"Oh, I can't bear to watch." C-3P0's voice held a shuddering tone. The gold droid shifted from the deplorable sight: Princess Leia forcefully pressed against Jabba the Hutt's bulk.
The monkey- lizard Salacious B. Crumb let out a cackling laugh.
"Uuugghhh" Leia involuntary moaned. Jabba's greasy tongue once again licked Leia's face. Hutt slime coated Leia's lips.
A brutish Garmorian pig guard kept Leia's arms pinned behind her back and body pressed against Jabba's. Leia struggled against the alien pinning her to the space slug; trying to use her legs to push back or otherwise wiggle free.
The guard shrugged off the attacks, out classing Leia in height and mass double fold.
"You're going to regret this, Jabba." Leia said through gritted teeth as lick after lick assaulted her lips.
Jabba snorted, unfazed by Leia's empty threats, and continued enjoying her body. He especially enjoyed the fact that he could feel her racing heart through the layered bounty hunter disguise.
Jabba looked Leia over, admiring her regal and expressionistic facial features. However, that bounty costume truly did little to show off her full form. Plus, Jabba liked his pets in more eye-catching outfits.
For a fleeting second Leia opened her eyes to meet Jabba's lustful glare. A dreadful wave washed over Leia. Other female ghostly screams echoed in her mind. Jabba had a reputation for a perverted interest in humanoid females. How many women had been forced into a situation like the one Leia faced now?
Far too many. Leia legs trembled as the reality of horrors that were to come set in.
Jabba billowed several commands in Hutties. And Just like that, Hutt's court went into motion. Leia was held off to the side in the alcove that Jabba had hidden in ambush. The curtain that had hidden Jabba and his henchmen was once more drawn back. Jabba shifted his bulk, returning his attention back to Leia.
A harsh light shinned overhead. Leia glanced around the claustrophobic space. Only Jabba, Boba Fett, 3PO, the guard that bound her, and Jabba's second in command, Bib Fortuna, were on this side of the curtain. However, Leia could make out the silhouetted forms from Jabba's court members on the other side.
Jabba loved seeing how Leia's face flushed. In time Leia would be fully shown off to court. For the moment that would be a special treat for his top men.
"Hey! What the…!" Leia bucked away from the guard, feeling a growing mass press against her rear. The guard lowly squealed in irritation, pinching Leia shoulders between his thumb and pointer fingers, and keeping her pinned against his chest and crotch.
Leia's ears burned, wondering if the alien guard's body was simply reacting or whether he felt drawn to her. Ether away, Leia had a much more pressing alien monstrosity before her.
Slobber drizzled from Jabba's mouth corners. He smacked his lips. At this point Jabba was a mountain that consumed all of Leia's forward vision. Slobber chunks hit Leia as Jabba spoke in a gurgling tone.
3P0, while having his back shifted from the scene, did translate for Jabba, loud enough for the whole court to hear.
"The great mighty Jabba the Hutt has dictated that as punishment for ruining his prized art piece you, Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan, will be stripped of everything. Your title, privilege, and…"
For a half second 3P0 shifted his head to Jabba.
"Master you can't," the droid pleaded, leaning to speak at a whisper.
Jabba's nostrils flared in anger. Jabba gripped 3P0 by the arm, shoving him, and bellowing more commands.
3P0 wobbled, banging his head along the alcove's arch. Regaining his balance, 3P0 bent his upper body sightly.
"Master Jabba commands you be stripped naked!"
A row of laughter sounded from the curtain's other side.
Leia's heart sunk to her gut.
Jabba's mouth formed into a smug grin and gave a wink. The Hutt's hand reached out and removed the bounty hunter costume's belt. Jabba pulled it free, holding it like a trophy before tossing it aside. Then Jabba and the Garmorian grabbed at Leia's trousers.
The trousers' durable fabric strained against the alien brutes' pull. It held out for several seconds, but there was a steady ripping, and the waistband gave out.
The ruined trousers fell around Leia's ankles. Goosebumps formed on her freshly exposed thighs. Jabba's hands felt every detail, pulling at Leia's underwear straps.
Leia looked down, noticing how the Hutt's tail thumped like a pleased animal.
As Jabba fondled Leia's thighs, the Garmorian went to work undoing other external bits on Leia's disguise.
"Get your hands off of me!" The words came out higher pitched and more flustered than Leia had intended. Her skin crawled at Jabba's touch. The Garmorian successfully kept her wrists held in one hand while he stripped her.
This can't be happening. I'm Leia Organa: Alderaan's last Princess. I have overcome the worst that the Empire has to offer. There must be a way out?
