her gently, once, twice, three times.

"Don't speak out of turn padawan, or this can and will be much more than just light slaps," he said sternly, emphasizing his threat with a medium slap, then a gentle caress to rub the sting away. Darth Maul was shocked at how he was responding to this woman, his cock felt like a piece of steel under his robes. He reached down and ran his hand along the length of his hardness, growling in passion. He looked into his padawan's eyes and noted they were glazed over in passion and pain, her body so close to orgasm from this light play.

He stepped back from the bed and began to disrobe. His belt fell first, then his tunic came over his shoulders to reveal red and black flesh. His muscles moved smoothly as the tunic dropped to the floor. He hooked his hands in the waistband of his trousers and slowly pushed them down over his erection and his hips. He stood silhouetted in the dim light, his cock jutting proudly from his body.

Shianna's mouth was again dry as she took in the sheer beauty of his body and she moaned quietly as she took in the size of his member. Huge and hard and… it was for her. She tried to close her legs and soon relized the futility of the gesture and she heard his deep laugh.

"You'll beg soon enough for this," he told her as he stroked his erection. "But for now, for my padawan who doesn't know when to keep quiet, I have a teaching….tool." He chuckled at his own jest, moved to the bed and brought his cock alongside her mouth. He nudged the tip against her lips and quickly applied pressure until her mouth opened to take his hard length. When her tongue snaked out to taste the tip and the fluid that glistened there, Maul shuddered and pushed deeper into her mouth. She opened her mouth, wide, her jaws aching as he pushed more of his cock into her mouth. She tasted every inch of his 'tool' as he fed it to her, her tongue swirling around the head and along the throbbing vein. She let her throat relax and felt her master's cock slide far in. She was straining against her bonds, trying to reach out and touch him, to make him understand her passion.

Darth Maul growled low like an animal as he forced his cock in and out, loving the wet heat of her mouth, the hard suction as she tried to swallow him. His hand tangled in her hair, and he pulled her head closer, pulling his cock out long enough for her to take a breath and them push back in.

He felt himself close to coming and quickly pulled away from her mouth. "I think you learned that lesson well," he said, letting his teeth show in a quick grin. "But I want to find out if your pussy can grip as well as your mouth."

He moved to the end of the bed and climbed in between her bound legs. With a growl he ripped the panties from her body and plunged into her body in one fluid motion. She couldn't control her moan as she felt his hardness filling her, taking ultimate control. Her back arched off the bed, drawing him deeper. Darth Maul threw his head back, biting his lip enough to make it bleed as he drew his cock out of her. He leaned forward and grasped her hips as he plunged back in. He sought her mouth out with his and kissed her savagely as he fucked her.

She tasted the blood on her lips and flicked her tongue out to clean the blood from his lip. Suddenly she was screaming as her climax rushed through her body, it was like liquid fire in her veins. Her Master answered with a scream of his own as he spilled his seed deep inside her. He collapsed on her, his lips near her ear. "Never come before your Master. It seems I have more to teach you….padawan."

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