Choosing a slave outfit for Ahsoka Tano

Scorpios Riddle took Ahsoka Tano to his closet, where he kept three chests of clothes. One held his own, while another held the different clothes he had gotten for Ahsoka. The clothes she would wear as his slave.

But now came the task he had both been looking forward to, and hadn't been. That was choosing the perfect outfit Ahsoka would wear everyday as his personal sex slave. He had already dismissed the idea of keeping her naked all the time. As much as he loved seeing Ahsoka naked, leaving with no clothes all the time would be impractical.

Scorpios had stolen three different outfits, each one revealing and feminine; fitting everyday attire for a slave girl, both because he couldn't make up his mind which one he wanted on Ahsoka, and just in case he ever wanted her to change clothes. He had decided that he would have to order to try on each outfit in turn, to see which one looked best on her

Scorpios turned and looked Ahsoka up and down, drinking in her beautiful, sexy, naked body. "Are you ready to try on your new clothes, my pet?" He asked. "Yes, master," Ahsoka replied eagerly. She was ready to finally, finally, be dressed again. Though this time, she would not be dressed for the role of a Jedi, or a civilian, or a mechanic, but a sex slave.

Scorpios took out of the chest three outfits and laid them down on the floor to look at them. For a long time, he and Ahsoka both stared at the outfits, both thinking the same thing. These outfits were not designed to protect the wearer's body, or her dignity. They were intended to demean and humiliate. Each of the outfits was skimpy and when put on, they would obviously leave much of the wearer's body exposed. They were all fit for a sexy slave girl whose beautiful body belonged to her powerful master. The only question was, which one would Scorpios choose for Ahsoka to wear?

Scorpios had decided to have Ahsoka try on each one in turn, to see which one looked best on her. He pointed to the first outfit. "Try that one on first, my pet," he ordered. "Yes, master," Ahsoka nodded obediently and put on the first outfit. It took her a while, but she managed it. When she had finished, the now scantily-clad Togruta stood in front of her master and smiled, hoping he was pleased with her new look.

Scorpios Riddle stared at Ahsoka for a long time, looking her up and down. He circled her a few times. The outfit Ahsoka's beautiful, sexy body was now clad in was a skimpy, golden metal bikini. Its top part consisted of a golden metal bra that was only held onto Ahsoka's upper body by a pair of thin, black strings that formed an "X" shape across her smooth back. This allowed more of her sexy figure to be exposed. The outfit's bottom half consisted of two golden metal plates, one of which went over her vagina, while another went over her rump. From each of these plates dangled a long, flowing red skirt. The outfit also had a golden, snake shaped bracelet that was placed around Ahsoka's left upper arm, and a pair of boots. It was elegant and revealing; its flowing skirt gave off a seductive aura, and the only parts of Ahsoka's body it truly covered were her breasts and her groin. It was a very beautiful outfit.

But somehow, Scorpios didn't think it was the best one for Ahsoka. It wasn't quite, shall we say… her color.

Ahsoka was growing nervous. Her master had been silent for almost half an hour, scrutinizing her scantily-clad body with those piercing mismatched eyes of his. But she kept silent, determined to please him.

Finally, Scorpios spoke. "You look beautiful in that outfit, Ahsoka," he said. Ahsoka was about to acknowledge the compliment, but Scorpios went on before she could. "But it's not quite good enough for you. Take it off." Ahsoka obeyed without hesitance, stripping naked again. She carefully laid the outfit neatly down on the floor again.

Scorpios ordered Ahsoka to try on the second outfit. She obeyed, putting it on silently and gracefully. This outfit was the simplest, and most revealing of the three. It was a flimsy body-suit consisted of black netting, a belt, narrow leather straps, and black sandals. When Ahsoka put it on, it was only held loosely on her supple, curvy form by the narrow straps. It left almost no part of her sexy body to the imagination; only her groin was truly covered. Her nipples poked through the netting that hugged her lovely breasts.

