Oola gasped in air as she felt the chain being tugged, tightening around her throat and dragging her towards Jabba's enormous body. She fell against him, her naked body colliding with his gelatinous mass. She had just gotten finished seductively stripping for the crowd, which had been greatly accepted.
Even though she found it disgusting that she was being forced onto Jabba yet again, part of her felt relieved. The night of public shame was over. She would be lucky if she was not molested by Jabba during the night though, but she doubted that would happen.
The guests began to file out one by one, some leaving the palace altogether, others retreating to their quarters where they rested during their visit. Oola, however, stayed on the Throne, as she did every night to sleep on the cold slab that made up Jabba's Throne.
Once the final guests left, Oola was met with a surprise. Jess entered the room, attaching a leash to her collar. Jabba spoke to Jess in his language, and released Oola from his grasp. Jess bowed before him, and began to lead Oola elsewhere.
"Where are we going?" Oola asked.
"To prepare you," Jess replied.
"For what?"
"Tomorrow is a sort of holiday," Jess answered. "It is the anniversary of Jabba's ascension to power. You are going to be a treat for his guests of honor." Oola shivered. Now the prospect of staying another night with Jabba didn't seem too terrible.
"How will I be prepared?"
"We won't do anything to you, we're just going to let you rest up."
"Is it really that bad?"
"I think you'll be surprised."
The next morning Oola woke up to the door of her room swinging open. "It's time," said Jess. Jess was dressed seductively in nothing but a short miniskirt. A belt was strung around her torso in the shape of an x, and various tools hung off that belt that Oola imagined would be used on her.
Jess led her back to the Throne Room, where several guests were already gathered. They cheered as she entered the room. Jess led her to the center of the room, where a hook hung from the ceiling. Jess told Oola to stand still under the hook, and she put a bite gag into her mouth, tightening it so that Oola wouldn't be able to push it out. Jess lifted her arms straight behind her, tying them securely to the hook. She pulled up on her arms so that if Oola moved them any she would be in pain. "She's all yours!" Jess said, putting her hand up.
Jabba called out a name, and the session began. A man stepped up to her, grabbing her breast. He fingered her nipples, causing her to moan. She moved away from him, not wishing to be touched, but Jess violently grabbed her neck and turned her towards the man. Jess brought two clamps from her belt and attached them to Oola's nipples, sending a tingling sensation through her whole body. The man grabbed her lekku and brought her chin up as he reached down to touch her womanhood. He handled it gently, massaging the outside. She moaned, feeling passion take over her body as she got wetter and wetter. Jess unlatched a vibrator from her belt and gave it to the man and he began to use it on her. Pleasure filled her and she felt the need to cum.
"I'm about to-" she tried to say, but the gag slurred her words and made it hard for her to speak.
"About to what?" the man said loudly.
"Please may I cum?" she tried to say.
"I still can't understand you," he said teasingly, taking the vibrator away from her body. Oola moaned with frustration.
Jess reached behind Oola and began to lower the hook. "On your knees," she said. Oola did as she was told as Jess took the gag out of her mouth. The man unzipped his pants and revealed a long member. Oola shuddered as she knew what was coming next. The man grabbed her lekku and forced his penis into her mouth. He thrust the entire thing in, sliding it down her throat forcibly even though she tried to spit it out. He thrust in and out of her throat. Oola felt a long object smack her bare ass and pain shot through her whole lower body. Her face continued to be used as Jess continued to smack her ass. Each time she did Oola moaned. Oola didn't know how much longer she could put up with this.
Numa walked down the long hallway lead by a male servant. She didn't know where she was going, but she had heard something about some sort of holiday. She was being lead to the Throne Room, her hands locked behind her back and a gag in her mouth. The door to the Throne Room opened, and she did her best to make her way through the crowd and go to the center. She saw a figure laying on her back, her wrists tied to a table and her legs pointing upwards, spread as far as possible. Numa couldn't recognize who it was because there was a box over her head, a small hole cut into the top over where the person's mouth would be. Numa looked at the Throne and realized who it was. Oola wasn't sitting on her usual place on the Throne; it had to be her.
A man roughly entered Oola's vagina, thrusting in and out as Oola's voice yelled through the box. Numa was lead to where the man was. The man pulled out of her, walking away. Jess walked over to Numa, bringing a strap on from off her belt and attaching it to Numa's waist. Numa then knew what she was supposed to do.
I'm so sorry, she thought as she stood where the man had and was instructed to enter Oola. She did as she was told, and she could hear Oola moan above the crowd's roar of approval. Jess brought out a long pole with a dildo at the end and inserted it into the hole in the box. Numa could hear Oola yelling as the dildo entered her mouth, and probably her throat. "Go faster!" Jess yelled at Numa. Numa did as she was told, moving her hips as fast as she could. "You wanted to cum earlier, you can do it now!" Jess said, looking into the box. Jess positioned herself so that she could reach both ends of Oola and she put a vibrator up to her clit. "Cum now you little whore!" Jess shouted into the box. Numa cringed, not even being able to imagine the kind of hell Oola was going through.