Jabba gave Leia's lips another lick. More of Leia's outfit fell to the wayside. Jabba took in every inch of exposed skin. Shame that Leia was only wearing a sports bra and panties under that costume. It would have been amusing seeing her in lingerie intended for Solo's eye's only.
Leia shivered as Jabba smacked his lips; painfully aware that her nipples were erect and pocking at the bra's thin cotton fabric.
"Happy now, sluggo!" Leia flashed a scornful look. Semi hard Hutt slime dribbled from her lips. The urge to vomit pressing on Leia's gut, but she held off.
Jabba sharply grasped Leia's butt cheeks, causing her to gasp in shock. Jabba's tongue shot into Leia's mouth and forcefully started to plunge down her throat.
Oh, gaaauhhh! Plenty of un-lady-like curse words raced in Leia's mind. Jabba's repulsive taste overloaded her scenes. Even the Death Star's trash compacter hadn't been this rancid. Leia couldn't breathe; chocking as Jabba's tongue played around inside her mouth.
Jabba took advantage of Leia's weakened state by pulling in her in closer.
"Noooo!" Leia grunted. Tears welled up around her eyes and rolled down her strong cheek bones. The pain from having an alien tongue stretching her mouth thumped at the back of her skull.
Jabba retracted his tongue, please by Leia's flavor.
Leia coughed and reflexively spat at Jabba's fleshy blob. No matter how much Leia spat, she couldn't get Jabba's taste out of her mouth. Her mouth felt raw, dry, and sticky all at once.
[Remove your underwear!] Jabba commanded.
Leia parted her lips to tell him off once more, but quickly closed them, eying Jabba's slick tongue. So instead, Leia shook her head.
Jabba's breath felt hot and heavy on Leia's face. His massive eyes narrowed on Leia's chest.
"Wooo!" Leia whimpered. Jabba's hands ran up Leia's soft skin, feeling her ribs. Jabba's fingers then went a little higher, slipping under Leia's bra and tracing under her breasts. Leia's toes curled inside her boots, fighting the pleasure being touched like that brought.
This was all wrong. Han should be in my arms right now. Thoughts of Han flooded Leia's mind, how she had planned on rescuing him and then how they would have celebrated.
[Remove your underwear or I will have the wookie brought up here and shaved and flogged before my court.]
"Nooo!" Leia protested from Jabba's threat and unwanted stimulation. Breasts heaving, Leia realized she had little choice but to comply with whatever depraved commands Jabba gave in the moment. He held all the power. That fact frustrated Leia to no end.
"Alright, I'll remove my underwear for you." The words painfully crocked out of Leia's mouth.
[Good you are already learning.]
A small amount of relief came to Leia as the alien guard behind her ended his iron grip on her wrists. Leia flexed her fingers for a second or two. Jabba's groping hands pinched Leia's body.
Oh, Han I'm sorry I failed. Leia's fingers trembled as they undid the bra's straps. The bra and panties unceremoniously fell to wayside. Jabba grabbed Leia's hands before she could cover her privates.
The crime lord licked his lips, taking in the lovely sight before him. Leia's breasts were firm, and body toned: blemish free creamy skin. Jabba cupped Leia's breasts; weighting them like one would melons.
The Hutt's massive round belly swelled even more as he took in more air. Leia found her unshaved womanhood rubbing against it as Jabba played with her breasts.
A billowing rage rumbled inside Leia. Still she found her body unwilling to move a muscle. It was like now Leia was the one frozen in carbonite. Despite all the diplomatic and combat training Leia had over the years, an encounter like this was something Leia had never dreamed she would be in.
This all did feel like some sort of nightmare. Leia blinked her eyes; hoping to wake up. Though no such luck fell upon the princess.
Jabba's blazing eyes looked over Leia with an animalistic lust like she had never seen before. Sure, Grand Moff Tarkin had leered at Leia in a way that had made her feel uneasy and Leia was positive a few Imperials had gotten a thrill from tormenting her aboard the Death Star: this… This moment was a million times worse.
Leia looked past Jabba's pudgy head at the other on lookers. Bib Fortune had pressed himself over his master's backside, flashing a toothy grin at Leia. Boba Fett stood ideally by like a battle droid. Leia peered at the T-visor helmeted figure unsure of where he was looking or if he was looking at all.
Suddenly the guard grabbed Leia by her rear and back of her neck. Leia let out a surprised shriek as she was lifted. Jabba's mouth opened wide. Leia moaned in disgust.
What the hell is he going to do? Is going to eat me?
Fortunately, and unfortunately, only Leia's breasts found their way into Jabba's mouth's. Jabba's lips clamped around the mounds, sucking and kneading them. Leia's limbs flailed in a futile attempt to shake her captors. Jabba's tongue swept across Leia's tits A mixed sensations. rolled through out Leia's body.
