Chapter 3: Ahsoka's First Day

Morning arrived and Rotta yanked Ahsoka's chain waking her abruptly. "Gahhhh, what the fuck!" Ahsoka yelled holding the leash trying to resist Rotta's control. "HOHOOO sorry for startling you... slave. I just wanted to greet you good morning."

"Well I can think of a hundred ways to do it better than that." Ahsoka said with a mean stare at her Master and started covering her ppussy with one hand and the other still on the chain not wanting to make any more contact with her vile and disgusting Master. "At this point, my pussy is the only thing he hasn't violated and I'd like to keep that true as long as possible." she thought to herself then felt the slime from last night start to crust over her body.

"Hmmmm, you look like you can use a bath my slave, but I don't mind if you prefer being in that state. I find your smell quite... attractive."

"Attractive? I smell like I just spent a whole night dipped in shit and vomit. You're disgusting Rot- Master."

"While that may be true for most creatures, to us Hutts. The more you smell like us, the more irresistible you become." Rootta said belching in front of her.

"Eughhh, fuck you. Take me to the damn showers now." Ahsoka commanded from Rotta.

"Mmmm? Is that how you address me slave?" Rotta replied trying to assert dominance back to him and using some lessons he learned overnight "Maybe if you beg to me nicely, I'll allow you to get clean and maybe even get you an outfit that will make you look "more decent."

Snarling behind her breath, Ahsoka played along with it and took deep breaths trying to maintain her composure trying to make Rotta really has power over her. "Yes Master, may your new slave please clean herself for you." she replied with venom in her breath.

"HOHOHO very well then! Let me take you to the harem." Rotta said as he boarded the dais and gestured Ahsoka to it. Slowly she walked toward the dais only to be pulled towards it and climbed a top of Rotta. Her feet stepping on his fat both spread apart, she was lucky Rotta didn't have a dick as her legs were spread apart stopping nothing from penetrating her. Her hands gripped on to Rotta's face as she stared fearfully at him. As fear turned to annoyance, Rotta smiled whenever Ahsoka showed signs of weakness and sensed that she's kept a brave facade for so long and was allowing her to show a more submissive side to him. "When I command you to do something, I expect you to do it as soon as you can. Especially now, we have a lot of training to go through in 2 days."

"Yes Master, I'm sorry." She said without blinking as her body started to stiffen in rage trying to hold herself back. "I should have killed you with my lightsaber years ago." Ahsoka thought as she jumped off her master's body and took a seat on the dais crossing her legs and praying they don't run into anyone. The dais hovered toward the harem and Rotta couldn't help himself with the view of his slave's smooth back and her firm shoulders. Out of uncrontrollable urge, he grabbed her by the shoulder and caressed it lightly. Ahsoka bit her tongue and flinched a bit hoping his grubby hand would release her. "Fuck, how far is this harem. For a small ass palace, this is starting to feel like forever." She started to squirm a bit more now as the slime from his hand started to drip down on her body again. "Oh force no, not again." The slime smelling as bad as she did and liquifying the crusts in her body making her feel more sensitive again. At that thought she was glad that Rotta only touched her shoulder rather than her more sensitive lekku, while Rotta thought she was servicing her by making his touch like a massage the more aggressive his hand he didn't realize that Ahsoka was getting more and more pissed.

Arriving at a dark and very dusty room, this was the harem. It has never been used before and Rotta has abandoned and even forgotten most of this room in his palace. Coughing Ahsoka remarked "For fuck sake, you expect me to live in a crap hole like this. Its as if never set foot in here."

"This is why you should be thankful for me slave, I let you sleep in my prestigious room rather than send you alone here." Rotta replied as he turned on the lights that barely lit up the place and pointed Ahsoka to the showers. She walked towards it but feeling a tug on her leash Rotta ordered "I said you should be thankful."

Ahsoka replied with growing spite. "Thank you Master..."

"Very good slave, now go and hurry up after you clean yourself I will give you your new outfit." Rotta replied to no response from Ahsoka aside from a blank stare. Walking in the dark halls Ahsoka entered the showers and turned it on. Her chain still trailing her so Rotta can tug on her when she's been in there for too long, all this time she's been wanting to cry and now that she has some "privacy" she did leaning to the wall and letting the running water cover the sounds she made. Grabbing some soap she started to wipe off the stains on her body and assessed her options. She's been so focused and lost in thought she's started to forget about her connection to the force, and maybe she could mind trick her way out of Rotta at the right time. Maybe even threaten him especially now that he's beccoming more grabby of her and try to set some limitations and standards aside from no sex. But most importantly, threaten him by being a bad slave in front of the other hutts and ruin him in front of Jabba. Before she can think deeper she looked to her left only to realize that the wall wasn't a wall but a clear and open window she didn't notice because of how dark the harem was, and even worse Rotta silently enjoying the view of seeing her bathe.

