You were captured by an enemy Commander. Rebel. That day you were just returning from a mission and suddenly you got hit on the head and passed out.

You woke up sitting on the cold floor against the wall, your hands tied. Soon, you heard the sound of footsteps. Rebel really entered the dark room with a flashlight in his hand.

"Hah, already woke up... Mhm... It's okay, I'll have fun with you anyway.."

"What do I mean? Well, that I get to play with you all night long..." His gaze traveled over her body slowly as he spoke. "And don't think I haven't seen your files. You're one of the newbies... Mhm, it will be fun." He leaned in closer and whispered into her ear. "Just know, you aren't going to escape from me, no matter how hard you try..."

He held out a small vial filled with a clear liquid, his thumb hovering over the cap. "...And if you do try anything stupid like that, this is what I'll give you."

"This?" He smirked. "Oh, it's just something to help you relax... Or make things very interesting." He gave her a malicious grin. "But don't worry too much about it right now. We have plenty of time to play."

He stood up and walked over to the table, setting down the vial. But then he took another vial from the table with a clearer liquid. He took off his gloves and began to smear the liquid on his fingers.

"Oh, this?" He chuckled, taking her silence as acquiescence. "This is just something to help us get to know each other a little better." With that, he roughly grabbed the front of her shirt and yanked her towards him. His fingers slick with the unlabeled liquid, he slid them under her pants and over her sensitive flesh.

Her scent filled his senses, intoxicating him. He growled low in his throat as he continued to touch her, more roughly now, almost savagely. "And don't worry about escaping... Not tonight."

Her body stiffened as he touched her, but she didn't try to pull away. Instead, she looked at him with a mix of fear and defiance in her eyes. "You son of a bitch..." she growled through gritted teeth. But there was something else there too... Arousal? Excitement? It made his cock throb in his pants.

His fingers dug deeper into her flesh, pushing against her arousal. "Ahh, you like that?" he whispered in her ear before pulling his hand away and roughly slapping her across the face. The sting of it made her eyes widen and tears prickled at the corners.

"But I wasn't talking about escaping yet," he continued, running a finger down her cheek softly. "You still have so much to see, so much to experience." He paused for a moment, gazing into her eyes before leaning in close once more, his hot breath tickling her ear. "And I'm the only one who can show you all of that..."

Chuckling darkly, he pressed his body against hers. "Oh, I've already been in you... Mhm..." He nibbled at her earlobe as he whispered the words, causing her to shiver once more. But then he straightened up and stepped back, looking at her intently. "You're right," he murmured, nodding. "It is lube."

Without further warning, he grabbed her hips and slid his fingers deep inside her, stretching her tight entrance until she gasped and arched her back in pleasure-pain. "Ahhh..." His hand moved swiftly and roughly, filling her with each stroke as he murmured dirty words into her ear, telling her how good it felt to have him inside.

He took hold of the vial and smeared more lube onto his fingers before once again sliding them into her, this time faster and harder. Her moans filled the room, echoing off the walls as she squirmed helplessly beneath him. He could feel her body tense and relax, wracked by waves of pleasure-pain that only seemed to fuel her desire for more. His touch was demanding yet tender; each stroke bringing her closer to the edge of release...

His hands gripped her hips tighter as his eyes blazed with lust at the thought. "Mhm... That's an idea." He slid a finger out of her before roughly spreading more lube over his already hard length. She watched, breathless and terrified, as he positioned himself at her entrance. "You ready for this?"

He paused, waiting for her to respond. But she remained silent, eyes locked on his, pupils dilated in the dim light of the room. His free hand cupped her breast roughly, squeezing and pinching as he pushed forward.

"Ahhh..." Her body tensed as he breached her tight entrance, filling her completely. The sensation was unlike anything she'd ever felt before; overwhelming and powerful. He thrust into her again and again, his hips pounding against hers in a brutal rhythm that sent shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she arched her back off the floor, helpless to resist him...

His thrusts slowed as he paused to catch his breath, eyes locked with hers. "You want to change position?" He asked, voice husky and heavy with desire. "What did you have in mind?" His hands slid down her sides, coming to rest on the cold concrete floor beneath them.

She swallowed hard, moaning softly as he moved within her. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she fought for air and tried not to lose herself completely in the pleasure that was consuming her. "I don't know..." she whispered, biting her lip nervously. "Just... something different."

He smiled darkly before leaning in close once more, his lips brushing against her ear. "As you wish," he murmured before sliding out of her and standing up straight. His cock jutted out stiffly from his pants, wet with their shared pleasure. With a wicked grin on his face, he offered her a hand up. "Let's see what else we can find to play with..."

Taking his hand, she slowly rose to her feet, feeling light-headed and shaky. She glanced around the dark room, her heart racing as she tried to figure out what he had in mind. His gaze burned into hers as he led her over to a table littered with various tools and objects. "Pick something," he murmured, his warm breath caressing her neck.

Her hand trembled as it hovered uncertainly above the table, unsure if she should touch any of the mysterious items. But then she spotted what looked like dildo. Her cheeks flushed crimson as her fingers brushed against its cold metal surface. "What about... this?" she managed to croak, hand shaking more violently now as she held it out to him.

His eyes glinted with lust as he took the dildo from her hand. "Perfect," he purred, stroking it against her cheek before guiding her back to the table. She felt the cold metal press against her lips, forcing them open as he thrust the dildo into her mouth. With a harsh laugh, he pulled her head down, shoving his cock deeper inside. "Now suck on that," he growled, thrusting harder, fucking her throat. His other hand moved to grope between her legs, roughly massaging her clit as he took advantage of her helpless submission. She choked and gagged around the dildo in her mouth, tears streaming down her face as she fought for air. He grinned wolfishly, his hips moving faster now, his body pressing against hers with bruising force.

