To Catch a Jedi

by kingnothing1996 (ao3)

It wasn’t supposed to have gone this way.

Ahsoka had been sure she’d played it smart. She’d stuck to the Outer Rim where there was the least Imperial presence. She’d avoided using her lightsabers or the Force. She’d avoided staying in one place for too long. She’d done everything in her power to stay under the Empire’s radar, and it hadn’t been enough. She had thought there would be no harm in stopping on this world to observe some of the Life Day festivities, to just take a day and not focus solely on evading the Empire and surviving, and her reward for that assumption was that she was now locked in a life or death duel. 

But the worst part of all of it was who she was locked in duel with. It wasn’t some random Inquisitor, but instead Barriss Offee, who had once been Ahsoka’s closest friend in the Jedi Order. Ahsoka hadn’t seen Barriss since the trial, where Ahsoka stood accused of bombing the Jedi Temple until her former Master, Anakin Skywalker, exposed the truth, bringing in a captured Barriss who confessed to the attack and to framing Ahsoka for it. Considering that, it wasn’t a shock that Barriss had been recruited into the Inquisitors, nor was it a shock that Barriss was the one sent to hunt her down. Cruelty was the Inquisitor's modus operandi, and it was hard to get much crueler than forcing Ahsoka to fight her former friend. 

Despite everything Barriss had put Ahsoka through, the young Togruta woman couldn’t stop herself from still on some level seeing Barriss as her friend. Ahsoka had tried to push those thoughts away as the duel had dragged on, but they kept cropping up. Even as Ahsoka tried to focus on leading Barriss away from where the Life Day celebrations had been supposed to occur before the duel broke out she still found her mind drifting even just for a few seconds back to happier days when she and Barriss were still young and on the same side. She remembered how happy she was to make friends with Barriss and how she’d to a degree looked up to the older Padawan. She remembered how joyous an occasion it was when Barriss graduated from Padawan to Jedi Knight and how they’d talked excitedly about when Ahsoka would graduate. She remembered the heartbreak and betrayal of learning what Barriss had done. 

There was also something else Ahsoka couldn’t stop from thinking about. There was something simply not right about this. She’d fought Inquisitors before and they all wore their masks, and yet Barriss had come out unmasked. Not only that, but she hadn’t said a single word in the entire duel. No taunting, no false pleasantries, no threats to civilians, nothing. It wasn’t as though Barriss was pulling her punches, far from it actually. It could be a tactic to unnerve Ahsoka, knowing there was so much left unsaid between the two…

Again Ahsoka tried to push the thoughts out of her mind and focus on the duel, blocking another strike from Barriss’s crimson lightsabers. She’d managed to draw Barriss to the edges of the city, away from anyone who might get hurt in their duel. She also recognized that she was barely holding her own against Barriss, and that her mind was being clouded with thoughts of the past and questions about the present, and that she wasn’t making any headway in clearing her mind. So, Ahsoka saw that she needed to end this now. She didn’t want to kill Barriss, but it was that or die, and Ahsoka wanted to die far less than she wanted to kill Barriss. 

The former Jedi moved quickly, closing the distance between herself and Barriss in a bid to end the duel. She prepared herself to make a swift and fatal final blow, ending Barriss’s life and ensuring the continuation of her own.

But Barriss saw what Ahsoka was trying, and in an equally swift motion the Inquisitor not only blocked the blow but twisted her blade to force both of Ahsoka’s lightsabers from her hands. Ahsoka just barely had time to process as her lightsabers clattered to the ground and extinguished. Before she could reach out and try to pull them back with the Force, Barriss used the Force to push Ahsoka back, slamming her into a wall, knocking the air out of her lungs and sending waves of pain crashing through her body. If it had just been the once, she could have recovered and tried to continue the duel, but Barriss instead slammed her again, and then again, all while slowly approaching Ahsoka. Barriss only stopped once she was right in front of Ahsoka, using the Force to hold her in mid-air between herself and the wall. A heavy silence hung before Ahsoka broke it.

“Get it over with,” she said through grit teeth, glaring at Barriss. She knew what came now, what the Inquisitors whole purpose was, and if that was to be her fate then she didn’t want it dragged out. Unnervingly, Barriss grinned in response and extinguished her own lightsaber. 

