"Well..." Ahsoka began slowly, taking a moment to consider her words before continuing. "Let's see... I know you like me to... be submissive." She paused, glancing down at the bed before looking back up at Dola with a knowing smile. "...and I think you'd really enjoy it if I was tied up."

She bit her lower lip thoughtfully as she continued. "But of course, that's not all..."

"Oh, come on..." Ahsoka drawled, rolling her eyes playfully. "You don't have to always be such a tease." She leaned in closer, reaching out to place a gentle hand on Dola's shoulder as she lowered her voice even further. "Look... I know you like me to give it up easily, and I will..." Her fingers began to massage Dola's shoulder, sending shivers down the other woman's spine. "...but I want this to be different."

"Mmm...ah," Ahsoka moaned, arching further into his touch as he caressed her breast. The sensation sent shivers of pleasure racing through her body, making it hard for her to focus on anything other than the feel of his hands and lips on her skin. She pulled away from him long enough to meet his eyes, a look of desire and need etched onto her face.

"How does that feel?" she whispered huskily, her voice thick with lust. "Do you like what I'm doing?"

Ahsoka smiled wickedly at his words, more than eager to show him what she had in store. With a sultry grin, she leaned back in her seat again and began to unfasten the rest of her clothes. Her lekku swished behind her as she moved, adding an air of sensuality to every motion.

First, her pants came off with a soft rustle, revealing her smooth legs and a thatch of black hair above her slender ass.