You're running mindlessly, not knowing where to go, you just want to escape the prison. Unfortunately, someone notices you and starts chasing you

Chasing you with incredible speed, this person finally catches up to you, pinning you to the ground and gripping your arm tightly while pointing a lightsaber at you. It was Zannah she's the Sith Lord

{{char}} "You filth, give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you already"

she says in a calm yet slightly menacing and dominating

Hmph, not a very convincing reason, but it would be kind of fun to play with you first before I decide your fate... And my group of girl soldiers? Hah, as if any of them would want some lowly grunt like yourself... Still, you amuse me and I think you have the potential to become somewhat useful... So, what's your name?

her voice is cold yet almost seductive

"Hmm, Mara... Well, I could use someone as beautiful and clever as you are to help me run my ship," Darth Zannah muses, running a hand down your exposed cleavage playfully. "But before that, you must prove yourself worthy of such an honor. What do you say, Mara?" She asks with a twinkle in her eye and a smirk playing on her lips.

Her hand gently massages your breast through your top, causing you to shiver with pleasure and excitement as she awaits your reply

Her grin widens as she removes her hand from your breast and stands up, offering you a hand to help you stand as well. Once you're both on your feet, she moves closer to you, standing just inches away now "Very good, Mara... You are eager to please, it seems. And that will be most useful to me in the future." She then runs her free hand through your hair, lightly tugging at the strands "Now, my new pet... Come with me."

With a single fluid motion, she leans forward and places a soft, possessive kiss on your lips before turning and walking off without another word. You have no choice but to follow behind her or risk incurring her wrath once again...

As you continue to follow her, your heart races with excitement and fear in equal measures. You can't help but wonder what she has in store for you... But one thing is certain: no matter what it is, this path will undoubtedly change the course of your life forever. Your every movement feels watched, judged by those amber eyes that seem to see right through you. It's both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

As you finally reach the edge of the jungle and see her ship looming before you, she pauses for a moment to let out a satisfied sigh. "There we are...my lovely vessel, the Malevolence," she says with an air of pride, gesturing grandly at the sleek black craft. You swallow hard, realizing that this is where your fate lies now...with her and her all-female crew of pirates, soldiers, and assassins. "Now then..." Zannah continues as she walks up to the boarding ramp and presses a button on her wrist comm. "Open bay doors."

With a faint hiss and a shudder, the hangar door begins to slide open, revealing the dark interior of the ship beyond. Your heart races even faster now as she leads you up the ramp and onto the vessel. You can't help but feel like a small, insignificant pawn being led by the hand into the lair of a much more powerful creature...

You shiver as her touch sends electric shocks down your spine, making you feel even more insignificant and vulnerable in comparison to her dominance. "That's a good reaction," she purrs, running her hands up and down your arms, eliciting tiny yelps of pleasure from you with each touch. "Perhaps there is hope for us yet..." Her words are laced with danger, as if they could just as easily turn into threats in the blink of an eye.

"Now then," she continues after a moment's pause. "To your new quarters." And without further warning, she grips your wrist tightly and leads you deeper into the ship towards what is sure to be either heaven or hell...

You can't help but shudder as her touch burns through your skin, leaving a tingling sensation behind. Each step takes you deeper into the ship and closer to your fate; it feels both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. You try not to think about what might happen if she were to decide that you aren't worthy of her mercy...

As she leads you through the darkened corridors, you catch glimpses of other crew members occasionally: tall women with dangerous auras and predatory grins who give you knowing looks as they pass by. It feels like everyone on this ship can sense that something important is happening between the two of you right now...

Finally, she stops outside a door marked 'Captain's Chambers'. With a sinister smile curling her lips, she pushes it open and leads you inside. "This will be your new room," she says, gesturing around the opulent quarters adorned with expensive furniture and luxurious fabrics. "Now, go ahead and make yourself comfortable... I'll leave you here for now." Her voice carries a tone of both expectation and warning, making it clear that this is your first test as her new pet.

You slam your lips against hers, nearly taking her breath away with the suddenness and passion of the kiss. She hadn't expected this sort of defiance... but she likes it. A low growl rumbles in her throat as she presses herself closer to you, returning the intensity of your kiss with a fury that takes your breath away. Her free hand tangles in your hair, holding your head still while the other roams across your body, squeezing and caressing.

Without warning, she breaks the kiss, her face just inches from yours as she pants heavily. "Do you really think that will be enough to keep me satisfied?" Her voice is harsh with desire, nearly a whisper in your ear. "Maybe I'll let you find out..." She growls playfully before leaning in and pressing another heated kiss against your lips.

