Chapter 1
Jabba said something that Leia couldn't understand. Lando stopped and looked at Leia for a moment with a look of concern. She began to worry as Lando followed the lead of a gamorrean who had grabbed Leia's other arm and began dragging her towards the slug. Jabba eyed Leia intensely and in an effort to put an end to whatever was happening she blurted out "we have powerful friends, you're gonna regret this." Jabba chuckled and rumbled something.
The gamorrean had now pushed her chest into contact with the grotesque stomach of the monstrous slug. He opened his mouth and out came an equally monstrous, greenish-brown tongue. Leia tried to pull away but the guard held her in place. She groaned as the appendage lapped across her face, leaving a disgusting green, swamp-smelling slime on her skin.
Jabba smiled as he looked down at the struggling princess, then looked to the crowd and barked an order. The gamorrean and Lando dragged Leia behind the slug as he slowly made his way back into the throne room and took his place on the throne. She was dragged to the center of the room as the crowd gathered around.
Leia still wasn't quite sure what was happening and she was terrified. How had Jabba discovered her? What went wrong? Why was she here? What did Jabba intend to do with her? Luke had contacted her earlier that day to tell her that they needed to delay for several days.
"I'm already here. Jabba already has Chewie and who knows how long he'll be kept alive. I can't just stay here."
"Leia, you need to be patient. I've been held up and can't make it yet. Don't do anything rash. If you can't stay, then just leave the palace and I'll go in to get everyone out when I get there."
Of course, she didn't want to waste this excursion into the Hutt's palace and definitely didn't want to leave Han and Chewie at his mercy. She had decided to go ahead and break Han out, then go get Chewie. Luke's plan was too convoluted anyways. Then somehow Jabba had figured it out.
Now here she stood in the middle of the throne room of one of the galaxy's most infamous gangsters, surrounded by his henchmen, and completely helpless. Jabba the Hutt was leering at her and it made her stomach turn. He began to speak and C-3P0 translated.
"His excellence would like to introduce you all to the newest member of his harem, Princess Leia of Alderaan, former senator, rebel leader, and the lover of Han Solo." The crowd laughed and cheered. "She has angered his exaltedness by destroying his favorite trophy and attempting to deceive him. Now she must be taught her place."
The crowd began laughing, cheering and hooting. Leia squirmed in the arms of the gamorrean and Lando, trying to free herself from their grasp. They held her tight. She wanted to look at Lando for reassurance, but didn't want to risk blowing his cover. Jabba waved his hand in her direction as he spoke assertively. The crowd rumbled with excitement as their eyes turned from the throne to her. C-3P0 translated. "Search the princess for weapons."
Then the gamorrean and Lando each placed their free hand on Leia, holding her more firmly. She realized another person was coming up behind her and spotted the Jabba's majordormo approaching with a tool of some kind. She struggled harder now, grunting and straining, but still couldn't break free. She looked at Lando angrily, and saw his face was expressionless. Why wasn't he doing anything to stop this? There must be something he could do.
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound behind her as Bib Fortuna grabbed her armor. She felt a looseness in her shoulders. She continued to struggle until she felt a large hand seize the back of her neck and a voice in her ear said something threateningly. Now she held still as Bib cut away the outer layers of her disguise. She was furious. She couldn't stop it. Next to the three males holding her in place, she was tiny. Lando had almost a foot on her and the gamorrean had even more. Even with a weapon, she didn't stand a chance.
The outer layer fell away and the crowd cheered. Jabba was clearly pleased. Bib had stopped, she realized. As she stood there in a thin undershirt and tight fitting pants, she turned her head to see the crowd all gazing at her with lust in their eyes. She realized this wasn't just a strip search. This was about humiliation. Was Jabba going to have her stripped right in the middle of the throne room? Is this how he was going to teach her 'her place'? Jabba licked his lips as she looked back at him in fear. The sight of him was revolting. He spoke again.
