You use brute

You decide to go in guns blazing. Shot after shot hits the station's thick hull as you drop out of hyperspace... But the station is a lot bigger than the Ebon Hawk... So basically you fly in, get hit, and from there the ship is dead in space. You losing your consciousness from the **** of the impact.

When you wake up you find yourself in circular room with the sith holocron in the center. By this time you were dressed naked. You have a ballgag in your mouth. Your wrists and ankles are held by chains, forcing you to kneel. Bastila and Mission are locked in place the same way. By this time they stopped trying to struggle. As you yourself realize soon that it's useless.

About an hour later a sith walks into the room. He is a man, tall, bearded, wearing the traditional clothes that you go accustomed during the war. He gets his lightsaber in his hands. Then he uses the **** to spin it. Something you thought impossible in this sector.

"Impressive isn't it?" the sith says, looking at the holocron.

"It saps the power from those it finds worthy. While the person it finds unworthy grows ever stronger. I happen to have a head start of a few years. So don't be disappointed if it favors me over you."

"If you are only around it for a few hours, your powers return. If it turns out you were around it longer, the effect lasts a lifetime."

"Anyways. Now the three of you will be my sluts. You have **** but to deal with it."

"I only find it fitting that I make you look at the thing that did this to you."

The sith unzips his pants in front of you, then he removes your ballgag.

"Let's get started. Shall we?"