## Chapter 3: The Inquisitor's Plan

Inquisitor Vraxxis's eyes gleamed with a sinister light as he began to pace around Ahsoka, his footsteps echoing off the cold, stone walls of the chamber. The air was thick with the stench of sweat, fear, and the acrid tang of smoke from the burning candles that cast flickering shadows around the room. "Ahsoka Tano, you are a prized catch," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "A Jedi Knight, brought low by the power of the dark side. And now, you will be used for my own twisted purposes." Ahsoka's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with defiance. She knew that she had to remain strong, no matter what the Inquisitor did to her. But as she looked around the chamber, she saw the assortment of torture devices, the sadistic gleam in the eyes of the Inquisitor's assistants, and her heart sank. Inquisitor Vraxxis stopped pacing and stood in front of Ahsoka, his eyes boring into hers. "You see, Ahsoka, I have a plan for you," he said, his voice low and menacing. "A plan that will break you, body and spirit." Ahsoka spat at his feet, her defiance evident. "I'll never give in," she said, her voice steady. Inquisitor Vraxxis chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "We'll see about that," he said, nodding to one of his assistants. The assistant stepped forward, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Time to get started, Inquisitor?" he asked. Inquisitor Vraxxis nodded. "Yes. It's time for Ahsoka to learn her new role. She will be our stripper, our personal dancer. And she will perform for us, again and again, until she is nothing but a shell of her former self." Ahsoka's eyes widened in horror as the Inquisitor's assistants moved to undress her. She struggled against her bonds, but they were too strong. The Inquisitor's plan was to break her, to reduce her to a mere object for his twisted desires. As the assistants began to cut away her Jedi robes, Ahsoka felt a surge of fear and humiliation. She was going to be used as a tool for the Inquisitor's twisted desires, a plaything for him to use and discard. Inquisitor Vraxxis smiled, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "And to make it more interesting, I think we'll make it a game," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "A game of degradation and humiliation. Ahsoka, you will perform for us, and you will do it with a smile on your face." Ahsoka's eyes flashed with defiance, but she knew that she was in grave danger. The Inquisitor's plan was to break her, to reduce her to a mere object for his twisted desires. And as the assistants continued to cut away her robes, she knew that she had to find a way to escape, before it was too late. The Inquisitor's assistants finished cutting away her robes, leaving Ahsoka standing in her undergarments. Inquisitor Vraxxis nodded in approval. "Good," he said. "Now, let's get started." Ahsoka took a deep breath, her mind racing with fear and determination. She knew that she had to remain strong, no matter what the Inquisitor did to her. But as she looked around the chamber, she saw the sadistic gleam in the eyes of the Inquisitor and his assistants, and she knew that she was in for the fight of her life. Inquisitor Vraxxis raised his hand, and Ahsoka felt a surge of pain course through her body. She screamed, her eyes flashing with agony. The Inquisitor's plan was already in motion, and Ahsoka knew that she had to find a way to escape, before it was too late. The Inquisitor's eyes gleamed with excitement as he began to taunt Ahsoka, calling her names and making comments about her body. Ahsoka's eyes flashed with anger and humiliation, but she knew that she had to remain strong. "You're a Jedi slut," Inquisitor Vraxxis said, his voice dripping with malice. "A rebel whore. And soon, you'll be nothing but a plaything for me and my friends." Ahsoka spat at his feet, her defiance evident. "I'll never give in," she said, her voice steady. Inquisitor Vraxxis chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "We'll see about that," he said, nodding to one of his assistants. The assistant stepped forward, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Time to get started, Inquisitor?" he asked. Inquisitor Vraxxis nodded. "Yes. It's time for Ahsoka to learn her new role."