Canto Bight
Jabba's henchmen, guards, and guests surround Jabba and Leia, as the hatch open from the Star Jewel. The henchmen, guards, and Jabba's guests walk out. Leia sees the beautiful city,
"Welcome to Canto Bight my lovely princess," as he pulls back on her chain. Leia, had heard of this coastal city on the dessert planet of Cantonica in the outer rim, it was a place for the rich, gamblers, war profiteers, the corrupt and other villainous scum who have wealth. Jabba's was all of those and more some. Leaving the hanger bay.
On the hoversled they arrive at a transporter for Jabba had been waiting for his arrival. Leia sees a host, as he approaches them. "Hi Jabba, it's a pleasure to see you again, after so long I hope your trip went well, all the accommodations are all set for you at your villa," as they board the transporter, and leave to the villa. The servant acknowledges Leia to Jabba. "I see you have a beautiful slave," Jabba, with a firm tug on Leia's chain. "Thank you, she is a princess, and a valuable one at that with such beauty. Her name is Leia"
Jabba, lowers the hoversled a few inches off the floor, he commands Leia to stand with a firm on her chain. Looking back at him in annoyance. Leia stands up next to her master. he moves the hoverseld closer to the window of the transporter allowing Leia a better view. Keeping the enslaved princess on a short tether and taut. Leia with both arms at her sides, gazes outside looking at the life happening outside. People dressed in the top luxury attire, jewelry, and have wealth.
The servant gazes at the half-naked princess, chained to the neck to her master. The host speaks to Jabba, "I love the outfit your princess has, it is fabulous on her. It really shows off her beauty Jabba." as he lustfully looks at her. Leia, longing for the freedom she once had being able to wear what she wanted, roam and walk freely, but she is half-naked, collared and chained to the neck to Jabba, having to live as his slave.
"Oh it seems we have arrived," the host says to Jabba.
Leia, standing next to her master on the hoverseld as the door to the transporter opens. Jabba moves the hoversled as they exit out the transporter, the host in front of them. Leia notices guards surrounding various areas of the villa as it is on the beach just outside of Canto Bight. They get inside. The host to Jabba, It is always a pleasure having you Jabba, everything is as you wanted it and requested. Leia sees her surroundings, noticing this part of the villa is a mini casino for everyone to gamble. The host leaves. Hearing the commotion outside Jabba's men, and gusts have already started their festivities.
Jabba moves the hoversled to the outdoor patio in the back. There is a slight breeze in the air, causing Leia's skirts to flutter exposing her vulva and buttocks. "Beautiful view isn't my princess," Jabba said, as the enslaved princess nods. Leia, knowing full well, he was referring to her. Her hand grips a statue. As her master keeps her on a short tether and chain taut. Leia ignoring the taunts, and crude comments that are being said to her, she noticed there are some new guests, that she hadn't seen before. Leia, not paying attention to her skirts fluttering in the air exposing her. She suddenly felt Jabba's cold hand against her naked back, sending shivers down her spine as his hand goes up and down her back, caressing it.
A servant approaches Jabba, asking him if he would like a drink. Jabba denies one for the moment. His hand moves down to her lower right back were Leia's birth mark is, circling it gently. Leia despised being touched especially by her master, but for some reason just this once it felt somewhat good, and comforting to her.
Jabba tugs on her chain a few times, as her collar digs into her throat. Leia, grabs her collar with her other hand, places two fingers inside her collar, looks back at her master, with a face of annoyance. Jabba tightens his grip on her chain, keeps tension on it.
The enslaved princess looks at the various luxury ocean yachts some big, small and medium sized. Jabba, "We will be going on my yacht in the next few days my beauty," as Jabba pulls on Leia's chain, digging her collar into her throat as he lets out a gag and gasps. Looks at her master as he licks his lips, caressing her rear. Leia felt his finger wandering around her rear, and every now and then rub her vulva from behind.
