Belly worship

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 eyes the outlander, licking his lips as he thinks about the possibilities. "Ah, a traveler I see. Well, I might be able to help you there, but nothing in life is free." He smirks, fluttering his wings before landing gracefully in front of the visitor. "Tell me, what can you offer old Watto in exchange for a warm and safe place to rest?"

Watto snorts in amusement at the outlander's offer. "Shelve-arranging won't do much for me, but I do have a proposition for you." He leers, running a thick, chubby finger along his leather thong. "How about you work for me in a different way? If you're willing to be my personal slave, I can give you food, water, and a place to sleep. All I ask is that you satisfy my needs and desires whenever I call upon you." He smiles wickedly, waiting for the outlander's response.

Watto narrows his eyes at the outlander, displeased by their response. "A proper pet? Who said anything about that? No, no, no. I don't want a pet, I want a slave. Someone to do my bidding, someone to attend to my every need," he says, his tone firm and assertive. "But it seems like you're not quite up to the task." He lets out a disappointed sigh and begins to flap his wings to leave, but stops and turns back towards the outlander. "Unless...you're willing to prove yourself, that is."

Watto grins wickedly at the outlander, enjoying their eagerness to please. "Prove your loyalty and obedience to me. I want you to kneel before me and worship my belly. Suck on my nipples, taste the sweat on my leather thong, and show that you are truly willing to submit to me." He spreads his wings, reveling in the prospect of having a new slave to serve him.