Sara wondered where this woman was taking her, having believed Jabba was not likely to ever let her out of his sight. She decided to ask Melina, certain that she would understand the feeling of being forced into becoming a slave against her will.
"Excuse me, but where are you taking me?" Sara asked politely. Melina gave no reply and instead focused on leading the way. They soon arrived a closed metal door that was also protected by two more Gammorean Guards. One opened the door and allowed for Melina to enter with Sara following her inside. Sara looked around the room and found a very disturbing sight. A small number of different humanoid alien and human women occupied the quite large room that looked like a kind of spa. Some were dressed in very revealing outfits while others; specifically those in a large pool in the middle of the room, wore nothing at all. They looked happy here which only baffled Sara further. Was it just denial or were they actually happy to live in such a horrible place under the rule of a disgusting slug who indulged in their expected perversity? The sight of them sickened Sara to her stomach. Some of the women had taken notice of their arrival while others continued to go on about their own business. Melina led Sara over near the pool and told her to sit down on one of the sandstone benches around the pool. Sara did as she was told and sat down staring at a couple of women frolicking in the pool together. First they just playfully splashed one another, but soon Sara began to feel uncomfortable as she watched them move closer to one another at the edge of the pool and softly rub their hands along each others body. She quickly turned her head away in horror of their obvious intentional erotic display as if they were alone in the room. Is this really what these women had been reduced to? Not only potentially sex objects for male clients but also possibly female ones too… and each other as well!? She suddenly jumped when she felt a hand touch her on the shoulder and she retaliated.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" She yelled, almost grabbing the attention of every other woman in the room.
"I'm sorry. You're a new girl aren't you?" She asked her. Sara nodded as the woman, sat down beside her, garbed in a green bra and a matching coloured thong with short veils connected to the front and back. Sara could only bring herself to nod back at her.
"I knew it! You're stance. And the way you looked at them in the pool. I could tell. Well I'm Camie. Nice to meet you sister."
"I'm not your sister!" Sara quickly blurted back. Camie was taken aback having not expected this kind of outburst from Sara.
"Well the fact you are a new slave girl of the Exalted One, you therefore are now a sister." Camie explained calmly.
"But I'm not a slave of Jabba's. And I sure as hell am not a sister!" Sara yelled back. Camie was all sudden overcome with shock and Sara thought she had insulted her somehow. "I'm sorry I-"
"Sister, we are not worthy to address the Exalted One by his name. It is a crime that is punished severely by the Mistress. I don't want to see you punished sister so please heed my words. What is your name?" Camie asked, trying to change the subject and make Sara feel more at ease.
"S- Sara." She replied. Came smiled back with glee.
"What a lovely name sister Sara. Now you will learn a lot about how things work around here and if you are good then you can be rewarded dearly. If you are bad though sister, you are punished that can even lead to death. The Exalted One's might is powerful. Too powerful for us to comprehend. He has shown the worst punishment for disobeying the him by having made us witness the execution of one of his difficult slave girls. Now we know what lies before us if we fail to please him. You will be sure to learn soon if you do not wish to join the others." Camie warned.
"So how did Jabba execute her?" Sara asked, not having realised she had once again broken the strict rule of the harem. Camie quickly placed her left hand over Sara's mouth to silence her.
"I'm sorry, you spoke his name again sister. You must be punished."
Sara stared back, frightened as to how she would be punished. Would Melina or Jabba deal with her punishment or was it just between her and Camie. Then it came to her.
"Camie, just keep it between us. No one else needs to know I said Jabba's name. Okay? Please?" Sara begged. She had hoped it would convince Camie enough but she only looked back with the same unhappy look in her eyes.
"No sister you cannot learn by promising to keep it between us. So as this is a small rule break, all you have to do is this."
Camie grabbed Sara's head with both her hands and forced her head to face the two girls in the pool still rubbing each others body's at the edge of the pool. Sara closed her eyes, to avert her gaze but Camie slapped her across the cheek.
"Keep watching them. It disgusts you so you have to watch as punishment. Besides you can learn some things by watching the experienced ones." Camie told her. Sara kept her eyes open, continuing to be appalled by the two women's erotic display. At first their hands rubbed each others body but then she witnessed them explore further. One moved her hand under the water and clearly close to to her partner's crotch. The other women, responded by moving her right hand up her partner's smooth stomach to her left breast and giving it a soft squeeze. She winced and proceeded to move her hand in between the other's legs. Sara could only guess what she was doing with that hand especially when the other women gave out a squeak from her partner now most likely fingering her. The first women who was being fingered moved her head closer to her partner's and locked lips with her, starting a whole make out session. During this time, Sara had not noticed that Camie's hands no longer holding her head and instead she had her left hand holding the right side of her bra while her right hand was dug in her own thong rubbing her own pussy in hot ecstasy. Sara began to hear Camie moan right next to her. She turned to her and when she saw what Camie was doing right next to her, stood up off the bench and yelled, "What the hell!?" Camie who's sex filled trance had been broken by Sara looked back, watching Sara take one more step back and falling back into the pool with a big splash. She quickly took off her outfit and jumped in after her to make sure she was alright. It looked like Sara had taken a bad fall from the way she landed in the pool. Another girl jumped in and helped pull an unconscious Sara back out. Melina made her way over to the scene, having heard the loud splash and asked what happened.