Sometime Later…
Leia sits in front of her master on the medium sized pillow of a throne, in the middle of the patio. Sitting submissively in front of Jabba, her Lashaa silk skirts drape down the throne, barely having enough room, her outstretched right leg slightly hung off the edge of the throne, her other leg curled inward with her knee sticking out the edge of the throne. Jabba occupied almost the throne, with her in a shorter space than usual. Leia, felt uncomfortable with the space she was given and how the medium sized pillow of a throne didn't help with how big Jabba was.
Jabba speaking to some of his guests, and henchmen, as a handful of them gathered around to gaze at the half-naked princess, speaking to each other about her beauty, and Jabba's dominance over her. Leia looking down in shame and embarrassment trying to avoid eye contact. The tip of Jabba's tail goes underneath her rear silk skirt, as it covered her butt crack, pulling it out from underneath Leia, as it flows over his tail, Leia looks back in discomfort that he moved it for all to see, not that the rear silk skirt covered anything really.
Leia strained forward and opened her mouth to respond to one of his guests taunt, but Jabba silenced her with a quick jolt of her leash. The princess gulped and sat back down.
"Stubborn today, aren't we, princess?" Leia, looks down embarrassed. Stroking her back in pleasure. Some of the men laugh at the half-naked princess in mockery. She felt the presence of the collar around her neck as Jabba tugged her back, sitting upright regally.
It had been noon, Leia not having a sense of time, felt tired even though she really didn't do much of anything besides just sit, and stand when Jabba allowed her to, and kept her close always.
The festivities were dying down, most of the guests had gone to their guest rooms, other were yawing, and some were still around she could tell they were all tired.
Jabba commanded everyone to take a rest, as the rest headed to their guest rooms. Jabba maneuvered the hoverseld to his private quarters. Leia amazed by how luxurious it was, also noticed that the throne was a very big pillow.
Jabba slithered his way up onto the throne, situating himself occupying nearly the whole throne. He commands one of his servants to bring pillows for his princess, as Leia stands and waits. The servant rushes, as various servants bring pillows, as they situate them on the big pillow of a throne. The last of the servants' leaves, as her master gestures her. Leia steps up on the throne. Jabba watches his slave princess. Leia grabs her rear skirt and slips it underneath her inner thigh, slowly sits down, sits down submissively sprawled out. Leia extends her rear skirt to flow on pillows on the dais and drape down the throne, and places her front skirt over the ankle of her Jerba leather boot, as it too drapes down the throne. Thankfully Salacious was with the guests, and others. The slave princess reclines back on the pillows, using her left arm as support, rests her right arm on her outer thigh rests her head on her left shoulder.
As Leia was about to let out a yawn, she places her right hand over her mouth, she let out her yawn. Then placed her hand back on her thigh. The slave princess, slowly closed her eyes as she fell asleep.
Jabba sipped from a large goblet of wine and stared at the firm little ass of his pretty slave girl, barely covered by the back of her purple skirt. He looked forward to fucking it with his tail after he finished executing her friends. He planned to take her with him that night to his Mos Eisley townhouse and spend the entire evening ravishing the Alderaani slut's body with his tongue.
He tugged on her long metal chain, pulling the Princess from the her place by the window over to his bloated mass. She pressed close against his belly, only inches from his huge face, smelling the Hutt's foul breath as he spoke.
"Soon you will learn to appreciate me," he said, noticing her apparent disgust. Bringing the goblet in his hand close to Leia's lips, he forced her to drink from it. She swallowed, tasting the strong alcohol in her mouth. It made her feel woozy for a moment, her head spinning. The Hutt smiled and slipped one pudgy hand under the cups of her brassiere and fondled her small tits. Leia moaned softly, feeling the rough texture of his thumb trace over her sensitive nipple. She swore to herself that she'd eventually make Jabba pay for all he had done to her.
several slithering tentacles, and a beak in the very center to devour whatever victims fell into it.
C-3PO spoke over the loud amplifier from the barge's observation deck, "Victims of the Almighty Sarlaac: His Excellency hopes that you will die honorably. But should any of you wish to beg for mercy, the great Jabba the Hutt will now listen to your pleas."
Jabba and his goons anxiously waited for their cries of mercy while R2-D2 slipped away, rolling up to the main deck of the barge. Leia stood in front of Jabba, staring down at her friends, hoping Luke knew what he was doing.