Standing straight with soap still on her body she asked. "You couldn't have at least given me this privacy?"

"I'm afraid privacy is a privilege not reserved for slaves. Plus you just spent an entire night with me completely naked, whatever dignity or pride you kept is pretty much gone to me now. All you are is mine and its time you start to realize that." Rotta explained.

Finishing her bath and starting to worry about being displayed like a Tatooine street whore and giving Rotta a show by showering beside a window, walking out the shower the air vents opened to blow her dry and following the leash she made her way back to Rotta.

"I just let you use my facilities, what do we say slave."

"Th... thank you Master, for letting me shower." Ahsoka said growing more and more annoyed as she sighed loudly at those orders.

"And for letting me watch." Rotta continued to play with her and enjoyed making her mad as she clenched her fists

"Thank you... for watching me shower Master."

"HOHOHO, its my pleasure slave. While I do enjoy reminding you of your place, you must learn to become very appreciative of everything I do especially in front of the other hutts. Understood?"

"Yes Master." Ahsoka said but in her head continued. "Don't push it though or I will make sure you regret everything you've done to me." but instead blurted out "Now may you be so gracious enough to gift me some clothes."

"See that, much better than waiting for me to prompt you. After all you aren't a child anymore and gratitude is something that should be natural to you." Rotta said handing her a small box. She grimaced at how small the box was but then again knowing how skimpy slave outfit is, she shouldn't really be as surprised as she is. Opening it, she saw four golden plates and a black cloth wide enough to cover most of her pussy, for her top she only saw a thin tube top that only covered her nipples leaving a lot of cleavage and underboob. "Better than nothing I guess.." she whispered to herself as she put it on.

Fitting in her tube top, it was a velcro strap connected at the back. It was tighter than she'd like it to be forcing her breasts to look plump and always form a cleavage, with her tits being able to poke out if they ever harden. She didn't appreciate either how easy it would be to rip out her top from behind especially since it will always be within arms reach of Rotta. Her golden plates however were longer than they were wide, two longer plates covered her front and back and the other two on her sides. She also noticed that there was nothing to control how loose of how tight she'd like to keep these skirts. All she knew was that her skirts are held down by those golden plates and her hips being the only thing holding them on her with the black silks covering her most intimate areas currently only seen by her and Rotta and complement her orange skin highlighting just how naked she is in her new outfit. These silks were see see through but multilayered covering her ass but leaving most of her cheeks exposed and her pussy covered but barely wide enough to also cover her inner thighs.

Rotta revelled at her new look and to complete it off gave her a golden tiara to match her skirt plates and replacing her old one. "There perfect!" he remarked as he looked down on her and gently pulled her close. Ahsoka couldn't bare to look up at him and felt her connection to the force weaken as she felt her connection to the leash grow stronger. "Nothing to say to me lovely slave?" Rotta prompted.

Clearing her throat not wanting to cry directly in front of him, she took a big gulp and replied "Thank you for clothing me Master."

"Now come aboard Ahsoka, its time I present you to my court." Rotta said excitedly.

"Present me? Do we really have to do this?" Ahsoka said trying to save herself from humiliation at being shown at such a defeated state. "But of course" Rotta said "How else is everyone going to believe I actually enslaved you until others witness your presence. And besides, a creature as beautiful as you would seem rather greedy that only I get to marvel at your looks.

Rotta spoke these trying to flatter her but ended up only making her feel creeped out being objectified and described as nothing more than a palace slave. Reluctantly she sat in front of Rotta as they made their way to the throne room. "Just gotta brace myself, I can make it through this. I am a je-, I am a reb-" everything Ahsoka used to describe herself don't really apply to her anymore and her heart sank at the idea that maybe being a slave is the best and most purpose she has now. "So pretty.." Rotta continued to blurt out as she grabbed her by both shoulders noticing she was tensing up in shame. Massaging both of her shoulders, Ahsoka squirmed some more as her newly rinsed skin started to get stained again from Rotta's touch.

"Ugh please Master, can you not hold me like that?"

"Why do you not enjoy it slave?" Rotta asked

"Not particularly... plus I just bathed, it would be a wasted effort if you keep touching me that way."

"Hmmmmm" Rotta snarled at her feisty attitude. He was aroused by it but wanted his new Togruta to be more submissive. "Listen slave, you'll only be here until the end of the Council. Can you at least try and play along? How humiliating could it actually be?" Rotta replied.

Ahsoka looked back but before she can blurt out a word Rotta took a huff from his hookah and blew it out towards Ahsoka. Coughing and getting lost in thought, she's been hit with an aphrodisiac made of rare spices. A rather desperate attempt to make Ahsoka a little more submissive but a necessary one hoping this would convince her to act less stoic and enjoy her time in his chain. "I... uhmmm... oh I... fine Master. I'll... I'll play along to your commands." she spoke completely intoxicated as her head felt fuzzy and started giving a sultry smile leaning back towards her fat master.

