The moisture farm that Jabba had given to Rhea and James was relatively nice. She would be happy to live here with her love and start a family. She just had to get over this party with Jabba and they could begin their new lives.
She watched in horror as the sun rose on the third day since their visit to the palace. She waited anxiously all day. As she prepared lunch for James, he tried to assure her that nothing bad could happen, and that Jabba was a legitimate businessman. She was angry with him for not taking her concerns seriously. Suddenly she heard the sound of a ship approaching. She and James walked outside to see Jabba's Sail Barge parked above the farm. A speeder full of Gamorrean guards descended to the farm to collect her. Without saying a word, they pointed to Rhea. She kissed James goodbye and boarded the lift.
When she came aboard wearing a white tank top and regular athletic shorts, everyone looked at her. Several people chuckled. One person whistled. She was disgusted looking at the different species of criminals eying her. It had been very long since a human woman came aboard. Jabba had several species of dancers, but they are simply much more pliant than human women. Bib Fortuna approached her and handed her a bag.
"The Exalted One wants you to change into this for the Party."
She looked in the bag to find a slender red dress. She went to a separate room to change. She realized why Jabba wanted her in this outfit and she was disgusted. She had no choice, Jabba could reveal the farm's location to the Empire at any time. She slipped into the dress.
As she walked out, she saw Jabba sitting on the throne. He called for her to approach. She walked slowly in her slinky dress. Every man hooted and whistled at her. Jabba chuckled happily.
"You will stand next to me on my throne the whole evening. You are to say nothing unless spoken to by me. My what a delicious specimen you are." She climbed atop Jabba's throne. He put his chubby arm around her slender waist and pulled her close. She was outraged
"I am to be married, and my fiancee will not take kindly to you touching me like this." Rhea said to his with a defiant look on her face.
Jabba laughed heartily and grabbed her chin with his other hand "I think you will find that there are a lot of things that will occur tonight that James will not take kindly to." Jabba said as he forced her to look into his eyes. Rhea shivered fearing what he meant by that.
The sail barge sailed smoothly over the dunes as Jabba held her against him. His arms were wrapped around her with his hands interlocked on her flat stomach. Her rear, which was nicely formed and accentuated by the tight dress, was pressed against Jabba as well as her bare back. Rhea was absolutely disgusted. She could not believe she was being treated in such a manor. One night she kept telling herself, soon she'll be home and safe permanently. As the sail barge pulled into Mos Eisley, Rhea turned her head back slightly and spoke "Jabba, where is this party?" Jabba suddenly reached up and stuck his chubby finger in her slightly open mouth. She tried to cry out as she was revolted but could not pull his hand out. His strong other hand held her in place.
"Now my sweet, you are not to speak unless spoken to." He slid the hand that held her in place slowly down towards her privat region. "Understood?" Rhea quickly nodded her head up and down. Jabba removed his hand from her mouth and moved his hand back up to her stomach. "That's better, my treat. Now I will answer your question. We are going to the mansion of the Imperial Governor. We are not invited to this party. Don't worry, he will not recognize you."
Rhea was growing more concerned as the barge slowed.
Jabba, fairly younger in this time than he was when he captured Princess Leia during the Rebellion, could move on his own without his repulsorlift. His sluglike body moved slowly with Rhea walking next to him. They went up to the stormtrooper guards who had been paid off by Jabba and they were allowed to enter the party along with Bib, some guards, and a couple of his entourage. The high society guests of the governor looked on surprised to see the Hutt, who they all knew as a criminal, walking in with what appeared to be a dignified woman. With his droid translating, Jabba bellowed: "Oh Governor, I am here to negotiate terms with you." The governor, a small, thin man wearing an Imperial dress uniform came down the stairs. Jabba watched him approach with a smug look on his face as he stroked Rhea's rear through the tight dress. She stood next to him, hoping this party would be over soon. His calloused and slimy hand massaged her tight buttocks as his tail slid over her lower legs.
"Jabba" the Governor said surprised "What are you doing here?"
Jabba chuckled and said "I used to control this planet entirely, do you know that? I allowed the citizens here to do as they please as long as it didn't interfere with my business. I want that again, and I have hired armies of mercenaries to help me with this. I currently have surrounded the city of Mos Eisley, and I have already taken Mos Espa. I now ask that you sign this treaty. The provisions allow that all Imperial troops and citizens will be allowed to leave, the Empire can conduct business on this planet as needed, as long as I maintain sovereignty." Jabba now ran his finger up and down the center of Rhea's back as he spoke.
