Living her younger years in the upper part of Coruscant, Minna knew very little of the galaxy before she had turned 18. She had grown up having everything handed to her, the money from her father's carbonite company ensuring all her needs were met. Still, as she grew older she began to tire of the glitz and glamour that seemed to have no greater meaning. Finally, she found a use for the money she was given and began to start several charity organizations that helped the poor and needy. One particular organization she became attached to, and spent most of her time with, was a project that bought slaves from their owners and freed them. Nothing brought her more happiness than seeing the joy in someone's eyes when they realized they were free.
One week her organization was visiting Tatooine, one of the Outer Rim planets where slavery was rampant. Minna wished she could free all the slaves she saw laboring in the streets, but unfortunately was only able to save a few, their master's asking for incredibly steep prices they knew she would pay. The look of salvation on those she saved mixed bitterly with the disappointment on the faces of those she couldn't.
While other members began to pack up, Minna decided to explore the town to really get a true feeling for the plight of these people. Despite warnings from her companions, she decided to go by herself and walked through the streets of Mos Espa alone.
This time the streets were nearly empty and she was worried for a moment until two young children ran by her towards the town center, talking about the arrival of Jabba the Hutt.
Minna had heard of Jabba several times, and knew the Hutt Lord practically owned Tatooine. The rumor was that he was seeking more land to build on, and that he would be able to give jobs and prosperity to the city that appealed to him the most. Or rather appeased him the most with money and gifts. Mos Espa felt that it could present Jabba with the best offer, since Jabba had already supported its podracing arena, which had brought them a lot of guests and money. In her young naivete, Minna hoped that Jabba would decide to choose Mos Espa, and that the financial benefits that resulted from dealing with him would enable slaves to purchase their freedom.
Overwhelmed with curiosity, Minna went into the marketplace, to see if she could watch the negotiations between Jabba and the city. In truth, even though Minna spoke the Huttese tongue (one of the many alien dialects she had learned) and seen several holocron images of them, Minna had never seen a Hutt in person. She had once asked her mother about her meeting with one, but she had only shivered and quickly changed the subject.
Peering over the heads of the large crowd that had began to gather, Minna got her first glimpe of the infamous Jabba. Her gasp was audible throughout the quiet plaza, earning the attention of several members. A slimy almost impossibly obese slug sat upon a hovering dais in the square. She could hardly believe that it was a living creature, except for the constant twitching of its fat tail and the steady stream of drool that leaked from the corners of his mouth when it spoke She noticed what looked like a large fish bowl connected to the armrest of the Hutt's dais, filled with many small amphibians swimming about. At first she thought they were Jabba's pets. This thought was completely dashed as the Hutt absent-mindedly reached into the bowl, grasped one of the tiny creatures with his pudgy hand and brought the wiggling creature to his mouth, stuffing it past his slimy lips, chewing slowly, and swallowing the live morsel with a belch. The sight was the most throughly disgusting moment of Minna's young life-at least to that point.
Minna watched as the sultan slug conversed with the town elders. It seemed that they were disagreeing about something. She had to move closer to hear. As she crept forward through the crowd, she began to understand what Jabba was saying.
"True, you have offered me as much money as Mos Eisley," Jabba said, "but we Hutts desire other things besides money and power." With that, he motioned and a cowering red Twi'lek girl was brought forward. "Things such as beauty and pleasure." Jabba licked his lips suggestively.
Minna immediately felt deep pity for the poor slave girl. She seemed to be trembling all over as one of Jabba's slimy hands ran over her nearly nude form, fear and disgust apparent on her face. The life of a slave was usually a hard one but Minna could not imagine what it would be like for her to serve this monstrosity. Meanwhile, her naive illusion that Jabba was simply a powerful businessman was immediately shattered, and she felt a tremendous loathing for the Hutt, who continued to speak gurglingly.
"Mos Eisley has offered me the most beautiful girl in their town as tribute-a Twi'lek slave. But to tell you the truth, I am bored with Twi'leks. They always break...so fragile. I was hoping you would offer me something different..."
Before the elders could answer, the Twi'lek girl made a surprising move and wrenched herself from Jabba's grasp. She then sprinted for the crowd. Jabba boomed with outrage and several of his guards went after her in pursuit. People in the crowd quickly stepped aside for the guards to pass, but Minna, hoping the girl could escape, stuck her foot out and caught one guard by the leg, sending him toppling into the dusty street.
