Rancor
"Oh no, the rancor!" C3PO cried out.
Jabba uttered a guttural confirmation as Leia looked on with concern, placing her fingers between the collar and her tender neck so she could maintain a view of the pit as the Hutt continued to tug on her leash possessively. As the gate finished rising, Leia could see the rancor's huge, crustacean-like form emerge into the light. When she was a child her mother had told her scary stories about rancors who ate little girls who refused to go to sleep, but this was no bedtime story. The rancor first moved towards a squealing Jubnuk, who was pathetically attempting to climb back up the chute that had dropped him into the pit. The rancor grabbed the Gammorrean guard in his huge claws with surprising swiftness, raised him to his slobbering mouth, and gobbled him up in three gulps.
Standing around the pit above, Jabba's court cheered at Jubunk's demise. Especially happy were the other Gamorreans who had envied Jubnuk's position as head guard. Jabba himself chuckled to see the Gamorrean's fall. Only Leia was horrified, aghast at the betrayal and lack of sympathy she witnessed in Jabba's men and especially in Jabba himself.
Slurping up Jubnuk's severed hand, which had become stuck in its dagger-like teeth, the rancor turned its attention to the young Jedi. Luke stole a momentary glance upward and met Leia's gaze, then Jabba's who raised his arms and cried out in triumph. Suddenly, Luke jumped with the aid of the force straight up into the air and grasped onto the bars of the floor grate, to Jabba's shock and outrage. Immediately the Hutt ordered his men to dislodge the Jedi. Two Jawas standing beside their master's throne rushed to do his bidding, and began beat on Luke's fingers with the butts of their guns.
Although chained, Leia could not sit by and watch this. Eagerly struggling forward. Jabba, more bemused than furious at his slave's ultimately futile actions, reestablished his grip on her leash and pulled her violently back as he choking her, He then shortened her tether, and placed his hand on her head to assert his dominance. Meanwhile, the Jawas finished breaking Luke's grip on the grate. The young Jedi fell, knocking against the Rancor's eye and finally landing on the dusty floor below. The rancor cried out in pain and fumbled about, nearly crushing Luke with his massive hoofs.
As the rancor struggled with its injured eye, Luke sought about the cave for a suitable weapon. Spying a long femur on the ground he rushed over and picked it up, awaiting the rancor who had recovered its sight.
With animal anger, the rancor reached down and grabbed the young Jedi roughly, almost causing Luke to lose his grip on his makeshift club. But as the rancor raised his hand to his mouth Luke kept his composure, waiting for the right moment to act. Up above, Leia groaned in horror at the sight of her friend about to be devoured. Jabba, meanwhile, waved his free hand, attempting to will the Jedi into the rancor's yawning maw.
But it was not to be. At the last second, Luke jammed the bone between the rancor's tongue and the roof of his mouth. The rancor gagged and sputtured, dropping Luke and attempting to pull the bone out with its claws.
Down below, Luke quickly sought a hiding space in the cave from which to plan his next move, sliding underneath an outcropping. Straight ahead he could see the door out of the pit, but the rancor's tremendous bulk was in the way. Up above he could hear the monster finally crush the bone with the strength of his jaws. Luke's inadvertant kicking of a pile of rocks in his hiding place alerted the rancor to his hiding place, and with his right claw the beast began to scrape at the alcove the Jedi was lay in. Just before a talon could pierce him, Luke grabbed one of the rocks and slammed it down on the rancor's finger, causing the monster to let out another cry of pain. Luke then slide out from under the wall and ran past the rancor to the door of the cave, which opened with a whoosh when he came near, revealing a storage room with two guards arm-wrestling. But a grate was blocking the way. Meanwhile, the rancor had recovered and had turned around to face Luke once more. As the monster began to stalk towards the Jedi, the dust on cave floor flew upwards with the impact of his hoofs. Luke desperately shook at the bars of the grate, but it would not open. Hearing his struggles, the two guards left their game, came over, and pushed Luke away with the butts of their axes. The young Jedi laid himself out against the wall a few feet away from the door and noticed that the rancor only need to take three strides before it would be upon him.
