Outfit Worthy for a Princess
Leia watched her leave as she disappeared from sight, turning back to Lyn Me. "Here you are, Princess." She said as she opened a large gold box "The master had this costume made for you when he found out who you were, to adorn your lovely body if you would ever happen upon his humble palace." Leia's heart sank when she realized she had been naked almost two days for absolutely no reason besides the fact that Jabba wished it. She watched as Lyn reached inside the box, producing a skimpy golden costume that Leia thought was barely fit for a stripper, let alone royalty. Her heart sank as she saw how ornate it was, and yet distasteful due to how much skin it left exposed. "How lovely." A voice said behind Leia. Leia gasped and turned around, seeing Bib Fortuna behind her, licking his lips as he groped her bare back. "Dress her. I would very much like to see her in it." Leia did not relish the thought of him invading her privacy, but had no choice. She stood with her back to him.
Bib Fortuna sat down on one of the chairs in front of a large mirror as the girls fastened a gold-plated brass bra around Leia's chest, tightening the spaghetti straps forming an X shape behind her back. Leia winced as she felt the curved lines on the bottom of the brasserie pressing against her ribs, acting like a harness for her bosom. The bra was so uncomfortably tight, and it thrust her breasts upwards, barely concealing her breasts, only covering the top half of them as it exposed the bottom of them. Etched on the front of the cups was a curvaceous, winding pattern that represented the curves of the female body. The bra was held only by thin straps held tightly against her back leaving it completely exposed for all to see and had no padding to speak of, making her nipples stand erect from the cold.
The bottom part if you can call it that was even more humiliating, being nothing more than a pair of crescent-shaped plates hung over Leia's vulva and the top half of buttocks, with purple lassha luxury silk skirts trailing the barest bit of privacy between her thighs due to the humiliating fact she was given nothing to wear underneath it, holdin it together by two open oval hip fasteners, which left her legs exposed and the sides of her butt cheeks exposed. Her vagina and crotch area felt so cold from the contact of the plates, along with feeling the cold back plate as her buttocks clenched together for a second or two. As she looked in the mirror, she realized that the front plate had a variety of intricate molds and etchings on it to resemble the female anatomy, everything from the uterus and ovaries to the endometrium and fallopian tubes. Leia did not like this one bit, as it exposed even more than her skin. She felt even more naked than when Jabba forced her to strip before his court, as if she was being seen through an X-ray so that everyone in the court could see the interior parts that made her a woman, put on display for all to see.
The girls guided both her feet into a pair of jerba leather boots, made from the hide of a Jerba, a Tattooine beast of burden. Undoubtedly meant to symbolize her enslavement, they were uncomfortable as the rest of her costume. Leia could tell they no traction, and the gold trim around the cuffs looked tacky and distasteful. Still, at least it was better than going barefoot, she thought. Her hair being combed back and put into a large bun, held with two hair clips holding it in place as it resembled a crown, that of royalty. Then braided into a long phallic plait, clamped in place by a golden hair fastener . Another symbol of her enslavement, this was meant to represent Jabba's hand touching her and dominating her, as well as the microcosm on the end of the braid resembling a phallus to humiliate her even further. A golden bracelet and armband were clamped around her right wrist and left bicep, the armband molded to look like a snake. Leia knew about Hutt culture and knew snakes represented rebirth by shedding their skin. In a way, this meant she was 'shedding her skin' as a Princess and becoming a slave girl.
The bracelet looked almost like armor, with a small hole in it representing a woman's orifices. Both bracelets were tight on Leia's wrist and bicep, making it difficult for her to flex her limbs while wearing them. The entire costume felt horrible against her skin, it was a moving prison built for the female body. Every inch of it seemed to be made to draw the eyes of males to the female wearing it, and expose just enough of the most desired regions without completely leaving the female body open and exposed. Leia gulped, knowing it was either the costume or full nakedness. "Now for the finishing touch." Said a Rodian girl in an orange bikini. "She's all yours, Greeata." Said a dancing girl in a blue costume, whose name Leia had heard was Arica. The girls stepped back as one of them, the Rodian, carefully spread blood-red lipstick over Leia's lips and applied blush to her cheeks to give her a youthful appearance. She then carefully drew mascara over her eyelids and around her eyes to make her appear sensual and mysterious. "You look absolutely beautiful, Princess." Greeata said, Putting a cloak to cover her to surprise Jabba taking Leia's hands in her own and guiding her towards the doorway to the court as Bib Fortuna followed behind her, watching her bottom sway from the slight elevation of her boots.
"Your body looks delicious, Princess." He said, placing his long-fingered hands on Leia's bare back and stretching out the straps to her brasserie, allowing it to snap back onto her skin. "Undoubtedly, if master Jabba wishes it, it will be enjoyed by those who are willing to pay a considerable amount for the privilege and spending the night with the most beautiful creature in the galaxy." Leia ignored Bib as he reached under her skirts, feeling her up as she shivered from his cold hands. "Nothing to say? You are learning fast, pet." He said as he continued to touch her bare buttocks. "No panties, Princess? For shame." Bib's mocking tone let her know that he would remember that fact, and likely use it to humiliate and deride her.
