You wake up

The next day you wake up the same way as you did before: bound and horny, **** for a way getting out of here.

Somehow the air feels different, but you choose to ignore that. You also feel the mark of a needle at the back of your neck. But you choose to ignore this as well. Instead, you wait idle in your position until your blindfold is removed, and you see Bastila's face again.

And only then you realize that you are not on the Ebon Hawk.

“Excited, pet?” Bastila asks as you look around, and recognize the walls of a cozy apartment. Where you currently are is the living room, with a couch and a holo-tv in front of you, and a row of wall-like windows looking at an ever busy city. Next to you, you can see a bathroom, the entrance the a bedroom, followed by a kitchen area that shares the same space with the living room.

You nod.

“So, now we can get to the bad news,” Bastila says, and she gets you out of the cage, your ballgag removed, the end of your leash put in your mouth.

She walks to the other side of the living room, then you can see Mission walk in, stunning as ever, stopping a couple feet from her.

“We had a discussion with Mission, and while I fancy living in the big city, she wants to be at another spot, close to the beach, where she could quietly work on her business,” Bastila says.

“And there is only one of you,” Mission comments.

“Needless to say, you are going to be a **** for the rest of your life either way, and your training will be carried out until your mind is utterly broken. But whoever you choose, will be your owner for a long period. Possibly for years. So I would think a bit if I were you,” Bastila says.

And suddenly the both of them stop and look at you, waiting for you to make your choice.