Star Wars: The Torture of Leia

Chapter 1: The Whereabouts of the Rebels
Princess Leia lay alone on her canvas bed in the cold prison cell. She knew exactly what her captors wanted to know
, but she was determined to keep the secret. She understood that revealing the location of the rebel base to the enemy would
lead to the rebels' annihilation. She knew that whatever trials she faced, she must remain silent and
keep the rebel secrets to herself.
Suddenly, the cell door opened, and Leia involuntarily sat up in bed. Two tall, strong, fully
armed guards stood before her.
"Please come with me, Your Highness," one of them said.
Leia knew resistance was futile, but she still protested, "I am a member of the Imperial Senate
. You have no right to treat me like this."
"Shut up, come with us!" the guard interrupted her and led her out of the cell.
Leia was led down a long corridor, into an elevator that descended to the heart of the Death Star—the interior of a planet she
had never been before. The uncertainty of the future made her tremble involuntarily. But she believed she
could endure any misfortune to come.
Finally, as the elevator doors slowly opened, they reached their destination. The eerie atmosphere around them
instilled fear in Leia; the layout was designed to create such a chilling
atmosphere for the prisoners, and their purpose had been achieved.
Two more guards stepped forward, replacing the previous two and leading Leia down a dark corridor
to a room at the end. As they walked down the corridor, Leia heard groans and
cries from all around, sending shivers down her spine. The door opened automatically as they reached the room, and Leia was
led inside.
The most feared figure in the galaxy, Sir Vidar, stood in the room. The room was brightly lit.
Leia saw a square table, several cabinets, and hooks hanging from the ceiling,
reminding her of the legendary Imperial torture chambers. She resolved to conquer them.
"What do you want, Sir Vida?"
Sir Vida's massive figure loomed over Leia in the lamplight, his voice deep and calm, chilling the entire
galaxy to the bone.
"You know very well what I want to know, Your Highness, the location of the rebel base."
"I know nothing about that. Take me away from here immediately!"
Sir Vida approached Leia, using a gloved hand to lift her chin, saying, "You will speak
, Your Highness, and the process of making you speak will be my most cherished memory. Please remove your clothes
!"
"No! I will not do it!" Leia gasped. "You must obey!" Sir Vida
ruthlessly interrupted her protest.
Two guards stepped forward and seized Leia's arms. Sir Vida slowly tore open her white outer
garment, simultaneously removing her boots and untying her hair. Finally, Princess Leia stood naked
before her interrogators.
Her figure was flawless—high breasts, long, straight legs, a flat stomach, rounded hips
, beautiful feet, and sensual toes. Leia stood defiantly before them, feeling a chill
run down her spine from the floor to her feet. Though they were shamelessly humiliating her, Leia was
determined not to kneel before them to maintain her noble dignity.
Ser Vida approached her again: “You will speak. Do you wish to speak now, or would you rather
suffer first? But I assure you, Your Highness, you will speak either way.” With
a mocking tone, Ser Vida’s gloved hands roamed over Leia’s body, fondling her
breasts, torso, buttocks, and even her vagina. Leia couldn’t help but let out humiliating gasps.
Two guards stepped forward, grabbed Leia’s arms, and skillfully hoisted her
onto hooks hanging from the ceiling, so that her toes barely touched the ground. Ser Vida then took a leather whip from the cupboard
—a terrifying-looking whip with nine forks at the end.
Ser Vida brandished the whip in front of Leia, which terrified her, though she tried her best
to conceal her fear. As a princess of the Empire, she had spent her life in comfort and ease
; no one had ever laid a finger on her. Therefore, although she was strong and unyielding, she didn't know if she could
endure torture.
Suddenly, Leia felt a burst of excruciating pain in her back, an unimaginable agony that made her
scream. She immediately resolved never to reveal her pain again. The whip struck
her back and buttocks again and again, leaving raised red welts on her back and buttocks.
The intense pain brought tears to Leia's eyes, but she forced back her tears, remaining silent, not wanting her
tears to give her enemy greater satisfaction. Sir Vidar was indeed a master of torture. He not only knew
how to torment his victims physically, but also how to mentally break them down. He would
abruptly stop the relentless lashing, leaving the naked girl hanging there to experience boundless terror in pain
. The somber, heavy breathing emanating from Sir Vidar's respirator intensified the terrifying atmosphere.
And just when Leia was most vulnerable, he would unleash another powerful lash. For Leia,
this torture felt like an eternity. Just when she thought it was over,
a sharp pain would strike her back. Although Leia remained silent most of the time, sometimes the pain was so
intense and sudden that she didn't even have time to suppress her cries.
Finally, the lashing temporarily stopped. Leia's naked body glistened with sweat, and she felt
a burning, stinging pain emanating from her back and buttocks. Sir Vida grabbed her long
hair from behind and turned her face to him.
"Well, Your Highness, is there anything you want to tell us? Or perhaps you'd like something
else?"
Leia turned and stared at Sir Vida, her eyes burning with hatred, continuing to stubbornly maintain her composure.
Remaining silent, Sir Vida chuckled and casually announced the continuation of the interrogation. This time, he chose a
nine-tailed whip with a knotted end; due to prolonged soaking in vinegar, each end had absorbed sufficient acetic
acid. Sir Vida brandished the whip and approached the helpless girl.
"Crack!" The merciless lashes once again pushed Leia to the brink of collapse. This time, the whip's ends
tore through her delicate skin, leaving red welts.
"Crack! Crack crack..." The rain of whipping caused Leia to writhe in agony. Although she
was determined not to reveal her pain to her enemies, to give them sadistic pleasure,
she felt she was about to break down. The relentless whipping had already torn her back and buttocks, the vinegar
causing unbearable pain. The whip fell indiscriminately on Leia's back, repeatedly
plunging her into a vortex of agony.
At Sir Vida's signal, the whipping temporarily ceased. Leia's back was now covered in crisscrossing
welts, and sweat streamed down her naked body.
"Your Highness, do you have anything to say now?"
Leia spat with all her might in Sir Vida's face. This made her torturers laugh
; they scorned Leia's pathetic and helpless provocation.
"Prepare the princess!" Sir Vida commanded.
Two guards stepped forward, lifted Leia's bare legs, and then spread them apart, securing them firmly
to two hooks hanging from the beam. Thus, Leia was suspended with her legs wide open, her
genitals completely exposed to her interrogators. Sir Vida picked up the whip and lashed
it forcefully against her genitals. Although Leia was determined never to yield, this merciless torture of her most delicate parts
caused her to scream in agony.