“No, you’re not getting away from me that easily,” the fallen Jedi said as she suddenly slammed Ahsoka against the wall again, this time with enough force to knock the former Jedi unconscious…

Ahsoka awoke to discover three things. The first was, to her initial relief, she was still alive, though laid out on a metal surface. Barriss hadn’t seen fit to kill her, which only provided brief relief before Ahsoka realized that if an Inquisitor HADN’T killed her then something much worse had to be in store. The second discovery went hand in hand with that realization, and was that Ahsoka had been stripped totally naked while unconscious, with not a single shred of clothing left on her body. Finally, she discovered that metal cuffs were locked around her wrists and ankles and keeping her bound in place. 

Ahsoka took a deep breath as she began to look around. She figured it would be useless to try and physically break free of the cuffs. They were most likely designed to keep Jedi contained, meaning it would be futile to struggle and she was better off conserving her energy and observing her surroundings. Speaking of her surroundings, they were extremely sparse. There was a door right in front of Ahsoka, a few panels on the walls, and some kind of machine directly above her, but that was all Ahsoka could see and didn’t tell her much. If she had to hazard a guess, the reason she wasn’t dead yet was because Barriss intended to torture her for information on where other Jedi were hiding. That, to Ahsoka, explained why she was naked and restrained. It would also be a futile effort on Barriss’s part. Ahsoka had no idea where any Jedi survivors were hiding. She had kept to herself, and any Jedi smart enough to survive the purge would be doing the same rather than building up a network.

Ahsoka’s thoughts were interrupted by the door to the room hissing open and Barriss stepping in. The young Mirialan woman had a grin on her face as she looked upon Ahsoka’s practically helpless state. 

“It’s been too long since we had a chance to talk, Ahsoka,” Barriss said as she approached the table. 

“What is there to talk about,” Ahsoka growled, her gaze narrowing. “You framed me for your terrorist attack, for the murder of innocent people, and then you joined the Empire so you can hurt more people.”

“I DID WHAT HAD TO BE DONE!" Barriss snapped, her sudden anger making Ahsoka feel a flash of fear. The outburst was over as quickly as it began, with Barriss taking a deep breath before continuing. “I did what I had to do to punish that broken order, but I did not enjoy it, and I did not join the Empire to hurt people, and I am not part of the Empire,” Ahsoka raised an eyebrow, prompting Barriss to continue. “I… could not agree with their methods, so I left, and now I am hunted.” For a moment silence hung in the air before Ahsoka spoke.

“If you are telling the truth, then why attack me? What do you get as a turncoat on the run from attacking and capturing me?” Ahsoka questioned. Things weren’t quite adding up. Despite what had happened, Ahsoka still believed she knew Barriss well enough to know when she was lying, and it seemed like Barriss was telling the truth. But, if Barriss really had abandoned the Empire, why had she attacked her and captured her? Did she think she could somehow use Ahsoka as a bargaining chip with the Empire? Surely somebody who worked as part of the Empire would recognize how useless that would be.

“Companionship,” Barriss replied. That one word made Ahsoka go silent. She wasn’t entirely sure what Barriss meant by that, and she didn’t like how she said it. There was a glimmer in her eyes and hint of something sinister in her voice. “It gets lonely being on the run, constantly moving, never staying in one place for too long, less the Empire finds me,” she explained, and, as strange as it was, Ahsoka felt sympathy for Barriss. Yes, she was feeling sympathy for the woman who framed her for a terrorist attack, attacked her, captured her, and stripped her before binding her. She felt sympathy because she knew what Barriss was describing. 

“So I decided I was going to make you my companion,” Barriss added, and how she said it halted the growing sympathy Ahsoka was feeling. 

“Make me your companion?” Ahsoka questioned. “MAKE me?” 

“Yes, make you,” Barriss said. “It would be far too long a process to make you trust me again, and frankly I’m not looking for the companionship of a friend.”

‘Oh no,’ Ahsoka thought, a look of horror appearing on her face as she realized what Barriss meant. “No,” she said. “Absolutely not!” she shouted as she began to try and physically break free of the restraints. There was only one other kind of companionship Ahsoka could think of, and it was NOT the kind she was willing to give Barriss.

“Unfortunately Ahsoka, you don’t have any say in the matter,” Barriss said as she approached a panel on the wall. She began pressing buttons, and suddenly the machine hovering above Ahsoka began to hum to life in a menacing manner. Ahsoka could only watch as several metallic arms began to emerge. Several of them ended in nozzles of some kind, while others ended in robotic claws. Two of them held small black items Ahsoka didn’t recognize, and they were slowly lowering down towards Ahsoka’s face.