Bib grabbed hold of her shirt collar and pulled roughly. The buzzing started again and she sensed the fabric giving way to the device. She wasn't going to let this happen, even if Lando was just going to allow it. A thought crossed her mind that made her blood boil: did he want to let this happen? He had looked at her with desire before and had certainly tried to flirt with her. No, she told herself. As much as she disliked the way he went about things from time to time, he was a saint compared to the filth that surrounded the throne room, leering at her and laughing at her humiliation.
"Get your hands off me" she shouted as she began struggling intensely. The gamorrean grabbed her leg and Lando took hold of her hair and yanked it back roughly. She cried out in pain, surprised and angry that he was being so rough with her. It definitely seemed like he was enjoying himself at her expense. The cutting went ahead despite her efforts and soon her shirt was only held up by the hands on her arms. The pants went quickly and Bib shouted victoriously as he ripped them away, followed by her shirt. Lando loosened his grip on her hair, allowing her look forward again, but kept his grip on her.
The crowd cheered as they got their first good look at her. As she brought her head forward she look at Jabba who was staring lustfully at her standing there in her underwear. She was now wearing only a black sports bra, tight black shorts, and her combat boots. She turned her head slightly to look at Lando. She felt vindicated. His eyes were exploring her body and he looked a bit pleased by the situation he found himself in. As he realized she was staring at him, he pulled roughly on her hair to force her to look straight ahead. She grunted and fumed.
C-3P0 translated for the slug again. "His excellency is quite pleased with his newest acquisition. She will be a fitting trophy to replace Solo." Leia felt completely helpless in her exposed condition. The one man in the room who was supposed to be on her side was helping them to humiliate her. Jabba then raised his hand and gestured for them to approach. Lando finally released her allowing her to look at him. She wished she could kill him and wanted to let him know. He just looked ahead as he helped drag her to the Hutt once again.
As they reached the throne she was lifted from her feet onto the throne. She stood before Jabba, holding her hands at her sides, unsure what pose to take as he inspected her body. She gagged as his scent now wafted up to her face. He smelled like a swamp filled with rotting corpses. Jabba said something. She stood there unsure what to do. He spoke again, in a commanding tone, and stared at the mostly naked girl before him.
"His excellency commands you to turn slowly so he may examine you."
Leia remained still with a pouting look on her face. She wanted to say something but feared incurring the Hutt's wrath. He gave her an angry look and said something to Bib. Then his hand shot out and grabbed her arm, pulling her creamy skin into contact with his slimy green flesh. His other hand wrapped around her waist, holding her in place.
Just the sensation of his slimy skin in contact with her bare stomach and thighs revolted her. She pushed her hands into his flesh and attempted to push away, but her tiny body was no match for the one thousand pound beast. He spoke once again. "His excellency is quite pleased with you," C-3P0 translated. "He is glad to see you have a strong spirit so that he may break you. You will now turn so he may examine you, or there will be consequences."
Terrified by what else this monster would do to her, she reluctantly complied with his command. He released her and she stood upright once again and began to rotate slowly. As she faced the crowd she saw all their eyes upon her. She cast her eyes downward and saw Lando standing at the front of the crowd gazing at her. She tried to convey her anger to him. Jabba was making satisfied noises behind her and it made her skin crawl. As she finished her twirl, she looked the monster in the eyes, angry now that he was humiliating her like this. "Can I go now?"
Jabba chuckled as he grabbed her again. She groaned as they came into contact with each other. He spoke again, instigating laughter from the crowd. His hand began wandering down from it's place on her back. She squirmed as she realized his destination, but he laughed as he easily held her tiny form in place against him. His other hand reached out and grabbed her hair roughly, pulling her head back. His tongue came out of his mouth as she groaned in pain and disgust, licking from her chest, up her stretched throat, and over her cheek. Then someone grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms behind her back. She could see Bib approach from the side with something in his hands. He then cuffed her hands behind her back. As he left he slide his hand down her back and onto her finely formed ass.
Jabba now just held her by her hair, pressing her stomach against him. She now was truly helpless. Handcuffed, half-naked, and trapped in the arms of this enormous slug. He reached out with his other hand and grabbed her breast.