"Ah! Your Highness, you're finally showing some reaction! Do you have anything to say?"
"No! I won't tell you anything! Ah...ah..." Before Leia could finish speaking, Sir Vida
began lashing her genitals again. Leia writhed and twisted under Sir Vida's whip, desperately
trying to avoid it, even by the slightest margin, to avoid her tender genitals. But she had no
chance—Sir Vida's aim was so precise that soon, Leia fainted from the cruel beating
.
A bucket of cold salt water revived Leia.
“I must say, my dear Princess,” Sir Vida mocked, “I am
deeply disappointed in your ability to endure torture. If you faint from such ‘light’ lashes,
it is not a good sign for you to cope with the more severe punishments we have prepared for you in the future. You know, unless you are willing
to say something now, we will have no choice but to do so.”
Sweat streamed down Leia’s cheeks as she gave Sir Vida a contemptuous glance, which
was her reply.
In response to Leia’s refusal to cooperate, Sir Vida took a bottle with a tube attached to one end. He
spread Leia’s legs and inserted the tube into her anus. Leia couldn’t help but groan softly again.
Sir Vida squeezed the tube repeatedly, forcing the liquid in the bottle into Leia’s intestines. Almost simultaneously, Leia felt
a burning pain in her lower abdomen, and the unknown liquid in the bottle churned and spasmed within her body. Leia
groaned and writhed in pain as Sir Vida leaned down to admire her contorted face.
Leia struggled to suppress the urge to defecate before Sir Vida, but the burning
pain in her lower abdomen finally forced her to give in, expending her entire being.
A wave of relief washed over her, and she breathed a sigh of relief. But when she saw Sir Vida collect her excrement
into a bucket and bring it closer to her, her relaxed nerves tightened again.
Sir Vida nodded to a guard, who put on gloves and stepped forward, gripping Leia
's head tightly. Sir Vida began shoving excrement into her mouth, ordering her to swallow.
Leia tried to vomit, but the soldiers behind her immediately covered her
mouth with their hands, while Sir Vida continued to pound on her throat, forcing her to swallow.
Under their coercion, Leia ate every last drop of her own excrement in the bucket. If she vomited
, Sir Vida would collect it again and force her to eat it; if she clenched her teeth
and refused to eat, they would pinch her nose, forcing her to breathe through her mouth, and then stuff the excrement back into her mouth
. Several times, Leia vomited from the inhuman torture, and Sir Vida would put it back
into the poor girl's mouth. He acted like a patient caretaker until,
after several hours, Leia had "eaten" all her "food."
Sir Vida looked down at Leia again; her face and chest were covered in her own excrement, filthy.
"Your Highness, do you have anything to say now?" Sir Vida asked.
Despite the shameless humiliation and torture she had just endured, Princess Leia still managed to cast a defiant gaze at him with all her might
. Sir Vida let out another chilling laugh, then picked up another
bottle filled with liquid, a move that sent shivers down Leia's spine. Sir Vida then produced a long, thin
tube. The soldiers on either side grabbed Leia's legs tightly, and Sir Vida calmly inserted the tube
into Leia's urethra. He slowly drew the liquid from the bottle into Leia's bladder, squeezing gently
to avoid rupturing it.
Once he had done this, the poor girl was once again overwhelmed by the agonizing pain of a distended bladder.
Sir Vida clamped the tube in place and ordered Leia to be lowered and locked
in a small cage. The cage was just large enough for Leia to sit inside, her legs curled up. Her hands were bound behind her back, preventing her from removing the tube herself, so Leia had to 　　endure the endless torment of her swollen bladder
between acts of torture . 　　 Several hours later, they removed Leia's catheter, and she was once again forced to... (The sentence is incomplete and lacks context).

To urinate in front of the soldiers was undoubtedly another deliberate humiliation. Leia was allowed to wash herself clean, and then
locked in a cage again.
Leia sat cross-legged in the small cage, her legs still beautiful, her sexy feet and delicate toes
slightly curled. Although the lights were still on all around and there were occasional noises behind her, Leia was grateful that she
had withstood the current severe test. Now, she could finally allow her battered body to rest for a while
...
Chapter Two: The Unyielding Leia
Leia didn't know how long she had been in a deep sleep until the imperial soldiers approached, suddenly waking her. Although
the princess was naked and without a single piece of clothing, she still tried her best to maintain her noble dignity and
unyielding expression in front of the enemy.
Leia tried to resist slightly, but she was clearly no match for the two soldiers. Staggering and injured, Leia was
once again taken into the imperial interrogation room that had caused her so much pain. Sir Vida seemed to have been waiting there
for a long time.
The soldiers dragged Leia straight to the execution platform in the room and skillfully bound her naked body tightly to it.
They tied Leia's arms to her sides with leather straps, and two more wide straps pressed
her flawless white body tightly against the platform. Finally, two straps wrapped around her smooth ankles, rendering her
completely immobile.
Once everything was in place, the two soldiers stepped back slightly, looking down at Leia's impeccable body
. The princess on the platform continued her futile struggles, her fists clenched, her toes opening and closing,
trying to free herself from this terrible confinement. But the straps binding her body, arms, and ankles
were so firm, mercilessly shattering her illusions. Leia finally understood that the only thing she could do now
was to muster the willpower to endure the humiliation to come.
At that moment, a strange-looking machine was pushed out from a cabinet in the room, and Leia
watched in terror as it was pulled closer to her. This terrifying machine had multiple robotic arms, each
ending in a thick, gleaming steel needle under the light. Leia had
heard of it before, but she couldn't believe anyone could actually create such a bizarre and horrifying torture device.
Leia watched nervously as Sir Vida, needle in hand, approached her. He gently stroked her smooth
, rounded shoulder, skillfully finding the joints between her bones to strike. Leia instinctively
struggled again, trying to dodge the needle, but it was all in vain. She could only
watch helplessly as the needle, in excruciating pain, pierced her delicate skin, slowly penetrating her body.
Leia sobbed, instinctively shrinking towards the table, but the intense pain of the needle touching her nerves
still caused her body to involuntarily jerk upwards, convulsing uncontrollably in agony.
Under Leia's terrified gaze, Sir Vida plunged another steel needle into her other shoulder
socket, and pain once again engulfed Leia's entire body. Then, Sir Vida moved to Leia's legs.
Bound tightly by the leather straps, Leia's legs appeared even smoother and longer due to tension and fear. Under Sir Vida's gentle
caresses, Leia's breathing became rapid and tense. When the steel needle pierced her knee joint and touched the nerve
, the pain contorted Leia's face, and she groaned incessantly.