“Barriss, stop this right now!” Ahsoka shouted. “There’s no reason for you to do this!” she said, trying desperately to reason with her former friend. It was, however, futile. Barriss’s mind was made up long ago, and as the small black items were pressed over Ahsoka’s eyes she suddenly found herself totally blind. Evidently they were some kind of black out lens, though they didn’t go directly onto her eyeballs. Now blind to the world around her, Ahsoka continued to struggle as the other arms of the machine, four in total, lowered down to Ahsoka’s torso.

“Someday Ahsoka you will be thankful I did this,” Barriss said before pressing another panel. Suddenly a hot black liquid began to squirt from the nozzles, spraying directly onto Ahsoka’s chest. The Togruta woman screamed as there was a hiss upon the liquid's contact with her flesh, but it began to cool almost instantly, forming a shiny black coating on Ahsoka’s flesh. The four robotic  arms began to move across her body, spraying the liquids across Ahsoka’s torso before moving on to each of her limbs. Special attention was given to her breasts, with small mounds made that would be perfect for holding something in place right at her nipples. She could feel it seeping downwards onto her back, forming a layer there even with her back pressed against the metal table. Ahsoka felt the cuffs binding her to the table unlocking, but the pain was too much for her to even try to escape, especially as the liquid was sprayed over the areas the cuffs had previously covered. In response to the pain Ahsoka’s hands balled into fists, which meant that when the liquid spray went over them it trapped her hands in that position, rendering them useless. 

Thankfully Ahsoka’s womanhood was left untouched, though she wasn’t exactly in a state to appreciate that fact, especially since the spray now moved on to her face. The metal arms holding the blinding lens moved out of the way just in time for the liquid to be sprayed over the lens, sealing them in place over Ahsoka’s eyes. With mechanical precision the arms avoided spraying into Ahsoka’s mouth, but they did spray around it, and once the liquid hardened it froze Ahsoka’s mouth in an open and immobile O shape. Once Ahsoka’s Montrals and Lekku were totally coated the spray finally stopped. Ahsoka laid there on the table, her chest rising and falling as she took deep breaths, trying to recover from the pain the process had put her through. Her entire body was now covered in a layer of a smooth, shiny, and rubbery substance. Ahsoka could still hear, taste, and smell, but her senses of sight and touch had been totally stripped away. She couldn’t even focus her mind enough to use the Force. 

“Oh Ahsoka,” Barriss said as she approached the now rubber-covered young woman. “You look even more amazing than I possibly could have imagined.”

“Uegh nhe ho…” Ahsoka weakly groaned out, her words garbled and unintelligible with her mouth forced open. She could just barely hear what Barriss was saying. “CHueahe Hauuihh, uegh nhe ho…” (Let me go…Please Barriss, let me go…)

“That won’t be happening Ahsoka,” Barriss said as she began to run her hands over Ahsoka’s now rubber-covered body. “The material has bonded to your skin. It can be removed, but I don’t have the technology to do that, and I don’t have any desire to acquire it, not after making you into the perfect companion.” As she spoke, Barriss leaned in, pressing her lips against Ahsoka’s rubber-coated lips. She began to explore Ahsoka’s mouth with her tongue, taking advantage of how the now dollified woman was unable to close her mouth and too weak from the intense transformation to put up any decent physical resistance. The most resistance that Ahsoka could mount was to use her tongue to try and push Barriss’s out of her mouth, but this only served to make Barriss's passionate kiss less one-sided. Still, Ahsoka continued out of desperation until Barriss finally broke the kiss several minutes later. Both the Mirialan and the Togruta were left panting from how intense it was. Almost immediately Barriss went in again, beginning to pepper Ahsoka’s face with kisses.

“You have no idea how long I’ve longed for you Ahsoka,” Barriss said in between kisses. “The Jedi, they made me suppress my feelings for you, but now I’m finally free to do what I’ve always wanted,” slowly Barriss’s kisses moved downwards. She began peppering Ahsoka’s neck, then her collarbones, her breasts, her stomach, before finally coming to a halt at Ahsoka’s crotch. 

