All right. You want an example of something I won't put up?
Of what to do?
Here's one... Unedited. For your edification.
It was sent to me by someone calling oneself
Ian who would like to call this story
The Dark Future. You can click on his name to give him
feedback on his fiction. (Say, does anyone else think this might have been
a prank? Because I find the alternative even scarier...)
-- Ide
The Emperor reclined on his throne staring down at Darth Vader. He recalled how Vader, then Anakin Skywalker, had looked at 18: golden hair, broad shoulders, ice-blue eyes. The memory of how he had seduced the padawan was delicious. He had gotten the youth's attention by asking him to testify before the Senate about the horrors of slaver -- and argued that if the Republic and the Jedi had more courage they would lead a war to abolish slavery throughout the galaxy. The naive youth's eyes filled with tears at the thought of his mother still in slavery, but Palpatine soon began to comfort the boy.
He had gotten Anakin into his bedroom on the flimsiest of pretexts. The boy really had been too naive for words! Then he said that he could see how Anakin had suffered at the hands of the cold Jedi with their puritanical code. Craving love and attention, Anakin had let Palpatine take off his boots; craving sex and a disciple, Palpatine had taken off the boys boots, rubbed his arches, and then after striping Anakin of his clothing, forced Anakin's knees to his shoulders and fucked him brutally. The combination of pleasure and pain, coupled with Palpatine's rhetoric about the Jedi's indifference to suffering, seduced Anakin. By the time he left that bedroom (and it was a long time) he had converted to the Dark-side of the force. More importantly he was treating Palpatine as his master -- and NOT in the Jedi sense.
Palpatine had been recalling with pleasure the sights and smells of his conquest the next day in the Senate, during a particularly long and tedious debate, when the news came to him. Anakin had "revealed himself" to his Jedi-Master Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan knowing the threat a dark-side Jedi would pose, and feeling bitchy that he hadn't been the one to take Anakin's virginity, had used his lightsaber to permanently cripple Anakin. His arms, legs, back, and face were brutally scorched. He could hardly move. When the ambulance came, the former Adonis was also so ugly that the paramedics could bearly stand to look at him.
Palpatine knowing of Anakin's power with the force had the best doctors and bioengineers rig up a complete set of prosthetics. He knew his disciples rage at being burned by the Jedi would give him the desire to kill every Jedi he set eyes upon. He also knew that the only way he could control the "vergence in the Force," as the Jedi liked to call him, was by continuing to shack up with the troll. Palpatine's fury reached new levels at the thought that his golden-blond boy-slave was now "more machine than man."
Still with his dark side powers of foresight, Palpatine thought of a way out. True, it was a long way out, but it would give him a blond boy-toy and revenge against that ridiculous Queen. Palpatine ordered Anakin to fulfill his lust for the Queen, saying, "Sith take what they want." Palpatine thought of the albino bitch biting her lip to produce that blood splotch on white look. Then he thought of the beautiful blond apprentice he would once again have -- he would just have the son take his father's place. In dismissing Anakin, he told him to start calling himself Vader (Dutch for father) as he would be fathering the new generation of Sith.
Vader's heavy breathing, really he sounded like a pervert making a crank call, brought the Emperor back to the present. "My son is being brought before you now," Vader said. "Yes," thought Palpatine, "another hunk for me to seduce." He turned and said, "Vader, Guards leave us." Vader hesitated a moment and then obeyed. "Bye Bye, Ugly" thought Palpatine.
Then the lift doors opened to reveal a gorgeous young blond man with the sweet smell of innocence and virginity about him. "I have waited a long time for this moment, young Skywalker," the Emperor gravely intoned. (He wanted to let the kid know that HE was the top.) "I'll never join you!" the brat replied. Forty years of pent up frustration lashed out of the Emperor. His force lightening dragged Luke towards him. As the boy flailed about, the Emperor probed at him with the lightening. The soft young flesh under his arms, the strongly muscled back, the slim hips, all brought orgasmic pleasure to Palpatine. Force-Fucks were better than the real thing! Luke was screaming pleasantly as his legs were forced apart and lightening played across his thighs.
"Now this," the Emperor remarked as he dragged the young blond onto his lap, "is worth fighting a war for!"