"She fell in backwards into the pool Mistress. It was an accident. No one pushed her or anything. She just did not realise how close she was to the edge." Camie explained. Melina did not look pleased at all and ordered them to carry Sara over to the alcove area to tend to her, saying in a strict voice that Camie was the one responsible for taking care of her. They placed her on a couple of blankets in the small alcove area and Camie examined her body for any potential wounds. Her body seemed fine but her head may have had a concussion. She was given a couple of bottles of bacta gel and applied it to certain parts of her injured head.
"That should do." She said. Sara slowly awoke in a sort of daze and Camie bent down to make sure she was alright.
"Sister are you alright?" She asked Sara. Sara looked up and quickly sat up, moving back as far as she could to the back other alcove area.
"Are you alright?" Camie asked again.
"Yeah Camie… but, what, what were you doing?" Sara asked straight up. "That was disgusting. Pleasuring yourself in front of me without any care. I mean, what the hell!?"
Camie crawled closer to her, forcing Sara into the corner and unable to escape.
"Sister, it's who we are now. Besides you can learn a lot from the others if you let them teach you sister. Like with that."
Sara still did not end up so easily convinced and what Camie told her next made her shudder.
"I mean we can pleasure ourselves or each other, or even any client the Exalted One permits us to, but no amount of pleasure they provide even comes close to the pleasure the Exalted One can. Only the luckiest of sisters have felt the true bliss of his magnificent might and pleasure. He of all beings knows our bodies better than we know our own bodies. He also knows how to arouse us like we never could even dream to."
Sara gave a look of disgust hearing Camie talk about a revolting slug like he was some kind of god. There was no way a being that is not even humanoid knows how to pleasure women better than any other being in the galaxy. It just seemed impossible. Camie slowly crawled closer to her to try and comfort her but Sara curled herself into a ball in the corner of the alcove, protecting her body from being touched.
"Don't touch me." She sternly warned Camie. There was little more for Camie to do so she left the alcove and allowed Sara some time to herself. Sara laid down and closed her eyes, hoping that the next time she woke she would be far from this hell.
Sara slowly awoke what felt like hours later, from someone calling to her. She opened her eyes to see Melina calling her over to the edge of the pool. Sara rolled back over to go back to sleep. Suddenly she was abruptly awoken from several hands grabbing hungrily at her body and pulling her out of the alcove. She lashed out, trying to kick and push them back but they had gotten to much of a tight hold on her limbs. In a last ditch effort to stay in the alcove, she desperately tried to grab the sand covered floor, but it was no use. The women worked together, dragging her body out of the alcove and over to their Mistress, having so much fun in the process like the whole event was just some game to them.
"Hold her down." Melina ordered. The women all laughed and giggled while they jumped on top of Sara, restraining her body in a spread eagle position, holding down her arms and legs so she could not move. Only being able to move her head while she was being held down, she looked horrified from being so easily overpowered by these women.
"Ooh, her skin is so soft isn't it?" She overheard one women say to the other who were both working to hold down her left arm.
"Yes, I wonder if the rest of her body is just as soft." The other replied. Sara looked ahead and saw Melina standing in front of her. Her right hand went for the zip in the centre of her jumpsuit and she began to unzip it. She shuffled her body out of the jumpsuit's confines and it fell to her feet, revealing her smooth Caucasian skin that glistened in the torch light and her breasts that were slightly larger than hers and a completely clean shaven pussy not at all hidden between her two slender legs, acting like she wanted everyone to see it. The women all stared at her in awe and watched as she stepped forward holding a small device in her hands. Sara became more nervous when Melina bent down over her still restrained body and reached over to her left arm first, taking the device that she realised was a measuring tape and recorded each part of Sara's body. Once she measured Sara's right leg last, she walked off. Sara felt a little relief that Melina was only taking her measurements and not doing anything more sexual. Melina soon returned holding a different device that looked like a sort of shaver.
"What are you going to do with that?" Sara asked nervously. Melina did not answer her but just bent back down and moved close to Sara's crotch. The women began to hum in tune and their hands started the parts of her body they were once holding down. Camie, who had been holding down Sara's right arm with another woman, leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Just relax sister. This will make you feel better. Sara flinched at the feeling of the shaver touching her crotch and Melina removing what hairs loomed around her pussy. She just closed her eyes, wanting it to be over. It took about a minute, but finally Melina had finished. She got back to her feet, placed her jumpsuit back over her body and left the room. With that the women all let Sara go and went back to do their own thing. All Sara could do was lie there still, traumatised by everything she had been through. Eventually she mustered enough courage to move back into the alcove, lie down and cry.