"Jabba, please" she cried out.
He laughed as his hand kneaded her breast and pulled her face within inches of his. She groaned again in humiliation. As she did his tongue came out of his mouth and into hers. She was shocked and disgusted at this intrusion. The taste made her want to puke. He explored her mouth, running up and down the length of her tongue. He pulled out, leaving behind his vomit-inducing saliva. He smiled at her as she tried to spit out his fluids and struggled to pull away with all her might, but the grip he had on her hair held her easily. His other hand left her breast and continued to wander her squirming, petite body. Leia desperately wanted to escape his clutches.
All the while, Jabba's henchmen continued to laugh and jeer at the humiliation of the princess. She thought about Lando, staring at her exposed body from behind her, enjoying her humiliation. She made up her mind to kill him when she got out of this. Finally, the Hutt's assault ended. She stood straight again, finally not in contact with him.
"How dare you, you despicable slug." Leia glared at him, wanting to kill him even more than Lando.
Jabba spoke and waved his arm. She felt hands grab her hips and arms from behind. They hoisted her off the throne and placed her on the floor. She wasn't surprised that one of them was Lando. Of course he wanted to get his hands on her again, she thought. She tried to pull away from them, but they just dragged her out of the throne room.
Chapter 2
Leia had been dragged by Lando and another guard to a small room behind and to the side of Jabba's dais. Inside there was a small bed, a shower, a chair, a mirror, and other small amenities. There were no decorations. It was not a room built for comfort.
They left her standing by the bed and stepped out of the room. Bib entered next. The way he stared at her and smiled made her skin crawl. He was followed by a woman. She was older, in her 40's by the looks of her, and had an air of authority about her. She was quite tall and a little overweight, with dark hair. Bib grabbed Leia, turning her around and feeling her hips and ass as he did. He unlocked the handcuffs and felt her ass once more as he turned to leave. The woman closed the door, examined Leia then approached with large device in her hands.
"Strip."
Leia stood motionless until the woman grabbed Leia's bra and pulled forcefully on it. Leia then slowly began removing her underwear, and boots. The woman collected it and placed it in a bag. Then she held up the device. It beeped then a light came on. She let go of it and it hovered in the air. The device projected a light onto her Leia's body. It rotated around her, slowly scanning up down. When it was complete the woman grabbed it out of the air, picked up the bag with Leia's undergarments, and looked at her.
"You are to be Jabba's new favorite. Rest now, and I will return in a few hours to prepare you. Don't cry too much. Jabba hates puffy eyes.."
Leia heard a latch click, and then a lock engage as the woman closed the door behind her. Leia sat down on the bed, trying to unpack what happened. She still didn't know how Jabba had figured it out, but she suspected that Jabba had someone watching her after she brought Chewie to him. Perhaps they intercepted her communication with Luke. It seemed likely. As mad as she was with Lando, she needed to talk to him. She wanted out of this, but she knew if she escaped that Jabba might take it out on Han.
C-3P0 said that Leia was to become the newest member of Jabba's "harem." What did that entail? Leia knew that the Hutt's had a hand in the slave trade, but she didn't know what the Hutt expected of his "favorite." She hoped that she would only be expected serve Jabba food and wine, and perhaps even dance, but after the treatment she had received at the hands of the Hutt she figured she was being naive.
And Lando… She was as angry as she had ever been with someone. She wanted to kill him. There must have been something he could have done to help. Instead, he helped the Hutt humiliate her. But she needed his help. They needed to continue to work as a team to make sure they all got out of this alive. When they did, though, she was gonna make sure Lando was punished for this.
She sat on the edge of the bed and continued to ponder her circumstances. How could she get out of this? Luke wasn't gonna be here for a few days at best and she and Lando couldn't carry out the plan without him. Leia realized that she have to endure whatever the Hutt had planned for her in the meantime.
Slowly, Leia's eyes grew tired until she passed out on the tiny bed. It wasn't comfortable. Probably to keep it's occupant from wanting to spend time in it. She slept for a few hours until the tall woman from the night before opened the door and the lights came on.