But Minna's efforts were all for naught, as a guard quickly shot a bolo that wrapped up the Twi'lek girl, who then fell to the ground. As she heartbrokenly watched the guard pull up the girl and swing her over his back, Mina herself felt a rough hand grab her by the shoulder, spinning her around. She found herself face to face with the guard she tripped, his face red with anger and his hand raised to hit her. She screamed and turned her head away, but before she felt the blow come she heard Jabba's rumbling voice over the crowd.
"Stop! Bring her to me!" The guard gave one glance at the lustful gleam in Jabba's eye then smiled wickedly at Minna, pushing her toward Jabba.
Struggling in the guard's grasp, Minna saw the Twi'lek girl brought before the Hutt first. Jabba chuckled with amusement at her pathetic escape attempt. "Don't worry, my lovely, I'll make sure to punish you when we arrive at my palace," he said, and all the Twi'lek girl could do was whimper in defeat and despair as she was taken away.
He then turned his attention to Minna who stood defiantly before him.
"Mmmm..." He murmured in appreciation "Now here's a woman with spirit! What's your name, girl?"
Pushing the guard behind her away, Minna stepped forward and stood tall and glanced haughtily at Jabba, as her aristocratic parents had taught her to when addressing those beneath her. And indeed, being as tall as she was, and with Jabba's repulsorsled low to the ground, Minna was able to look down at the sultan slug as she spoke.
"I am Minna from the ancient Valorum family of Coruscant," the young woman said proudly. "If it is money you seek by coming here, I would offer you 5,000 credits in exchange for this girl's freedom."
Jabba roared with laughter, spittle raining from his lips, as he was finding himself enticed more and more by this girl. So she was from the Core World's aristocracy...in his 500 years he had encountered few other beautiful women of her rank in his territory, and never had he been able to enslave one.
His vast Hutt mind immediately began to consider the risks and benefits of abducting the girl. If he was to take Minna, her parents would no doubt quickly notice her disappearance and would use any of their political or monetary clout to get their daughter back as soon as possible. The Republic, however, was currently embroiled in the tasking war against the Confederacy and would no doubt find it difficult to spare any sort of military assistance for one girl. Especially if they had no reason to suspect she was in any danger. With that twisted thought a plan began to formulate in his mind, and he stared hungrily at Minna, drool gathering at the corners of his mouth, knowing that she would soon be his.
"Tell me, my lovely," the Hutt practically purred, "why do you, a member of your race's ruling class, care so much about the life of this slave."
"From those who are given much, much is asked of them. I will never rest until I've bought the freedom of every slave I can with my family's fortune." As she said these words, Minna strode closer to the Hutt, until she was just a foot away from him. She did not wish to show him any fear, but approaching him would soon prove to be an unwise move. Meanwhile, the crowd around them murmured at her confidence and waited anxiously to see if the Hutt would respond with anger at her presumption.
But Jabba simply laughed indulgently.
"My, my, so you have money, power, and ambition. I like that," he said, then quickly added, "I have some ambitions of my own." He chuckled some more.
Suddenly, Jabba's voice became very serious, and his eyes narrowed. "However," he rumbled, "you did not offer to buy my slave from me, but you tried to abet her escape."
As he spoke, a chill went through the crowd; they knew what was coming next. The Hutt moved his repulsorshift forward until now only a few inches separated him from the young female aristocrat. Despite his booming voice, and the stench of his breath, Minna did not flinch-although her own eyes wavered a bit in the heat from his large orange eyes.
"Therefore," the gangster slug repeated, more loudly, as his tail smacked forcefully against his sled, startling Minna, "you are an instigator, a breaker of the laws of the Outer Rim, and a disturber of the peace."
"What?" Minna said, shaking her head, and beginning to back away. "I am no such thing...I..." But Jabba cut her off with a motion of his hand, as he leaned forward and raised his sled, until he was now the one higher up-the one in control.
Minna's heart began to beat frantically with the Hutt's mass towering over her. As she looked up into his hideous face she could feel his eyes scanning her entire body, especially her chest. His snake-like pupils oscillated in size while his orange irises began to burn with unmistakable lust. Now aware of his leering at her, Minna's flight response took over, but it was too late, for with surprising quickness the Hutt reached out and grabbed her firmly by the wrist with his clammy hand.
"And so," Jabba spoke solemnly, but with a suggestive edge to his voice, "as the unquestioned authority of this planet, I take you into my protective custody, to prevent a riot and for your own safety."
