Disclaimer: the character and setting that are written in this story are created by George Lucas and are owned by Disney. The main character is simply a villainous spellcaster who plans on obtaining his own harem. The first chapter is in first-person and it is written with no quoted because I'm trying something new.
Warning: Contains sexual content.
Here, it is not simply a world, but an entire galaxy of worlds connecting one another. It was a bit difficult finding my chosen servant. A high level divination spell can be powered by the tears of an elder sleeping dragon from my home world. It was my friendship with such a dragon that provided me with the material I needed.
At my cauldron, I cast the spell and saw her face in the waters. She was not of any race from my world, red skin, white horn-like head accessories of some sort. I then began watching her, knowing more about her. Ahsoka Tano, a togruta who traveled to the planet of Coruscant to join an order of powerful monks who wield dangerous weapons of light and an invisible magic called 'the force'. She had trained well and had fought many battles; she is fast, cunning, and daring. A difficult opponent for me if I am to try and take her in. However, as a wielder of the arcanic arts, I had managed to travel to another world before. A world that to be ruled by warriors of the shadow, they were highly skilled rogues that possessed powerful magic they called 'jutsus' which I couldn't master.
I had desired something from them, an artifact that would prove valuable as well as useful, but they knew it's value more so than I could ever imagine. Sharingans; eyes of a bloodline of cursed rogues. I had acquired one from a dying man on the battlefield before another came along, taking the other eye. These eyes were so valuable, they were graverobbed when the chance was available.
After returning home, I performed my own surgery. Difficult, it was, though my medical knowledge along with my magic was enough to assist my success and recovery. The eye is truly amazing, I can see every detail of whatever is before me, I can read movements and predict intentional acts, I can also see the magical aura around and within people and what's even more astounding is the able to copy the movement and reflexes of others, battle stances, dances, sleight of hand tricks, and others. Though it only comes with the price that as it is open, it will drain my energy. I haven't been able to switch it off, nor do I try dispelling it, fearing I would lost it for good.
Returning to my tale of the togruta, I had packed a bag of essentials, donned a dark cloak and loose clothing, and for my artifact which I call the Piercing Eye, I cover it with an eye patch. Once I was ready, I activated my Dragon Well, a magical well that I enchanted with several high level ancient conjuration runes. The well flooded with water connected to the cauldron that was scrying Ahsoka. I jumped in.
I then awoke in a small metallic room that contained only a flat surface which may have been a bed. When I was peering into the cauldron, Ahsoka was piloting her ship, flying away from Coruscant, leaving the Jedi order. I knew if I was in her ship, then her sensory ability or the sensory ability of the droid she keeps will notify her, so I sat, waiting.
It wasn't long before she opened the door and stood staring at me, knowing I was here, but still surprised I had somehow showed up. She began by demanding how I snuck aboard, and I replied to her that I came from a world that her ship cannot reach and that I am planning on taking her back. She thought me to be crazy at first, but then took me as a threat when I then told her I was planning on making her my servant. She drew her light-sword, however she didn't know I knew she held a second one. I quickly cast a conjuring spell and brought the second sword to my hand. I flipped the switch and the green beam of light erected. She was surprised, thought me to be a sith, manipulating the force.
She was determined to defeat me, however, as we fought, she came to realized we were evenly matched, the reason being I had studied her fights through the scrying pool while having my piercing eye active. I know her moves, her tricks, her fighting style. I simply played with her until she tried to use the force to throw me off balance. Her blade nearly severed my head. There I chose to become serious and pull off my eye patch. I saw her and something else moving about her and on her; probably the force somehow, though it looked living.
The battle continued, but I had the upper hand, I read through her movements, and predicted every step. As I tripped her, I quickly pulled out a pinch of sand from my component pouch and recited a quick incantation, once I blew the sand onto her, Ahsoka fell asleep before she could say a word. Because I knew nothing of flying a ship that travels to other worlds, I quickly reactivated the portal and took Ahsoka through it. Out of the well, I managed to bring her to my world, to my home.
When the following morning came, Ahsoka had woken to find a neck collar and wrist cuffs. She soon found out that those accessories I gave her were enchanted and restricted her movements. She was truly a fighter, though she began meditation when there was no way out. I couldn't allow her mind to be in tact. I left her in one of my few dungeon-like cells, with little to eat daily, and barely any sunlight peeked through a small window at the top. She knew my plan was to crack her slowly. Though her mediation would have kept her going for possibly years, she didn't know about the effects of my music. For the next two months, I had played the flute with a specific melody that was composed to enchant listeners. Listening for a day would charm a person, for a week the listener would be compelled, but this went on for two months. This was way I was called the Dark Bard.
After I finally stopped, I opened the cell door to find her kneeling in the center. The determined look in her eyes was gone, drool dripped from her mouth, her mind was gone. To fully test this, I gave her her first set of demands and she complied easily. She referred to me as 'master' and when I dropped my pants, she accepted my member into her mouth. Taking advantage, I took my time thrusting into the mouth that others knew well for being 'snippy'. She had no words to say, she only muffled in between slurps. As I neared the end, I grabbed the back of her head with both hands and quicken the pace. She didn't refuse, she wasn't angry or scared, she was emotionless. I released inside her throat, and she swallowed slowly, taking big gulps as she looked up at me with her lost eyes. It was enjoyable and worth it, even the smack sound her lips made when my member left them. I told her this is only the beginning for her and she replied "Yes, master."
Author's Note: A short chapter, I know, it was written as something that come off the top of my mind. I'm hoping it will develop into something nicely. Now then, I'll be dabbling with ideas for the second chapter. Please let me know what you think and throw in some suggestions if you like.