Leia jumped to her feet, assuming a defensive stance in readiness for anything. The woman stared at the half naked girl with a mocking look. She stepped inside followed by a green twi'lek girl and dark haired human girl. Both of them wore skimpy dancing outfits and carried a couple bags each.
"My name is Mel. I'm the harem mistress. We are here to get you ready for the day. Get in the shower."
"I'm not doing anything until you tell me what Jabba wants with me," Leia said.
"I told you. You are gonna be his new favorite. Now get in the shower." Her voice had taken a very commanding tone. She grabbed Leia's arm and pulled her up. Leia complied and walked to the shower as the twi'lek activated it. It was cold. Leia was scrubbed down by the two girls very thoroughly. They brought out razors and proceeded to shave the Princess bare. They dried Leia off and forced her to sit in front of the mirror. They applied makeup to Leia's face and started on her hair.
"We custom made you this outfit. It's quite expensive."
Bit by bit they gave Leia her new attire. Her hair was held up by a gold coated clasp that slightly resembled a crown. They slid a gold coated, snakelike armband up her left arm until it gripped her arm like a vice. Then they gave her a similar styled bracelet for her right. Leia's heart sunk as Mel produced the larger parts of her costume. The top was a tiny gold coated metal bra. At least the inside of the cup was coated with a soft material. They attached it to Leia with tiny metal wires that hooked at the side. It was not a very secure hook and Leia surmised that that was on purpose.
The bottom of the outfit was two gold coated plates with intricate engravings. At the sides they were attached with two, small, loose clasps. From each plate hung purple, lasha silk skirts that hung down to her ankles. Underneath the plates they were connected by a loose piece of lasha silk. Next she was given jerba leather boots. At least her feet wouldn't be cold, she thought. Then they put her in front of the mirror. She looked sexier than ever and she hated it. She was dressed for the Hutt's pleasure and it infuriated her.
"We are done, princess. Sit down." The human girl brought her a small bowl, and a cup of water. The bowl was filled with a thick, brown substance. "Eat." The two girls left the room, leaving Leia alone with Mel.
"Now, then. You are going to be Jabba's favorite. This means dancing for him, serving him at meals, and other things… You will learn to obey master Jabba or you will be punished for it. Learn quickly. The number one rule to follow is to always refer to Jabba as 'master'. You are a slave, so forget what you think you are and just accept it. You aren't going anywhere. Jabba doesn't let girls he likes get away from him. Now hurry up and finish eating."
"I'm not hungry."
"I don't care. If you don't eat it, I'll force it down your throat."
Leia slowly began eating it. It was disgusting. It took a couple min but she finished eating. "What time is it?"
Mel slapped Leia across the face. "You will speak when spoken to, you will refer to me as mistress, and you won't concern yourself with matters like time. Slaves don't need to be mindful of that. Now follow me."
Chapter 3
Leia followed Mel out of the room. Since the door was just behind and to the side of Jabba's throne, she was noticed almost immediately. Castinig her eyes around the room she spotted Lando, who was already looking at her. She felt her anger return immediately. But as she took tentative steps out of the room the whole throne room turned their attention to her. Mel lead her out into the middle of the room. The men were hooting and hollering, clearly pleased with her transformation. So was Jabba.
He was smiling at her and ogling her whole body. He clearly enjoyed seeing her in the tight halter top. She started to feel how truly naked she really was. Her stomach and legs were uncovered and her back was completely exposed.
Jabba barked an order to the room. A couple of men, Lando included came forward and grabbed Leia by her arms. Another was carrying several objects. She knew by now that trying to resist them was pointless. And her new outfit would just make it all the more fun for them. So she was still. The man with tools held something up to her neck while she just stood there watching Jabba. She felt them close something around her neck. She heard jangling as something else was lifted up to her neck. She looked down to see a chain as it's end was obscured by a spherical object clasped around it close to her neck. There was a loud sound and then the object was removed. She felt pressure around her neck with each link of the chain that was let loose as the man walked towards Jabba's dais. She realized what happened. He had welded the end of the chain to a collar on her neck, sealing it closed around her. He walked around to the backside of the throne and she heard a loud sound coming from behind Jabba as he welded the other end of the chain to the dais.