“Hauuihh non'gh…” Ahsoka groaned, easily figuring out what Barriss was going to do next. She reached out blindly with her rubber-encased hands, trying to deter Barriss, only for her wrists to be grabbed and easily held out of the way. (Barriss don’t…)

Barriss did hear Ahsoka’s plea, and she could tell what she was pleading for. Unfortunately for Ahsoka, Barriss was well past the point of no return, and she promptly buried her face in Ahsoka’s crotch, beginning to lap at her folds, leaving nothing un-licked. She quickly honed in on Ahsoka’s clit, focusing all of her attention on it. Ahsoka couldn’t stop herself from moaning from the unwanted pleasure, her body betraying her mind as she weakly struggled to pull her hands out of Barriss’s grip. It was no use though, she was too weak from the dollification process to put up any decent resistance. She could do nothing but lay there as slowly but surely each lick brought Ahsoka closer… and closer… and closer until finally she came. It was the single worst orgasm of Ahsoka’s life on account of the circumstances, and the sound she made as she climaxed was halfway between a moan and a sob, a moan from the forced arousal, and a sob from the realization of what she had been reduced to. She could only whimper as Barriss lapped up her juices before finally pulling away. 

“Now that I’ve had my fill, I suppose I should finish putting your ensemble together~” Barriss said, her words sending spikes of fear into Ahsoka’s heart. She couldn’t believe that there was more to come, and she dreaded to think what Barriss had in mind. What was worse is that she wouldn’t know what was happening until she felt it or Barriss told her. Barriss meanwhile reveled in how helpless Ahsoka was and how now everything that happened would come as a surprise to her friend turned plaything. She loved however little sound made Ahsoka flinch, especially as one item after another was set on the metal table. 

“First, I think I should give some attention to your nipples,” Barriss said as she picked up a pair of kyber crystals. These had come from Ahsoka’s now destroyed lightsabers, and Barriss had put what Dark Side connection she had left into bleeding them red, though it would be more accurate to say she’d bled them red again, as the white color meant she had obtained these crystals from a fallen Inquisitor and purified them. “These will ensure you always feel a little tingle, even when I’m not playing with you~” she said as she pressed one of the crystals into the small rubber mound around Ahsoka’s left nipple, with the crystal fitting in perfectly and firmly, ensuring it would not be dislodged either in Ahsoka’s eventual struggles or Barriss’s future groping of Ahsoka. A sharp gasp escaped from Ahsoka as the crystal was fixed into place, the dark side energy emanating from it immediately stimulating her nipple. A second, louder gasp came as the second crystal was applied. Even through the layer of rubber she could feel the energy licking at her nipples, giving her constant unwelcome stimulation. If Barriss’s plan was to break Ahsoka through forced pleasure then she was on the right track so far. 

“Next, something to ensure you only get to climax when I want you to,” Barriss said. Ahsoka was confused as to what was meant until she felt herself lifting up into the air via the Force, though not by much, a few inches at best. “I took the liberty of melting down your lightsabers and using them to craft this,” Barriss explained as Ahsoka suddenly felt something cold and metallic pressing against her folds, and a few seconds later that was joined by an identical feeling object pressing against her ass. Slowly she felt both objects starting to penetrate her, pushing deeper and deeper. Then, as the objects seemed to get as deep as they could possibly go, she felt more cold metal along her crotch, seemingly a band that both items penetrating her were connected to. “Specifically I used them to make the plugs, so that they’re always closest to you~” there was clear sadistic enjoyment in Barriss’s voice. While Ahsoka couldn’t tell, what Barriss was currently applying was a metal chastity belt, the majority of which was pre-built, but the plugs were, true to Barriss’s words, forged from the remains of Ahsoka’s lightsabers. Well, not all of the lightsabers, as not all of the material used to build them was reusable for the purposes of plugs, but the majority of both lightsabers had been used. The best part was that even if Ahsoka managed to gain enough composure to start using the force she would be unable to unlock the belt. The locking mechanism was small but very complex, and it was connected to a scanner locked on to Barriss’s DNA. 

Once the chastity belt was locking in place Barriss allowed Ahsoka to fall back onto the metal table, with a soft thud resounding through the small room, along with a small groan of pain. She didn’t need to keep levitating Ahsoka for the last two components of her outfit. For the second-to-last addition, Barriss picked up a very ornate looking black metallic collar. “This is probably my favorite item,” Barriss explained as she walked around the table, approaching the head, where Ahsoka’s head lay. “I discovered it in an old Sith temple. Apparently it was used by ancient Sith Lords to ensure that their slaves could never be freed,” she paused, almost chuckling as she remembered Ahsoka was blind and couldn’t tell what Barriss was referring to. “You’ll have to forgive me, I forgot for a moment you couldn’t see,” she apologetically patted Ahsoka’s head, prompting the rubberized woman to recoil. This did elicit a small laugh out of Barriss before she resumed her monologue. “This artifact is a Sith Slave Collar. It responds solely to those who use the Dark Side after being locked, ensuring no Jedi could liberate a Sith Slave. Since my connection to the Dark Side is fading with every day, I imagine within a couple months it will be impossible for me to unlock the collar. Even today it would probably take a period of intense focus,” as she spoke Barriss slipped the collar over Ahsoka’s yet, the end of her sentence coinciding with the satisfying *click* of the lock.