The Governor, shocked, said "The Emperor will never allow this."
Jabba laughed and said "He will if I throw in another caveat. I will give the Empire the location of the smuggler who helped the loyalists escape the core, James Ren."
It was in this moment that Rhea gasped, as Jabba groped her buttocks and grabbed her waist before she could start running. "Jabba! You sai-" Rhea started before she was silenced by Bib's hand over her mouth as he stood behind her. Bib put his hand on her shoulder and stroked her neck to mockingly calm her.
The Governor, with seemingly no choices, agreed.
Two Gamorreans had to carry Rhea out of the Governor's mansion as she kicked and screamed. She did not see where Jabba went but she briefly squirmed away from the Gamorreans. She tried her hardest to run away, she felt urgency. She had to find a speeder and get to the farm to warn James. But her skinny dress was not made for running, and she fell to the ground. The guards grabbed her and put a small bag over her head and shackled her feet. Rhea couldn't see a thing as she got carried away. She thought about her love, waiting for her to arrive home only to find that the Empire has found him. How he could have been so stupid to trust the Hutt. She felt herself on a speeder, likely going back to the Barge.
When she had the bag taken off of her head she was in a dimly lit room. She could feel movement so she knew she was back on the barge. She found herself in a room with two Twi'leks with dark red skin wearing strapless bras hugged tightly around their breasts while thongs adorned their narrow pelvic regions. They fixed her makeup and hair. The guard came by and removed her shackles and lead her to the main room. Still wearing her red dress that accentuated her curves, she was taken past Jabba's courtiers and then to Jabba himself sitting on his throne in the room.
"Ho ho ho..." Jabba laughed scanning her body, "So kind of you to join us. We've been waiting for you. My, my, my you please my eyes more every time I see you."
"Jabba you bastard!" Rhea screamed trying to free herself from the guards "You promised him."
"What disrespect you have. I'll have to teach you to mind your betters. I gave you the gift of that beautiful dress won't you thank me?"
Rhea waited awhile to hear the droid translate his words and then yelled "Thank you? I would never thank you, you wretched worm. I hate this damn dress almost as much as I hate you."
Jabba's court gasped, they had never seen someone be so disrespectful to the Hutt, but Jabba simply laughed.
"I understand, you do not appreciate the dress. In fact if you hate it so much I'm sure you will not miss it. Bib?"
While the guards held Rhea's arms out exposing her whole body, Rhea gasped when the droid finished the translation. "No!" she screamed out. Bib approached with great anticipation. The whole court watched intently as Bib used his sharp fingernails to cut the dress up. As he tore off the shards Jabba laughed.
Then Jabba looked intently. Rhea was nude in front of the whole court. What they did not know is that in keeping with the tradition of Mimban, no man had ever seen her naked. Even James had agreed to wait until they were wed. But instead a group of dirty criminals and their slug lord were the first to see it. She put her hands over her nipples and crossed her legs. Now she had a change in mood. She went from rage to fear, as she now realized Jabba was capable of. She looked around and saw herself surrounded by his supporters, and even if she could slip past them, she couldn't escape the barge. And even if she did, Jabba controls this planet.
"You are as delectable as I had hoped you would be my flower." Jabba mused as he looked her over. Her large breasts were exposed as well as her tight and smooth stomach. Her whole body appeared nubile and young. Her legs were beautiful and her pelvis shaven in preparation for her wedding. Jabba hungered to have her, to break her.
"My lovely, you are excellent. I'm sure you enjoy showing me and my subjects your assets much more than that old dress. Don't you?"
"Of course not" Rhea spat back at him, beginning to feel the cool breeze on her bare legs.
"Hmmm...well I am very capable of finding you coverage. But I give coverage to obedient slaves. Show me you know what respect looks like this ride back to my palace. Of course if you prefer you can remain as you are."
"No! I mean, no, I can show respect for an hour or two, but if I do that you must cover me up, Jabba." Rhea said desperate to be able to cover her bare womanhood.
"Obedient slaves address their masters as such when speaking to them. Now come to my throne."
Looking down at her nude body and then up at the slimy, drool ridden body beckoning out to her. With a gulp she told herself she was doing this to get the protective covering she needed and quietly said "Yes...master."