Time passed and soon, the princess came forward guided by Melina and the others. Leia was wearing a hooded cloak, "What is this Melina? Is this th best you can do?" rumbled the Hutt to his costume designer. "Pardon me my lord, it was just that the princess was hidding a little bantha that needed shaving." snarked Melina.
Jabba chuckled, "Ho ho ho, so you have a little show in store for me." rumbled the Hutt. Melina nodded her head and glanced over at Bib, "So first, the head of the princess." she said as she pulled back the hood. Jabba was surpised at what Melina could do, Well...she did have Yarna and Jess and those back-ups help her...he thought to himself.
Leia's hair was brushed, cleaned and braided with a hair faster at the top of the braid. Golden earrings pieced her earlobes, her make-up was simple but eleagant just her lips, cheeks and eyes. She...looks beautiful...Jabba thought. Melina then cleared her throat, "Next are the princess's feet." she stated.
Leia stuck out one foot from the cloak, "The boots are made from the hide of the Jerba and out line with gold." said Melina. Leia then pulled back her foot underneath the cloak, Jabba was licking his lips in exictment. Melina then stood behind Leia and grip the shoulder's of the cloak, "You better let go." Melina said.
Jabba noticed that the cloak loosen by were Leia's hands would be. "Now for the goods." Melina said dramatically pulling at Leia's cloak. Leia held her hands together, she kept her eyes closed. "Oh ho ho, my Melina. You have have made the hunter into a beauty." declared Jabba.
The Princess was wearing a two piece slave girl costume, a metal bikini for the top and long flowing skirts for the bottom. "I call this piece: Regal Silk." Melina proudly said. Leia raised her chin and put on an emotionless mask on. "So master, what do you think? " asked melina. Jabba licked his lips with disgusting glee, "Yes...yes I like it!"rumbled the Hutt.
Leia had been trained to handle torture and pain, even been trained to handle being interrogated. But she had never, could never, have prepared for humiliation of this level towards her. Ignoring how naked she felt even with her new clothing, ignoring the taunts and jeers flung at her from the patrons surrounding her, ignoring the look of pity Lando gave her from his place in the corner with a drink in his hand. Jabba smiled when he saw the beautiful woman before him wearing nothing more than the skimpy gold bikini, licking his fat lips as the chain was magnetized to his enormous dais, the length placed in his stubby hands. "Clear the way for Princess Leia Organa, my friends!" He said as he gave the chain a tug, making Leia slide slightly before she quickly ran towards to throne for fear of slipping and falling flat on her stomach.
The crowd mocked her, exposed themselves to her and jeered, calling her even more sexist, insulting names than before. Leia walked through them in her golden bikini, given no choice but to walk forward and climb onto Jabba's massive mock-thick stone throne. She sat down and almost immediately realized another flaw with her costume. The plate covering her buttocks was molded to accentuate her rear end, and as such didn't hold well to being sat on. She almost rolled onto her back as she tried hard to sit properly. Leia sighed and leaned to one side as Jabba pulled her closer to his sticky bulk. His skin was absolutely frigid, as Leia expected. Being a cold-blooded species, she knew a Hutt would serve as a terrible pillow. "You have exceeded my expectations of beauty, my princess. You look sublime, as you are a princess of royalty." Jabba said as he touched her brasserie, fondling the exposed tops of her breasts and moving downwards to the groin plate. "Remember, you are to obey me."
He tugged the chain, pulling Leia up on her feet and then tugging hard, forcing her to run to him again. She was pressed against his sticky belly, her breasts, belly, groin, legs, arms and face all making contact with his sticky flesh. His breath making Leia gag. Thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Leia bit down, making Jabba laugh at her attempt to harm him. "Do not try that again, my princess, were are your manners." He said as he licked Leia again, making her moan in disgust. "Or would you enjoy seeing Captain Solo and his Wookie friend tortured and then executed before your eyes?"
Leia shook her head as she was finally allowed to move away from Jabba, leaning back on the throne in exhaustion as his tail coiled around her. His pet, Salacious Crumb, laughed at her and grabbed at her brasserie before she shooed him away. "I hope the show was worth staying up all night, my friends." Jabba said as the court started to adjourn to their rooms. "Tomorrow, you shall enjoy seeing the lovely Princess as she services me. We will celebrate my conquest of the lover of Han Solo!" The crowd cheered as they walked away to their rooms, some of them sleeping right where they were standing. Leia caught a glimpse of Rystall Sant blowing her a kiss from the crowd, looking at her with a mix of pity and respect. "Sleep well, my princess." Jabba said as Leia leaned onto the pillows on the throne. "I want you fresh and rested tomorrow."
Rystall left for her private room with the rest of the Max Rebo band. She yawned as Jabba's tail coiled around her thigh, feeling her bareness beneath the skirts. She smiled at Lando in his disguise as Tamtel Screej, giving him a look that told him not to worry as he left to his room. She had never needed a man for anything in her life, and she didn't need one now. She swore she would never break. Leia drifted into unconsciousness as the silence filled her head, coaxing her into an uneasy sleep. "I swear you'll regret this."Was the last thing she thought before drifting into a deep slumber, her bikini glowing in the dim light. It was a promise she would have to work hard to keep.