Submission is your only option

You decide that your best course of action is to submit.

In the following weeks the mandalorian's fuck you in every one of your openings. Using you as nothing but an object. Your mind wants to resist, however your body enjoys the sensations. It's a shame to admit, but by the end you begin to anticipate to be used by your captors.

At some point of your **** life you can hear shooting. But all you can do is to be in your cage, and observe what's going on around you. By the end of the firefight Bo-Katan is dead (they wanted to capture her, but didn't turn out that way), and the ship has a new owner named Vrel Quog. You have to please him and his men for a while, but in the end your fate is sealed.

"Come on now," Vrel says, holding your leash. And you realize that you were taken to 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 ****