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It was a long day following orders as usual. The emperor had given a lot of responsibilities to Darth Vader that day and it was a lot of walking and flying and being followed by stormtroopers. Honestly, the best part of the job was always scaring lesser beings and choking out disagreeable leaders. It felt good to have power.
It was getting later into the evening now though and Vader had been in his suit for long enough. Not that he could ever truly leave it anyway. The emperor had created his suit, and trusting that man was something Vader had no other choice but to do. His suit had no way of opening to allow him to relieve himself.
He hasn't urinated or defecated by himself in years. It was a humiliating ritual he was forced to go through. Another reminder of how much he needed the emperor and the people the emperor employs.
The stormtroopers approached Vader first. One walked up to the powerful Sith and simply said “Lord Vader. It's time we relieve you of your body fluids.”
It was so clinically spoken and somehow that made it feel worse when they walked around the corner of the ship's hallway to find an empty room. Vader's breathing mechanism was noisy in the enclosed space, and he really hoped no one else would hear through the door and come in looking for him.
Vader laid himself back onto a table in the middle of the room and tilted his head as far up as he could. He didn't want to watch as the stormtrooper began undoing his suit. Clasps and buckles and everything were meticulously undone. His belt was pulled away and his codpiece and pants were moved. His body had so much robotics internally, even trying to avoid eye contact with it, Vader could see the pieces of metal poking from his abdomen.
The trooper spread Vader's thighs apart, his gloved hands creating a stinging numb feeling as they touched Vader's deeply scarred skin. The trooper was lingering, looking for too long.
“Continue! Do not stare at me!” Vader snapped.
The trooper quickly backed up and pulled the necessary supplies off his person. He was prepared for this task, and for some reason that made Vader feel even more humiliated. His stormtrooper had been following him around all day with the knowledge and intentions to… well, to watch Vader piss and shit himself in front of him.
There first was a metal clip on his groin, the trooper unclasped it and gently aligned a flattened container against the area. Thick tubing about a few inches deep was felt sending a small shock through Vader's body and immediately his bladder was tightening and urine was pouring from the clip.
Vader glanced down as the rush of liquid was so noisy and the clip's electric shocks continued to get more and more painful the longer it went on. The trooper was watching the container inflate with Vader's piss and seemed to want to touch him with his other hand. Vader didn't scold him yet, but the second hand hovering over his thigh was unwelcome.
Finally Vader's bladder ran empty and the shocks from the clip felt like burning now. The trooper seemed to be unaware of how painful Vader's suit was, taking his time in sealing the first container tightly before closing the clip to his Lord's bladder.
Vader sighed. He missed having a penis. What was left after the accident was nothing more than a burnt mound, the clip was installed beneath. Where his testicles used to be. He could see the remnants of his mutilated genitals as the trooper readjusted Vader's body further.
Vader tilted his head back again, wanting to keep his vision off the trooper as much as possible for this next part especially.
There was a little switch noise on his mechanics this time before the trooper unclipped it. Pressing a fresh container to Vader's anus. Immediately a pouring of filth. Vader grunted, the clip sending a deep shock again, forcing his body into contraction like spasms. He could hear with each pulse, more of the shit and filth filled the container.
Vader felt humiliated before he felt relief. Even with needing this assistance every day, the relief of being empty gave no real comfort. With his body burnt and needing this machinery it was still so degrading. Absolutely no control over himself. It was like a nightmare.
The trooper's other hand finally did gently rest down onto Vader's leg. Applying a bit of pressure and widening the Sith's legs. Vader looked down quickly to the trooper.
“What are you doing?!” Vader snapped. The trooper pulled his hand away quickly and looked down like he was ashamed. Vader grunted again as the last of his shit was forced from his body. He shivered and was watching the trooper closely now.
There was a few more seconds of Vader's breathing and his clenching anus. Finally it seemed to come to an end. The trooper pulled the container away and sealed it. Vader felt another wave of shock, and internally he was scared he may have shit on the table without even wanting to. The trooper returned and was taking out sanitary wipes. He cleaned over Vader's clip around his anus before clipping it shut. The trooper then took another wipe and gave a cleaning pass over Vader's other urinary clip and burnt penis.
Vader clenched his jaw but didn't say anything more as the trooper began to redress him. The Sith Lord was put back into his clothes and returned to looking how he always did. Darth Vader stood up and looked down at the stormtrooper closely.
There was a serious moment of consideration to kill this soldier for daring to touch him unprompted. He was lucky Vader simply turned and left the room instead.