Meetra Surik and Revan Vogga's Slave girls
Meetra Surik was fuming at her captor, her situation, but also herself. How could she have been so stupid? How had she let her desperation get the better of her? Was she really as dangerously reckless as so many had told her?Her thoughts were interrupted by an invisible force pulling her towards her captor, Vogga the Hutt. He caught his new slave in a lustful embrace, savoring her sweet scent that was the polar opposite of his own. Her pitiful attempts at escape only amused him, caused him to let out a deep, hearty laugh. Meetra Surik choked back a sob as she felt Vogga's tongue lick her belly button. "Vogga- p-please..."Vogga Lovingly touched her face. "I am not Vogga to you. I am only Vogga to humans and aliens. You are neither. You are my slave, my pet. You exist only to please me. Therefore, you shall call me 'Master,' because I demand it of you. If you do that, I might consider leaving you be. For now."Meetra couldn't believe what she was about to say, but she knew it was her only way to keep her dignity for the time being. "Yes, Master."Vogga smiled and dropped his pet to the ground, Meetra a familiar pair of arms wrap around her, heard an all too familiar voice.
"Everything will be okay Meetra... I'm here... just relax..."