"Threepio!" Han shouted from the prisoners' skiff. "You tell that slimy piece of worm-ridden filth he'll get no such pleasure from us. Right?" Chewbacca growled in agreement.
One of the Weequays removed Luke's binder cuffs to prepare him for execution. Luke took a step forward and shouted, "Jabba! This is your last chance. Free us, or die."
Everyone aboard the sail barge broke into wild laughter. They couldn't believe the audacity of the foolish young Jedi. "Move him into position," Jabba spoke over the speaker to his guards aboard the skiff.
The Weequay prodded Luke with the end of his force pike, pushing the Jedi forward onto the skiff's extended plank. Luke looked to his right and exchanged a nod with Lando, then looked up to the main deck of the sail barge where Artoo appeared at the rail.
Saluting his plucky astromech droid, Luke stepped off the plank and quickly spun around in mid-air, grabbing the end of the plank and springboarding into a double flip back onto the skiff. A newly constructed lightsaber emerged from the concealed compartment in Artoo's dome and rocketed through the air, summoned directly into Luke's waiting hand. Igniting his green-bladed saber, the Jedi began slashing through the startled guards before they realized what hit them.
Aboard the barge's observation deck, all hell broke loose. "Get him! Get him!" Jabba shouted as his men scrambled to the windows and began firing their blasters at the lightning-fast laserswordsman. Two guards fell from the skiff into the Sarlaac's gaping mouth while Lando struggled with another, finally exposing himself as one of Luke's allies.
"Easy, Chewie," Luke said, hurrying to undo the binders around the Wookiee's wrists. Set free, Chewie joined the battle, protecting Han.
Leia knew she had to escape and help her friends. Quickly she grabbed the voice amplifier and smashed it against some controls next to Jabba, sending the observation room into total darkness. Nobody, not even Jabba, saw what she did, for they were too busy running around the room in a panic, trying to escape to safety.
Leaping over the Hutt's tail and onto his throne, Leia threw the long chain attached to her collar around Jabba's bulbous neck in an attempt to strangle him. It was her only chance of escaping from her enraged Master. Jabba choked and gagged in surprise, the chain's metal links pulling deep between the loose folds of his blubbery neck, garroting the scaly flesh and squeezing the life out of him.
Leia pulled with all her might, summoning strength she never knew she had. She focused her mind and body on one single goal - killing the beast that had enslaved her and used her like a whore. Her anger drove her, her hatred burning inside as she pulled the chain inch by inch deeper into the Hutt's neck.
Jabba's massive body squirmed and bucked against Leia's chain, nearly tearing her arms off. Finally his copper-red eyes bulged and he gasped his final breath, his slime-coated tongue sliding out of his drooling mouth as he slumped forward, dead.
The Princess let go of the chain, panting for air, sweat running down her half-naked body. She had killed him, her Hutt Master. Strangled by the very chain he enslaved her with. Leia smiled, realizing the poetic justice of her actions, then dropped down from Jabba's throne and found
Artoo rolling up to her rescue. She knelt by the faithful droid, lifting the chain that still leashed her to Jabba's throne. Artoo extended his electric cutter and sliced the links in two, freeing the beautiful Princess.
"Come on, let's get out of here," she said, rushing forward.
Artoo paused behind her, discovering his companion C-3PO lying on the ground, assaulted by Salacious Crumb. He zapped the pesky Kowakian vermin away with his cutter and helped C-3PO get to his feet.
Leia pushed past Ree-Yees, who was too drunk to see what was happening around him, and Max Rebo, who hurried to disassemble his keyboard so he could abandon ship. She headed for the stairs that led up to the main deck, only to halt in mid-step when a familiar face darted in front of her, blocking her path.
"Going somewhere?" said Melina Carniss, drawing her stun blaster and aiming squarely at Leia's chest.
"Get out of my way," Leia hissed.
Melina looked past Leia's shoulder, seeing Jabba's dead body in the dark observation room. She glared at Leia, filled with new rage.