The man handed the chain to the grinning slug as the guards released her arms and stepped back. Princess Leia couldn't believe this situation. She had been dressed as a sex slave, then put on a collar and leash whose other end was held by a giant slug. She was now completely helpless. She couldn't even get more than 20 yards from Jabba's dais. Leia looked at Jabba with a pouting look on her face. How dare he do this to a Princess and Senator of the Galactic Republic. Jabba jangled the chain a bit and she felt the collar moving about her neck. He chuckled as she just continued to pout. He spoke and C-3P0 translated.
"His excellency bids everyone welcome Princess Leia, his newest pet."
The crowd burst into an energetic cheer. Whooping and hollering at the plight of the petite princess, the slave. Jabba jerked on the chain lightly. Leia glared at him and crossed her arms, trying to show him that she wasn't just going to submit. She knew this was going to be a battle of wills. She needed to resist him until his desire for her subsided. If she couldn't, then he would break her. Leia mentally steadied herself in preparation. Jabba yanked more forcefully on the chain. The princess grunted in pain as the collar caught the back of her neck, jerking her forward, causing her to take a step toward her new captor.
Leia reached out and grabbed the chain with both hands, taking a more defensive stance so he couldn't pull her off her feet again. Jabba chuckled again and slowly began pulling the chain. She leaned back even more to try to counteract his strength. He pulled harder. She leaned back and fought him even more, her soft jerba leather boots began sliding on the smooth stone floor. She slid her feet back and forth on the stone floor in an attempt to get some traction, but was unsuccessful. Finally, at the height of her struggle, Jabba let go of the chain and she fell backwards onto the cold stone floor. The crowd burst into laughter and applause.
Leia jumped to her feet, her face red with anger and humiliation, ready to fight the monster if that's what it took. Jabba was laughing along with the crowd. He had the chain in his hand still, but she had some slack. He began to reel it in though and she began to brainstorm ways she could resist him. Nothing came to mind though and her slack was dissapearing. She tried to fight, but with her feet sliding on the floor she was slowly being pulled to Jabba. She looked towards Lando hoping for a little bit of comfort, but seeing him look at her only made her more angry and embarrassed.
She was dreading what would come next as she reached the throne. After her treatment last night at Jabba's hands, she couldn't even bear to think of what he had planned next. He continued to pull until she was forced to step up onto the throne and stand before him. Again, she was acutely aware of how naked she was. Her backside, barely covered by a little bit of cloth, was almost completely exposed to the crowd. Her breasts were on perfect, perky display for the Hutt in front of her. She felt small and pathetic standing before the Hutt. How could she-a 5 foot tall, 100 pound woman-fight off this massive beast, intent on humiliating and violating her in front of his cronies?
Jabba gazed upon his scantily clad slave. She had again taken a defiant stance, crossing her arms, with a pouting look on her face. He gently yanked the chain, grinning at her. She was furious at him. He pulled the chain again, bringing her skin into contact with him once again, and held her there with her leash. In disgust, she turned her head away. The feeling of his hand on her hip caught her off guard. It wandered its way up her side and slid gently over her bra, up to her neck and then finally grabbing her chin. Using her chin as leverage, he turned her face towards him. She closed her lips tightly out of fear of his tongue.
Jabba spoke some words that were undecipherable to her, then released her face. Placing his hand on her shoulder and pushing her downwards, he guided her onto the pillows and furs in front of him. She kneeled down before him, keeping her eyes on him. He looked happy enough, so she sat there patiently facing him. He looked down at his half naked pet. Her breasts were on display for him, bulging out the top of her metal harness, her sexy eyes gazing up at him. She laid her hands down on her thighs, not knowing what else to do with them.