Scorpios spend almost thirty-five minutes looking at Ahsoka as she wore the fishnet costume. She looked very good in it. It hugged her beautiful, slendr, sexy body very nicely and left almost nothing to the imagination. He thought this outfit looked better on Ahsoka, and he almost decided it would be her new attire… almost because then he realized it didn't quite match her elegance, and didn't quite give as nice a contrast as it could to her fiery orange skin. So, he ordered her to take it off and try on the third and last outfit. Ahsoka obeyed and stripped naked once again before her master. Then, she put on the third and final outfit.

Roughly as revealing as the first outfit, this costume was the most vibrant and colorful of the three; a bright blue Bedlah outfit. It gave a very nice contrast against Ahsoka's smooth, exotic, fiery orange skin and showed off a very fair amount of it; her flat, toned belly, her slim waist, much of her smooth, curvy back, and her arms and legs were left completely naked. The outfit consisted of a sleeveless, gold-laced blue top that hugged Ahsoka's lovely, perky breasts very nicely, and was held on only by a single strap. Its bottom half was of a long, elegant skirt that left her long, slender legs exposed in all their fiery glory. It also had a golden, crown-like headdress not unlike that of the akul-tooth headdress Ahsoka had once worn as a Jedi, and four golden bracelets; two of which went around Ahsoka's slim upper arm, while the third went around her left upper arm, and the fourth went around her left wrist. On her feet was a pair of bright blue shoes laced with gold.

Ahsoka looked magnificent in that outfit; beautiful, exotic, sexy, and alluring. Scorpios stared at her in awe, and after just ten minutes of scrutinizing her scantily-clad body, he decided that it would be her new costume; her everyday attire as his slave girl. Its blue color gave a very nice contrast of her fiery orange skin, the flowing skirt gave off a seductive aura, and the whole thing left so much of her sexy body exposed; the only parts it truly covered were her breasts and vagina. She looked wonderful.

For perhaps half an hour, Scorpios Riddle just stared at his slave, Ahsoka Tano, now dressed in the outfit she would wear as his sex slave.

Ahsoka watched her master tensely, hoping he was pleased. At the same time, she stole glances at her scantily-clad body. She felt deliciously humiliated in this beautiful, skimpy outfit. It left very little of her unexposed to view, with only her internal parts being somewhat hidden. Furthermore, because the outfit didn't have underwear, it meant that at the right angles, or when she did certain movements, her vagina and butt would be exposed.

Finally, Ahsoka couldn't stand it any longer, so she broke the silence. "Master, are you pleased with your slave's new look?" She asked softly.

Scorpios smiled broadly. "Yes, Ahsoka. This is the one. This will be your slave outfit." Ahsoka smiled. "But," Scorpios added. "There is one thing missing. Something that will complete your new look. Something that will symbolize your status as my slave, my pet. Your leash." Scorpios telekinetically summoned the leash and handed it to Ahsoka. "Put it on," he ordered. Ahsoka obeyed without hesitance, wrapping the metal collar around her slender neck and clicking it shut. Scorpios held the leash and looked at Ahsoka in awe. Somehow the collar made Ahsoka's new outfit even more revealing, exotic, and alluring. And he loved how the chain complimented the collar, the outfit, and Ahsoka herself, making her look even more beautiful and sexy. The collar and chain truly completed the look.

Smiling widely, Scorpios suddenly gave the leash a hard yank, pulling Ahsoka towards him. "Urgh! OW!" She cried out, her blue eyes as she was pulled towards her master like the sexual pet she was. She pressed her now scantily-clad bosom against her master's chest. They looked into each other's eyes. Then, Scorpios kissed Ahsoka full on the lips. "Hhhmmmmm," he moaned as he sucked on Ahsoka's perky lips. "Hhmmmm," Ahsoka moaned into her master's lips. Eventually, they broke apart and looked at each other.

