Canto Bight Part 3
Midday…
Leia, awoke from a few voices. She opened her eyes, glancing up at the men speaking to each other, as they gazed at the half-naked princess pointing at her on mockery. As Bib came forward, she slowly sat up before her master. She glanced down at her half-naked body, at the long, thick, green tail that slithered and wiggled sleeply beside her bare tight, and Salacious sitting in the thick coiled base of his tail. "Master", Bib said, and there was an enormous, phlegmy groan, and the greasy squelch of folds of sticky flesh stretching flesh and shifting as Jabba started to awake behind her. She glared at the throne as she felt the cushions shift behind her as Jabba stirred, and the chain that kept her by his side jingled as the shadows of his short, chubby arms moved over her.
Leia tensed as tensed as she felt the chain lift from where it was touching her bare shoulder, tightening in the air; steeling herself against the inevitable yank the Hutt would make up it, sooner or later.
Bib, "Master it is time for the trip," as he glances down at Leia's bare back.
Hearing the chain links jingle behind her as they were pulled taut, Leia tensed, pulling slowly back on the chain. As the collar tightened, she braced herself, tightening her abdomen and trying to lean away from the Hutt, but the collar dug painfully into her throat, she closed her eyes, her lips parting silently gasped for air, feeling herself tipping back-but mercifully slackened the chain, and straightening, she let her breath out and opened her eyes.
A few minutes later…
Jabba's throne emerged into the right light of the sun, onto the deck of the shore, where the crowds were gathering and filling and onto the yacht.
Upon his throne, Leia lifts her head, her eyes narrowing in the bright sun, then slowly widening again at what they beheld.
The yacht, as massive water yacht, its deck crowded with three huge, red canopies that did bear some resemblance of his sail barge. Its massive engines were roaring, and was already afloat, yet even more deep thrumming sounds arose as more of its workings came to life.
Then came a firm yank on the chain. Gagging and rocking back, Leia forced herself to her feet and shoved her half-naked body against her masters.
"Mmmmmhhhh.."Jabba grumbled, his hand cupping the curves of her backside, realizing her lower body was too far away, she dutifully curled her hips forward, pressing her pelvis even more firmly into the front of his belly. His other, chain wielding hand lowered and pressed to her hip, the cold metal links againsther skin making her shiver against him. as they finally boarded the yacht, and released her as he maneuvered his throne into the craft. He slapped his hand upon the base of his tail and commanded her to sit as she obeys.
When they finally departed the dock of the Villa, the Yacht was open from the top with a party room that led to the opened deck. Leia rocked and bounced unsteadily where she sat upon her master's tail.
Jabba watching her, for he gave her chain a quick tug. Tensing, she turned to find him licking his lips. The guests drink their champagne and eat with other various types of food to accompany it.
His tail underneath Leia as the tip of his tail gently caresses the back of her leg and butt cheek as it goes up and down coming dangerously close to her vulva. The half-naked princess glances at her master as if to give him the royal statement. Apart from him henchmen, goons, dancers, and guests, she noticed there were some that she hadn't seen before most of them dressed to impress in their attire.
Beside her sat two Jawas as well, one of whom had been fanning her. They too leaned against Jabba's tail, but at its curled up, thinner end. Jabba kept Leia on an extremely short tether and constantly rubbed her back with lust while talking to some guests in front of him, who gazed at his luscious prize. They spoke of his impressive domination of the princess and triumph over her. One guest in particular mocked Leia's predicament to her face.
Sensing Leia's defeated posture, Jabba turned towards her and spoke gently-but mockingly-to her. Leia strained forward and opened her mouth to respond to his taunt, but Jabba silenced her with a quick jolt of her leash. The princess gulped and sat back down on Jabba's tail.
Leia felt the tip of the tail gently caressing her vagina. 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 abhorrence and then glared back backwards without turning her head.
Jabba, lowered his goblet in front of Leia, as she sat on the base of his tail. Commanding her to take a drink. Leia could only gaze weakly up into the Hutt's reptilian eyes, whose pupils widened as they leered at her. Placing both hands over Jabba's hand that gripped the goblet.
Closing her eyes and trying to forget where she was, Leia opened her mouth and soon felt the cold glass against her lips. The bitter, running liquid of the fine Huttese wine hit her tongue, along with the taste of Jabba's mouth provided by the residue of his drool on the glass. Leia almost gagged in disgust, barely retaining her poise. Still, she remained ever the princess.
However, Jabba continued to press the goblet against her lips forcing her to drink even more of the vile brew. As she drank several more mouthfuls.
Jabba playing with the chain, as she felt it across her back. Gestured her to stand up. The half-naked princess did so. Standing in front of him face to face.
Many of the guests gathered around them watching and gazing at the nearly naked princess.