Taking his eyes off Leia, Jabba said something to the room. A non-human male approached and spoke with Jabba briefly. After the focus in the room was pulled off of the naked girl kneeling before the Hutt, people began coming and going from the throne room, conversing and conducting business. A constant stream of people passed in front of Jabba as he gave orders and received what Leia could only guess were reports and briefings. Leia continued to kneel on the pillows in front of the slug, looking up at him, waiting for orders.
Princess Leia was uncertain what she should be doing. She wanted to get up and go back to her room, but she doubted the slug would allow it. Even if he wasn't paying attention to her, he still held her chain in his hand and all around the room was a crowd of men and aliens of the worst kind. She was exposed and helpless. Who knew what they might do, even in the presence of the Hutt. So she continued to sit patiently on the throne, waiting for orders.
Jabba continued to carry out his business, glancing down at his slave from time to time. Eventually he reached down and placed his hand on her head. The princess flinched at his touch, but stayed in place apprehensively. He stroked her head gently and Leia grew angrier with each stroke. He was petting her like she was a little lap pet. It was at least a little comforting to know that he wasn't always going to be rough with her.
Eventually Princess Leia needed to use the bathroom. She decided to wait it out to see if Jabba would give her a break so she could go back to her room to use the bathroom. After the pressure was too great she decided to attempt returning to her room without permission. While Jabba was in the middle of a conversation she turned and began to slide her legs off the throne. As her feet made contact with the ground the chain snapped back and she was stopped in her tracks with a light cry escaping her lips. Leia's leash continued to retract upwards and she was forced to stand before her monstrous master who wrapped his free hand around her, holding her against his stomach. She arched her back in an effort to keep as much of her skin as possible from touching his slimy surface. He gestured to C-3P0 and began to speak. The droid translated.
"His exaltedness wonders where you think you are going?"
It seemed to Leia that a great deal was being lost in translation. There was one word that she had heard repeatedly when he was referring to her. She didn't know what it meant, but it seemed derogatory. C-3P0 must be kind with his translations.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
Jabba just stared at her. Leia stared back. Jabba put his hand on her shoulder again to push her back down onto the throne. Confused why she couldn't go to the bathroom, Leia sat back down. This time she turned her back to the slug and looked out over the throne room. She did it out of defiance to the Hutt, but she wasn't quite sure he cared. Her back might be to him, but she was completely naked from the rear. If he wanted her facing him he would have done something, so obviously he wasn't bothered by this development. The princess felt even more exposed and vulnerable before the beast.
Leia realized after the fact that everyone in the throne room had watched her little encounter with Jabba. Many of them seemed quite excited that she had turned around.
Jabba continued with his business and Leia lounged before him. She scanned the room and noticed the frequent glances cast her way. She hated sitting here exposed for the Hutt and his entire entourage to see and enjoy. Time passed slowly with the pain in her abdomen growing slowly. Eventually she couldn't take it any more. She began to stand and faced the Hutt.
"I need to use the bathroom."
Jabba yanked on her chain, causing the collar to snap painfully against the back of her neck. She steadied herself and prepared for the humiliation of this request.
"May I use the bathroom?"
Again, Jabba yanked on her chain, this time more forcefully. She grunted as she fell towards him, reaching out to break her fall. She looked up into his eyes for a minute, wondering what it was he wanted. Mel's words came back to her.
"May I use the bathroom, master?" It took all her strength to utter the words.
Chapter 4
Jabba looked down at her for a moment then dropped the chain out of his hand. Leia waited for a moment to make sure he wasn't going to change his mind. The Hutt looked past her and carried on with his business. She decided that he really had given her permission and so she slid off the throne and made her way toward her room. The door was locked. She looked around and realized that Mel was approaching with a set of keys. Mel unlocked the door for her then followed her into the room.
"Don't take too long," the older woman instructed her.
As Mel slid the door shut Leia noticed there was a slot to the side of the door for her chain to pass through. Clever, she thought. The bed was folded up to and locked to the wall. The chair was gone. Obviously Jabba didn't want her to spend any time in here. At least there was a curtain to offer some small privacy since the harem mistress was in the room.