"You've just put me out of a job, bitch! Jabba gave me the best life I ever had, and now I have nothing!" she screamed in fury, her hands trembling as she held the blaster. "I should kill you for that," she continued, forcing herself to calm down, "But I might just take you with me to make up for it. I bet there's some sex slavers in Mos Eisley that would pay me a fortune for you."
"Don't count on it," Leia gritted her teeth, ready to attack at Melina's first sign of vulnerability.
Suddenly a metal beam hit Melina on the back of the head. She reflexively fired a stun blast into wall beside Leia as she fell to the floor, unconscious. Leia gasped and looked over to see Rystall emerging from the narrow alcove that led into the kitchen, holding the beam in her hand. She smiled at Leia.
"Thanks," Leia said, moving to the stairs.
Rystall grabbed Leia's arm and stopped her, forcing the Princess to turn and look at her again. "Wait, just give me one thing to remember you by," Rystall said, leaning forward and kissing Leia's lips. Leia was taken aback by the surprising move, but did not resist. After a few seconds of brief passion, Rystall let go of her arm. "Now go help your friends," she said. Leia gave her one more brief look, wondering if they would ever meet again, and then ran upstairs. Rystall rushed off to join Max and the other band members who were making a fast getaway out the stern of the ship.
Up on the main deck, Leia was surprised to find Luke swinging his saber at more of Jabba's men. He must have jumped or swung onto the sail barge from the skiff. Leia noticed another guard manning one of the rail guns, getting ready to blast at the skiffs below. She picked up a discarded force pike on the deck and lunged at him, killing the brute before he could fire at her friends.
"Get the gun!" Luke shouted, motioning to the large turret cannon behind Leia. "Point it at the deck!"
Leia rushed for the cannon as Luke raised his saber high, carelessly catching a blast bolt in his artificial hand. He yelped and spun around, swinging his blade at the attacker. Then he noticed Artoo leading Threepio off the side of the barge, both falling safely into the sand down below.
With the barge cannon swiveled around and aimed downward to the deck, Luke rushed up and grabbed a long thick cable that hung from the sails above. "Come on," he said, grabbing Leia by her thin waist and holding her close to his body. Triggering the cannon to fire two powerful blast bolts into the deck behind them, Luke swung with Leia down to the skiff, now controlled by Lando and free from Jabba's guards.
"Let's go, and don't forget the droids," Luke told Lando.
"We're on our way!" Calrissian smiled, adjusting the skiff's controls and steering it above Artoo and Threepio, retrieving them from the sand.
The entire sail barge rocked and smoked, fire rapidly building throughout it's rusty interior. Suddenly, it blew apart in a great thunderous explosion as the Rebel heroes sped away to freedom.
Leia, suddenly wakes up and sits up right from her dream startled as she yells out Hans name. Jabba awoke at once with a booming shout as he hears the half-naked princess before him yell out Hans name and reflexively tightened his grip on Leia's chain. Jabba pulls on Leia's leash insistently. The princess allowed herself to be pulled back and felt his hand rub up and down her back.
"Now now princess, you know you are not allowed to speak, You have nothing to say as my slave I expect you to be showing your true beauty and silent, don't ever mention his name again or any of your friends, my beautiful princess." Jabba, knowing full well she had a dream about him.
Leia gags as Jabba yanks on her leash landing on his belly. Leia sighed in discomfort and leaned back against her Master with no resistance. Jabba then placed a hand on her shoulder mockingly comforting her. Her head turned to the side looking away from Jabba, as she feels the chain that is running against Jabba's belly against her cheek.
"Go back to sleep my lovely, we have a long night ahead of us," Jabba says. Caressing her shoulder. Leia's eyes begin to close, as the half-naked princess falls back asleep.
A few more hours have past. Leia slowly opens her eyes as she feels the cold chain on her shoulder, but still kept taut against her masters belly. His hand still on her shoulder, her collar still digging into her throat. Thankfully she wasn't cold, and felt some warmth.
The half-naked princess began to think of her dream earlier of escaping and killing the Hutt, longing that it was true, just the thought of it put a smile on her face, killing Jabba with the very chain that he uses on her, and being reunited with Han, Luke, Chewie, and Lando, back to their business with the rebel alliance.