At this moment, Sir Vida leaned closer to her, and Leia involuntarily turned her head away in disgust. As Sir Vida's
deep voice rang in her ears, she could clearly feel his heavy breathing.
"My dearest princess, what you see is the most perfect torture device in the entire universe. It is a
machine specifically designed to inflict pain. It will stimulate your nerves, causing you to 'enjoy' extremely intense and
unparalleled pain. It will not cause any damage to your body, but this pain will last inside you
for a very long time. Well, do you have anything to tell us?"
Although fear made Leia tremble all over, it did not make her give up her determination to fight. She shook her head firmly
.
"Then, let's start with the lowest level!" With that, Sir Vida pressed
the button on the control panel and rotated it to the corresponding scale. The instrument next to her emitted a buzzing vibration.
To Leia's utter disbelief, a tidal wave of excruciating pain swept over her. Every muscle in her body
spasmed uncontrollably under the painful stimulation. Accompanied by painful groans and rapid breathing, Leia's tightly bound
body uncontrollably tensed upwards.
Leia struggled in agony, the passage of time meaningless to her; the pain
seemed to stretch on for eternity within her. As the instruments paused, she collapsed, utterly exhausted, back onto the torture platform, her body covered
in glistening sweat, panting heavily. Leia couldn't bear the torment she had just endured; she didn't know
how much longer she could withstand such agony.
In a daze, she vaguely heard Sir Vida's distant voice in her ear, "Increase the energy."
Leia let out a mournful cry, "No! No…" but she was quickly overwhelmed
by the onslaught of pain. Waves of agony she had never experienced before engulfed her body once more, the pain intermittent, each time Leia
thought the torture was over, a more intense wave of pain would pull her back into the abyss of suffering.
The torment continued endlessly; no matter how futilely Leia struggled and cried out, she could not escape the excruciating pain
.
Finally, the endless torture ceased. Leia, still writhing in pain, gasped for breath on the torture platform
.
Ser Vida leaned down again, pressing the naked, helpless princess for the location of the rebel base. Leia mustered all her
courage and strength, glaring hatefully at her enemy, and shook her head firmly once more. Though
naked and helpless, she could still fight back fiercely
, refusing to yield.
"Then I shall grant your wish, my noble princess," Ser Vida said mockingly, as he
produced more steel needles, piercing different parts of Leia's body. With groans, needles
pierced her thighs, armpits, and buttocks. Ser Vida then gripped Leia's ankles tightly, inserting a steel needle...
The needle pierced her wrist. Leia's slender, sexy feet struggled and writhed without explanation until
another instrument of torture was placed on them.
This instrument was clearly designed specifically for foot torture; it was shaped like a shoe sole, with two
steel needles at the bottom piercing the soles of Leia's feet. Sir Vida then deeply pierced ten tiny steel needles into
Leia's toenails, the pain causing her to let out another suppressed groan.
The pain in her toes made Leia unable to imagine the agony she would suffer after the instrument was activated; her
whole body trembled.
Her fears were soon confirmed. With the buzzing vibration of the instrument, a tidal wave of indescribable
pain surged through every inch of her skin, engulfing Leia's tender body from head to toe in
a vortex of agony. The unbearable pain finally caused Leia to scream and struggle desperately, but the
unimaginable agony continued to ravage her body. Leia felt as if she had entered a nightmare of hell.
Under Sir Vida's manipulation, this hellish torture would intermittently stop. Sir Vida would incessantly
caress Leia's naked, beautiful, flawless, soft, and mature body, and then the princess would
continue her futile struggle in a new round of horrific torture, letting out piercing screams and wails.
The cruel interrogation paused once again. Sir Vida leaned down beside Leia,
kneading the princess's high breasts with both hands and occasionally pinching Leia's pink, tender nipples hard, while
threatening again:
"Your Highness, will you now reveal the location of your comrades' base? If you continue
this pointless resistance, you will face even harsher punishments."
Leia silently turned her head to the other side. The long period of humiliation and torture had exhausted her;
this was the only way she could express her determination not to betray her comrades.
"Very well," Sir Vida sighed, "it seems I'll have to teach you a lesson!" When Leia saw
Sir Vida turn and pick up more needles, returning to her side, she couldn't help but sob.
Sir Vida tightly grasped one of Leia's full breasts and slowly inserted a needle
into it from one side. Then, he pierced the nipple with another needle.
The poor, helpless princess could only let out intermittent cries and wails. Soon,
two needles were also inserted into her other breast. Sir Vida then moved to the other end of the platform and began to shamelessly
fondle Leia's delicate lower body. Leia finally couldn't help but plead with him:
"No, no, God! Please... no, don't!..."
Amid Leia's pleas, needles were mercilessly pierced into the tender walls of her vagina, while another needle
was plunged into the most sensitive part of her clitoris. Leia gritted her teeth, enduring the electric
shocks and humiliation coursing through her body, silently vowing never to yield to the enemy.
The machine was activated again, the excruciating pain it inflicted on her most sensitive and delicate areas causing her
unbearable agony, pushing her to the brink of collapse and madness. All Leia could feel now
was the unbearable pain erupting from every part of her body; everything around her, including time
, ceased to exist. Every second felt like eternity to her. As the torture continued, Leia
was tightly bound to the platform, her naked, mature body arched, her limbs and entire body convulsing
and trembling incessantly. Finally, Leia received temporary relief, losing consciousness in the intense pain.
A bucket of cold water brought Leia back to the painful reality. Through her hazy vision, the princess saw Sir Vida
approaching her with several wires.
"Now, to make my question more convincing..." Sir Vida grinned maliciously, waving
the small metal clips at one end of the wires. He then clipped them one by one onto Leia's vaginal opening, her pink clitoris
, and her breasts. Sir Vida then carefully wound the wires around Leia's small, slender toes
, leaving the exposed copper wire resting on the soles of her bare, soft feet.
Sir Vida then gently flipped up the power switch beside him, and an
excruciating pain, even more intense than the agony Leia had just endured, immediately tore open the princess's already ravaged body. Under the combined
torment of these two tortures, Leia faced an unprecedented ordeal once again.
The pain from the vibrations of the steel needles in her body was already unbearable, and
the burning, stinging pain from the electric current on the nerve endings in her sensitive areas undoubtedly made Leia's situation even worse.
The strong princess struggled in unimaginable agony, screaming hoarsely. Her flawless
white body rose again and again from the torture platform, arching under the straps of leather, as if
desperately trying to release the pain inflicted by the torture.
