Data Log: 5 - Tattooine (Sand & Hell)
"We'll this is a dump" Malana said jokingly as the cargo bay opened to see the never ending trail of sand. "This is like an Anti-Hoth" she said again to the silent treatment of her captors. "You're going to need this..." She held a small package containing an extremely erotic dancing outfit. Malana shrugged as she went to grab it "You're once sick bitch" she said under her breathe as she passed her captor into a closed room. She could never get over the horrid smell of the ship's cargo hold. The smell was akin to that of rotten flesh and dried blood, mixed with a sharp smell of body sweat. The small room she entered only severed to enhance these smells. But all the same she undressed and put on the outfit. Other than being on of the most perverse and degrading outfits she'd ever layed her eyes on, it fit well. It was a see through pattern that hugged her hips and accentuated her curves. This outfit left little to the imagination on the chest or between the legs. She ripped a part of her shirt and used it to wrap around her waist to maintain some form of modesty. "I hope you happy..." Malana said to the woman coldly. The woman walked up behind her and whispered "I can't wait to wear you out till you die screaming... You whore" As she said this she licked the side of her neck while moving a finger slowly between her thighs. Malana grabbed her wrist before it got too close "Don't get cocky bitch" she said, and with that she broke the woman's wrist. The woman let out a loud yell and the guards around her all placed the barrels of their guns to her head "No!... No... Don't shoot..." the woman said panting as she tried to move her now limp hand. "Put a restraining collar on her. Now!" The guards moved forward and placed a silver necklace around Malana. At first Malana was surprised as this necklace was quite beautiful but at the same time she knew that it's purpose must have some kind of sick motive. "It's an inhibitor necklace" the woman explained "If you do anything or say anything me or the Hutts find disagreeable than once activated 80 small needles will insert themselves inside you and inject you with Kardakin Venom... You'll literally melt from the inside out for over 8 hours" Malana seemingly unfazed just giggled and kept walking.
The desert heat was unbearable but before she knew it they reached the Hutts grand palace. It was a dark tan color and it's roofs looked like dinner plates. Still it was huge. Most likely something close to 9-12 stories tall. Surrounded by guards Malana realized her escape might actually be difficult. "Slave deposit" Yelled the woman into a intercom speaker. Suddenly a holographic image of a Twi-lek man appeared. "Ahhhhhhhh Mistress Taza! How good to see you! A fine specimen you've found too! Come in. Come in" The boiling urge to kill the grotesque being hit so hard that Malana didn't realize she was gripping her hands so hard that her nails cut into her hands and started to bleed. Without any warning a strong punch struck Malana's face knocking her to the ground. "How dare you bleed without permission! How dare you think without permission" Taza screamed as she continued to strike Malana in her face. Unable to fight back due to the restraining cuffs all she could do was take each blow. A voice bellowed out from the building as the door opened! "Stop this foolishness right now!" Taza looked up and for the first time since they met Taza looked genuinely frightened. "Master... I was just... Trying to teach her a les-" before she could finish her sentence the cloaked figure drew a blaster and shot a hole right between Taza's eyes. "I told you not to damage merchandise... Dumb whore" he snarled as he stepped over Taza's now lifeless body. Spitting on her face he looked up and told the crew "Throw this garage to the sarlacc" while pointing to a large pit in the distance. Helping her up this cloaked figure became clear. It was a Trandoshan male with black eyes and black scales. Lifting up Malana's whole body with two claws he snarled and spoke "Can't sssss have and any ssss damaged property" she admired the beats strength and brutality but also made a note that this one might be tough to kill. "I wanted to skin her" Malana said to the Trandoshan. He responded "sssss Everyone ssss wanted to kill that one". Then as they walked ahead the door closed slowly as they walked down a long corridor.
First thing she noticed was how clean it was and how dim the lights were. There were countless artifacts among the artifacts on walls. she noticed wookie skins, Clone army helmets, and even the Jedi emblem on a piece of broken metal seemingly from a ship. All she could think of was how much money she could make with these artifacts in the right hand to certain collectors. "Can I get your name good sir" asked Malana flirtatiously with her new Trandoshan keeper. "Sssss names Tenrossk" he said quietly. Malana raised her head "Your the older brother of Bossk the bounty hunter right?" she said excitedly. Tenrossk nodded and Malana continued "I almost killed him twice... Second time that fool Boba interfered" The reaction she hoped to arise did not occur. "Try harder ssss next time" he responded. "Were here" he said opening the great doors. As the doors slowly opened a light from inside lit up the whole hall. As they walked forward a long desk where 8 Hutts sat came into view. "Wanna tagen mutu kufadensken!" said the fattest one in the middle. A silver protocol droid appeared and began translating "The great and wise Seta The Hutt wishes to extend his welcome to their new entertainment" Malana pulled off a very fake smile and then went back to looking disgusted. "Damme safken terrnosepao" said Seta. The droid translated "The great Seta wishes to ask what the young Malana Ras wished to say" She was too preoccupied looking around. All she could see were guards and masked men looking up and down her body with hunger in their eyes. "Tell them fuck off, and if anyone tries anything i'll cut off their-" The Hutts clearly understood some of what she said as they all began yelling in their language at each other. Seta then spoke "Wooshi Wouna Wame Benga" the protocol droid moved closer and began to speak "The great Seta asks if you wish to serve or you wish to die. She will overlook this transgression of words if apologies are in order" Malana looked up at the hutt and squinted "Tell the fat fuck to lose some weight" Malana snapped as she looked away. "Wata Karadana kish du patta do sama butae" The droid spoke again "The great Seta says you are fooling no one... We know who you are. You aren't some lowely Twi'lek slave. You are a relative of Cham Syndulla. The great revolutionary of Ryloth." Malana looked down and then looked up again "Fuck them. Their memories are as dead as my peoples future... You overweight slugs" she said sternly to the hutts. This time it was clear it was too much and Seta yelled and pointed "eema dooga!" As he said these words the floor beneath her opened up and she was pushed in... The next thing she heard was a loud growl and two glowing eyes in the darkness ahead of where she lay...