Minna shook her head and bewilderment-this disgusting creature was claiming her? She turned around and looked beseechingly at the town elders. Some looked at her with pity, but most seem delighted by the turn of events.
Jabba, for his part, took advantage of the girl's confusion by wrapping his other hand around her rear and unceremoniously lifting her up onto his sled, earning a surprised yelp from the young noblewoman . He then slid his hand up around her thigh to her belly, tightening his grip as he did so and pressing Minna against his bloated mass. His huge tail came up over her legs and rested there, pinning them to the repulsorsled and preventing her from kicking away. She was repulsed by the Hutt, his overpowering smell filled her nose, she needed, no 'had to' leave this disgusting cuddle. Minna squirmed, but Jabba's hold only grew firmer. His reptilian tail continuously slithered over and around her long legs, encircling them and pulsing with a power that terrified Minna.
"Is this acceptable to you?" Jabba spoke.
At first Minna thought he was addressing her and started to shake her head, only to feel Jabba cup her chin with the hand that previously held her wrist. It was when she saw him wink that she realized he was actually addressing the town elders. The elders got together in a circle and talked amongst themselves as Jabba stroked Minna's chin and then her cheeks with his strong hand. Minna herself was too stunned to resist, only gazing out at the crowd helplessly.
As for her Hutt captor, he stopped stroking her chin for a moment and nonchalantly reached into his aquarium bowl and grabbed a particularly plump frog, stuffing it into his mouth and munching on the squeaking delicacy noisily. A line of drool snaked from his mouth and fell onto Minna's shoulder and ran down her back under her shirt, making her shiver.
Finally the elders broke up their meeting. One stepped forward to address the hulking Jabba.
"Exalted One, we thank you for watching over our humble city and preventing the unrest and violence that this wealthy outsider's activities could have caused. Since she comes from such a powerful family and since she undoubtedly doesn't understand our ways, we will not deal with her ourselves but turn her over to you for safekeeping until she can leave our planet in peace. We are prepared to testify to the Republic regarding these things."
Minna gasped at the elder's words, but was not heard over her Jabba's mighty voice. "Your city has made a wise decision-one that will benefit you in ways you can't even see yet. I am returning to my palace, but I will return in a month to discuss matters with you and an architect I have hired. That is all."
So I'm a token in these negotiations, Minna thought, as Jabba squeezed her tighter against his flabby body and turned his repulsorsled in the direction of a waiting skiff. She remembered how reticent her mother had been to discuss the Hutts with her, and began to fear what awaited her at the palace of her beastly "guardian."
As the Hutt and his party approached the speeder, Minna caught sight of her team out of the corner of her eye. Squirming momentarily out of Jabba's grip, she rose up and called out, getting their attention, before disappearing down a city street. Later she realized that Jabba had allowed her to do this in order for her parents to know what had happened to her, for the purpose of receiving money from them. Thus began a series of defeats for the young aristocrat as she struggled unsuccessfully against the cunning of the Hutt.
The repulsor carried Jabba and Minna through the town, Minna continuing to wriggle as Jabba caressed her. She punched and kicked at him with her long strong legs, trying hopelessly to claw at his thick hide, but none of it seemed to have the least bit effect on the Hutt. Instead he seemed to enjoy it, purring as he felt her resist him. Minna soon gave up her struggles and looked for help on the streets. But the few people that passed averted their gaze immediately and Minna quickly began to understand that she was very much alone with this disgusting beast. She stopped struggling and lay still.
As she slumped against Jabba's belly, the Hutt patted her head approvingly, like a pet. "I'm glad you've finally decided to enjoy the pleasure of my company," he chortled. With a spark of defiance, Minna began kicking him in a vain attempt to escape. His long tail put a stop to this by binding them together, she could feel slime soaking through her soft cotton trousers. Jabba smiled triumphantly as he gazed down at his prize. Moving one hand below her face he grasped her chin, forcing her to look up at him. Minna cringed as Jabba's vile tongue poked forward, slopping a slimy kiss on her lips. As she groaned in abhorrance, Jabba's advances became more aggressive, as if trying to claim her. His hand moved to her firm bottom, carressing it roughly, causing a disgusted groan to escape Minna's lips. Jabba's smiled once more as Minna was forced to endure his molestation, he loved the feeling the shape of her butt through her soft trousers. Keeping his firm grip on her chin his tongue extended once more, intent on stealing another taste. This time, however, he would push further. His tongue roughly pressed to her lips, trying to force its way in. Minna kept her mouth firmly shut as tears threatened to break free from her eyes. Groaning in abhorance Minna attempted to move her head away, but found Jabba had too great of a grip on her. His tongue moved to her neck, slobbering from her chin to her collar bone, far too close to her breasts for comfort. He would have his way though,and moved his hand inside the back of her trousers to feel the skin of her bottom with the slimy flesh of his hand.
