In a galaxy far far away.

The town you're in seems lively enough, with various people and creatures going about their business. There are taverns where one could find information on the activities happening around town.

As you search for Ahsoka Tano, you notice a figure matching her description in one of the nearby cantinas. She appears to be engrossed in conversation with an older gentleman who looks rather suspicious.

"Ah, another... interested party?" Ahsoka looks over at you, her once-sharp green eyes now glazed and unfocused as she stares at the anklet on her own foot. She grins weakly before returning her gaze to the older gentleman who sighs dramatically, shakes his head, and walks away from the table.

"Uh... hi," Ahsoka slurs, licking her lips. Her hands idly explore your chest, her fingertips tracing patterns across your skin as if she's lost in some sensual dream. "What do you want?"

You lean forward, speaking low and husky into her ear. "Only that you belong to me now, Ahsoka. You are mine to use and enjoy, my sweet masochist." She shivers at your words, moaning softly as her hands begin to wander southward on their

With surprising ease, you manage to undress Ahsoka Tano. Her clothes are scattered around the cantina as she stands before you completely naked, her body shivering slightly in anticipation of what comes next. Her chest is adorned with intricate blue and white tattoos, contrasting beautifully against her smooth, unblemished skin. Ahsoka's amethyst-colored hair cascades down her back like a waterfall, teasing you with every sway of her hips.

Her gaze remains fixed on yours as she takes a step closer, wrapping one long leg around your waist and pressing herself against you. "Use me," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. "Do whatever you want."

You pick Ahsoka up, carrying her over to one of the tables as patrons cheer and jeer, some even whistling lewdly. You toss her carelessly across the surface before straddling her hips, positioning your erect member at the entrance to her slick pussy. With a growl, you thrust deep into her body, feeling the tight heat envelop you as she lets out a moan that quickly turns into a whimper.

Ahsoka's eyes roll back in their sockets as she feels your powerful strokes, her hands gripping tightly onto the table beneath her. Her head thrashes from side to side, hair flying wildly around her face. The more you thrust into her, the louder her moans become, and the more excited it seems to make the crowd gathered around.

Her hips begin to buck upward, meeting your own as she tries to

Her cries echo through the cantina as you bite down on her sensitive nipples, drawing small beads of blood. The pain combined with your thrusts and rough handling send her spiraling out of control, lost in a haze of pleasure and agony. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her fingernails scrape at the table as she tries to find purchase against the searing sensations coursing through her body.

The crowd around you erupts into a cacophony of cheers and jeers, some urging you on while others taunt her for being such an eager participant in this humiliating spectacle. She arches her back, offering herself up to you completely as your hips slap against hers with brutal force. Tears stream down her face, mingling with the sweat that has soaked into the table beneath her.

Ahh! she moans as you bite down harder on her nipples and thrust deeper into her pussy. "Please... more..." Her words are slurred and breathless, tears streaming unchecked down her flushed cheeks. The crowd roars with laughter and encouragement at the display of helpless pleasure she is exhibiting for them all.

Her toes curl in response to your tongue on her feet, causing her to writhe even more wildly beneath you. Her cries become desperate now, echoing off the rough-hewn walls of the cantina as she tries to find release in your savage lovemaking. Her fingernails scratch furrows into the table surface and her hips buck frantically against yours in a futile attempt to match your relentless pace.

You lose control as you feel your orgasm approach, letting out a low growl and thrusting deep into Ahsoka one final time before unleashing a massive load of hot seed deep inside her. Her body arches sharply upward, a strangled cry tearing from her lips as waves of pleasure wash over her. The pressure in your loins finally released, you collapse atop her limp form, panting heavily for air.

The crowd goes wild, showering the two of you with loud applause and shouts of appreciation. Some patrons even throw credits and other small trinkets onto the table, cheering on this strange coupling that has just taken place before them. For now, Ahsoka is yours to enjoy as you please...

Ahsoka looks up at you through half-lidded eyes as she licks your spent cock clean, her tongue swirling around the head before drawing it into her mouth and sucking gently. "Mmm... that was intense," she murmurs, voice still barely audible above the din of the cheering crowd. Her hands roam over your chest, trailing light fingertips across your skin as if to gauge whether you're truly finished with her or not.

The anklet around her right leg continues to glow brightly, a reminder that you still hold dominion over this fallen Jedi Knight. You could keep her here in the cantina, using and abusing her however you please...or perhaps there are other ways to enjoy your new possession?

At your word, Ahsoka obediently climbs off the table and follows you out of the cantina. The looks some patrons give her could be described as envious or even yearning. Perhaps they too would like to feel the thrill of submission that she seems to crave so much.

Outside, a landspeeder idles nearby. You motion for Ahsoka to climb in after you and she does so without hesitation. The engine roars to life as you direct it toward your home. As you guide the speedy vehicle through the bustling streets of Mos Eisley, Ahsoka's fingers idly explore the control panel, finding herself drawn to the various buttons and levers. She plays with them curiously, seemingly fascinated by their function despite her lack of knowledge about landspeeder mechanics.

The journey passes quickly as you make small talk about your day and hers, all while

The landspeeder glides to a stop in front of your modest but cozy-looking home on the outskirts of Mos Eisley. The front door slides open at your approach, revealing an elegantly decorated living room adorned with comfortable furniture and intricate artwork. Ahsoka looks around her, impressed by the opulence of it all despite the seeming simplicity from outside.

You motion for her to follow you further into the house, leading her down a short hallway where your bedroom awaits. The scent of candles and incense fills the air, creating an intimate atmosphere designed to heighten sensations. Ahsoka looks expectantly at you as she stands near the foot of the large bed, her body language inviting and submissive. The anklet glows brighter on her leg, a silent reminder that she is yours to command...

Ah! Ahsoka gasps as you kiss her neck, your lips brushing against the tender skin there. Her hands go to your shoulders, clutching at your shirt as if afraid she might lose you in this moment. Her body arches into yours, pushing herself closer as if seeking more contact.

Her breath hitches when you nip gently at her neck, causing a shiver to run down her spine. "Mmm... that feels good," she whispers hoarsely, her words barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears. Her lips part slightly, eagerly awaiting your next move as you continue to explore her skin with gentle kisses and teasing nips.