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"Why am I accompanying you again, Anakin?" Obi-Wan asks as he looks around at all the Senators and guests crowded in the main room of the hotel reserved for the gathering.
"Because sometimes it's nice to just relax and let loose, Obi-Wan," Anakin states and Obi-Wan raises his brow.
"In a room full of Senators? I'm sorry, but that is not my way of relaxing." Obi-Wan shakes his head.
"Just try. I'll be talking with Senator Amidala if you need me," Anakin says and walks away.
Of course, he will, Obi-Wan thinks, but what was the point of bringing him if he was just going to ditch him?
Obi-Wan sighs and heads to the bar. He takes a seat and orders a light drink to start the night. A few hours and drinks later, Obi-Wan is now drunk, not super drunk, but drunk. He could obviously, though, purge the alcohol from his body, but he's not going to be sober in a room full of people he dislikes, of course not meaning, Bail and Padme, though.
"Some Vodka please." A man says as he takes the seat next to Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan frowns, out of all the empty seats, he had to take the one next to him. "What are you doing here, all alone?"
"I want to be alone." Obi-Wan murmurs as he takes another sip of his drink.
The man hums. "My name is Hectre. What's your's?"
Well, he didn't get the hint, Obi-Wan thinks. "Ben." Obi-Wan lies.
"What a nice name." Hectre softly says. "You should try the Vodka, it's a nice way to make time fly." Hectre then stands up and walks to a seat farther away from Obi-Wan, giving him privacy.
The barkeeper, a few minutes later, then gives Obi-Wan a Vodka. "The gentlemen over there wanted me to give it to you."
Obi-Wan nods and takes the drink. He was never a fan of Vodka, but one sip won't do anything he supposes.
A few minutes later, Obi-Wan starts to feel bad. His thoughts are disoriented, and his limbs feel heavy. He feels nauseous and like he's going to pass out. He then tries to use the Force to purge whatever he drank but finds that the Force feels far away, muffled. He stands up, intending to head to the restroom, when he stumbles, and strong hands hold him up as he was about to fall. He finds the man from earlier, Hectre, holding him.
"Oh my, you've had a lot to drink tonight, haven't you, Ben?" Hectre chuckles, and Obi-Wan just feels so confused. "Let's get out of here, shall we?"
Obi-Wan's vision begins to blur and he also begins to panic. He did not want to go with this man, even without the Force, he could sense bad intentions coming from him. His lazy eyes begin to search for Anakin but he can't focus them on anything. He can just feel himself being led out of the main room, big hands guiding him, leaving Obi-Wan feeling helpless.
After what feels like forever, but only minutes, Obi-Wan is led to a room, probably Hectre's, and the door is shut. Sealing Obi-Wan inside with his kidnapper. He's pushed onto a large bed, and much to his dismay, he can't move, his limbs feeling like noodles. As of right now, he can only blink and make small noises.
"Don't you look all pretty, Ben?" Hectre smiles. "Or shall I say, Obi-Wan?" Obi-Wan glares at him and Hectre laughs. "This is going to be a great night, Obi-Wan."
Obi-Wan shuts his eyes. He doesn't want what's going to happen. He doesn't want this.
"Open those eyes for me," Hectre says as he climbs onto the bed, on top of Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan doesn't listen, and in return, Hectre slaps him, hard, in the face. His eyes snap open, his eyes tearing up automatically from the slap. "Come on now, don't be like that, I'll make it nice for you too."
Hectre then starts to slowly take Obi-Wan's clothes off. After a few minutes, he's left naked on the bed, hand roaming over his chest and neck. Obi-Wan wills himself not to cry as his body is explored by the man.
"You look even more beautiful, more ravishing," Hectre says, lust in his eyes. Hectre smiles and then proceeds to take off his clothes, now leaving the both of them naked. "I almost forgot." Hectre then leaves the bed and grabs something out of the drawer first, it is then that Obi-Wan is in utter despair as he spots the bottle of lube in Hectre's hands. He then climbs back onto the bed and starts to kiss Obi-Wan's chest, making his way up to his lips as he roughly kisses him. Obi-Wan can feel a sharp sting as Hectre bites his lip, he then feels the familiar taste of blood on his tongue. Tears roll down his face as Hectre suffocates him with his kisses.
"Mhm, so beautiful." Hectre moans as he retreats, leaving Obi-Wan to gasp for air finally. Hectre then flips Obi-Wan over and spreads his legs.
"No, no, no, no, no." Obi-Wan gasp out, being able to finally mutter some words.
"Don't worry, love, I'll make it feel good," Hectre whispers in his eyes and then bites on his lobe. Causing Obi-Wan to gasp in pain.
Hectre chuckles and then grabs the lube, unscrewing it and putting some on his hand.