"No!" Minna shouted as her eyes widened with the surprise of feeling the Hutt's slimy hand rub her butt. Jabba took this opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth, silencing her. His tongue dominated her own as the Hutt's disgusting saliva quickly spread into her mouth. She struggled, but that simply encouraged the vile gangster as his tongue more aggressively explored her oral cavity. Minna gagged as his tongue began to push further and further into her mouth. She thought for certain he was going to try and taste down her throat. He finally retracted his tongue and licked his lips and Minna coughed. Her energy seemed to be spent, a fact which made Jabba smile. His thick finger slowly moved in between her buttocks and stroked. Minna whimpered as she felt his horrible intentions and couldn't help but shed a few tears in anticipation of what was to come next. Her body spent she lay against the vile ganster who stroked one of her most private areas.
"Please..." she began lightly, her voice hitched as she seemed to be on the verge of sobbing openly "Don't...". She knew Jabba had no intention of listening to her desperate plea, however, as she simply heard him chuckle. Her desperation and disgust only seemed to fuel his actions. His stroking was focused now on a single point between her buttocks. There was no doubt now what he wanted and what his vile intentions were and she had no way to stop the slimy assault.
"I rarely start here" She heard him gently begin, as if trying to consol her. She knew he was simply mocking her helplessness. "But since you are a noble, I think we both deserve something special". Minna cringed in disgust and discomfort as he pushed slightly, then continued to stroke. Jabba chuckled as he pushed a few more times, almost experimentally before continuing to stroke the single point between her buttocks. She looked up to him and saw he was drooling more profusely.
"Please..." She began again. She hated begging, she dispised herself for doing so but she couldn't think of any other way to convince the mobster to stop. She began to speak again but was quickly silenced by Jabba's tongue, now coated with even more drool. She groaned in desperation and disgust as his tongue stroked her lips and chin. Whimpering against Jabba's assault she could feel his aggression on her backside increasing with each stroke of his tongue. Finally, his tongue retracted to his maw to gather more moisture. The hutt's slime and drool dripped from Minna's face as a few tears escaped her. She felt him press between her buttocks once more and attempted to speak against him, but her voice failed her as Jabba pushed half his finger inside of her. She cringed and whimpered as a dozen emotions and sensations assaulted her. Disgust, embarrassment, shame, and pain. Her face contorted as Jabba moved in and out of her, the pain and discomfort she was experiencing was unbearable. Was her life going to be like this from now on? She wasn't sure if she was mentally or physically strong enough to endure it. Tears now freely flowed as Minna cringed and groaned in disgust and pain from Jabba's assault. Jabba stuck his tongue forward to take a taste of Minna's tears and pain, licking her cheek. Minna couldn't help but groan as Jabba's tongue moved toward her mouth once more.
"Stop... hrgg... Please" Minna managed to force out as Jabba pushed more of his thick finger inside of her. She could feel herself breaking under his pressure. She could only feel the pain and disgust. Jabba continued to pushed further until his finger was fully within. Minna couldn't help but cry out loudly at this, at what felt like she was being torn in half. Flopping against Jabba in defeat, Minna couldn't do anything against his assault on her backside except cringe in pain and abhorance. After a few minutes,which felt like an eternity to Minna, Jabba finally withdrew his finger. Minna sighed in relief as Jabba seemed to be finished with her behind. Trailing his finger up her back, Minna relaxed a moment, trying to gather herself. Looking up through her tear filled eyes Minna saw the dark glint in Jabba's eye. His hand trailed to the front of her shirt and gripped one of her large breasts roughly. she groaned in disgust again as he switched his attention to her chest. As he fondled her breast roughly she almost missed his other hand stroking her back, moving ever lower. Her eyes widened again as she realized his intentions. She could do nothing but whimper helplessly as one of his hands fondled her chest while the other moved to stroke her backside again through her soft trousers. Minna could do nothing more but sob quietly as the repulsor lift carried them across the desert and Jabba continued his gross assault.