What's next?

Later that day....

Padme sighed deeply as she lowered herself into a steaming tub of water. Her buttocks were still stinging from the spanking she had been given in front of the senate, she was not even sure what number the girls had gone up to. She now had to endure the constants repeats of her humiliation on the holonet news, and even though everyone thought she had been some random handmaiden and her reputation as a senator was secure, it still caused her to blush bright red whenever the story was repeated.

It was now hours later, Padme had her handmaidens run her a bath and then dismissed them for the night, she needed to unwind and try and push this from her mind.

CLANK!

Padme looked around, confused. She was sure she had heard a mechanical noise, but she could not see any apparent cause. After watching out for a few moments, she closed her eyes and tried to relax.

CLANK! WHIRRRR!

Her eyes snapped open as Padme felt the bathtub shifting beneath her.

"No!" she exclaimed, grabbing at the sides to try and climb out but slipping on the smooth porcelain, "No no no!"

Directly below Padme's apartment on Coruscant was a very upmarket restaurant, often frequented by senators, Jedi masters and other important figures in the political scene. Today it had been closed for maintenance work, as had Padme's apartment, but she missed this as she was being spanked naked on live television at the time, so probably would not have cared. The 'maintenance' was carried out by offical Trade Federation-employed personnel, with specific and secret orders.

The guests of the restaurant were as startled as Padme, when the ceiling suddenly opened up, releasing a torrent of hot soapy water, and one naked soapy senator into the middle of the crowded room.