To ease his lust, Jabba ran his finger down Leia's belly, into her navel before running his finger in circles around it. Leia felt herself being molested by her master, wanting nothing more than to remove his finger from her bellybutton.
It was to no avail as his fingers felt beneath her skirts and fingered her bare-vulva and buttocks. Leia's body screamed in fear as he continued touching and fondling her almost-nude form, her fear of sexual assault coming to the forefront of her mind.
The assault on her body was making her feel aroused, much to her shame and disgust, making her blush as she felt stickiness growing between her legs and struggled hard to halt the assault on her private regions.
Leia stood still in front of her master, feeling an unwelcome throbbing sensation and dampness between her legs. Her nipples were hard, not from the cool air, but from her own arousal.
Jabba stopped as he was satisfied with his slave. Jabba loosened her chains.
"All right, Princess." Jabba said as he slackened her chains. "You may look."
She jumped off the throne, as a few got a glimpse below Leia's skirts.
Leia walked out towards the guard railing of the yacht, her split-skirts fluttering as she moved passing by crowds of degenerates who exposed themselves to her and groped her bare skin as she passed. She didn't care that her female parts were now visible as she walked, she just wanted to see the beautiful ocean. She stood still on the end of her leash as she looked out.
She lifted her left arm and pressed her hand on the frame of the guard railing as she leaned closer, staring out at the man made ocean. She was half-aware of her collar beginning to tighten against her throat, but the chain remained silent and unmoving behind her neck.
A man dressed nicely and a woman dressed in a red gown by his side, both with champagne glasses in their hands approach Leia. They both gaze at her half-naked body for a few minutes as they take sips from their champagne glasses admiring her. Leia turns her head and glares at them.
The woman, "Look hun the slut finally noticed us." Leia, starts to form a fist, but Jabba gives a quick tug on her chain, turning around glaring at Jabba defiantly. Then glare back at the couple.
The woman, "Isn't she a beauty hun?, as her husband responds back , "Yes she is my dear." The woman responds back, "Jabba told us you are twenty-three and that you are young for a princess from the destroyed planet of Alderaan, which makes you a rare breed." I see why Jabba has a liking towards you." She continues on, "I certainly love the outfit you are wearing, it shows your true beauty, and a princess as rare and beautiful as you should be shown that beauty of your." As her hand gently caresses Leia's naked back.
Her husband responds, "Hun have you noticed her birthmark on her lower right back?, isn't exquisite," she responds, "Yes dear it is."
Leia knowing full well they are examining her, which made her uncomfortable.
The man, "Hun, I love this outfit on her. I love how the top is made with the small barley there upside down heart shaped cups of the gold-plated brass bra around her chest, and the curved lines of the harness with the very thin black floss straps forming an X shape behind her back."
Leia winced as she felt the curved lines of the harness like protrusions on the bottom of the brasserie pressing against her ribs to hold it in place, acting like a harness for her bosom.
The bra was so uncomfortably loose in the front, and a bit tight around her ribs, barely concealing her firm breasts, only covering her hard nipples.
The woman, "I love the etched detail on the front of the small barley there cups that more resemble pasties with the curvaceous, winding pattern that represents the curves of the female body."
"Mmmm yes, the man responds", speaking, "The bra with the thin straps held tightly against her back leaving it completely exposed for all admire and has no padding to speak of, making her nipples stand erect from the material.
They begin to examine the bottom.
The bottom part if you can call it that was even more humiliating for Leia.
The Man, "I love pair of two very small crescent-shaped triangular plates hand over Leia's vulva and a few inches off her butt crack of her buttocks, with purple lashaa luxury silk skirts the width of a middle finger and the length down to her ankles trailing the barest bit of privacy between her thighs" The woman lifts both skirts up.
"Yes and also she is not wearing anything underneath love and she is completely hairless, the only thing holding it together by two open oval hip fasteners, that leaves her legs exposed and exposing even more the sides of her butt cheeks."
The man, "The rear Lashaa silk is only the width of my middle finger and only covers her butt crack and nothing more my love".
Leia embarrassed as she is being examined by a couple.
Her vulva felt so cold from the contact of the plates, along with feeling the cold back plate as her buttocks clenched together for a second.
The man, "I love this design on it as it resembles 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 wear the previous outfit before his court.
The man continues, "It's as we are given an X-ray to see the interior parts that make her a woman, put on display for all to see, very nice design."
The woman, "I love her Jerba leather boots, that made from the hide of a Jerba, a Tattooine beast of burden my love, and the gold trim around the cuffs look amazing on boots."
Undoubtedly she hated what it to symbolize her enslavement, they were uncomfortable as the rest of her costume. Leia didn't like that they had no traction, and were the same boots she had been wearing, and the gold trim around the cuffs looked tacky and distasteful. Still, at least it was better than going barefoot, she thought.
