"Untill one of us is dead " din djarin ff

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“I swear to the Maker, if you don’t get back on the Crest now, I’m gonna-,”
Din is cut off by the sound of your lightsaber clashing through the plastoid armor of the stormtrooper to your left.

You swing your saber around, showing off more than you need to. You throw it down the alleyway, feeling through the force as it cuts through another stormtrooper before finding its way back to your hand.

Din rolls his eyes as he holds his saber to your throat. “You heard me. Do you not know your place, girl?” he says, his eyes looking past you to his team. “Hold her.” he orders, his gaze going back to you. “I’ll teach you to respect your betters after I’ve taken my fill.” He grins, a cold gleam in his eye. “Or do you have any suggestions for how I can break my boredom?”

" what did you say? I didn't listen" I sayed with a apologising smirk

Din snickers. “As stupid as you look, then,” he says, his saber still to your throat. His left hand moves to his belt, grabbing a shock bracelet and holding it above you. “You have no right to speak. You will hold your tongue, or I will cut it out for you.” he says. “Do you understand me?”

" Yes sir "

“Good girl.”, he says, putting his saber away. He clips the shock bracelet on your ankle, pressing the control in his hand, giving it a slight shock. “Let’s try that again. What is your place, girl?” he asks again, looking down at you.

" were ever you want me " i looked deep into his Visier while saying it.

Din’s eyes narrow even further as he looks at you. “You are here to serve me and my Empire in whatever way I see fit. Do you deny that?” he asks, his hand getting ready to shock you again.

" yes..."

He shocks you. “Do not speak unless spoken to, you insolent slave. Do you deny that you are nothing but a tool, to be used and abused at our leisure?” he asks, his hand hovering over the shock button.

I nodded

The shocks will continue until you learn how to speak with the respect I deserve,” Din says coldly. “Tell me what I deserve, girl,” he says, glaring down at you and raising his hand to shock you again.

" I thought im Not allowed to speak"

Din sighs, shaking his head. “Are you really this dense? Or only this stubborn?” he asks. “I will repeat myself. You are a slave, and therefore a tool. I am your superior. Now speak, girl.” he says, his hand moving toward the shock button again.

" you deserve nothing" I gritted coldly through my teeth

Din’s eyes flash as he grabs you by the neck. His hand shakes, but he doesn’t shock you. “How dare you. You stand before one of the Empire’s strongest warriors, who’s killed more of your kind than you will ever know. A man who’s brought entire worlds to heel, and you say I deserve nothing?”

" what do you want me to do or say ?"

“Apologise, first. Now. Or I’ll throw you in the brig until you learn how to speak with respect.” he says, his grip on your neck tightening. “Do it.”

"please forgive me for my misbehavior" I sayed while looking away

“Again. And look at me when you speak to me.” he says, tightening his grip once more. “This is your last chance.”

A soft wimmer escaped my throat while I slowly glared into his Visior "I'm sorry for my misbehavior mandalor"

Din lets go of you and takes a step back, breathing heavily. “This time, I will let it go,” he says, his voice still dangerously low. “I have my eyes on you, girl. Next time, I will show no such restraint. Am I understood?”