How could something this debased feel so good?
Leia slumped her head between Jabba's eyes. Body overwhelmed with exhaustion. Softy Leia moaned and whimpered.
"Oh, this is rich." One of Jabba's patrons remarked as he intently watched Jabba defile Leia from the current's other side. Jabba, Leia, and the guard's forms were mostly just shadows, but the display was more than enough to keep the court enthralled. There were cheers and hoots from almost everyone there as Leia's clothing was striped: showing her feminine silhouette.
Leaning in a corner, Lando watched this debased sight. Every muscle in his body tensed; tightly gripping the vibro-pike he had on him as part of his guard uniform. It was like watching two starships crash in slow motion.
Come on there has got to be something you can do!
Lando adverted his eyes from Jabba and Leia, hoping to find something he could exploit. Though that was just wishful thinking. Lando had to take a controlled breath and not give into his base instincts. Attacking now would only blow the cover he had built over the last few weeks. Lando knew he needed to fold this round and hope life would hand him a better hand next round.
Though as Leia was lifted into the air and Jabba started sucking her tits, Lando couldn't take it anymore. No one would notice if a simple guard slipped out.
Finding a quiet spot, Lando pulled out his commlink. "Luke…" Lando sucked in a deep breath unsure how he was going to break the news to him.
"Something has gone wrong." Luke spoke in a matter of fact tone.
"Yeah you could say that." Lando mulled over his next words carefully. "It's Leia. She tried to brake Han out tonight, but Jabba was lying in wait for her. I don't know how he was tipped off."
"More likely he suspected an attempt to free Han shortly after the droids and Chewie's arrival. This is why we needed to wait a few days before acting."
"I know." Lando shook his head. "Leia hadn't even informed me what she was going to do. If she had I would have tried to talk her out of it or at least helped her."
"There's very little anyone can do to talk Leia out of anything." Luke reassured.
"Yeah well, who among us isn't stubborn. Still that doesn't change things" Lando gritted his teeth. "You know that Jabba isn't just going to throw Leia into a cell, right?"
"Yes." Luke voice was laced in dread. "And more than anything I want to bust open the palace's front gate and spare her from that fate. Though we have another problem."
"What else could we be dealing with?"
"A Krayt class sandstorm is heading this away. Sand blowing around in a storm like this can shred a person and cause lighting discharges that can bring down starships. Might have even been one of the reasons Leia acted so recklessly."
Lando sighed. "And how long will this storm last?"
"A few days."
"Days!" Lando shook his head. "Well then we will just have to hope it dies down sooner."
"I know and I will be there as soon as I am able too. Until then you will have to look after Leia, Han, and Chewie."
"I'll do my best."
"I know you will."
Luke turned off his commlink and sighed. It was pitch black in the homestead that had once belong to Obi-Wan Kenobi. Outside the wind was picking up. Sand blast pinged at the sturdy walls.
Luke sat cross legged, drawing in a deep breath as he meditated. He closed his eyes, letting the Force flow through him. The Jedi Knight reached out with his mind.
Leia…
Luke let the image of her face burn in his mind. He could sense she was suffering. It was a sharp pinging echo in the Force. Luke's hands trembled, wishing there was something he could do for his friend.
I should have known something like this could have happened!
Luke had gotten some of his intelligence from a Mandaloiran working with Rebel Alliance. The Mandalorian had freed a young woman that had been taken as one of Jabba's slave girls. And now Leia would face a similar fate.
"But even if you saw the future could you prevent it? Perceiving what is to come and trying to change it has brought many down a path to ruin. Sometimes by trying to prevent our visions from coming true we actual make them reality." Obi-Wan said in Luke's head.
"Then what do I do, Ben?"
"When the time comes you will know."
Luke nodded, even though he knew he was the only person there.
Then in that moment a vision flooded Luke's mind. There was a clear blue sky. Luke felt like he stood on some sort of ship deck. He could feel the cool metal and vibrations from a lightsaber in his hands.
"Come on." Luke heard himself say. Leia entered his field of vision. She was wearing a skimpy golden bikini with a collar around her neck and a broken chain swaying between her breasts. Leia rushed over to Luke, wrapping an arm around him. They sail through the air and landed on another ship. Han and Chewie greeted them with warm smiles. Then everything faded.
Luke blinked as he readjusted to the dark room.
So, there is hope.
"Leia!" Luke reached out with his mind. "Everything will work out in the end. Please, just endure. Endure!"
Luke slumped his head, unsure if his message had gotten through. A few tears rolled down his cheeks. Regardless if things would work out or not, Luke felt partly responsible for the hell Leia would face. Leia was about to face one of the greatest trials of her life. It would ether define who she would become. And in that moment Luke foresaw several haunting futures.