The horrific torture stopped once more. Amidst her exhausted gasps, Leia vaguely
heard a familiar voice beside her: "How is she?"
The princess turned her head with difficulty—it was him, Leia's nemesis, General Lago. General Lago
spoke as he slowly approached Leia, his greedy, lewd eyes fixed on the princess's tightly bound
naked body, his gaze lingering on her alluring form.
Being naked under the gaze of an old man, her entire body exposed to her longtime nemesis,
was undoubtedly a humiliation far more unbearable than the physical torture she had just endured
.
General Ragnarok reached out and lightly touched Leia's smooth, slender soles and each small, rounded toe
. He then rubbed his fingers back and forth between the fleshy openings of Leia's lower body, while his other hand reached for the princess's high
breasts, kneading them vigorously and occasionally twisting the nipples with the steel needles inserted. The physical pain and
mental humiliation made the princess even more ashamed and desperate. Her breathing became rapid.
"Having a good time, my dear princess!" the general mocked.
Leia silently turned her face away, tears welling up in her eyes from the thugs' shameless abuse
.
At that very moment, the excruciating pain that drove her mad once again swept over her body. In her agonizing struggle
, Leia, through tear-filled eyes, saw General Lago's sinister grin before her. As usual, the torture continued
intermittently. Each time the instruments were activated, the piercing agony caused the princess's entire body to spasm uncontrollably,
groaning and crying out incessantly. During the brief intervals of torture, Leia would silently pray that it was the end of the day's torment
. But unfortunately, after General Lago shamelessly played with her full, firm body once more, a new
round of torment would begin. Unbelievable pain pierced through her body again and again, from her
ample breasts to every single toe, causing her to scream incessantly.
The resilient princess struggled helplessly on the execution platform. Despite enduring such prolonged inhuman
torture, she had not knelt before her enemies, not uttering a single word, only emitting heartbreaking
groans and cries, and of course, helpless sobs. This sight commanded the respect of even her enemies
, who were awestruck by her indomitable spirit. If we had the chance to remove Sir Vida
's mask at this moment, you would see the cold smile on his face. Sir Vida couldn't help but smile when he thought about continuing to
torture Leia. And General Ragnarok?
Yes, he was smiling too, for the same reason.
The instruments finally stopped, and Sir Vida returned to Leia's tightly bound body, this time
holding a long, thin steel needle. The princess stared wide-eyed at Sir Vida, her
body drenched in sweat as if she had been soaked in water. Ser Vidar moved to Leia's right side, firmly
grasping the princess's long, muscular thigh and roughly kneading her inner thigh. Leia weakly
tried to move her legs, but the leather straps bound them tightly to the table, rendering her completely immobile.
As Ser Vidar gripped Leia's right leg and began to pierce her inner thigh with a long needle, Leia
let out a series of long screams in extreme fear and pain. When the needle finally pierced her muscle and
touched her thigh bone, the excruciating pain abruptly stopped Leia's screams, replaced by her rapid, labored breathing
. Ser Vidar then slowly and carefully moved the long needle back and forth on Leia's thigh, causing the needle tip
to rub against the periosteum. This is figuratively called "scraping the bone" in torture, an extremely cruel and
excruciating method of interrogation.
Despite Leia's desperate efforts, she finally broke down and cried out again:
"...Ah...Ah! No...God...No!..."
The princess's pitiful cries filled every corner of the room. When her left leg suffered
the same torment, Leia's screams grew even more piercing. This time, the torturer
plunged a long needle deep into Leia's leg bone, and the princess's cries were heart-wrenching. General Lago, witnessing
this horrific scene, occasionally nodded slightly in approval of the torturer's cruelty.
Finally, the torture ended, and the long steel needle was pulled from Leia's thigh. However,
the needles embedded in other parts of the princess's body, even in the instrument that had brought her endless torment, remained
. Leia collapsed weakly on the torture table, her entire body covered in a layer of glistening, fine sweat
, gasping for breath. In the oppressive silence, two silent tears streamed down the princess's resolute
and beautiful face...
Leia stubbornly refused to kneel and beg for mercy from the enemy. In truth, she couldn't give up;
the safety of the entire rebel army demanded that she continue to endure all the humiliation and torture inflicted upon her by the enemy, though she had
no idea how to do so...
Just as Leia's naked body trembled and convulsed from the recent pain and heart-pounding fear
, General Rago and Sir Vida once again approached her, coldly staring at the princess's
pure and beautiful face. Sir Vida gripped Leia's long hair tightly with one hand, immobilizing her head
, then stuffed a round piece of rubber into her mouth, forcing it open in an "O" shape, unable to
close. Sir Vida then pressed Leia's head down firmly with both hands.
At the same time, General Rago brandished a dental drill in front of Leia, causing
fear to cloud the princess's already pained eyes, which immediately widened. Seeing Leia's tense reaction, the general couldn't
help but chuckle softly. He bent slightly and began drilling Leia's first tooth.
The poor princess clearly felt the drill pierce the root of her gum, bringing waves of unbelievable,
excruciating pain. The general then pulled a steel needle from the instrument and inserted it into
the hole Leia had drilled, stimulating her dental nerve. At this moment, the princess's wet, naked body was still covered with steel needles;
every sensitive, tender part of her mature genitals was connected to two electrodes…
Leia suddenly realized what was about to happen, a chill rising from the soles of her feet.
The restart of the instrument plunged Leia into the deepest depths of hell; the searing, piercing pain
roared and raged within her body, causing her to involuntarily use all her strength to violently lift her body off the torture platform, letting
out an uncontrollable, heartbreaking scream.
To prevent Leia from falling into a coma during the continuous torture, and to allow her to more clearly perceive the
torment inflicted upon her, Sir Vida periodically paused the machine to give her a brief respite
, then restarted it, deliberately increasing the intensity.
Leia was no longer able to describe the pain she was enduring. She involuntarily looked up at the general's
smiling face and Sir Vida's unchanging mask, her throat emitting continuous
screams. The excruciating pain had completely consumed her body; every inch of her petite and lovely skin was
screaming and struggling, only pausing briefly when the machine stopped. The excruciating pain had become
everything in her life; all she could feel was boundless agony, everything else had ceased to exist. Leia
was willing to do anything, anything to completely free herself from this endless torment; she simply
could not endure it any longer.
The rebels had learned of Leia's capture days earlier, and they should have known they had enough time
to evacuate their base. Under relentless torture, Leia finally had to abandon the beliefs she had held for two days
. She believed that if she revealed the secret the enemy wanted, they would stop. The princess decided to reveal
the location of the base to stop the general and Sir Vida from torturing her. She couldn't help but sob softly,
"God! Please make them stop!"
