Chapter 4: In The Markets

"Aughh what happened?" Hera asked to herself waking up now chained to Azmorigan's chair and still naked from their sexual night. "Did I submit?"

"Ehhh, I guess that's one way of saying it. Plus, you are my slave girl submit or not that's not gonna change how I want to use you." Azmorigan replied

"Right... I'm sorry Master."

Disappointed, Azmorigan looked again having second thoughts about selling her "This would have been easier had her body not be so hot, but whatever I do not play with broken toys." The shipped alarmed "We will be arriving at Tatooine in a few hours."

"Tatooine? What... What are we doing in Tatooine?" Hera asked in shock and denial of knowing that she's about to be sold.

"Why? I'm selling you of course. You have served your purpose and I am going to buy a new feisty slave to replace you."

Hera stood in silence, in disbelief even. After all the suffering she went through at his hands and its just over just like that. She thought that she deserved at least a little bit more and asked. "Seems the journey is still a bit too far Master, maybe we can do a little something to pass the time rather than just sitting here?"

Much to Azmorigan's dismay, this was exactly what he wanted to avoid another tamed twi'lek. as he sighed. "Ehhh not me, not me, I already split your hole big enough but maybe I know someone who would enjoy your time."

"What? Who?" Hera asked as she watch him press a button and four guards entered, humanoids wearing insect helmets who have been lusting over the green twi'lek ever since she stripped naked.

"But you're my Master, I'm only supposed to fuck you." Hera begged not wanting to be gangbanged by these guards.

"HAH! Still so naive, I am your Master, I tell you what will please me and you will do everything to fulfill it. Now if I say you fuck these guards what do you reply?"

"Yes, Master." Hera replied with sadness in her breath.

"Good, good, you learning better obedience, but your sex was unsatisfactory. Too bland if you're gonna compete in the slave market. So practice with these guards." Azmorigan replied as he handed the leash to these men who started removing their clothes and let Azmorigan watch them fuck Hera.

Depressingly, Hera got on all fours at the sight of these penises in front of her. Knowing that they weren't as big as Azmorigan's gave her some comfort as she took in one in her mouth another in a pussy while the other two she grabbed with her hands.

The guards changed positions as they tried out every orifice in her body even trying both her pussy and ass at the same time, Azmorigan watch her body get better as she eased up and even here her enjoy herself. Hera hated that this was happening but the sensation and the adoration of the guards calling her a good fuck and moaning in pleasure turned her on making her react with moans of her own. She even put in more effort as the guards lied down with their erected penises pointed upwards as Hera shifted from dick to dick feeling them all inside her and they ended as they blasted their cum on her face. "Oh wow... that was so disgustingly good." she commented.

A droid then entered the room stating. "We are approaching Tatooine now, landing in less than 10 minutes."

"Good, good. Slave clean yourself up and return back here again." Azmorigan stated.

"Yes Master." Hera hesitatingly answered. She walked to the bathroom cleaning off the cum and the stench of body odor after that rough fucking. She looked herself in a mirror and asked. "So this is how it came to? All those years wanting to escape Ryloth only to end up in the hands of a Jablogian... I'm so glad my father can't see me now. Hopefully, I'll find a better Master." She replied with no hope of escape now from slavery. She understood more than ever she was a sexy woman and would be a prize to any Master, no one would be kind or foolish enough to release her.

Returning back to Azmorigan's room she begged one more time that he would keep her. While she hated being with him, she hated more the idea that someone she knows would find and buy her in the market. Being the daughter of the famed Cham Syndulla, and a rebel pilot, she had made many enemies in her day such as the Empire. "Please Master... I hope you can still keep me. I'm a rebel, surely there's more value in keeping me. You keep referring to me as attractive, please I'll do whatever you wish just let me stay on your leash." Hera thought as a glimmer of resistance still burned inside her.

"Is that disobedience I sense?" Azmorigan asked in excitement and sterness however his methods have proven effective again as the naked slave girl reverted to a submissive kneel and lowered her head "No Master, please do with me as you wish."

The doors opened and Azmorigan pulled Hera up shoving her out of the room. "Wait Master, I'm afraid you forgot to put my clothing back on?" Hera asked, not wanting to be paraded over the planet in her current state.

