Ravai was a spy working for the Empire. His mission was to infiltrate a faction of rebels and gather intel. He had been on his mission for about 4 months when he was caught when a rebel saw him communicating his commanding officer. A fight broke out, and while Ravai was able to take on a few rebels, the faction's leader, Jedi Ahsoka Tano, entered the room and used the force to push Ravai against a wall, causing him to hit his head and black out.

Ravai woke up in a small room and was bound to an interrogation table.

"Oh good, you're awake." A feminine voice said.

The table was then tilted up and Ravai saw Ahsoka standing in front of him with her arms crossed.

"First off, I wanna congradulate you for managing to infiltrate my rebel faction for so long. Even I have to respect such skill." Ahsoka said. "But, you still work for the Empire, and I need to know what sort of information you have given them."

"I'll never talk, rebel scum." Ravai replied.

Ahsoka then pulled out what looked like jerky. "That's where you're wrong Imperial. Do you know what this is?"

"Jerky?" Ravai sarcastically answered.

"Close, it's thimiar jerky.It's a very popular treat on my homeworld." Ahsoka said. "Between you and me though, I think it taste like bantha poodoo, but my crew really love it as you no doubt saw many times in the mess hall."

"Yes, yes. What does this have to do with anything?" Ravai asked in an annoyed tone.

"I know my jedi mind tricks don't work on you. You never would've been able to infiltrate my crew for even a second had you not been so mentally trained. Luckilly for me, I have another idea on how to get the information I need." Ahsoka said before devouring the piece of thimiar jerky. "Bleh, I will never get used to that taste, but it's for the rebellion. *gag* Anyway, as I was saying. Thimiar meat makes me very, and I mean very, gassy, and with jerky it's even worse."

"What's the supposed to mean?" Ravai concernly asked.

"Oh, you'll see." Ahsoka said before using the force to tilt the table back so Ravai was lying down. She walked up to him so so was looking down at his face and lowered the table until he was at the height of her knees and she turned around. "You sure you don't wanna talk?"

Ravai stared at the Togruta's bubbly butt. He had to admit it was quite nice. But he didn't have time to admire a jedi's ass, he had an empire to fight for. "Never. For the Empire."

"Okay, but don't say I didn't give you a chance." Ahsoka said before lowering her ass until she was sitting on Ravai's face like a chair. "You'll definitely want to talk after this." TTTTTTTTHHHHHHPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPTTTTTTTTFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Ravai began to struggle against his binds. The fart reeked of the thimiar jerky, only it smelt as if it was marinating in rancor feces under the twin suns of Tatooine. How could her farts be this bad?

Ahsoka got off of Ravai's face. "Ready to talk?"

"*cough* Not... *cough* Not a chance." Ravai replied.

"So be it." Ahsoka said before pulling out 2 more pieces of thimiar jerky and devouring them and gagging from the taste. "That's right, Imperial. That one piece of jerky wasn't the only one I had on me. My whole crew volunteered their jerky to me so I could use my gas to get the information we need." She then lowered her face to his ear and whispered "One last chance. Do you wanna give me the information I want?"

This made Ravai extremely worried. There were over 100 people in her crew, so if they all gave her a piece of jerky, then he was in for the ultimate torture if she were to eat them all. But still, he had to stay strong for the Empire. "Do your worst, rebel scum."

"Have it your way, but you asked for it." Ahsoka said before straddling Ravai's body and sitting on his face again. "I was going to let these rippers out in the airlock, but since you wanna be a big tough Imperial..." FFFFFFFPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTPPPPPPPP TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHMMM
MMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFSSSSSSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFF PPPPPTTTTTTTPPPPPPPBBBBBBRRRRRRRUUUUUURRRRRRMMMMMMPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Ravai again struggled against his binds. The stench was somehow even worse, like something out of a nightmare. Part of him was willing to give up the information if it meant even a second away from this torture, the only thing that kept him from submitting was fear of what Lord Vader would do to him had he failed his mission.

Ahsoka then let out more rippers into Ravai's face. FFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF SSSSSSSLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOORRRRRRPPPPPPPPPFFFFFF
FFFFTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFF TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRUUU
UUUUUUURRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTFFFFFF BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUU
RRRRRRRRMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPPFFFF "My goodness, that stinks." she waved her hand over her nose. "I can't imagine how you must feel. You'll talk soon, I can feel it with the force, and with how much my farts stink."

They were able to agree on one thing, Ahsoka couldn't imagine the suffering Ravai was in right now. He felt like his nose was breathing in lava from Mustafar.

Ahsoka lifted her ass off of Ravai's face. "Ready to talk?"

"*cough* *cough* *cough* I'll never... *cough* *cough* I'll never talk." Ravai replied.

"Okay, I gave you a chance." Ahsoka said before lowering her ass back on Ravai's face. "I'm going to eat some more of that jerky to build up some more gas. This round's going to take more than a few hours. I'd bet a million credits you'll be begging to give me the information before we're even half way done, but we won't be done for hours. And when we finally are done, you'll tell me everything you know cause I'll have plenty more jerky to consume." PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFPPPPPPPPPP
PPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT
TTTTTTTTTTPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Ravai began to cry from his suffering. Ahsoka was dead wrong about him wanting to give up when they were only halfway done with this round, Ravai wanted to give up now. Her farts had become too much for him to withstand. He would rather face what Vader would do to him than spend another second under this Togruta's farting ass, and she planned on doing it for hours more before lifting up to ask him again. These were going to be the longest hours of his life.

For the next few hours, Ahsoka let out fart after fart after fart in Ravai's face and eating a piece of thimiar jerky every half hour.

About 4 hours into the torture, Ahsoka's farts became so foul that a single whiff nearly made her vomit. She ended up having to use the force to be able to hold her breath for the remaining hours.

7 hours into the torture, Ahsoka decided to lower her trousers so that Ravai's face was being smothered and blasted by her bare ass, his nose even being pressed against her asshole.

Finally, after 10 hours, Ahsoka pulled up her trousers and got off the table. "Are you ready to talk now, Imperial?"

Ravai was sobbing at this point. For 10 hours his face was blasted with farts, with 6 of those hours having the farts be so disgusting they'd made Vader himself vomit. "Please stop. I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Ahsoka smirked. She was pleased with her success. "Good, start talking."