"Anakin… Anakin… Mmmmn… Be careful…"
Shmi felt like she was inside a starfighter, spinning rapidly and flying around at incredible speeds! She saw her little boy risking his life again. His blue eyes were filled with excitement and passion, while his blonde hair was basically in a bowl cut. He was a cute kid. Less than a decade of age and experienced so much horrible shit. Yet this was only the beginning of the story for the Chosen One.
"Anakin!" She watched him use the starfighter to destroy a huge Trade Federation Lucrehulk-class capital ship! At first she felt proud, then she was scared, finally she imagined how much money was just vaporized!
"Aaaaaah~!"
Shmi screamed as her body twitched again, waking from her stupor. A big, red bicep was acting as her pillow. She stared at the back of her chair and her desk with a few tools on it. Then she finally 'felt' her body again. A powerful hand was gripping her right breast tightly, with her sensitive rock-hard pink nipple rubbing up against that smooth palm. All her abdominal muscles, her back, her ass, her legs, arms… Everything hurt so much. She almost couldn't feel the pressure against her bladder as her vagina walls were slowly stretched, then contracted subconsciously.
"Master?" Shmi's throat was as sore as the rest of her body, her lips were chapped and her head was pounding.
"You kept calling out your son's name. Is he okay? You saw a vision, right?"
"I… Mmmn~! Ow… Yes, Master… I saw, a battle… A beautiful world… My son, he destroyed a capital ship…"
"The Battle of Naboo. So it finally happened, huh?" Asmodeus sniffed the top of her head and snickered, "I wonder if Qui-Gon still died?"
"Did Qui-Gon die?" Shmi frowned, "Then what will happen to Ani? *Cough~!* Mmmn~!"
"Then Obi-Wan will become a Jedi Knight. Taking Anakin as his Padawan. That's the 'future' or 'history' I know. I wonder what will really happen though? Our visions don't necessarily show us something that's happening 'now'. Sometimes it can be the past, the future, or another universe that has nothing to do with us."
"Master… Do you think… I can talk to him?"
"Jedi are supposed to cut off contact with their past. Sever their attachments." He massaged her breast as she moaned, his hips still guiding that swollen cock in and out of that slimy pussy. He wasn't lying when he said he'd be fucking her all night. Even when he went to sleep, he would still unconsciously start thrusting. Whether he just went between her closed thighs or plunged deep into her pussy was a matter of luck. As for her ass, it had to do with the angle and how close they were together. At least he hadn't intentionally done anything yet.
"That's… Fine… As long as he's safe, and happy."
"I'm sure he'll be happy to know his Mommy is finally getting laid."
"Master… I need to drink something."
"Give me a second." Asmodeus suddenly pulled back out of her pussy and then thrust forward again, gliding between her legs and up against her aching clit. A few pumps and he spurted out a thick, creamy load. But instead of shooting out toward her chair or on the floor, it turned mid-air and flew over into her face!
"Master… Thank you." She reached up with her left hand and wiped the cum from her forehead, down her tear-stained cheeks and into those dry lips. Sucking up the thick creamy juices, she did feel a little better. Though they also got stuck in the back of her throat. Like the millions of Sith Sperm were trying to impregnate her uvula and esophagus.
"I'm sure that's not enough."
He turned Shmi over onto her back and climbed up onto her chest. His soggy balls were rubbing between her sweaty breasts as that 'huge' cock was pressed against her lips. She looked up with her blurry eyes, seeing his hulking figure and those piercing golden eyes.
"I'm going to use you like a fuck toy, Shmi. All day, every day. Whenever I feel like it. Whether you're awake or asleep. You belong to me. Body and soul."
"Please… Master, I'm only human."
"Then you better become more than just human." She reached up, barely able to lift her arms and started licking the slimy liquids off his cock. Grasping the base of his shaft with one hand and using the other to play with his balls.
"You're not just my slave, Shmi. You're my… Apprentice."
"Mmmn~!"
*Shlup-slurp-shluup~!*
Asmodeus reached down and ran his fingertips across the lines on her face. Rubbing his cum deeper into those cracks. As if that would make her younger all of a sudden. Obviously it didn't do anything but cause the excited sperm cells to try hard to impregnate her pores.
For a moment he closed his eyes and almost fell asleep. Fortunately he woke up quickly and avoided choking her to death with his cock, just in time to watch Shmi milk his creamy juices all over her nose and lips. Opening her mouth, she started sucking and licking harder.
"Good, good, feel the cum flow through you, heheh~! Don't worry… I'll figure something out. I'm too much of a narcissist to let my favorite slave be so weak and pathetic."
Shmi's arms stopped and her hands slid down, eventually she even started storing slightly. Asmodeus sighed and laid back down beside her, rubbing his dick against her thigh. He could feel the scars on her leg and hip. He reached down, ran his fingers through that messy, cum-covered bush and started fingering her vagina. For a moment, he wanted to stop.
"I know I shouldn't do this. But… Why does it feel so good to hurt you? Why do you like it so much?"
Then he pushed her over onto her side again and thrust his cock back into that surprisingly tight pussy. Even though her body twitched, she didn't moan or cry out, didn't even wake up this time. He could still 'feel' it though. Inside of her head. Those dark, depraved, disgusting thoughts.
"It kinda makes sense… Darth Vader is also your son. Though I don't think he was ever so fucking perverted."
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