"No, no clothes for you slave. That will cover your most "valuable" areas. Except for this." Azmorigan found her pilot goggles and reattached it to her head. "There, that will add to your valuable. Some buyers love collecting rebel slaves. Now, make sure your newly healed pussy on full display. Its not tight but its very warm and soft."

"Healed?" Hera asked as she felt herself and saw that her pussy and ass were tight again as if last night never happened.

"Special elixirs I got from the Hutts. I'm hoping if they see that, it will boost chances of a higher price for you." Azmorigan mocked as Hera reluctantly walked out the door completely naked feeling the cold steel floor of the ship on her feet. As they exited the ship, the sun kissed her green skin and despite being mentally broken from the traumatic fucking she had last night. Hera hesitated and cringed to walk a step forward. "Dammit, I'm naked... I'm naked, how can I allow these random strangers to see me like this?"

"Move slave!" Azmorigan commanded "Stop acting so shy, any one of these creature here can buy you so better get used to walking around as a naked whore."

Gulping Hera lowered her head and kept her arms stiff to her sides, "Yes Master..." Hera humbly replied as she walked in the open slave market in the outskirts of Mos Eisley. "Fuck, all that time we spent fucking each other. Sure it was rough but it felt right, I was disgusted by you but your cock just broke me. I was ready to be your slave, YOUR SLAVE. God, I'm not ready for others to see me like this. What if people I know are here? What if my father finds me here? He wouldn't dare take me back seeing how much I disgraced our family name."

Entering the market, Hera's nose cringed at the smell of sweat from all these different naked creatures bathing under the twin suns. Smell was the least of her worries however, despite this it was bearable after living with Ezra and Zeb, what really horrified her was the sight of how these other female slaves were presented. Some women have their arms tied above their head making them easy to grope and unable to fight back from their potential new owners. She spotted fellow twi'lek slaves locked in cages, and those unfortunate enough to have no buyers just wander the streets dancing naked for money or getting raped by some of the filthy criminals looking by.

Obviously, her well trained and fit body would save her from that kind of disgrace and even now she's being eyed already by the dozens of Trandoshians, Falleen, and even Gamorreans shopping for a new slave. "God, I hope I don't end up in the hands of those fucking pigs." Hera's frightened and frozen body slowly walking in front of her master. The shame of feeling the breeze in every inch of her skin didn't help her in easing down as the goosebumps just made her want to close her body even more.

Tugging her leash, Azmorigan slapped her saying "What are you trying to do slave? Get a Toydarian master, look sexy or else no high profile master will want to buy you." Hera, however, wanted to take her last chance pleading "Please no master, I want you to own me. I know I resisted but, I'd rather be with you than anyone else here."

"Is that so?"

"Yes Master, I beg of you to keep me. If parading me around was a threat, then you win I'll do anything."

"Say that again loudly slave."

Hera's heart pounded knowing that everyone was loving her humiliation and obedience heaving and letting out. "I'll do anything Master!"

Azmorigan laughed "Here that everyone! This sexy green slave has been well trained by me. If you want a shot at her, I will be holding the auction at Helio's shop." Shortly after that announcement, the market started to buzz especially with some buyers taking note that the goggles and headpiece Hera was wear is Rebel gear. Some are men of Jabba the Hutt, and started salivating at Hera's body commenting that she looks a lot like Oola and would want a girl like her all to themselves. Azmorigan cruely smiled pulling her close again "Disappointed hmm? Well, I don't care. You are a slave girl now and are in no position to make deals with your superior." he said as he licked her cheek. "I know you've started craving me slave. Which is making your walk of shame much more entertaining."

Hera accepted now that her turn with Azmorigan is indeed over as she turned around seeing the crowd double in interest of her. Not wanting to go through the humiliation of obeying others again, Hera only promised her slavery to Azmorigan but now she considered freedom again. Weighing her options. "If I get a poor master, then that means I have a better chance escaping and returning to the rebels... assuming the rebellion is still going on... but if they aren't, Then a rich master would make slavery more bearable."

While her morals continued to bubble inside her, Hera's primitive twi'lek instinct started encouraging her that maybe a life of sex and obedience wouldn't be so bad after all. She felt Azmorigan getting impatient and accepted deep down he'd rather have a luxurious master than a gamorrean. Flipping her lekku back, Hera started walking more sultrily and watching how her hips moved with every step she took. "I'm sorry Kanan, Ezra, I know you'd be ashamed of me right now. But I have to do what saves my ass the most."

