Time on the Luxury Barge Part 2
The Observation Lounge has nearly emptied out altogether branching off into the various rooms and halls of the Sail Barge, save a few guards and other denizens.
Leia swallows hard, shaking her head. Her face twitches with the threat of a sob, but a loud, wet spluttering sound fills the air, and her eyes narrow, and she glances around, then back over her shoulder. Behind her, the uppermost base of Jabba's tail swells and contracts. Leia turns forward again, flinching and closes her eyes and shakes her head slightly, the links of her collar softly clinking-then abruptly lifting as they get a quick, firm tug. Leia's eyes fly open and she tense, looking up.
Atop his mountain of flesh, Jabba's face down at her.
"Let, us take a nap my lovely." Jabba says to his naked princess.
Staring back up at him, Leia's face darkens, but she suppresses a grimace, and slowly looks away.
Looking forward, Leia takes a long, shaky breath, her breasts rising and falling-then her eyes widen.
Across the emptying audience chamber, the last members depart. Lights begin to shut off in the observation lounge. And at the far end of the lounge, standing with his arms draped over the handle of gun a bounty hunter.
Leia's face twitches, and she shakes her head imperceptibly.
His eyes, peering beneath the visor of his helmet, are wide, his brows raised with lust of the naked princess.
But from across the room, his expression is unreadable. He simply appears to turn and walk out of sight.
Leia's mouth opens silently as she watches the bounty hunter's departure. Her bare shoulders lift, then slowly lower as she lets out a long, shaky breath. Then the lights go out, throwing her into murky, blue-grey light.
Licking her lips, Her chain snaps back with a noisy clink, and Leia's eyes flutter open, gagging as she falls back on Jabba's belly, the chain clanking noisily, her back hitting his belly with a fleshly plop, her torso wobbling and her breasts bouncing and jiggling from the impact.
Leia coughs and gags, Jabba's big hand lowers past her face. She watches as it drops to her bare breasts groping and rubbing them.
Leia, staring up, bites her lower lip, her breasts rising and falling. Blinking rapidly, she takes another long, shaky breath, then forces her eyes to shut.
An hour later…
Jabba's eyes are closed. His wet nostrils flare, glistening and dripping gobs of mucus. Thick saliva oozes out of his lips and trickles down his lower lip and chins.
The tip of his tail curls and twists about beside Leia's bare leg. When it lightly brushes against her thigh..
The naked Leia managed to pull herself away from Jabba's belly, but is sprawled and reclined back across the pillows piled directly before it, her naked body displayed for everyone to see, her breasts are firm, nipples erect, her vagina tight and wet, her chain only very slightly curved between her neck and Jabba's hand - only enough slack to allow her the smallest distance. Her head rests on her shoulder, and her eyes are closed tightly, deep in concentration.
She hears some noises, slowly opening her eyes.
She looks around warily around the darkened lounge with the various patrons laying around.
Two Gammorean guards stand at the entrance of the observation lounge gazing at the naked Leia. Both making obscene hand gestures to the enslaved naked princess. Leia glares at them with disdain.
Leia sees a Perverse Man behind a pillar, his arm moving up and down more quickly. The naked princess disgusted at what she sees. One of Jabba's goons jerking off to her.
Her chain makes a few tiny clinks and jangles.
Leia stares helplessly into the void. This is her life as a slave. Nothing more than a sex object to be objectified, lusted over, degraded, molested, violated and to pleasure her master.
The tip of Jabba's tail sways up, down, and sideways in between her legs gently caressing her womanhood making her feel a sensation of pleasure, she closes her eyes and lets out a small moan and opens them back open looking at the perverse man.
Behind his pillar, the Perverse Man's mouth opens wide, then claps shut. He grits his teeth and squeezes his eyes closed, then opens them abruptly, looks down, then goes pale and looks around before ducking out of view.
Leia leans forward only to be restrained by her chain, swallows hard, and nods, her chain clinking softly as the perverse man disappears. Jabba wakes up, seeing the naked princess awake yanks on her chain, "I told you to take a nap my lovely."