Finally, in her mental breakdown, the princess began to beg for mercy. The instruments stopped for a moment, but her head was immediately
held down again. The general picked up a dental drill and began drilling into another of Leia's teeth. The naked and helpless girl
immediately began to plead, "No, no, please stop... I'll tell you, I'll tell you
the location of the base..."
But the princess's pleas went unanswered. The general continued drilling into Leia's tooth without hesitation
. The girl's screams of pain and terror sounded like heavenly music to him.
He continued drilling into her teeth, enjoying the torment of the young girl. In extreme terror and pain, Leia
's fingers and toes clenched and unclenched incessantly; she desperately wanted this torture
and torment to end immediately.
Finally, the general and the others stopped. Leia lay on the torture platform, sobbing and crying:
"Please, please stop hitting me! Please stop! ...I'll tell
you everything...as long as you stop torturing me!"
"Very good, my princess," General Rago said with satisfaction. "
Where exactly is the rebel base?"
"On...on Dantu Star..." the princess whispered, the torture having completely destroyed her will
, leaving her devoid of her former resolve. "They were there when I was arrested, perhaps they've left now
, but they were definitely there before! ...Oh...no...no...please stop torturing
me!"
"Take her away," the general ordered with satisfaction.
The soldiers dragged Leia back to the cellar and gave her some clothes and shoes. Leia collapsed involuntarily to
the ground, two days of torture having completely broken her both physically and mentally. She didn't know
what would happen next; she thought she might be sentenced to exile or life imprisonment by the 'pseudo-court.' Leia
hoped her comrades had wisely evacuated the original base immediately after her arrest. But in any case,
the excruciating torture was finally over, and all she wanted now was a good night's sleep. In fact, the poor
girl didn't realize that her torture was far from over; to be precise, this was only
the beginning of her nightmare.
Chapter Three: The Empire's Judgment
Leia, still aching all over, fell into a deep sleep in her cell. Several hours later, two Imperial soldiers
entered and ordered Leia to leave the cell with them. The two soldiers tightly bound the princess from both sides, leading
her down a long corridor and into a small, brightly lit room.
As soon as Leia entered the room, she found General Rago and Sir Vida already waiting there.
At this moment, the two soldiers who had been ordered to escort Leia walked behind the princess, tied her hands behind her back, and
gagged her tightly. Then the soldiers returned to Leia's sides, firmly grasping her arms as they stood
before the general and Sir Vida.
The princess, dressed in prison clothes, had recovered her usual composure and fortitude after a night's rest in her cell.
However, when she once again faced these two nemesis who had subjected her to days of inhuman humiliation and torture
to force her into submission, causing her unbearable pain, a hint of fear involuntarily flickered in her eyes
.
General Lago slowly stepped forward, standing firmly in front of Leia. He then opened
the folder in his hand and solemnly proclaimed in a slow, monotonous tone, "The Imperial Court deeply
regrets that Your Highness has still refused to reveal the location of the rebel base..."
Hearing this, Leia's eyes widened in confusion. She desperately wanted to say something, but her mouth
was stuffed full, and she could only utter indistinct whimpers.
"Due to Your Highness's prolonged resistance and insistence on not cooperating with the Imperial military, we will have to
use more drastic methods of torture to extract your confession in the future, in front of these witnesses..."
The general paused, glancing at Sir Vida and the two soldiers in the room, then continued reading: "I now sign Imperial Decree No. 123-8, authorizing the use of 　　mutilation as punishment
on prisoners during interrogation ." 　　 Leia's eyes were wide open, her shock and fear preventing her from blinking. Her 　　legs felt weak and aching, as if they could no longer support her petite frame. The two soldiers beside her 　　lifted her up from under their arms. Sir Vida stepped forward and took Leia from the soldiers, 　　firmly grasping the princess's shoulders with his strong, gloved hands. 　　 Leia saw General Ragoo signing the 　　document that would undoubtedly bring her an even more tragic fate, and all she could do was let out low, desperate sobs from her tightly gagged mouth 　　. Because the princess knew perfectly well that this document would not only allow her enemies to ravage her body at will 　　, but also that if a prisoner died from excessive torture, the interrogators would bear no responsibility. 　　 The princess's mind went blank. She struggled to concentrate, trying to understand how all this had happened 　　. She saw General Rago turn to a soldier, ordering him to hand over the newly signed document to the Imperial Archives 　　for safekeeping, instructing the soldier: 　　 "After you've dealt with this document, go check on 　　the preparations for the mission to Dantu Star that I ordered earlier. Make sure to reiterate to them that the fleet sent must be fully armed. Although 　　we are almost certain there will be nothing there, it's better to be prepared. Rebels could appear at any time 　　!" 　　 Hearing this, Leia couldn't help but burst into tears. Everything was clear. General Rago and Sir Vida were 　　staging a pre-planned "show," concealing the fact that the princess had already confessed, so that they could...

They continued to torture her, not to extract more confessions, but merely to vent
their desire to torment a beautiful young girl.
Meanwhile, they dispatched a powerful Imperial interstellar fleet to Dantu to scout and
destroy the "encounter" rebels. Thinking of this, Leia couldn't help but shed sorrowful tears.
The soldiers who had been ordered left the room, and Sir Vida stepped forward, tearing apart Leia's loose, thin prison clothes, then
removing something from her mouth that rendered her speechless. The beautiful, proud princess
stood naked before her enemies once more.
"You...you bastards!" the naked princess cursed angrily in a low voice, "Shameless bastards
!" General Rago and Sir Vida couldn't help but exchange a knowing smile.
"Ah! My dear princess," the general said, his face beaming with barely concealed excitement, "you know,
entertaining you is always a delightful pleasure!" As he spoke, he walked up to Leia,
smiling as he looked down at her breathtakingly beautiful face. Leia struggled to hide her fear
, her gaze fixed resolutely on her mortal enemy.
The general stepped forward, his shoe sinking into Leia's bare, smooth instep, then
he ground his toes into hers. A flicker of pain crossed the princess's large eyes, but she only
let out a soft groan. The general reveled in the immense satisfaction that Leia's suffering brought him,
a cruel and venomous smile playing on his lips. He turned to Sir Vida and said,
"Well then, Sir Vida, now that we have the Imperial decree, let us begin
!"
"As you wish! My dear General!" Sir Vida bowed slightly, then slowly approached
Princess Leia…
Leia was once again naked and bound to the torture table in the Imperial interrogation room, but this time her legs
were spread wide apart, two leather straps piercing her smooth ankles, rendering her immobile. This position
exposed her most precious and delicate parts completely to the two devils, General Ragaud and Sir Vida.