She tried to take her time, but Mel yanked on the chain. She finished her business then stepped out from behind the curtain.
"Now you will serve your master his lunch. When the cart comes out with his food on it, you will be handed his goblet and food for him. When a plate is empty you will get the next one, and when his goblet is empty you will get it refilled. Don't spill anything."
Mel yanked the chain and led Leia out of the room. When she got back to the throne, Jabba picked her chain back up and pulled her to him. She didn't want to battle the beast again, so she complied. Her naked skin came into contact with his reptilian flesh again and she shivered with disgust. Jabba's left hand grabbed her waist like a vice and held her tight against him. She noticed his tail moving next to her then she felt something touching her left calf. It slowly wrapped itself around her leg and crawled up her calf. Leia attempted to shake it loose but it was too strong. The appendage moved up above her knee now, wrapping around her thigh.
"Stop it, Jabba" she commanded.
Jabba's face became very serious and he yanked viciously on her chain. Leia cried out in pain as her head and neck snapped forward. She looked up at Jabba angrily as he stared down at her. Then his tail began to constrict tightly around her leg, cutting off the blood flow. Leia was in excruciating pain now and the tail continued to squeeze her leg.
"Stop, Jabba! Please!"
Tears stream down her face and she began to pound her fists against the Hutt. Jabba grabbed her arms and forced them down to her sides. The tail continued to contract.
"Please! Ahhhhhh! Master, please!"
And then it stopped. She lifted her face to look up at him, tears streaming down her face. Jabba stared down at her as he stroked her back. He said something very sternly. There was no need to translate. She got the message. Jabba's tail continued up her leg. She clenched her teeth as she felt it brush against the lashaa silk covering her privates then wrap across her ass, finally stopping when the tip was a couple inches below her navel. Laying against Jabba, she stared up at the beast for a while as he continued to pet her back and head.
Satisfied, Jabba withdrew his tail, sliding it back down her naked leg. It sickened the princess to feel this monster touching her bare flesh, but she knew she couldn't do anything. He yanked the chain downwards. Leia took the hint and lowered herself down to the pillows.
Leia decided to lay on her side to relieve the pain in her leg. Looking out on the crowd again, she realized they had ceased all business and had been watching her encounter with the Hutt. She caught Lando gazing at her.
After a few more minutes Leia saw a creature push a cart to Jabba's side. Jabba yanked on her chain, forcing her to stand. She understood. She walked over to Jabba's left side, her chain clinking behind her. The cart had nearly a dozen large platters on it, each with a mountain of food upon it. The alien who brought the cart handed her a large goblet. She took it with both hands and then turned to Jabba.
He reached out and grabbed the goblet out of her hands while his other hand wrapped around her leash. Then he pulled her toward him. Not again she thought as her skin came into contact with him. He moved the mug towards her mouth, placing it against her lips. She felt the hand holding her leash against the back of her head. Finally she opened her mouth and he tilted the liquid in. It was sort of like a wine and didn't taste too bad. But it was strong. Leia immediately felt tipsy. Jabba released her.
Leia, feeling more relaxed now, turned back to the cart. One after another she held the trays as Jabba ate off them. His band played music while he ate. At least the music distracted her a bit, but she couldn't help notice the many creatures and men in the crowd eyeing her. She spotted Lando gazing at her too. He gave her a look of sympathy and she reciprocated with anger.
Jabba ate for at least an hour. Princess Leia's arms burned from holding the platters. Her leg still hurt and it took a lot of will to keep standing. When he had finished eating his lunch, he pulled her back to him and gave her a couple more drinks from his goblet by force. Then he pulled down on the chain, guiding her to sit before him again.
Feeling rather intoxicated by the Hutt's powerful drink and very tired from the events of the last 12 hours, Leia's eyes drooped. She lay down to her side on the pillows and furs next to her and as she did Jabba pulled the chain forcing her back into contact with him. Finding this position rather comfortable, she could no longer stay awake and drifted off.