Her chain snaps back with a noisy clink, and Leia's eyes flutter open, gagging as she falls back on Jabba's belly, the chain clanking noisily, her back hitting his belly with a fleshly plop, her torso wobbling and her breasts bouncing and jiggling from the impact. Jabba's big hand lowers past her face. She watches as it drops to her bare shoulder and rubs it in wide, awkward circles. Jabba licks his lips. Leia, staring up, bites her lower lip, her breasts rising and falling. She takes another long, shaky breath, then forces her eyes to shut.
Leia lays directly on her stomach, extended her legs out straight, but curls up her right leg and raises it and arms bent upwards, under one of the pillows her head turned to the side looking away from Jabba. The tip of Jabba's tail in between her inner thighs as it gently caresses her wet vagina as the naked princess sleeps while she lets out small moans of pleasure while she sleeps.
Salacious, leaning over Jabba coiled tail, gazes at the naked princess before him. Lustfully gazing at her naked back, licking his lips. Working his way down to her rear. Curious Salacious peeks at her bare ass, and vulva as Jabba's tail caresses her womanhood.
Part of her chain runs across her upper back as the rest flow up to Jabba's hand as he holds onto the chain keeping it on a short tether forming a U shape. Salacious gloriously looks at the naked princess as she sleeps and lets out small moans of pleasure. Jabba wakes up along with his cohorts and everyone else in the barge begin waking up as the Hutt glances down at his naked slave. As the crowd looks on at the naked princess.
Suddenly, Jabba, "Time to wake up my princess" pulls on Leia's chain the jolt made the princess fly backwards onto his belly as his slave princess gasped and desperately pulled at her collar. Lying against her master gasping for air, both her knees up, as she lay on her masters' belly struggling for air, his tail penetrated the princess's pussy as she moaned, in both pleasure and pain from the collar choking her and the penetration from her master's tail.
Leia, moans loudly as the tip of Jabba's tail penetrates her already wet pussy thrusting in and out causing the princess to cum on the tip of her master's tail and orgasm loudly. While she grips, her collar gasping for air.
Jabba, "I thoroughly enjoy pleasuring you my princess as it brings me great pleasure also and turns me on so much that I am able to do so with my beautiful princess." Loosening his grip on her chain.
Jabba allowed the princess to sit up, keeping her on a short tether. Leia breathed air back into her aching lungs, the Hutt placed his hand on her bare breast and began to her firm breast and erect nipple of his naked princess. Weakened and spent, Leia could offer the mighty Jabba no resistance.
Evening…
The barge had settled next to the Pit of Carkoon.
Leia had been showered, cleaned up, made up and dressed back into her slave outfit. Jabba constantly told her that she was the most beautiful slave that he had ever owned. The half-naked princess sat upright on her master's throne, spread across a layer of plump, soft cushions Leia on a tight leash, the collar around her neck leaving a bit of pressure even laid down Leia only had two options. Lie flat against Jabba's belly like she did when she slept or sit upright with her legs out beside her and her bum pressed close to the Hutt.
While all the members of Jabba's court went about their business on the barge. With most of the men stopping at least once to stare over at Leia, slowly undressing her with their eyes. Jabba bursts out laughing.
Beside Slave Leia, Salacious Crumb cackles his shared amusement as he watches Jabba give Slave Leia's chain another firm yank. She doesn't resist him, however-she falls back onto his belly, her chain jingling noisily as she plops down, her breasts jiggling from the impact, and she can only stare in deep fear. Jabba's big hand drops to her shoulder and rubs it, and she simply lays where she landed.
Watching the other girls dancing Leia's eye was drawn to the new girl in the court. Raven haired she had never seen before. Wearing a blue and black dress that covered a lot more of her body than Leia was allowed to cover, Leia felt both annoyed but strangely fascinated. Annoyed this girl was allowed to be so shy with her body while Leia literally had her breasts on display and fascinated that this girl looked almost at peace. Not bothering to with the crowd or their shouts, this girl seemed to be enjoying herself.
Watching the raven haired girl dancing with Rystall and Lyn Leia couldn't take her eyes off the new girl. The black parts of her outfit were made of fishnet so if Leia looked hard she could see the flat stomach and bouncing breaststroke beneath. The blue parts no more than silk veils that fluttered with every movement.
Wishing more than anything she could swap places and be the free dancer Leia lost herself in the girls movements. Jabba was enjoying the show too Leia could tell, mostly by the way he wiggled and tugged on her leash. Not hard enough to pull Leia back but enough so that every tug was noticeable as his tail wriggled against her bare butt cheek outside of the slim skirt that covered the crack of her butt Leia wore. Watching the dance end the entire court burst into cheers a. "Excellent work girls" Jabba said. "New girl come to me". The redhead stood still, a confused look on her face.
