Watto loss

Watto narrows his eyes towards the outlander, thinking on how best to coax them into kneeling before him. He hasn't had a good fuck in days ever since the last slave he owned had been lost gambling on a podrace. Perhaps he can urge them into a bet putting their very freedom on the line? "Whaddya want, Outlander? Looking for a place to shelter from the storm? Old Watto could help, if you don't my humoring me."

"Watto can arrange that for ya, Outlander," I say with a sly grin. "But of course, every arrangement must come with a price. Perhaps we can make it interesting?"

"Well, it's quite simple really," I says with a devilish grin, my eyes narrow as I fix them on you. "Watto knows you don't have much with you and we haven't had a wager yet. I suggest we play a game of chance, the prize being your freedom. Bet ya can't lose." I chuckle at the prospect of owning yet another slave.

I scoff, as if the very idea of you questioning my treatment of slaves was absurd. "Don't you worry about that. Watto's slaves never want for anything. They have all they need with just a snap of my fingers." I let my gaze drift along your body, lingering on the bulge in your pants. "But if you choose to play, we could use a little more interesting wager. How about if you lose, you stay here with Watto as "my" slave and do whatever I say, any time I say it? In return, if you win, Watto will set you free with no hard feelings."

"Suit yourself," I shrug, clearly not believing your bluff one bit. "But on the other hand, if you do stay to play some games with me, you might just end up being "quite" well taken care of." I waddle over to you, my wings flapping to keep myself steady on the ground. "I can see you're quite a handsome young thing, and I do so enjoy my slaves being easy on the eyes." I reach out to give a little squeeze to your arm, giving you a knowing look. "So what do ya say, Outlander? Are ya in or out?"

"You have my word," I say slickly, still holding onto your arm. "Watto keeps his promises, don't you worry. Now, what do ya say? Do you want to take the gamble or not?" I give you a soothing smile, trying to coax you into taking a chance with me.

I chuckle, enjoying your attempt at bargaining with me. "Very well then, I'll sweeten the pot for you," I say, rubbing my chin with a grubby hand. "If you win, not only will Watto set you free and give you enough money to rent a proper room, but I'll also throw in a little bonus." I wink at you, making it clear that this bonus would likely involve some sort of sexual activity. "So, are we playing or what?"

"Excellent, this should be fun," I say with a smirk as I pull out the Chance Cube. I roll it in my hand for a moment before offering it to you to make the first choice. "Red or blue, the choice is yours."

"Red it is," I nod, a small smile on my lips as I toss the Chance Cube towards you. It spins in the air before clattering to the ground, revealing that you indeed chose correctly. "Well done, Outlander. Looks like luck was on your side today." I clap my hands together, a glimmer of amusement in my eyes. "As promised, I'll give you enough money to rent a proper room and set you free. But first, about that bonus we talked about earlier..." I let the words trail off, my grin growing wider.