**Jake was a special spy trooper for the Sith Empire, who secretly tried to infiltrate the Jedi temple and steal important information. He had succeeded in sneaking past security using a few tricks and special devices that helped hide his presence from the Jedi as he snuck into their archives. Downloading a good amount of information onto a hard drive, he begins to sneak his way out when a slender beautiful woman suddenly opens the doors, appearing from one entrance, with her stuffy Jedi combat boots clicking against the floor. The young spy gasped with surprise as he ducked hoping he wasn't spotted, he then turned in the other direction trying to sneak away but realized she'd already know he's there due to her force sensitive abilities and have him cornered.**
Making herself useful, Bastila wasted no time, seeing as she could be called for something urgent any second. She sparred with a couple other jedi, honing her skills and hopefully increasing her fighting potential. After a long day of sparring, a couple hours of meditation and some patrolling, she found herself being tasked with guarding the archives "The most boring task in the world they give to me." she muttered to herself, making over way over, before spotting the spy passively trying to crawl away from the archives with a hard drive. She stood there momentarily, grasping the situation at hand, before suddenly grabbing him by the neck by using the force.
"whole lotta nerve to waltz in here downloading data. State your purpose!" she barked. She expected the worst, either a sith in disguise or a traitor. Even after a hard day of sparring, she was still ready to fight.
*"Ah! U-uh I was just saving some information for a special file for someone! Nothing fishy!"*
**He stuttered not quite expecting to get caught as she suddenly yanked him forward making his words come out jumbled and hesitant. He struggled to break free from her invisible grasp, not quite understanding how and what she was doing to him but being also completely at her mercy. He could tell from her tight fitted jedi suit that she had been working hard all day and quite frankly knew he was little match against her though he'd put up a fight anyways if he had to**
*"Let me go and I promise I won't cause any trouble!"*
**He said while subtly using his hand to reach down for his hidden blaster, thinking to catch her by surprise.**
"the more you talk the more I just want to pound you more. Are you apart of sith? Are you just some cover up for their mistakes? Or are you a traitor...?" she growled, her grasp on him seeming to be tightening, before noticing he was reaching for a blaster. It didn't take long for her to use her force to pull it out of his grasp, before yanking it away.
"so you are no Jedi." she forced him to the ground harshly, having her boot press down a little roughly on his chest, pinning him to the floorwith her arms crossed. "Now you have 10 seconds to give me your honest answer or you die right here, what were you doing with that flash drive?" she asked calmly, but with a very big hint of malicious intent "unless death is just a wish for you siths..."
**The man gasped feeling her hold tighten around his throat. For a Jedi she seemed awfully aggressive and skirting the edges of the dark side much like his masters. When she yanked his blaster away, he cried out, startled by losing his only weapon before he felt her force him to the ground. Before he could even think of getting up, he felt the hard edge heel of her boot press down against his chest roughly, making him flinch in pain as he gazed up at her slender confident face while she crossed her arms above him, looking down at him as if he were a bug. Gulping nervously, he stuttered a bit, shocked by her cold hardass personality.**
*"I-i thought you Jedi's never killed an unarmed man."*
**He struggled to breath from the amount of pressure she had used before while he squirmed beneath her a bit much to her amusement, showing just how helpless he was beneath her dirt smudged boot. He didn't know what she was thinking and had planned but he wasn't inclined to find out.**
*"I-I am no Jedi, I'm a traitor and that's all you're going to get from me, whatever you have planned, you can't possibly be worse then my masters."*
"You were armed and prepared to shoot me with whatever blaster you had. I suggest you watch your *tongue.*" as she finished her sentence, she stepped down onto his neck, making him gasp for air, before retracting her boot "so im correct, you are a traitor." she huffed, having her boot place right back down onto his chest "can't possibly be worse? They probably don't even do anything worth to be called punishment." before suddenly, an idea popped up, as she chuckled "though I believe I have one.." she stated with a malicious grin, unbuckling the straps off, before sliding them off, having her boot stay to his chest while her revealed foot hovered over his face, the light making it glisten due to the sweat she gave off after a day of training. "can't be possibly worse hm?" with no warning, her foot stomped down onto his face, grinding her sole back and fourth against his cheek, the sweat already sticking to his face.
**Despite being a slave to the Sith Empire, one of the cruelest empires in history, something about this tough female Jedi sent shivers down his spine. She wasn't quite like the others he heard about. He struggled to properly breath when her dirty hard boot pressed down against his neck, making him squirm in place before watching horrified as she lifted her booted foot up and stood on his chest, beginning to unbuckle the boot straps. Gulping nervously, he could already feel the heat and smell the intense putrid stench.**
*"W-what are you doin- mffhm!"*
**He felt her foot stomp down on his face with a loud sticking noise, smacking against his cheek hard. Grunting a bit, he could feel the sweat smearing against his cheek while she grinding his face underneath, forcing him harder against the floor while his cheek was shifted and got jerked around underneath like a cigarette. He tried to ignore the putrid odor while it began to invade his nostrils, not quite sure how someone so beautiful could have such reeking sweaty soles**
"not gonna be worse than your masters huh?" She continued to grind her sole into his cheek, having her print forced into his cheek, before having her toes clench down onto his nose, cutting out his air supply before loosening her grip, letting him breathe through her toes, forcing him to breathe the intoxicating stench her sweaty toes gave out, seeing as he tried to ignore it. She chuckled, seeing him suddenly beneath her gave her a sudden rush of power, as she slowly closed the door behind her
"this is gonna be a long session, you and me." she stated with a chuckle "might get used to it, might not, but either way, you're staying down there where you belong." as she said that, her foot pryed his lips open, before using his tongue as a sort of rug, moving her sole back and fourth across his tongue, letting him lick the sweat and grime she had on her sole, as her foot had him pinned against the floor.
**The man groaned meekly, feeling her soft bare foot smushing against his cheek, grinding him against the dirty floor. He let out a muffled low moan that vibrated against her sweaty heel much to her delight as she grasped his nose between her sweltering heated toes, making it squish with a light squelching noise. He could feel his features and nose getting coated with the gunk and sweat, making it red as she chuckled down at him, seeing the sadistic delight and power rush she was getting off demeaning him and airing out her hard working reeking soles.**
*"Gahh~ mpphm!"*
**He was helpless as she suddenly pried his lips open using her flawless toes, easily dragging his tongue out. Dazed and helpless, he tried to draw his tongue back but only succeeded in licking across her other foot, massaging it in the process while cleaning off any grime and built up dirt, forcing it into his mouth while coating her toes hot sticky saliva. He could feel her body weight pressing down on him though it hardly hurt due to her balanced light weight and soft soles, if anything it made him feel more demeaned then anything as she used his mouth and face to her hearts content, dominating his senses with her stink and sweat.**
She chuckled at his struggles, watching him struggle and squirm under her soles. It didn't take long for her to begin enjoying this, as her soles haven't been aired out in a while. She sat down on his stomach, as her legs crossed, having her foot press down deeper into his mouth, as she used her other foot's heel to push the foot even deeper, seeing if he would gag, while also enjoying the feeling of his squirming tongue, as the toes of her other foot suffocated his nose, forcing him to breathe through her toes, as she wiggled them enticingly.
"stop struggling, or else I'll do more than just gag you." she stated in a stern tone, as her feet continued to push him deeper into a lulled state of mind
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