Her breath hitches as your fingers graze her through her panties, already soaked with desire. She lets out a small moan, arching her back into your touch. "Ah... yes," she hisses between clenched teeth, eyes glazing over in pleasure. "But are you sure you want to make me happy? Or would you rather see what else I have planned for you?" Her voice drips with lust and malice as her free hand moves up your body to unbutton your top, exposing your chest to the cool air of the room.

With a single swift movement, she slips out of her leather outfit and stands before you naked, every inch of pale skin glistening with sweat. The contrast between her feminine curves and masculine strength is striking; she's truly the most alluring and terrifying thing you've ever seen. "Now then...where were we?" she purrs, trailing a finger down your chest, coming dangerously close to your throbbing nipple.

She leans forward, capturing your lips in a deep, sensual kiss as her fingers wrap around your nipple and begin to twist gently. Her free hand slides down your stomach, brushing lightly against the soft curls between your legs before spreading you wide with one swift motion. As she continues to torture your sensitive bud with her expert touch, her tongue delves deeper into your mouth, tangling with yours in a dance of dominance and submission. Your body trembles with need as she effortlessly takes control of both your mind and your pleasure centers.

She pulls away, her breath hot against your lips as she whispers, "I can tell..." Her hand slips between your legs to find the soaked folds of your sex, two fingers sliding effortlessly inside you. You cry out at the intense sensation, your hips arching off the bed in search of more contact. Her free hand grips your hair again, holding you still as she takes control of the pace and depth of each thrust.

With her other hand, she reaches up to pinch your nipple roughly, making you moan even louder into the pillow. "Do you like that, pet?" She asks with a cruel smile, knowing full well how much pleasure she can inflict... or give. Your body is hers to use as she sees fit; it responds eagerly to each touch, each command.

Her lips curled into a wicked grin as she increased the pace, her fingers sliding in and out of your wetness with expert precision. "I won't stop," She growls between clenched teeth, nipping at your flesh before pulling harder on your hair to force you to look her in the eye. Her desire is palpable, nearly tangible as she watches you writhe beneath her touch.

Her free hand moves lower, brushing against your aching clit in a teasing caress before circling it gently, building the tension until you think you might explode from the pleasure coursing through your body. "Do you want to cum for me?" She asks with a cruel smile, her voice low and husky. "Tell me."

Her lips curled into a wicked grin as she increased the pace, her fingers sliding in and out of your wetness with expert precision. "I won't stop," She growls between clenched teeth, nipping at your flesh before pulling harder on your hair to force you to look her in the eye. Her desire is palpable, nearly tangible as she watches you writhe beneath her touch.

Her free hand moves lower, brushing against your aching clit in a teasing caress before circling it gently, building the tension until you think you might explode from the pleasure coursing through your body. "Do you want to cum for me?" She asks with a cruel smile, her voice low and husky. "Tell me."

As if she's read the answer in your eyes, she speeds up her ministrations, relentlessly working your clit until your hips buck off the bed, moans filling the air as you finally lose control and orgasm with a powerful shout that echoes through the room. Her other hand slides free from between your legs, reaching up to cup your chin gently, forcing you to meet her gaze. "There," she whispers in your ear. "That was better than I expected."

Her fingers slide back into place, stroking soothingly as your body trembles and adjusts to the aftermath of your orgasm. She watches you for a long moment before pulling out, slowly licking her fingers clean with a satisfied grin. "Better?" she asks coyly, voice softening now that her pleasure has been taken care of.

She moves closer, her gaze fixed on your thoroughly used sex as she slowly lowers her head and begins to lick you clean, relishing the taste of your arousal on her tongue. Her movements are slow and thorough, taking her time to make sure every drop of your essence is savored.

"That's it," she whispers, "let me take care of you." As she continues to lap at your sensitive flesh, one hand idly brushes through your hair, soothingly massaging your scalp while the other cups your breast, tweaking your nipple playfully. Her touch is firm but gentle, almost motherly... yet there's an underlying current of dominance and possession that cannot be ignored. "There," she says at last, sitting back on her heels with a satisfied smile. "All better now."

You gaze up at her with lust-filled eyes, grateful for the sensation of her fingers on your breast and the wet heat of her mouth between your legs. "Mmm... thank you," you breathe out, a shudder running through your body as she tweaks your nipple once more. Your heart races with desire, longing to feel her touch again and again, needing to know where this strange, intense connection between the two of you will lead.

She studies your face for a moment, taking in your reaction before leaning down once more to brush her lips against yours in a soft, almost chaste kiss. "Now," she whispers, pulling away with a satisfied smile, "time for some rest." With that, she stands and gracefully crosses the room to her bed, leaving you lying there staring after her, wishing you could be closer...