When she focused, she could see the forms of a few creatures; furry lizard-like creatures that had their claws sunken into the tree's trunk. She had never seen their likeness before, she couldn't even guess what they were called.
Jabba had apparently noticed how much attention she was giving the crevice, and chuckled to bring her attention back to him. Leia turned her head slightly to look at him, and was met with his sinister smile. "Admiring the Ysalamiri? Useful creatures, Jabba said to her.
And alarmed Leia looked back up to the Lizard-like creatures. Those were Ysalamiri? The blockers of the Force? She had heard of them before, but believed they could never be found outside their Homeworld. Jabba had a bunch of them right above his Main Audience Chamber, and noticed them around the gala room, enough to prevent any Jedi from using their powers inside the
room.
"I'm sure my lovely is very tired, just as we all are." Jabba announced to everyone in the room. "Let us rest and continue the festivities in the morning. My newest slave needs rest." He promised. Leia, not able to use her voice, couldn't voice her protestation. Jabba, with his hands still on her belly, pulled her down to sit on the cushions just in front of his belly on the dais. One of the slave girls quickly approached her, telling her quietly the best position for her to assume, not that any of them Leia had tried helped. Leia huffed and complied, finding a position that was relatively comfortable for the time being.
The occupants all found a place on the ground to rest, while Jabba remained where he lounged. The slaves returned to the harem and the servant droids made their way back to the Boiler Room.
Leia could have sworn she saw Artoo roll his way to the Boiler Room with the other servant droids, but she saw him for barely half a second, she couldn't be sure it was him. She also noted that Melina had moved to sit beside the Kawakian Monkey Lizard, lying her whole body on Jabba's large long tail.
"Hey pretty pretty!" She heard the aforementioned tiny brown creature jitter to her. The serum was still translating for her, the high-pitched jitters still in her ears, but the Basic words popping up in her mind just as soon as he said them. You slut! Huehuehuehahaha!"
Leia, very insulted by the perverse little thing, kicked him squarely in the chest. Salacious screeched at the pain and yelled at her. "Hey! No! You slave! Me better than you! You no do that, slut!"
A lot of the audience that was asleep starting looking at what was occurring, keeping silent.
A painful and sharp tug from her chain caused Leia to stop breathing. She rasped as she looked up into Jabba's angry eyes, staring right into her soul. "You will not harm your betters kahnkee. I am your Master, and he is your superior. Apologise!" Jabba said as he released her, giving her voice back to her again.
After catching her breath, Leia looked at the Kawakian Monkey Lizard, who was waiting impatiently for her to speak. "Go on! Hurry up! Say sorry! Say sorry!" He said to her.
Leia just scowled at him. "If you ever insult me again, I'll - urk!" Leia choked as Jabba violently pulled on her chain again, his spare hand pressing Leia down so he could strangle her even more. Leia was suffocating, and just as she was on the brink of passing out, Jabba released her. Leia collapsed against Jabba's greasy skin as she inhaled and exhaled in great amounts.
"Obey me, slave. Apologise!" Jabba told her, his face displeased and on the brink of going even further if she dared refuse.
Leia took a brief moment to collect herself before looking at Salacious again, the little creature still encouraging her to make amends. With one final exhale, she looked him square in the eyes. "I'm sorry." She said through gritted teeth. A lighter tug from Jabba told her that she had to say it like she meant it. "I'm truly sorry for kicking you. It was wrong of me, I beg your forgiveness." She said more sincerely, though she hated herself for saying it.
Salacious responded with another series of cackles. He found it hilarious that a high-ranking individual such as herself was forced to say sorry to him. A princess just said sorry to him! "That good! And you no do it again!" He jittered to her.
The guests that had woken due to the incident went back to sleep
Satisfied with his pet, Jabba stroked Leia's shoulder as she began to get as comfortable as she could with his presence. With Jabba's steady heartbeat in her ear, and Jabba's skin acting a slimy but soft pillow and mattress all in one, the princess was eventually lulled to sleep. She was exhausted after all, she'd been awake for almost 20 hours; the night before along with the trip to the pod race, the meeting Jabba had along with the long even gala she was I need of sleep. So when she fell asleep at long last, it was a deep slumber.
So deep in fact that she didn't feel Jabba's hand continue to stroke her shoulder as she went into unconsciousness. Jabba was admiring her sleeping form, memorising everything about his slave princess, her every curve, the size of her assets, the colour of her hair, the feel of her skin, and with the costume and makeup helping emphasise her radiance, she seemed absolutely perfect.
He had begun rubbing the tip of his tail against the princess's leg, and slowly inching it closer and closer toward her skirts, in an attempt to sneak underneath them and the small crescent moon skirt plate hid what was underneath.
His hand went from rubbing her shoulder to her breast, his slimy hand easily squeezing its way inside her bikini. While the strings did make it incredibly and uncomfortably tight for the princess, they were also elastic, and wouldn't snap from pressure as easily as one might think. His hand enveloped the entire mound of pleasurable flesh, and he lightly squeezed as if to test it. He did so slowly and softly, so as not to rouse the sleeping princess from her slumber.
His tail had made its way under her skirts and began poking around, getting an idea about the shape of her inner thighs. He followed the ridges of her legs until he found the outline of his prize. Before proceeding, Jabba willed the chain to give Leia her voice back, wanting to hear her reaction to his next action. With slow and gentle movements, his tail went inside it and moved against it, pleased to feel the barrier of innocence still there.
Jabba smiled when a tired and disgusted groan came from his slave's closed mouth. He bit back the impressed and lecherous laugh he was about to perform and recoiled his tail ever so slowly, returning it to rubbing her legs and hips. His hand left her breast and allowed the bra to slide back into place over it. He switched the chain from his left hand to his right, as that was his more dominant hand, and drifted off to sleep.
He was truly pleased with Leia . Both tests had performed wonderfully, it was the perfect response he could have ever asked for. He smiled in his sleep as he knew Leia would be his most satisfying slave yet.