Through her slightly parted labia, the pink flesh was faintly visible.
Sir Vida, holding a rounded wooden stick, came to the princess's side. He gently rubbed the rounded end of the stick
against Leia's cheeks. His movements were so gentle, yet the princess could still clearly feel the
extremely rough rounded end of the stick. She examined the stick closely and discovered that the rounded end was covered with a layer of coarse
sandpaper. Sir Vida relentlessly rubbed and polished the princess's body with a wooden stick,
causing Leia to tremble uncontrollably with a nameless fear.
Every now and then, Sir Vida would suddenly use the rounded end of a sandpaper-wrapped stick
to rub forcefully against any part of Leia's smooth, delicate skin, causing the unsuspecting princess to scream in pain
.
Facing her inescapable fate, Leia kept wondering
where Sir Vida would choose to strike her next. Finally, Sir Vida came to the foot of the execution platform, facing Leia's naked lower
body. Tension and fear made every part of the princess tremble, but she had already resolved not to
beg for mercy from her enemies again. No! Leia's strong personality would not allow her to kneel before these two tormentors and deceivers once more
.
Therefore, when she felt the rough tip of the stick teasingly touch her soft pubic hair, she couldn't help but
turn her head to the other side of the torture platform in immense shame and desolate helplessness. The stick continued to slowly extend towards Leia
's lower body; she could already feel the rough sandpaper rubbing against her labia. Tension made the princess's breathing quicken
, and two silent tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes, slowly rolling down her cheeks. Leia had gathered
all her strength, preparing to face the terrible torture that was about to come.
Nevertheless, when Sir Vida used all his strength to forcefully insert the stick with the coarse sandpaper into Leia's tender
vagina, rotate it, and then pull it out without stopping, Leia was still overwhelmed
by the unbearable tearing pain from her lower body. Perhaps to release the burning pain within her body, Leia
let out a howl from deep within her throat.
As Leia remained immersed in the burning pain emanating from her vagina, she vaguely felt Sir Vida's
gloved hands gripping her inner thighs and forcefully pulling her buttocks apart
. Suddenly, Sir Vida thrust the rod, twisting it, into the princess's anus. Due to
the enema Leia had endured two days prior (see Chapter 1 of the translation), her anus was still unusually dry, undoubtedly
causing even greater pain when the rough rod entered.
The general and Sir Vida stepped back slightly, smiling as they quietly watched
Leia convulse and writhe on the torture platform, crying and groaning in excruciating pain.
After a long while, Leia gradually calmed down from the immense physical and mental anguish brought on by the torture
. Then, she felt the upper part of the torture platform slowly rise, gradually changing her from a lying position to a reclining
position.
On the platform, her upper body and chest remained firmly secured to the raised surface by leather straps. Sir Vida
held a short, thin rope with two small but extremely sharp iron hooks at either end.
Standing beside Leia, he roughly kneaded one of the girl's full breasts, then plunged the hook into
her nipple. The hook slowly pierced deep into her breast, the sharp
point protruding from beneath her pink nipple. Leia's beautiful face contorted in pain
. Sir Vida wrapped the rope around Leia's slender, smooth neck and forcefully pressed her head downwards.
At this moment, the general stepped forward, supporting Leia's head with both hands to prevent her from tilting it back. Sir Vida
then did the same with the other end of the rope, hooking it onto Leia's other breast. Once the two iron
hooks were deeply embedded in the princess's nipples, the general immediately grabbed Leia's hair and forcefully
pulled her head back to its original position, pressing the back of her head against the table. The short, thin rope pulled upwards from Leia's two
full breasts, hanging them with their nipples pointing upwards on her chest.
This cruel method undoubtedly inflicted immense and prolonged mental and physical pain on Leia;
its effects were so evident that the princess's subsequent cries were the best proof.
However, for General Ragnarok, being fortunate enough to witness Leia's torture firsthand, standing before the princess and
witnessing the naked girl he had long coveted being brutally violated and tormented, was undoubtedly a satisfying and
cherished memory.
The general stared intently at Leia's face, which was covered in pain, a
slight smile involuntarily appearing on his lips.
As the general continued to pull on the short rope hanging from Leia's breasts to increase the princess's suffering,
Sir Vida picked up a thick whip and lashed it mercilessly across Leia's flat stomach and other
parts of her body, including her long thighs and smooth soles. Of course, Sir Vida also spared the princess's
ravaged, bloodied lower body and the deformed lower parts of her breasts. The inhuman humiliation
and torture finally brought Leia temporary relief, and she once again fell into a coma.
Since this was only the beginning of the torture plan devised for Leia by the General and Ser Vida, they did not want
the princess to die like this, so they decided to end the day's torture there.
General Ragow and Ser Vida pulled the iron hooks from Leia's swollen and deformed breasts, untied
the straps running through her body, wrists, and ankles, lowered her from the torture platform, and stuffed her back into the low, cramped
cage.
After an unknown amount of time, Leia slowly awoke in the cage. Undoubtedly, the first thing she felt was
the aching pain in every part of her body from the torture. Now, the princess clearly understood
what General Ragow and Ser Vida wanted to do to her; they wanted to torment her in this endless, inhuman torture
, vent their lust, and ultimately make her disappear into this Imperial torture chamber.
Leia realized that perhaps the only chance to escape this tragic fate lay with the two
soldiers present. General Ragnar and Sir Vida's lies were entirely based on their claim of refusing to confess, and
the two soldiers present were the best witnesses. Leia decided to
tell the soldiers everything when they came to interrogate her the next day; they might believe her. In fact, if all went well, she
could even turn them against her and add fresh blood to the rebel army! With this faint glimmer of faith and hope,
the princess curled her wounded, naked body into a ball, trying to put aside the unbearable
pain in her body and mind, and gradually drifted off to sleep...
Chapter Four: The General's Pleasure
The sound of the soldiers breaking into the cell at dawn once again awoke Princess Leia from her dream. Leia had been
looking forward to this moment all night. She knelt at the feet of the two soldiers, pleading urgently in a low voice:
"Please listen to me! Sir Vida and General Ragow are devils! They will ultimately destroy you
! They are arrogant, audacious, and utterly evil. They have violated all known
laws in the universe. I have already confessed; they forged the Imperial Judgment, a blatant
lie. If you stand by my side and help me expose their colossal lie, I will
make you heroes!..."