Master and Slave both laughed inwardly at the irony. This outfit was against everything Ahsoka once stood for. It symbolized everything she had submitted to; slavery, bondage, pain, humiliation, sex, passion, obedience, submission… and of course, showing she belonged to her master. She had not only submitted to his fantasies, she had degraded herself for them.

Scorpios asked Ahsoka the questions again, and she answered them all perfectly.

Scorpios Riddle: "Who am I?"

Ahsoka Tano: "You are Scorpios Riddle, my master."

Scorpios Riddle: "Who are you?"

Ahsoka Tano: "Ahsoka Tano, master."

Scorpios Riddle: "What are you?"

Ahsoka Tano: "I am your devoted lover, your obedient pet, your protective bodyguard, your submissive sex slave, master."

Scorpios Riddle: "What is your purpose?"

Ahsoka Tano: "To obey, serve, protect and please you, master."

Scorpios Riddle: "Do I have your full and permanent permission to do whatever I want with you whenever I want?"

Ahsoka Tano: "Yes, master."

Scorpios Riddle: "To whom to do you belong?"

Ahsoka Tano: "To you, master."

Scorpios Riddle: "Are you ticklish?"

Ahsoka Tano: "Extremely, master."

"Good girl," Scorpios praised Ahsoka. Everything was perfect. Ahsoka had submitted. She was a virgin no more, and she was now collard, leashed, and dressed like the submissive, sexy slave she was.

But there was something on Ahsoka's mind that was bothering her a bit. "Master, may I ask you a question?" She asked. "You may," Scorpios gave her permission. "What will you do if I get too cold in this?" Ahsoka asked. Scorpios had already thought about that. "Don't worry," he assured his slave. "I have some nice warm cloaks you can wear if you ever get too cold."

"Thank you, master," Ahsoka said in relief. Scorpios kissed Ahsoka again. He affectionately stroked Ahsoka's face and lekku. Then, he slipped a hand into her top and squeezed her breasts. "Hhmmm," Ahsoka moaned in pleasure as her powerful master lavished affection upon her.

After that, Scorpios took Ahsoka back to the playroom. He played with his new, sexy, finely dressed plaything all day. He tickled her. He kissed her. He fondled her. He had her perform another erotic, graceful dance for him.

In the evening, they had a nice dinner. Then, they went back to Scorpios' room. He thought letting Ahsoka sleep with him in his bed tonight. But he decided against it. It was fitting she spend her first night in her slave outfit in her cage. But maybe he could make her a little more comfortable. She had been perfectly submissive and obedient these last few weeks.

Telekinetically, Scorpios summoned a pillow and a sleeping bag and sent them into the cage. "For you, my pet," he said to Ahsoka. The scantily-clad Togruta's beautiful blue eyes widened in surprise. Then, she bowed submissively. "Thank you, master," she whispered. "Good girl," Scorpios said. "Now, get in your cage, pet."

"Yes, master," Ahsoka said. She ducked her and got into her iron cage. She sat her scantily-clad rump down upon the sleeping bag and relished its softness.

Scorpios looked at Ahsoka for a minute. Then, he gave Ahsoka a deep, passionate goodnight kiss. Then, he attached his slave's leash to the floor of the cage, closed the door and locked it. "You look so beautiful, Ahsoka," he said to his slave. "Scantily-clad and locked in a cage, like the sexy pet you are."

"Thank you, master," Ahsoka bowed her head.

"Good night, pet," Scorpios said with a smile. "Good night, master," Ahsoka smiled back. She got into her sleeping bag and lay down. Scorpios watched her, then got into his own bed.

Everything was perfect. Scorpios Riddle had become Ahsoka Tano's master, and she his slave. She had had her virginity taken, and she was now dressed in her new slave costume. She belonged to him now. She was his. She was under his command, under his domination. He could do anything he wanted with her and she would go along with it. She was his devoted lover, his willing prisoner, his obedient pet, his submissive sex slave.

Scorpios Riddle and Ahsoka Tano. Master and Slave. Where were they belonged.