"I'm sorry lord Jabba I don't understand" she said as the crowd laughed. From the distance Leia could hear the protocol droid mumbling as he walked forward.
"My master asks you to come forward" the protocol said in a clear, calm voice. Feeling her leash tighten slightly Leia dared not look back at Jabba in case he was ready to punish her but instead sat herself up taller pushing her exposed chest out as if not embarrassed by her current state, But Jabba placed his hand on her shoulder caressing it as he gave another firm yank on her leash causing the half-naked princess to fall back onto her masters belly. The girl nodded stepping forward as Jabba spoke again "you dance beautifully". "Thank you it was a pleasure to dance for you" the girl said as the crowd, as Leia felt her leash loosen.
Salacious Crumb. Jabba's jester. A little beast that took pride of place sitting on Jabba's throne. Crumb would constantly poke at Leia and try to sneak a peek under her skirts. The last time he had done so Leia had tried to kick him but ended up being yanked back to Jabba by her collar, cutting the air off to her lungs as the entire court laughed and pointed at the helpless slave.
Crumb gazes at the half-naked princess lustfully from head to toe while, Leia ignores the jester staring at the crowd in the barge moving about, while others are gathered around lustfully looking at enslaved princess and conversing with each other. Jabba, drinks from his goblet peers down at Leia's exposed body able to see her womanhood from underneath her small skirt plate. Jabba briefly and gleefully plays with her chain for a moment, licking his lips.
Leia slowly sits up regally in front of her master, only going as far as the chain would allow in the small space she was provided. Jabba in turn kept Leia on a tight leash, enjoying the feeling of her body so close. His tail was wound up next to Leia's right thigh.
Scanning the room for the presence she had felt Leia was disappointed to find nothing but the usual mix of rough faced men, pig faced guards and the occasional scantily clad dancer. And of course, there was the odd man still drinking and still staring at Leia. Their eyes undressing what little she wore and sending chills down her spine.
I'm safe as long as I'm by Jabba's side, Leia thought blocking out the stares of the men. There were no friendly faces left. Sure the dancers like Ana, Quora, Lyn and Yarna had become friends to her. And her master had become, well her lover and provider. But Leia didn't see Yarna and Lyn as friends. She saw them more as people who would just as soon turn on her as help her.
And Jabba, as much as Leia was starting to submit and dare she say it, getting accustomed to being his slave, was still her master. A cruel creature who kept her chained to his body at all times in a slutty outfit. He saw her as nothing more than a captive and a trophy to show his power. Lost in her own thoughts
Slave Leia sits before Jabba, looking tense and scared. "The Princess is a beauty" speaking to Jabba
"Oh" Jabba moaned as he instinctively pulled on Leia's leash. Falling back against his flesh, her neck sore from the power of the tug Leia immediately sat herself forward again to see what was happening.
"Leia has a banging body, wouldn't you say" Pucumir said to Jabaa. Jabba looks at Leia as she sits before him, looking tense and scared.
"My, princess is a beautiful slave and I love the sight of her royal figure and having her at my side." Giving a sarcastic laugh. Jabba again pulled in Leia's leash. This time Leia caught back. The audience excitedly chatters around the room.
"Excellent work Jabba. I knew you could do it" Jabba said, his tail waggling against his slave like a dog. "But I have questions. Is she going commando and is that a mole or a birth mark on her lower back I see?
Jabba said "My princess has no need to wear panties as she is royalty and royalty shouldn't hide such precious gems. I love it that way for my beautiful Leia, her body is more accessible for my pleasure and my slave doesn't need any such thing under those skirts and I very much enjoy how the back skirt only covers her ass crack and I love seeing and showing her royal ass off."
"It is a mole and a birthmark on my beautiful princess, it is a beautiful feature on my lovely Leia" Jabba said as he patted Leia's shoulder to prove his point. Leia's face was a strange mix of sadness and fear.
Jabba's hand lifts from Slave Leia's shoulder and barks aloud, lifting his hand into the air. Slave Leia, panting, looks on in fear as up on the throne behind her. "My lovely, you may go the window to watch the sunset." Jabba said to Leia.