Seeing the rancor corner Luke, Jabba and his court cheered wildly. The rancor's chase of the Jedi had been fun to watch, but now they would finally see the violence they craved. Jabba's bloodlust cause him to pull Leia's leash, as the princess fought desperately to see what would happen to Luke. Beside her, Salacious Crumb cackled maniacally. Luke's eyes searched desperately around the pit for a means of escape. Suddenly, he noticed that the rancor needed to step underneath the portcullis that had released him earlier. More importantly, he saw that there was switch for the gate on the far wall. As the rancor took another step forward and bent under the portcullis, Luke glanced down and saw a skull by his foot. Instinctively, he grabbed the skull and threw it at the button for the gate, guiding it accurately with the Force. Sparks flew from the switch as the skull hit. Immediately the portcullis came down onto the rancor's thick neck, splitting it open and forcing the most anguished cry from the beast as it was forced to the floor of the cave by the impact. Up above, the court stopped cheering and stood silently in amazement. Jabba uttered his own cry of anguish upon seeing his beloved creature slain by the Jedi.
Only Leia was happy, sighing in relief and then breaking into a wide grin. Down in the pit, the rancor shifted once, and then lay still, deadweight. Now certain that the rancor was dead, Leia couldn't help but laugh at Luke's victory.
Jabba roared in his displeasure at the incident as the crowd went quiet, shocked and curious as to what the Hutt would do next. Jabba enraged, at Luke for murdering his favorite pet, at Leia, his sex slave, for laughing at his loss when she would not even speak without permission, and at Han. They would all pay.
Bring me Solo and the Wookie! Jabba growled as he pulled Leia into his bulk, holding her chain tighter. They will Suffer for this outrage!
The half-naked princess struggled to breathe as she was pulled against she flab. She pulled and tugged at her gold choker collar as her skirts fell off to one side, exposing her bare vulva to the crowd. Leia was finally allowed to sit upright, straighten her skirts as the guards ran off to the dungeons, with several others running into the Rancor pit.
By the time Luke, Han, and Chewbacca were brought up from the dungeon levels, Leia had recovered her strength enough to resist Jabba's molestation. As he ran his hand over her shoulder and dangerously close to her chest, she attempted to squirm away, only to be brought back by a firm tug on her leash.
"Luke" Han said. As he yanked at one of the guards pulling him along. Leia noticed Lando among the guards and looked into his eyes from across the room. Or at least, she tried to, Leia finding that she had to strain her beautiful brown eyes to look at Lando, or any of them in the eye.
Leia realized Jabba's conditioning had been working on her. She was avoiding eye contact with free men no matter what she tried. Leia heart sank when she considered what was happening to her. Jabba was subconsciously turning her from a free woman into a submissive sex slave.
"Are you all right?" Luke asked, walking with the guards as they pulled them forward to the court and pushed him along with Han.
"Fine". Han said, sarcastic tone. "Together again, huh?"
"Wouldn't miss it." Luke said as he looked at Leia in her exposed state.
"Same as always." Luke said.
" That bad, huh," Han said as he stumbled again. "Where's Leia"
"I'm here!" Leia called out, sighing in relief that his vision hadn't returned yet. At least he would not be able to see her as a slave. That would have been almost too much humiliation for her. She was instantly silenced by a yank on her chain, being pulled back father as Jabba stroked her hair and bare flesh of her back with his hand, stroking her as is she were a pet. Jabba growled something at 3PO, which shuffled and started to translate his speech to the crowd.
"His high exaltedness, the great Jabba the Hutt, has decread that you are to be terminated…immediately."
"Good, I hate long waits." Han said with sarcasm.
""You will therefore be taken to the Dune Sea, to the Pit of Carkoon, the nesting place of the all powerful Sarlacc." 3PO said.
"That doesn't sound so bad." Han said.
C-3P0 ignored him and continued: "In his belly you will find a new definition of pain and suffering-as you are slowly digested over a thousand years.
As C-3PO spoke, Jabba licked his lips and pulled on Leia's leash insistently. The princess allowed herself to be pulled back and felt his hand rub up and down her back.
She closed her eyes in abhorennce and then glared back backwards without turning her head. Soon she would take her revenge on him, she told herself.
"On second thought, lets pass on that, huh?". Hand said, as Chewie roared in agreement. The guards pulled them away as Jabba's court laughed at the helpless jedi and his friends being led off to their deaths.
"You should have bargained, Jabba, Luke said, as he was pushed out of the throne room. "That's the last mistake you'' ever make."
Leia gasped in surprise as a happy Jabba then tugged on Leia's leash until she landed with a quiet plop on his slimy yet soft belly. Watching the prisoners pulled out of the throne room to meet their fate. She wanted to shout out to them, to tell Han she loved him, but she couldn't. Leia had submitted to Jabba and was now almost fully enslaved by his power, and mere presence. Leia sighed in discomfort and leaned back against her Master with no resistance. Jabba then placed a hand on her shoulder mockingly comforting her and annoying her. Leia sat there too shocked to resist Jabba. She was becoming a sex slave, worst of all it was her own free will she had submitted to him.