Help the other mandalorian

You decide to help the other mandalorian, shooting Bo-Katan in the head. There are a couple others who took his side, but they are gunned down by the mandalorian you helped and those who are loyal to him.

After that it is you and the three of them. And you quickly realize that surrender is your only option.

"Take her back to the cage!" the mandalorian orders. And only a few minutes later, you are kneeling in the locked cage, your hands held captive by your straitjacket, your mouth occupied by a giant ballgag.

It turns out that your new owner is named Vrel Quog. Not like this information would help you a bit. As your captors fuck you in every one of your openings. Using you as nothing but an object.

"Come on now," Vrel says, holding your leash. And you realize that you are in Coruscant of all places.

In the end you are sold as a **** in a cantina in one of lower levels. The following years you serve drinks and dance, making good money to your owner. He and his friends use you frequently. But at this point you don't mind. You are a ****, and you know it. Taking pleasure in these moments

As the years go by you forget that you are a person, interpreting yourself as nothing but an object. Sometimes, as an echo, your mind asks what could have been. But leading a happy life as a **** you quickly dismiss this notion.

BAD END: CANTINA ****