Just as Leia was stammering and pleading with the unresponsive soldiers, a sinister, deep voice
sounded beside her:
"Good morning, dear Princess!"
Leia felt as if her blood had frozen, and her heart sank.
She slowly raised her head, numb. Sir Vida's terrifyingly large figure enveloped
every corner of the small cell. The two soldiers then bent down, pulled the princess up from either side, and placed her
before Sir Vida. Sir Vida gently pinched Leia's chin, shaking it violently from side to side, while mocking,
"I must admit, Princess, you are very clever, but unfortunately, your cleverness is of no use to you right now
. Do you really think you can use your silver tongue to make these soldiers betray their emperor
? Do you really think I would be foolish enough to send soldiers who are not loyal to the empire in the slightest to guard and interrogate
you? Silly girl, I advise you to accept your fate!"
With that, Sir Vida waved slightly to the soldiers, and two expressionless soldiers immediately dragged Leia
back down the long corridor, mercilessly throwing the naked princess into the torture chamber.
As always, the naked Leia was uninterruptedly strapped to the torture table in the center of the torture chamber
, six leather straps still piercing through her chest, abdomen, wrists, and ankles, rendering her unable to move an inch on the table
. Sir Vidar, who followed closely behind, calmly approached Leia with a red-hot branding iron.
This caused the princess to gasp. Leia closed her eyes tightly, her face contorted with misery and pity,
desperately holding her breath in preparation for the impending ordeal.
Sir Vidar pressed the iron forcefully against Leia's chest and ribs. A plume of smoke
rose from beside her with a hissing sound and a pungent, acrid smell. Leia's exposed, mature body convulsed uncontrollably
, and her screams of pain filled the room once more. Knowing it would be futile, the princess struggled and
writhed.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop Sir Vidar from slowly and calmly
brutalizing her delicate skin with the iron. He started from Leia's armpits, moving down to
her inner thighs, and then to her arms. Leia cried and struggled incessantly, trying to escape the searing heat
of the branding irons radiating from her body, but all her efforts were futile against the tight straps binding her.
Ser Vida gradually began to target the girl's most sensitive areas—the princess's flawless white breasts and
her slightly trembling, high breasts became his primary targets. Finally, Ser Vida plunged the branding iron into Leia's
still red, swollen, and stinging lower body, which had just been brutally violated.
The excruciating pain caused Leia to involuntarily shake her head from side to side, her long, reddish-brown hair swaying wildly. Tears
mixed with sweat smeared her beautiful face, and her high-pitched screams became her way of venting her frustration on her breasts and lower body.
The only way to inflict unimaginable pain on these female organs.
Just as Leia was struggling under the scorching branding iron, General Ragow slowly strolled from the dark corner of the room
towards the princess. Leia's mature and beautiful naked body was laid out on the execution platform, her curves fully displayed. The branding she had just endured left her panting
heavily, occasionally letting out low moans. Her entire body was soaked in sweat, and
patches of red, swollen burns glistened under the light on her wet skin.
Witnessing this tragically beautiful scene, a greedy lust flashed in the general's eyes.
Leia, on the execution platform, also noticed the general's greedy gaze, and she couldn't help but let out a helpless whimper.
The princess knew perfectly well that she had no choice but to endure all the humiliation and torment inflicted upon her
until her body could bear no more…
The general beckoned to Sir Vida, who was busy selecting torture instruments, to come aside. It was obvious that
these horrific instruments would soon drag the poor, helpless princess back into an even deeper hell.
The general, his eyes darting around, whispered to Sir Vida, “I intend to indulge myself in
this still beautiful body immediately. I can no longer suppress my burgeoning desire. What do you think,
Sir Vida?”
“You will have your wish immediately!” Sir Vida replied without hesitation. “In fact, I have already
prepared the ‘pleasure’ you have long awaited! My dear General!”
“Excellent, Sir Vida!”
The general’s excitement was palpable. As the general impatiently lowered Leia from the torture platform,
Sir Vida grabbed the princess firmly from behind, causing the already weakened and helpless Leia to completely
give up resistance.
The general and Sir Vida effortlessly dragged the limp Leia to another table. They made
the princess lie face down on the table, then tightly
bound her hands to the table legs at the wrists. This way, the girl's upper body was pressed against the table, her long, straight legs against the table
's back legs, while her lower body, ravaged by two days of torture, was raised high and
thrust backward.
Once they had everything "ready" for Leia, the general impatiently removed his trousers.
His erect penis, clearly already impatient, stood erect, a stark contrast to the aged
, sagging skin of the rest of his body, utterly incongruous with his age. Under normal circumstances
, the general's utterly shameless act would surely have drawn ridicule and curses from the princess. But in this situation
, Leia, naked and tightly bound, was speechless with fear and tension, only able to
await the enemy's shameless ravaging of her with her tense breaths.
The general walked behind Leia, grabbed her long red hair, and forcefully turned her head towards him. He
stared intently at Leia's beautiful face, a cruel smile revealing his lust. The general's monstrous, twisted
face was something Leia could not even imagine in her most terrifying nightmares.
For some reason, Leia now felt that Sir Vida's unchanging mask was not so chilling
; after all, it completely concealed Sir Vida's true face. At this moment, Leia felt
the general forcefully spread her buttocks, then press his thick penis against her anus, and violently
push her small body forward repeatedly.
Realizing what was about to happen, Leia couldn't help but moan softly,
"Oh! No, please don't... no! No!..."
Just then, the general suddenly thrust forward forcefully, his thick, hard penis immediately piercing deep
into Leia's ravaged, already mangled anus. The excruciating tearing pain inside her anus and
the shame that made the princess want to disappear caused Leia's eyes to widen involuntarily. Her intermittent moans suddenly stopped, replaced by
a heart-wrenching scream from the deepest part of the princess's heart.
The general's lower body was now pressed tightly against Leia's buttocks from behind, his penis deeply buried
in the princess's brutally torn anus. Overwhelmed with excitement and agitation, the general breathed
heavily. He looked up at Sir Vida and commanded loudly,
"May I begin, Sir Vida?"
Leia instinctively glanced at
Sir Vida, who stood across the table, coldly watching the general unleash his lust upon her in the most brutal way.
To Leia's surprise, Sir Vida was now standing before her, his
gloved hands gripping a small hammer in one hand and a long, thin
iron nail in the other.
Sir Vida coldly moved to Leia's right hand. The princess's hands were firmly bound
to the table with two leather straps, backs facing upwards. Beads of sweat glistened on her fair, delicate skin, and her pale, slender fingers
gripped the surface tightly. Sir Vida aimed the nail at the tip of Leia's right middle finger and forcefully swung the hammer downwards
. In just two blows, the sharp nail pierced through the princess's fingertip and embedded itself in the table.