Upon entering the room, the protocol droid announced their arrival "Ladies and Gentleman, Lord Rotta and oh my... his new slave Ahsoka Tano!" The crowd cheered at they looked at the loose and drugged Togruta smiling uncontrollably and playing with her hands spreading them wide. unconsciously, she waved towards them and bit her lip causing them to go crazy. Glad to see her again and in much more "appropriate" clothing. Business has never been better in the palace as news of Rotta's first slave spread throughout the planet and the Outer Rim.

One of his business associates asked. "Is this real Lord Rotta? She is your loving slave?"

"But of course, why else would she wear my collar and be dressed in such a manner?" Rotta replied "Isn't that right my lovely Ahsoka?" He said pulling her up to meet his eyes belching at her and Ahsoka smelling all of it getting turned on by it as she hugged Rotta tightly and her eyes showing nothing but lust. "Oh Master, your smell makes me so hot." shaking her head she just realized what she said as the spices started to wane out "Wait oh my force, what was that." but before she can go any further Rotta blew another huff to her direction. Other business associates came to Rotta astounded how he's embraced hutt culture and asked if they can examine the fit ex-jedi Togruta.

Grabbing her close, Ahsoka moaned profusely at each of their touches. A trandoshian man started stroking her sides trying to outline her amazing body and cupped over her breasts, Ahsoka licked her lips and felt hot as his hands started to explore her butt as well with her silks easily being pushed aside. Rotta started feeling insecure at how sexy Ahsoka was acting and even getting close to kissing the trandoshian. But before they could, Rotta pulled her back to him and she landed face first to his fat and felt tingly at the taste of the slime she had profusely hated.

Rotta boomed "That is enough Prozei! May I remind you that this slave is not for you to enjoy."

"Not now at least, maybe we can broker a deal for her? I know how much this Togruta is worth and I can pay her price and then some."

"NO! AHSOKA IS MINE AND MINE ONLY!" Rotta roared getting defensive at his beloved slave. Understanding well from hutt culture that a slave is an extension of what makes a hutt, Ahsoka means more to him than just a sexy catch and while that may not have been too evident to her. He has started to show genuine care for her albeit in his own Hutt ways. Ahsoka heard parts of what he said and took a little appreciation that she's being valued more than just a regular slave.

Relaxing by his side, the rest of the day went as a blur to Ahsoka. At some point, she felt herself getting groped and fondled by a couple of more men before resting and laying down to Rotta with her head on his belly. As the day turned into night, she was actually quite pleased that she wasn't fully conscious for all of that sexual assault and actually wanted to get more drugged just to make this entire experience nothing more than a bad dream. Unfortunately though, she still felt aches in her body especially her ass being squeezed for hours by so many men (and women) even now Rotta's hand still unable to let go of and petting her very sensitive lekku especially with the effects of the spices. Regaining more control of her body, she tried to hide her moans and stiffening out preventing to be anymore entertainment to these perverts.

Rotta asked as he sensed her discomfort return "Is there a problem my slave?"

"Nghhhhh, yeah um. Can you so kindly give me another huff of your hookah?" She asked as she extended her hand and rubbed his belly.

Rotta replied "I'm sorry slave, I already gave you two concentrated huffs of it just to hope that maybe you'd learn how a good slave acts. But now, for the rest of the night, I wish you to be a willing slave by your own control." while it was important that she does know how to be obedient without the spices. Rotta lied to her because he only had a limited supply of those spices left and he's saving what he has left just in case for the council.

Just as dinner finished, the band started to play and Rotta's court started to chant "Make her dance! Make her dance! Make her dance!" Rotta considered it and remembered that a slave dance is a very important act of a slave wanting to be taken by her master. Looking at Ahsoka, she stared back with widened eyes and tried to plead "Oh please no Master, I... I don't know how to dance."

"I have a hard time believing that, plus it would make great practice in case you're also asked to perform for the Hutt Council."

"Come on Master, I already let you and your men use my body and get passed around like a toy. I.. I beg of you don't make me dance."

"You have already demanded that I don't fuck you Ahsoka, it either that or dancing. I can't grant you both that seems rather too generous of me."

Ahsoka couldn't reply to it as she flushed red in shame wishing she was still drugged right now. Her silence gave Rotta her answer and she shoved her off the dais. The band shifted to a sexy jazz song as the chants roared louder "DANCE! DANCE! DANCE!"

Rotta adding on "Come on slave, you have the body for it. Give the people what they want, after letting them feel you all day it seems only right that you send them home happy with a performance.