Back in Hans arms being comforted by him. Wearing attire that she wanted to wear and is comfortable, and covers her.
But, what occurred in her dream, didn't happen. Instead her friends failed, and were killed. Having to spend her life as Jabba's slave, scantily clad, collared and chained to Jabba, not being able to speak, and put on full display for all to see.
She raised her beautiful face towards the source of the voices, feeling the cold chain against her shoulder that was attached to her gold choker caller.
Two Gammorean guards speaking to each other, as they look at the half-naked princess laying against her master. One of them gave her a hand motion of a finger going in and out a hole, while the other, gestures a sign to masturbate to her. Both mocking her. Leia, lay her head back down on Jabba's belly, head to the side.
The half-naked princess uncomfortable, thinking to herself in her outfit. Her breasts and waist chafed from the parts of her metal bikini that pressed into them. Her rear sore from having to sit on the small rounded rear of her golden skirt plates and felt very sensitive to the touch . Her vulva was frigid due to the small cold plate with the uterus and ovaries on it being pressed into it. Her nipples were sore and erect from the small sized cold metal bra cups forced against them that were more like pasties if you call them that, that covered her nipples, as the two black floss straps across her back that formed an X shaped felt tight against her naked back. Both bracelets were tight on her wrist and bicep, making it difficult for her to flex her limbs while wearing them. She despised the silks as it did not give her any modesty, she was not allowed to wear anything beneath the thin lashaa silks leaving her rear and genitals exposed, only covering her butt crack.
Leia didn't like wearing her boots, she especially hated how well they went with the costume. But Leia did like the fact that it gave her some warmth to her feet. Leia felt weird with her Jerba leather boots as she could feel her naked legs, only keeping her feet warm. Leia didn't appreciate her bun mostly because it helped create the suggestive hair style Jabba made her wear, and the hair clips attached to hold it together. Leia hated the clips.
Due to their nature of keeping her hair prisoner, and also that it resembled a crown for royalty, just like she as a whole was, as well as reminding her of her new place, these clips often displeased Leia. She wasn't fond of her plait as it was yet another thing her master forced on her. It also earned her ire as it formed Leia's hair into a suggestive style. Leia never wore her hair below her chest and she did not like feeling the plait against her naked stomach and back, and disliked her hair fastener because it helped her plait form her hair into a revealing braid, and the pony tail it formed at the end.
Leia despised her collar. It was tight around her neck, as she could feel it around her neck at all times as it was a choker collar. It made her feel like property and the lowest form of life a slave, and that was what she was to Jabba. Coupled with his habit of choking her for disobedience, she hated the fact that the collar dug into her throat and that it was so tight on her neck. Leia despised her chain the most out of her whole costume, along with her collar, as it gave Jabba complete control over her by keeping her on a short tether at all times only letting Leia go as far away from Jabba on the throne as the chain would allow.
Like everything else, Leia disliked her make-up and earrings, as they made her look like a slut to the mighty Jabba. Forced to wear them, Leia hated her make-up and earrings even more than when she was dressed up for state events while princess of Alderran, due to her current state of undress and excess of makeup on her face, which was reminiscent of a prostitute's manner of dressing. She also despised how petite and immature her makeup made her look, and although she tried to maintain a regal poise on the throne and everywhere they went, her makeup still made her seem simply like a well-trained slutty slave girl, willing and able to please her master.
As a slave, Leia disgusted by the life style. Leia having been a princess having the freedom to move were she wanted and dress how she wanted to, and have the freedom to do what she wanted to do and, also able to command the rebel alliance while being an important figure. She longed for her freedom as a slave. But had to live with being Jabba's slave girl, having been degraded and reduced to a slave. As a slave she was degraded to nothing more an a piece of meat. Leia having always been vocal and able to speak her mind did not have that freedom as a slave, as when she would try and speak, Jabba would silence her with a yank of her chain, while he would command her to be silent. It was a double edge sword for Leia having been attractive to the Hutt and seen as nothing more than a sex object to him, and as a slave she felt helpless.