Slave Leia, moves her right leg away from her master's tail she gets up from the cushioned throne. Her chain, hanging in mid-air, sways and jiggles, clinking softly. Slave Leia's eyes lift up. The open windows glow with the bright light of the outside world. Slave Leia's lips part. Through the slats...
Her chain slowly slips and slithers from the throne and down, stretching out in the air. Slave Leia walks towards the window, her split-skirts fluttering as she moved not caring that her female parts were now visible as she walked Bib, speaking to Jabba, looks over, frowns, then looks around for Slave Leia-then grins.
Down the length of the extended, tightened chain, all the way across the barge's interior and beyond the guests, Slave Leia has reached the windows and is slowly swaying about, peering out. Bib turns to Jabba, grinning. Jabba looks at her, narrowing his eyes.
She lifts her hands to the window, pressing her left arm to the frame, and her right hand to the sill. Beyond the window, across the rolling sands outside, Slave Leia stares out blankly. Back on his throne, Jabba licks his lips.
While Jabba conversed with the others while he held onto her chain with tension. Staring out at the man dune sea as the sun was slowly setting. She was half-aware of her collar beginning to tighten against her throat, but the chain remained silent and unmoving behind her neck. Her skirts fluttered from the slight breeze coming from the window giving everyone behind her a site to see.
Gazing out at the dune sea. She was at least grateful Jabba allowed her to be alone for a bit to see the sunset. The sound of jingling metal interrupted her, as she tensed, glaring over her shoulder at Jabba with annoyance as he licked his lips. Giving her master a royal statement.
Immediately turns away and peers back out the window again, enjoying the beauty. Leia could hear many of the men and women calling Leia many crude and lewd comments as they stood around and passed by her. She ignores the patrons as much as possible even though deep down it hurt it in the names they were calling her.
Leia with the amount of time she had been with Jabba was grown somewhat accustomed to being half-naked, collared to the neck and chained to Jabba as his slave and getting had grown accumulated to her life style of being a slave to the Hutt, and was dependent on her master as Jabba did provide for her. Leia looks back just to make sure Jabba was still conversing as she wanted more time to herself that Jabba would allow.
The enslaved princess continues to look out and around her surroundings. As the breeze dies down her skirts move themselves back into their rightful places although she felt cold which she always is when it was cold given the attire she was given to wear. Jabba converses with some bounty hunters as he waits for the sun to set while he lustfully gazes at Leia's backside.
Leia watches as the sun finally sets as the sky turns to black with the Tattoine sky filled with stars. She felt relived she could see this even if it was for brief time, but looking at the stars seeing the bright lights they admitted from the night sky it brought the enslaved princess a smile on her face.
The chain snaps taut in the air. The collar tugs painfully into Slave Leia's upper throat, and she gags, falling backward. "Ow!" Her hands fling up to her collar, and she stumbles backward, spinning around and stumbling after the chain, grunting. A guest turns around as she approaches him, and he jumps out of the way as she gags and grunts-running toward Jabba, who is looking at her, growing larger and taller as she approaches, her chain jangling noisily "-Ungh-angh-!"
Her bare legs stretch and hoist her up at the base of the throne. Slave Leia's small, half-naked form rises before Jabba's mountainous silhouette as she jumps atop his throne, her chain jingling. Her hand plants into the top of his belly and plunges deep into its squishy flesh as she hoists herself up. Her half-naked body swings forward at the hips, her belly and thighs connecting with the front of his huge gut with a loud, sweaty clap. Her ponytail swings around in front of her shoulder as she inclines her head back-and Bib's taloned hand reaches up and immediately presses to her mid-shoulders, pinning her in place.
Slave Leia looks away as he does, catching her breath. Jabba licks his lips as the Hutt began to speak: "My Leia it is time to go, I hope you had a good time, but it is now time we head back to get some rest." Jabba's chin-rolls rub against the front of Slave Leia's gold-framed top, moving it up and down on her breasts. Still attempting to get her air back, Leia could only gaze weakly up into the Hutt's reptilian eyes, whose pupils widened as they leered at her. Slave Leia glares at the approaching goblet of wine as Jabba continues.