“Now you are truly marked as mine, now and forever,” Barriss said, bending over and planting a tender kiss on Ahsoka’s forehead as a choked sob escaped the now collared rubber doll. It was setting in now that there was no way out of this. Barriss had transformed her physically and even if somehow she was rescued and the rubber coating removed that damned collar would forever remain around her neck, marking her as property. 

There was, maybe, just maybe, one way out of this. It was a long shot, but if Ahsoka could focus enough she might be able to reach out through the Force and call for help. It was a long shot, but it beat doing nothing and accepting her fate. It also wouldn’t be quick or easy. She’d need to adapt to the feeling of the rubber on her skin, the collar around her neck, the crystals on her nipples, and the plugs inside of her that shifted with every little movement she made. It would take time to adjust to that enough to focus, so she just needed to keep her mind together until then. 

“For the final touch~” Barriss said as she extended her hand, using the Force to bring the last item to her rather than walking around the table again. “A simple yet effective gag,” she said as she held up the final item, a shiny red rubber ball, before beginning to push it into Ahsoka’s mouth. The Togruta tried to use her tongue to push back against the sphere, but like every other battle today it was one she lost. The rubber ball fit perfectly in her forced open mouth, further muffling any sounds she managed to make. 

“Perfect~” Barriss said before bending over, pressing her lips against the rubber ball in a kiss before dragging her tongue over it, drooling all over it as Ahsoka struggled underneath her. “Oh come now Ahsoka, struggling isn't going to do anything but tire you out,” she let out a sigh as she pulled away from Ahsoka. She’d love to indulge herself with her new plaything, to spend hours figuring out the best ways to elicit a reaction from Ahsoka. Alas, she was a fugitive of the Empire, and she couldn’t afford to stay in a single place for very long. Already word of the lightsaber duel would be spreading, and soon it would reach Imperial intelligence, who would pass it on to the Inquisitors. She currently had a head start, and if she spent any more time here she risked losing it. 

“I’m sure you’d love to play more, but unfortunately time is not on our side,” Barriss said as she stroked Ahsoka’s cheek. “Allow me to show you to your accommodations then~” she said as she used the Force to lift Ahsoka’s entire body off the table, lifting her above her own head, and gently rotating her until she was in a standing position. She didn’t set her down though, not trusting her to be able to stand on her own, not yet at least. She instead continued to push her back until she was in a rectangular indent in the back wall with a control panel next to it. “I should thank you for giving me the inspiration for this storage. If it weren’t for you telling me about how you infiltrated the Citadel I’d have never have thought to use it~” she said as she now set Ahsoka down, releasing her grip on her and letting her stand on her own two feet. As expected Ahsoka struggled, but she did manage to stay standing, though her knees shook as her mind processed Barriss’s words.

‘How I infiltrated the Citadel… we used… NO-’ Ahsoka’s mental dialogue came to a screeching halt as suddenly she was sprayed with liquid Carbonite. In the span of a few seconds the young woman was encased for a second time, now strapped in a slab of Carbonite, unable to move or think, but still with some level of awareness even with her mental faculties almost totally frozen. 

“Rest well my love, soon we’ll be able to play,” Barriss said softly as she leaned in, planting a small kiss on Ahsoka’s cheek before turning to leave the room. No longer needed, the metal table Ahsoka had been bound to sank down, becoming part of the floor that Barriss walked across. She already had her next destination in mind, a snowy planet isolated enough that they wouldn’t need to worry about the Empire finding them, leaving her free to enjoy Ahsoka’s company for the rest of their lives.

As Barriss took a seat in her ship's cockpit she couldn’t stop herself from smiling. Finally she had everything she needed, finally she was content after so many years. At the same time, not a thought went through Ahsoka’s head as her carbonite encased form stood there, waiting for Barriss, the former Jedi truly reduced to an object. For Barriss to finally have everything she needed, Ahsoka had to be stripped of everything she had. If she was fortunate she would retain her name, and if she wasn’t, then there was nothing she could do.