Obi-Wan feels cold fingers near his entrance and begins to softly cry as Hectre breaches him. Two fingers are in him and he feels horrible, his hole already in so much pain.
"Oh, you're so tight." Hectre then pauses and laughs. "Don't tell me this is your first time. How lucky am I?"
Obi-Wan cries harder at the humiliation and as he adds a third. Hectre going fast as he finger kriffs him, causing horrible pain for Obi-Wan.
The fingers leave after a few more thrusts and Obi-Wan knows it's not a relief. He knows what's coming next. He hears more lube being put on and then he feels the man's cock touching his hole. He cries out a string of no's and pleas, tears streaming down his face. However, his pleas aren't answered as the man thrust in at one time, causing Obi-Wan to scream. The man pulls out and then goes back in, agonizingly slow, making Obi-Wan sob harder and harder each time.
"Ah, this is, uh, this is amazing. Never had one so, mhm, so tight." The man grunts out as he kriffs Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan shuts his eyes and prays to the Force for this to be over, he just wants this to be over. He didn't want this, never did, even as a growing adult, he never did.
Hectre then fastens up his pace, roughly thrusting into Obi-Wan, occasionally making him scream or sob harder. His ass hurt so much, and all he could focus on was the pain. He just wanted this to be over.
Hectre goes faster and then stills, grunting as he comes. Obi-Wan cries as he feels the hot liquid in him. Shame and humiliation overcome his thoughts. Hectre pulls out of him and smacks his ass hard, causing Obi-Wan to yelp in surprise and pain. "Best hole I've ever had." He sticks all three fingers in it again, causing Obi-Wan to sob. "Still so tight." He adds a fourth one, making stars appear in Obi-Wan's vision from the pain. "I would love to fist you, darling. But I have to go now. I can't be caught." He then gets off the bed and returns a few seconds later with some bindings, and a gag. Obi-Wan shakes his head no but Hectre shakes his head.
"I can't have you escaping while I'm still planetside, darling," Hectre explains. "I almost forgot something." He turns away again and returns with a small black, leather collar. "There's a small wire in it, it's Force suppressive," Hectre states.
Obi-Wan cries as Hectre puts it on him, no longer was the Force muffled, but now it felt like it was gone. Hectre places the gag on his face and then securely and tightly places the cuffs on his arms and feet. He attaches a cord to the hooks of the cuffs and then securely ties it to the bed frame. Making Obi-Wan's body stretch out, his arms above his head and his feet secured together at the bottom.
"And just in case you manage to break out of those..." Hectre states as he blindfolds Obi-Wan and straps his naked chest to the bed. Obi-Wan shakes his head and cries at the feeling of being even more helpless.
Hectre get's off the bed and stares at the bound body of his victim. "Oh kriff, you look even hotter," Hectre says as he admires Obi-Wan. "Alright, one more kriff, and then I'm leaving." Obi-Wan shakes his head and cries as Hectre climbs on top of him again. He kisses him and licks the tears off of Obi-Wan face.
He doesn't finger him this time as he fucks roughly into him, chasing his pleasure quickly. Obi-Wan's screams are muffled as Hectre thrusts into him. He stills as he comes; he pulls out, and pink liquid leaks from Obi-Wan's hole. Blood and cum mixed.
He leans down and kisses Obi-Wan, causing him to flinch as he can't see what's going on. He tweaks his nipples and kisses him roughly on his neck and cheeks. He then bites his neck hard, drawing bled. Obi-Wan shouts behind the gag, and Hectre laughs. "I hope that will remind you of me every time you see the scar it will leave." He smacks his ass hard one more time before getting off the bed. He quickly dresses and looks at Obi-Wan's softly crying figure before he leaves.
His hair is drenched in sweat as it hangs over the blindfold, his lips swollen from the gag, and his face all swollen from the crying. His hips are already showing signs of bruising, his chest and neck are covered in bites, and his ass is red from the kriffing and smacking. Blood and cum pool on the sheets from his hole.
"I hope we can do this again sometime, darling. I hope to see you again later." Hectre states and leaves.
Obi-Wan is left in the room, in anguish and despair, until roughly two days later, the door is burst open by Anakin, who had looked for him everywhere and was getting desperate to find his former master.
Obi-Wan flinches awake and tries to curl away from the oncoming footsteps. Tears already begin to roll down his face. He can't do this anymore. He can't.
"Obi-Wan..." Anakin whispers. His heart is broken as he takes in the sight of his master. Anakin shakes with rage as he looks at Obi-Wan. There's nothing he wants to do more right now then chase down the guy who did this, but he can't, he has to help Obi-Wan and be there for him.
It's the least he could do.
Afterall, Obi-Wan wouldn't have been raped if Anakin hadn't forced him to go...