call out, asking for him to take you with him

"Wait," you say feebly, your breath coming in pathetic gasps as Fortuna's cum drips off your face. Your crotch is wet with your own excitement, being used by this despicable creature seems to have turned you on much more than you expected. More than that, as your body trembles, you realize that this is where you truly belong. You don't want to just wait around to be used by guards or Jabba, you want to be Fortuna's.

"Make me your pretty little bitch, I'll be good to you," you plead, engaging in the most shameful act in your life. "I'll be a good little cocksleeve..." your voice trails off as the weight of your fatigue and dishonor envelop you. You gain the sense that the robed twi'lek has turned around and approaches you.