You are captured

You ignite your lightsabers and assume a defensive form. The thugs set their blasters and rifles to stun, not wanting to risk losing their balls by killing you accidentally. When they are all done, a barrage of shots pepper you, yet, thanks to your thorough training, you deflect or evade them all. Knowing that it's only a matter of time before you are exhausted or make a mistake and get stunned, you strike out of your isolated and surrounded situation and leap into the circle of gangsters. Without any means to defend themselves in close-quarter combat, you slay them peacemeal, but the line of enemies seems to be endless. Showing great companionship for their fellow thugs, they keep firing on you while you are jumping left and right between their comrades, resulting in their friendly fire.

Crime boss (shaking his head): Idiots, don't shoot each other, shoot the girl! The girl, damn it!

You see an opening to reach their boss, killing him would surely demoralise them and cause their rout. You step forth, deflecting any incoming stun shot along the way and slash at the crime lord's head. He manages to dodge most of your strike, but you scar his face nonetheless, reaching up to his eye.

Crime boss (in pain of having his eye cut by your lightsaber): Aaaarg, you whoredaughter! I'll cut your tongue out, stick it up your ass and have it operated back into your mouth! Don't just stand there, you fools, stun her already!

They concentrate fire on you from all directions again, yet this time they are successful. Without your armour to protect you from such small shots, one hits your shoulder from behind, which causes a chain reaction of failing to defend yourself from the rest of the shots. You are shot at least twenty times with different calibres of stun shots, by the time they are certain that you are incapacitated.

Crime boss (waving his hand to his men): Hold your fire, hold your blasted fire already! You want to fry her or something?! Put her in a cell on the ship and let's leave this place... And get me a medpack! Now!

His henchmen pick you up, and you are loaded onto their ship's cargo hold, into a cell. By the time you regain consciousness, you find yourself lying there, with your weapons and clothes taken, obviously. You notice a collar on your neck and similar trinkets on your wrists and elbows. Must be some sort of precaution against you. Your head hurts badly, you sit up and take a look around. There's only one guard watching over you from the other side of the ray shield.

Guard: Waking up, are we? It's about bloody time, boss was going furious about you wounding his face! He couldn't wait for you to wake up, so he could return the favour!

Lana (standing up, a little dizzy): Yeah... Great... Tell him to come here, so I can give him another gift, so his face could have a little symmetry.

Guard: Won't be so cocky once he's done with you! He likes torturing girls before selling them off to a Hutt or the Zygerrian queen. Heard she needs a new mistress, since the last one failed her at an orgy. Poor las couldn't handle Wookie cocks well enough and was sent to the mines to perish there. Oh, here comes the boss, you better behave, or you'll regret it!

Crime boss: Ah, finally awake, the little whore! I hope you have come to your senses already, because I have a very "teaching" lesson for you! Look at my face and see what you have done! I will repay you tenfold for this!

The man is a Zygerrian, one of the galaxy's most notorious slaver races. They are responsible for supplying the Hutt Cartel and other crime syndicates with fresh workforce and "other exotic goods". The Republic has been trying to crack down on their trade, but they have evaded Republic authority so far.

Lana (sarcastically): Oooh, uuuh, I'm already so scared...!

Crime boss: You better be girl... You better be... Leave us. I will handle her myself.

Guard (bowing his head as he backs away): Yes, boss!

Crime boss (as he deactivates the ray shield): You have been subdued for many hours, at least you aren't dead yet, so you'll be worth my time. Don't think I have no idea what you are, Jedi freak! I know a few buyers who would pay a planet's worth in credits to have a Jedi girl as a ****! Especially such a "tasty" one! Though, I have ensured to have you restrained with those things on your limbs and neck. Don't try anything foolish, or I might cause some permanent scars on you.

You intend to use the **** without him realizing, but you cannot. The restraints must be blocking your **** powers somehow. You'll have to find an other way out.