"Ah...ahhh!..." The excruciating pain from the nails piercing her fingernails and tiny finger bones
caused Leia to scream again. Even more unbearable for Leia was
the brutal abuse she was experiencing from behind by General Lago. His large penis thrust wildly inside her anus, causing
blood to gush from her already torn opening.
General Lago, panting heavily from the intense activity, now appeared almost insane. In his excitement, he reached out and
grabbed at Leia's naked body, kneading her
swollen and deformed breasts, which had been ravaged for days.
In his frenzied brutality, the general forcefully turned Leia's contorted face towards him,
savoring the princess's agonizing expression and the immense pleasure it brought him
. He leaned forward, greedily licking away the tears and cold sweat from Leia's face.
"Sir Vida, keep going, keep nailing!"
the general shouted as he assaulted Leia.
Sir Vidar responded immediately, picking up another nail and driving it into Leia's
ring finger.
Leia screamed incessantly, the princess's cries fueling the general behind her. He gazed at
the girl beneath him, savoring the unparalleled pleasure of tormenting and ravaging Leia like a fine wine.
In his ecstasy, the general frantically kissed the princess's dry, cracked lips.
Sir Vidar began driving in the third nail, this time targeting Leia's index finger. The nail pierced
beneath the nail, embedding itself deep into the finger bone. Simultaneously, the general thrust forward with all his might
, his penis penetrating Leia's rectum.
The princess's screams abruptly ceased, Leia's body stiffening—she finally succumbed to the unbearable pain and fell into
a coma.
"You filthy bitch, what's wrong with you?! Wake up, wake up!" The general grabbed Leia's long red
hair, pulled up the princess's limp head, and shook her wildly from side to side until Leia
gradually awoke in pain.
"Listen, my dear princess, you'd better hold on!" The general whispered
mockingly in Leia's ear, his face pressed against her tear-streaked cheek. "Now, Sir Vida, please continue!" With
that, the general continued to thrust relentlessly into the princess's anus while using his hands to fondle the
various 'sensitive' parts of Leia's body that were already unrecognizable.
Sir Vida, of course, did not stop either. He drove two more iron nails into the girl's fingers,
piercing Leia's index and ring fingers, which were firmly nailed to the table. Leia
whimpered and howled in inhuman agony . Finally, as the last nail pierced her finger and embedded itself in the bone,
General Rago, behind the princess, reached the peak of his ecstasy. With a roaring, bull-like gasp, he ejaculated profusely
into the princess's now bloodied anus. Exhausted,
General Rago slowly rose from Leia's smooth, round buttocks, gazing at
the naked princess, who had just given him such immense pleasure, now fixed to the table. The general
hesitated for a moment, then waved to Sir Vida, who stood opposite him.
At the general's command, Sir Vida bent down without hesitation, took a specially made large pair
of scissors, and cut off Leia's index finger, which was nailed to the table, at the base.
In a single stroke, the sharp blade severed the princess's slender finger at the base. A gushing stream of bright red blood
spurted from the severed finger. Caught off guard, Leia let out a heart-wrenching scream. Ser Vida grabbed
a red-hot branding iron that had been prepared beforehand and pressed it forcefully against the princess's wound. The scorching metal hissed and sizzled upon
contact with Leia's wound, but Leia was
no longer feeling the pain inflicted by Tang Shang.
The high temperature quickly stopped the bleeding.
Then, Ser Vida began to work on the princess's ring finger. This time, Sir Vidar didn't
cut Leia's finger off immediately. Instead, he became extremely patient. First, Sir Vidar carefully used sharp
scissors to gently cut open Leia's delicate skin from below her finger. Then, he carefully and slowly peeled
the skin off her ring finger, bit by bit, towards the fingertip, until the entire finger was peeled off, revealing the
finger bone beneath.
Sir Vidar worked with such meticulous care, completely ignoring the princess's increasingly
heart-wrenching screams, which were almost unbearable, as she lay prostrate on the table.
In fact, they were "enjoying" Leia's already hoarse voice, as if listening to a
concert. After the princess's finger was completely peeled off, Sir Vidar picked up the scissors again and
began the second "procedure": he calmly and methodically "trimmed" Leia's ring finger, which now had its finger bone completely exposed
, his indifference as if he were cutting a piece of wood into sections.
He started from the last joint of her finger, then cut upwards from the first joint. Because
the nail that had been driven directly into her fingertip was deeply embedded in the bone, Leia's two severed finger fragments still appeared
to be connected to her hand and were secured to the table by two other nails.
Once everything was ready, Sir Vida put down the scissors, walked behind Leia, and grabbed the princess
's right wrist tightly with both hands, pulling it backwards with all his might… Amidst Leia's long
, wolf-like howl of madness, the princess's right hand—along with the nail still deeply embedded in her ring finger—
was finally 'liberated' from the table.
Her index and ring fingers were completely gone, and the tip of her slender middle
finger had been torn in two by the nail still deeply embedded in the table, and blood immediately
gushed from several wounds.
Sir Vida, satisfied, held Leia's right hand up to the princess so she could also "admire" his "masterpiece." Seeing her bloodied, mangled right hand, Leia 　　screamed intermittently in
unbearable terror and grief. She finally realized that in the beastly 　　torture she had just endured, she had lost her once delicate, boneless, and beautiful right hand! Amid Leia's screams, 　　Sir Vida skillfully "treated" the princess's wounds with a branding iron. Then, he untied Leia's 　　left hand, still bound to the table. 　　 Leia was finally free. Her body slowly slid off the table, collapsing limply 　　to the floor. The pain from her wounds caused her to convulse, uttering muffled groans 　　. 　　 General Ragnar knelt down, grabbed the princess's long brown hair, and forcefully turned her face, which had been bent over, back towards the ground 　　. 　　 The general stared at Leia's beautiful face, at her expression of unbearable pain, a cold, mocking 　　smile playing on his lips. "Thank you, my dear princess!" he whispered. "You've given me 　　unparalleled pleasure. Of course, we'll 'entertain' you even better from now on, and you'll probably enjoy it 　　for a long time to come!" 　　 With that, he released the general's hand, leaving Leia prostrate on the floor, and turned and strode 　　away with Sir Vida.

Alone in silence and agony, the princess shuddered at the thought of the torment to come
, until two soldiers entered the torture chamber and dragged the weakened Leia, too weak to walk, back
into her cage
…

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