The crowd's interest started to grow as whistling and jeering got louder. The guards being more aggressive to make sure Hera was an untouched good from commoners and other filthy creatures. "Dammit, I'm being praised like a queen. I am quite enjoying this." Hera smiled as her nipples hardened from this voyuer experience as her shame started to fade away. Her body that was hidden so long in a jumpsuit, now glisstening from her sweat and the shimmer of the twin suns bouncing off her perky breasts and round butt. She was revelling at the crowd's approval, that she didn't even notice that they were already at Helio's shop. "Oh wow, that much attention just for walking around naked. I know that I had a body but I didn't know I'd be escorted like a princess." Hera believed as her twi'lek kinkiness continued to blemish her shame with horny lies.

Helio, a fat humanoid wearing a brown robe was one of the most profitable and popular slave traders in the Outer Rim, stood out of his booth to inspect Hera. "Oh wow Azmorigan, from all the slaves you've delivered to me none were as hot as this. Surely she's a kidnap no? Royalty?"

"Good ol' Helio! This slave here was a payment from that wretched Calrissian. She is a rebel pilot, but just like any twi'lek she broke to my penis too."

"HAHAHAHAHA! I would expect no less. These proud women always underestimate Jablogian anatomy, and I should expect that she's been healed with that Hutt elixirs I gave hmmm."

"Quite right, I already had my fun with her. How much can I expect from selling her?"

Helio took a good look as he grabbed Hera's remote collar. Hera's body moved into inspection position without her control - her legs spread wide and her hands behind her head. "Hmmm yes, very sexy. Quite a well maintained body for a rebel I'd say. Now girl, speak. Are you from royalty?"

"No sir, but I am born from the Syndulla family."

"Syndulla! HAHAHAHA! Why didn't you say so sooner? You know girl your father is quite a ruckus to the slave market. Always trying to free my products, and now I have control of his daughter."

Azmorigan laughed alongside him too and asked "So Helio? How much can I get for her?"

Helio looked back saying "I don't know. I was thinking of maybe keeping her myself to spite her father." but with those words, the crowd grew angry wanting a fair chance at buying her body. Helio considered that maybe it wouldn't be wise to anger such many people and announced. "People people, ol' Helio has a solution. A body like this is too good for just a fixed price. We will hold an auction for her!" Helio moved to Azmorigan saying "For you my friend, I can offer 10% profit from this."

"TEN, No deal. I say 40"

"Because she seems like she'll draw good business tonight, I can go 30%."

Azmorigan shook hands with Helio promising to wire the profit after the auction. Azmorigan took one last look at his slave, walking close and grabbing a cup of her ass. "It is quite sad to let you go. Thankfully, I have our sextapes to remind me how sexy and feisty you were. Who knows maybe I'll send them to your father HAHAHAHAH."

Hera shouted. "NO!" feeling shame again for disgracing her family name. However, Azmorigan gets the last laugh as Helio was much worse than he was. "Disobedience will be punished!" He said grabbing her remote shocking her as Hera floundered on the floor making the crowd cheer at her helplessness.

Waking up, Hera found herself chained up with her hands above her head and her legs tied in between wood keeping them spread wide. The spotlight on her face didn't help her figure out those trying to buy her and all she can comprehend was Helio shouting out numbers.

"5,000, No 5,500. More? We got 7,000 from the Wookie. 8,000 raised by the stormtrooper." Helio continued... Hera momentarily paused at the idea. "Oh shit, I didn't expect empire goons here. Damn it whatever, if they kill me. That will be much better than suffering more humiliation like this."

"40,000! No more higher. Going once, twice, SOLD to the stormtrooper from behind." Helio stated, a chorus of boos followed them as a number of them appeared making sure that Hera leaves the market unharmed.

"When I said a luxurious master, I expected a prince or a senator. I didn't think a stormtrooper actually have 40,000 units to splurge." Hera thought then asked out "Do we really need to do this... You probably know that I'm a rebel so might as well just kill me here."

"Silence." The stormtrooper boomed as he pulled her to his ship. "It's because you're a rebel that we were sent here to buy you."

"Wait what?" Hera asked "So you're not my Master?" Annoyed, the stormtrooper grabbed her remote and shocked her to sleep again as their faint voices was all she heard before it went dark. "Hurry, hurry, don't damage her. The admiral will not be pleased if she arrives bruised."