Crime boss (stepping into the cell): Now, I always have the right to try the goods for myself before selling them. I'll have you "sampled", then a little extra fun for me, to repay you for my lost eye... An hour or two of my most advanced **** methods will do just fine. Don't you worry though, they cause no visible damage, so your worth won't diminish with that, I can ensure you! So, let's begin! Please, DO resist later on, I like it a lot more when they scream or beg for mercy!

Lana: You wish... I have had the pleasure of meeting far tougher guys than you.

Lana (thinking): He must be having the key and controller for my restraints, if I can distract him, I could get them and get away from here.

Crime boss: Very well, we shall see! Onto your knees, ****!

You refuse to obey him, so he slaps you on the face and repeats. Regardless, you don't move. He then reaches for a little box attached to his belt and presses a button on it. It makes your restraints vibrate in a strange frequency that sends painful waves across your body, and the pain forces you onto your knees.

Crime boss (deactivating the vibrations): See, those little things are more than just ****-absorbing trinkets! They were designed to cause nanovibrations that overload your neural system with its resonance, sending signals to your brain about being in terrible pain, while in reality, nothing is actually happening. An extraordinarily handy device when it comes to **** disciplining. No permanent marks, maximum suffering, excellent learning process. All in one device!

Lana (thinking): That thing truly hurt, whatever it was. But I got what I wanted, that box is the controller... Right, I'll have to get it somehow...

Crime boss: Let's try this again. Now, that you are already on your knees... Turn around and stick your ass up where I can see it!

Without a reason for defiance, you obey him this time, you get on all fours and lift your butt up and bow your head down. He slaps your ass a few times while adding:

Crime boss (undoing his belt and tossing his pants onto his ankles and stepping out of them to freely move his legs): That is some worthy booty! I can't wait to try it!

Lana (thinking): Enjoy it while it lasts, you jerk! Now that the controller is on the floor, I'll just have to position myself to be able to reach it. But not just yet...

He slaps your butt a few more times, giving is some blush until his dick goes from soft to fully erect. He begins pressing its head against your asshole, which proves to be a bit tight for it to enter so easily. From your angle, you can't see anything, but from the size of its head, you feel against your hole, it's clear he isn't below average. He spits at the target area before attempting to penetrate it again, this time, he has more success. A bit dry still, but he cares little about that. You were right, he must be way above average, but a Wampa or Wookie size, but still a formidable one.

Lana (thikning as he assfucks you): Great, at least he had a reason to be cocky... From this position, I have no way of reaching the controller... I'm going to have to figure something out before he's done and leaves. Or worse... If he truly sells me to a Hutt or a Zygerrian, I'll have no way of escaping like, ever.

Crime boss (enjoying himself visibly): Uuuh, yeees, a Jedi's hole truly hits different! I can feel the **** in there, might **** it deeper to find more! Haha!

Lana (thinking with rolling eyes): What a comedian... He should change profession...

He takes his time, spening minutes minutes thrusting his cock inside and out and back in balls deep. To add some extra fun for himself, he keeps slapping your other cheek until it's red as an E-5 blaster shot.

Crime boss (thinking out loud): Hmm, your ass is soo good girl! I wonder what your pussy might be like! But I cannot risk you getting pregnant, that's very bad for business. So, do I cum in here or into your mouth? Decisions, decisions...

Lana (thinking): Here's my chance! If I turn around, I might be able to grab the controller! Even if it takes me to get this basteard's dick from ass to mouth...

Lana (intentionally taunting him): You wouldn't dare stick your dirty dick into my mouth! I would never let you do that!

Crime boss (accepting the challenge and pulling out): Oooh, you have no idea how wrong you are girl! Get your face over here, your mouth has some work to do!

Lana (acting defiant): Never you son of a...!

You are interrupted by the restraint's vibration, following a short **** to submit, you ultimately give in:

Lana (begging him): Stop! Please, please stop! I'll do it, I'll do what you want, just stop...!

Crime boss (deactivating your restraints): That's more like it! Not the big Jedi now, are we? You are no more but a **** slut! Better get used to it, your next master or masters won't be any more tolerant of defiance, trust me! Now, let's see that tongue of yours, stick it out!

You obey silently and stick your tongue out. He grabs his dick and rubs its tip against your tongue.