Leia turns back to Jabba, looking at his eyes, then down at his mouth, then up into his eyes again. Nearby, several guests look up and point at Jabba and his slave. Jabba holds his goblet closer to Slave Leia. She sighs, licks her lips, then inclines her head forward, opening her mouth. The rim of the goblet touches Slave Leia's lips, and Jabba tips it up, the dark liquid gushing right into her mouth. Slave Leia drinks the wine in a few quick, deep gulps like a good little slave, and Jabba pulls it away, managing to not spill a drop this time. Slave Leia swallows, rolling her head forward and gasping, her face flushing.
Jabba's left hand steals right beneath her front skirt, his fat fingertips curling up. Leia gasps again, squeezing her eyes shut, her shoulders rising and falling. Jabba's fingers disappear upward, behind her front skirt, and Slave Leia grunts and whimpers uncomfortably. She's gritting her teeth, then opening her trembling jaw, gasping and shuddering, eyelids fluttering. She throws her head back and yelps loudly. Jabba's hand plucks out from under her skirt and lifts away. Shuddering, Slave Leia opens her eyes and glares resentfully at Jabba.
Jabba's eyes narrow, and his lips tighten, his nostrils flaring and snorting wetly. Leia glares at him, then looks to his left, and slowly down. Following her gaze, we travel down her body where it's pressed against Jabba's heaving blubber, her breasts heaving in their gold frames. Her entire, exposed abdomen is shoved against his bulk, her backside jutting out where her hips remain pulled slightly away. His left hand lifts from her side and moves sheepishly in toward her skirt, his fingertips pressing together. His hand then gingerly pushes behind her rear skirt, in, and down, disappearing to his wrist as it moves up between her thighs.
SLeia, looking away and down, slightly flinches, then opens her mouth slightly. Then she closes her eyes. Slave Leia's front skirt pushes out and in as her wrist moves about at her crotch. She lets out a long, shaky breath. Jabba licks his lips. Bib Fortuna, behind her, lowers his hand, grinning and stepping around her, looking down. Slave Leia gasps, her shoulders rising and falling, and her head turns, rolling on her neck as she moans softly.
Slave Leia is moaning louder. Her hand is working faster. The audience watching grins. Jabba groans loudly, enjoying this immensely. Pinned up against her massive master Jabba, the small, half-naked form of Slave Leia writhes and arches, grinding her lower body into his gut as she pleasures herself. Slave Leia pants and gasps, flinching, tensing-getting close. Jabba, "Good Princess, now it is time to release you."
Slave Leia sharply inhales-flinches- Leia suddenly throws her head back and yelps loudly. She moans loudly, gasping in air, then utters a shaky whimper as she settles into her self-served orgasm, surrendering to the power of her lust. Jabba's eyes narrow, and he opens his mouth, gurgling loudly as he extends his tongue as the enslaved princess moans, closing her eyes and licking her own lips after.
He falls silent as a loud clatter fills the air, and he groans. Jabba snorts wetly. Slave Leia looks up at him uncertainly, then away. Up close, her face flushes with tension as she begins to realize what she's done, and what's in store for her. All sounds begin to drown out as her pulse kicks up, becoming a heavy, echoing thud. She licks her lips, looking back and forth, then down, growing conflicted over everything.
Jabba releases her from his embrace, as he jerks her chain commanding her to sit at the base of his tail.
Leia does as she is told. Jabba with a tight grip on her chain and places his right hand is on her right shoulder while he grips her chain leaving few chain links in between his hand and her collar. Leia rests her arms on her exposed thighs closing her legs keeping them together as the front lasshaa silk skirt drapes in between the inner part of her thighs of which the little coverage didn't help as it left her legs exposed but the front plate didn't help either.
She felt the warmth of the base of his belly against her buttocks as the upper part of her rear skirt that was attached to the skirt plate dug into the flab of his belly and moved from side to side depending on how much Leia moved while she sat, while her ponytail at the end of her plait dangles next to her navel.
Jabba speaks to Leia as she looks at him while he speaks to her. "My Leia, you look tired, as soon as we get back we will take a rest for a bit." Leia nods at least glad she will be able to rest for a bit as she is a bit tired. Jabba with the hand holding her chain gently caresses her shoulder. "Doesn't that feel good my Leia?" she nods as she feels the cold metal links against her naked back as some of the loose chain on the base of his tail falls onto her lower back and exposed buttocks having shivers go up her spine from the coldness of the chain links.