She was shocked awake and to Hera's horror she immediately realized that she was being held in an Imperial ship. Her head was fuzzy from all the shocking she's been receiving and looking up she met her new Master - Grand Admiral Thrawn.

"Thrawn? What... what are you doing here?"

Thrawn smirked looking down "Calling me by my name? and here I was told you were already well trained. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Silent and with her mouth gaping wide, "You're my Master..."

"Indeed." Thrawn stated "While I wasn't intending in using you for sexual purposes, I must say it is getting harder to resist."

"Wait so, if you didn't buy me to fuck me. What else is there for you... Master." Hera replied cautiously knowing how cruel and wicked the Grand Admiral can be.

"Tactical reasons of course. You rebel scum might be small but are so hard to capture. With you in my grasp, I can finally do the inquisitor's job of killing those jedi myself."

"You're using me as bait I see." Hera said sadly knowing that her horniness and submission to her primal sex will be the downfall of her many friends, and even of her own father.

"Such a smart little girl, too bad you're reduced to a sex slave." Thrawn said as he unzipped his pants.

"Oh no." Hera stated. Thrawn stood there and motioned her to get closer "Come on slave, I'm sure you know what to do now."

Hera asked. "Yes... Master." She cringed at the idea of being dominated by her worst enemy. "Which hole would you want to use?"

Thrawn laughed at her obedience "Such initiative, I guess you were trained well after all. I want you to use your mouth first slave. I take much pleasure in seeing that mouth of yours be used as nothing more than my pleasure toy."

Hera cringed again at how pathetic she's about to be treated knowing that Thrawn wouldn't shut up about his ownership of her anytime soon. "Yes Master." She said as she crawled over to meet his penis thinking "Its warm... its so comforting, and at least this time I think it will actually fit in me. Unlike Azmorigan's massive alien cock." Hera got to sucking and instinctively tried to use every muscle in her lips and even using her tongue playfully.

Thrawn looked down smiling at her defeat. There really is no victory sweeter than seeing your enemy kneel down and use their mouth in such a shameful way. Especially for a woman as proud as Hera, her reputation completely ruined in less than a few days. One of the rebellion's best pilots now reduced to a kneeling pleasure slave. Hera released herself to catch a breath and seeing his erect penis start to leak out with precum.

Thrawn advised her. "Don't stop slave, keep going and don't be afraid to play with my balls either."

Hera nodded and started licking around his balls and even sucking on them and unintentionally she made a sound "Mmmmmmm..." and blushed at the thought of even letting that come out of her. Thrawn pet her head "I see that you're quite enjoying this twi'lek. If you keep this up, I can assure you a pleasurable life in the Empire and make you regret of ever flying a ship."

Hera stiffened up at Thrawn disrespecting her dreams but couldn't really do much knowing that if he angered her here she might be sent off to the guards... but the alternative was being executed. But the gamble is too risky, she can barely live with being one master's slave, what more if she's the slave of dozens of other men so she just continued with giving Thrawn a sensual blowjob.

Grunting, He grabbed her by the head and pushed her face closer to him with his dick choking her throat. "Gahh, oh yeah. That's so good!" Thrawn mentioned throwing Hera's body to the floor. "Well done Hera, that blowjob was worth all that trouble you caused me for years. I can't wait to try that pussy of yours."

Hera replied emotionlessly as the taste of Thrawn's cum stuck to her mouth "Well nothing's stopping you right?"

Thrawn shrugged off the attitude "Still getting lip from you? I will allow you to do that because of how good your blowjobs are."

Hera replied "Thank you Master, what do you wish from me now?"

"Such enthusiasm but first we're going to have to process you." Thrawn replied and called a torture bot to mark above her butt the symbol of the Empire. Now tattooed and marked, Hera screamed from the bot's wrecklessness and following protocol despite her resistance and agony screams.

"You couldn't have done that while I was asleep?" Hera asked.

"And miss out from that performance?" Thrawn mocked as he grabbed her collar "Are you ready to obey me again slave?"

"Yes Master... anything." Hera said helplessly. "I'm in the Empire, even if I did think of it. I'd have no chance of escape so I might as well live in luxury as your slave. I will do anything you want."

Hera's eyes widened as Thrawn said "I want Sabine Wren too."