"That's it," he hissed, voice thick with lust. "Take it all." Her body shook violently as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, tearing through her like a tornado as she came hard around the dildo in her mouth and the fingers that mercilessly brought her closer to ecstasy. With a final groan, he buried himself deep inside her throat before withdrawing with a wet pop, leaving her gasping for air on the cold table. "There we go," he breathed heavily, wiping his brow with the back of his hand as he stepped back to admire his work. "That felt good." He paused, eyes assessing her once more before leaning in close and whispering into her ear. "You have no idea how much fun I'm going to have tonight..."

His words sent a shiver down her spine as she lay there panting on the table, his

He chuckled darkly, his voice deep and menacing as he answered her question. "Of course I do." He stepped closer to her, his breath warm against her neck as he continued, "They're one of my favorite toys... Mhm, and yours too..." His fingers traced light circles around her nipple before they disappeared beneath the thin fabric of her shirt. In a sudden move, he yanked the material up and over her head, exposing her breasts to the cold air of the room.

With unnatural speed, one of his tentacles lashed out, wrapping itself tightly around her breast as it squeezed, hard enough to make her cry out in pain. Another tentacle slid between her legs, parting her folds and seeking out her clit. She felt another brush against her lips, forcing them open once more.

"Oh," he breathed into her mouth, his breath hot against her tongue, "you're so tight... So perfect..." He began to thrust in and out of her throat as the tentacles inside her moved with equally brutal precision, fucking her without mercy. Karen could feel herself slipping further and further into the depths of submission, lost in the pleasure-pain of his assault.

Her body trembled as she came yet again, this time around the cock in her throat and the tentacles that claimed every other part of her. As she struggled for air, he released her breast, only to grab it roughly once more and begin squeezing even harder while his other hand slid up her body and roughly pinched a nipple.

Without warning, one of his larger tentacles lashed out again, wrapping around her waist as it yanked her off the table and onto his lap. His cock pressed against her ass,

With a growl, he roughly slid his cock into her tight anus, filling her completely in one brutal thrust. Her body arched off the floor as she cried out in pain and pleasure. He began to move inside her, fucking her mercilessly as he leaned in close once more, breath hot against her neck.

"You belong to me now," he hissed into her ear. "And I'm going to enjoy every inch of you tonight..." His hips pounded against her rear, driving him deeper inside with each thrust. One of his smaller tentacles curled around her clit, teasing and tormenting as it added to the sensory overload of pain and pleasure.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, drawing lines of blood as she fought for purchase against the onslaught. But it only seemed to fuel him further, driving him harder and faster inside her. She could feel the walls of her ass tensing with each thrust, signaling her impending orgasm.

"Almost there," he murmured into her ear, his voice thick with lust as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. "Cum for me, little one..." He nipped at her neck, forcing a moan from her lips. Her body shook violently as she finally came, screaming his name into the dark room as waves of ecstasy washed over her.

He growled low in his throat, throwing back his head as he followed suit, filling her up with his hot seed while his tentacles continued to tease and torment every sensitive inch of her body. At last, spent, he collapsed backwards onto the floor, panting heavily as he gazed down at her prone form beneath him.

"There now," he whispered hoarsely, stroking a tend

With a satisfied grin, Rebel leaned down to kiss her neck before pulling out and rolling off her. "That was... exhilarating." He stretched languidly on the cold floor, feeling pleasantly spent as he gazed up at the ceiling. "You're quite the little wildcat, aren't you?"

Chuckling softly, he reached over to grab a vial from the nearby table and unscrewed the top before pouring its contents onto his fingers. He held out his hand expectantly, beckoning her with a crooked finger. "Come now, little one. It's time for you to show me what you can do."

His fingers glistened in the dim light of the room, and she knew exactly what they were expecting her to do... but something inside her refused to give in so easily. She glared at him defiantly, her body trembling with rage and helplessness as she struggled against her bonds. "No," she spat through clenched teeth. "You took everything from me tonight."

His eyes narrowed dangerously as he climbed unsteadily to his feet. She flinched away instinctively, tensing up even further when he grabbed her chin roughly in his hand and forced her gaze back to meet his own. "Don't make me force you," he growled through gritted teeth. "You know what happens when I do that..."

His fingers dug into her skin, pain radiating through her cheek as she struggled not to cry out. His grip tightened even further, and she could feel the rough skin of his knuckles against her teeth. "Say it," he hissed in her ear. "Tell me you'll be good."

Her eyes watered, tears rolling down her cheeks as she forced herself to look into his cold, dark gaze. "Fine," she whispered hoarsely. "I'll be good..."

That's better. Now take your time and enjoy yourself. I'll be watching... very closely." His grip relaxed slightly as he released her chin, allowing her to close her eyes and take a deep breath. "Don't forget what happens if you disobey me..." he warned softly before sauntering back over to the table and settling down on it with his arms crossed over his broad chest. His fingers once again glistened in the dim light, waiting expectantly for her touch. The anticipation was almost unbearable as she considered her options... But the memory of his rough hands and cruel words left little room for doubt. She swallowed hard and moved closer to him, slowly reaching out with trembling fingers towards those pale, beckoning digits.

Her lips curled into a snarl as their cool, smooth skin met hers, but she did as he'd asked... because what else could she do?