Crime boss (eagerly): Do you like that slut? That's the taste of your own ass!

Lana (playing along obediently as a good slut): Yes, I like it...

Crime boss: You'll taste far worse in the near future, be thankful that I'm giving you a heads up! Now, open up wide, time to drill that mouth of yours!

Lana (thinking as your eyes are fixed on the controller next to you): I can't wait to kill this scum! Dark side or not, I would very much enjoy ridding the galaxy of him! I should feed him his balls, that would be a fitting ****! But I'll figure that out later, now... I just need to get a little bit closer... Just a little bit...

He grabs your head with both hands, shoves his manhood into your mouth, reaching even your throat and face fucks you. You are gagging on his cock and must try to reach the controller without being detected. That's harder than you had expected, without being able to look there or stop sucking his dick, you are completely in the dark about where to look for it.

Crime boss (getting on the edge): Yees, uuuh, yees, suck it! Faster! Deeper! Yeeees, here we go!

He pulls your head completely onto his dick, practically impaling your mouth and scratching the back of your throat. He forces you to hold still, giving you a throatpie, cumming directly there. **** on the thick thing, a tear comes out of your eye, but that's definitely not what's on your mind right now. Now, as you are held still, you can finally reach the controller and grab it without him noticing anything in his mesmerising few seconds. With the controller being secure, you bite his dick, to which he pulls it out groaning, you punch him in the balls to further enhance his suffering, before getting onto your feet and kicking him in the face with your bare foot. He is sent onto the floor, trying desperately to search for his controller to restrain you, but it is too late. You have it, and by pressing the unlock button, they fall off of you, and you are once more free to act as you see fit.

Crime boss (attempting to crawl out of the cell and cry for help): You little...! Gua...! He...!

His voice goes out, unable to produce any sound. He feels the air leaving his lungs and gasps for air while holding his throat. You are standing behind him **** **** him. He looks at you with a terrified face, knowing all too well he is done for. Yet, he attempts one last time to save his skin.

Crime boss (**** to **** slowly): P-ple...ase... Mas...ter... Jedi...! I'll give... you... credits...! Thou...sands...! Even... More...!

Lana (with a burning anger on your face): Sorry, no deal!

You break his neck with a swift move and he dies on the floor. Taking his security card, you sneak out of the cell and disguise yourself with **** projection and head to the bridge. The ship seems to be larger than you had expected, it's not just a small cargo ship, but a smaller frigate. You don't really come across any unsuspecting pirates, they all seem to be gone. You reach the bridge and enter using the access card.

Pilot (messing with the navicomputer without looking at you): I told you Gweth, don't disturb me while modifying the navicomputer's history files! If I mess this up, the authorities will bust us! But since you are here, could you give me my technopad?

You don't say a thing, just **** pull his blaster out of his pocket and shoot him dead with one precise shot. Then, you seal the door behind you manually and access the ship controls. Through the security cameras, you see all the pirates on board having assembled at the hangar and celebrating their soon-to-come fortune. By selling you and becoming rich, possibly. Seeing an opportunity to deal with them all at once, you open the hangar door and let them be airlocked in a matter of seconds. Then, you enter the coordinates to Hutta, unseal the door of the bridge and go to the weapon storage to reclaim your clothes and weapons from your newfound ship. You take a break and meditate, when a transmission is sent by Ranvi.

Lana (happily): Ranvi! It's good to hear from you!

Ranvi: Likewise, Lana! Glad to see you are okay! Are you alright?

Lana: Yeah, sure, nothing I couldn't handle!

Ranvi: Happy to hear it! Look, we don't have much time, we have news, but we'd better discuss the matter in person. Drek triangulated your position, we are already on our way to you, we should meet on Sleheyron. It's near you and it's in Hutt Space, so the Republic authorities won't be bothering us. I'm transmitting the coordinates of our rendezvous.

Lana: Certainly, I'll change course and see you there! See you soon!

Ranvi: See you soon Lana!

You get up and rush to the bridge, enter the coordinates sent by Ranvi and wheel around to be on your way.