The man, "Her hair is beautifully combed back and put into a large bun, held with two hair clips holding it in place as it resembles 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 hun, this is 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. And a golden bracelet and armband were clamped around her right wrist and left bicep, the armband molded to look like a snake".
The woman, "The bracelet looks almost like armor, with the small hole in it representing a woman's orifices, and her earring are a nice addition also."
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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, yet so loose and small. Every inch of it s drew 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.
The man. "The make-up is exquisite with the blood-red lipstick over Leia's lips and how the blush to her cheeks to gives her a more youthful appearance. Along with mascara over her eyelids and around her eyes to make her appear sensual and mysterious. "You look absolutely beautiful, Princess." The woman, "I love how her collar is a choker, that has great meaning in high society, only a princess should wear."
Leia, hated this outfit with a passion even more than the last one. She couldn't bare to think how much skin it was exposing. Leia felt the back plate, as it wasn't even covering her butt, just hung just above her butt crack, while her front and rear silk skirt only middle finger length covered her butt crack as both skirts went down to her ankles, wearing absolutely nothing underneath, the front plate only covered the front of her vulva in between her inner thighs area of her it made it easier for everyone to see her private regions. Her top if you can call it that looked more like pasties that covered her hard erect nipples, with the same design as her previous bra, but now shaped like upside down hearts. As the black straps were thinner than the previous and more like thin black floss strings. Moreover, the whole outfit had been cleaned, and polished, making it stand out, which made it worse than it already was.
The woman, "Hutts are well known for the way they dress their slaves to enhance their appearance, and only purpose is to expose every inch of the princess's beauty. Though Jabba typically does do a lot to improve the appearance of his slaves, in the princess's case all he had to do was show her gorgeous body for all to see."
Leia, felt humiliated having been examined like that. The woman ran her finger down Leia's belly, into her navel before running his finger in circles around it. Leia felt herself being molested.
The woman stopped as her husband, reached down in underneath her skirt, and with two fingers inserted them inside the half-naked princess vagina. As he slowly fingered her. Leia closed her eyes, and let out a slight moan, as he finally stopped.
The man, "Her vulva is tight, and at least she knows what pleasure is."
The man and woman leave as the converse with the other guests. With a small group of men and women surrounding Leia, just standing a few feet away. Her rear skirt fluttered to the side giving everyone behind her a site to see, as her front skirt fluttered to the side exposing her vulva for all to see due to the breeze.
Gazing out at the ocean, and the other yachts that were a few miles away. The sound of jingling metal interrupted her, as she tensed, glaring back at Jabba with annoyance as he licked his lips.
She resumes gazing out, enjoying the beauty. Leia could hear many of the men and women calling Leia many crude and lewd comments. She felt a bit buzzed from the alcohol Jabba had given her.
The chain snapped as it was pulled, as she was yanked back from the guard railing with a loud, half-choked gag. "Haughh!"
Leia stumbled back onto the throne, the chain producing a cacophony of metallic janbling before and beneath her as she struggled to keep her feet beneath her, her breasts bouncing gracelessly in her loose fitting top. "Aungh!"
She nearly collided with the top of the throne's front edge, and with an unexpexted reflex, she leapt up onto it, however he momentum continued to throw her forward, and she threw her arms out to brace herself. Auh-Unh! She grunted, feeling her ponytail swing around to the front of her shoulder, cathing between her breasts and Jabba's flesh as she half landed, half climbed upon her masters enourmous gut. Trying to keep herself upright, ramming her lower body into his, her belly and thighs meeting his thick flesh with a moist, fleshy plop.
Bibs soft hands pressed between her shoulder blades as he pressed her upper body closer, until her breasts were shoved into Jabba's flabby chins.
She craned her neck and sighed in resignation.
"My princess, I hope you are enjoying yourself…" Jabba spoke as she turned and watched his goblet move closer to her face. A few links of the chain clinked softly as they dropped between their joined bodies.
Leia looked back at him, eyeing his huge, dribbling lips. Jabba slid his free hand over her left elbow. He gave her a good sip from his goblet.
Having finished, Leia looks at her master's eyes w
He gestured Leia to sit in front of him on the throne.
Leia situates herself in front of her master, sitting as far away from him on the throne that the chain would allow sitting regally.
Her chain touching the back of her shoulder as the chain jingled.
Jabba snorted and growled in amusement as he is speaking to one of his colleagues. The Hutt delivered a quick, hard yank on her chain. She blinked and gagged as she felt herself pitch backwards, but was able to catch herself on her outflung arms, as Leia was able to sit upright again.
Jabba's tail slithered against her leg. Leia sits regally in front of her master, as Jabba keeps her chain taut.
Jabba gave a tug to the chain, as Leia tensed as she felt his hand drop to her bare shoulder, rubbing his hand around. "You are my princess…". She set her jaw as he did this, and tried to pull away but he held her chain firmly as he rubbed his hand about, his fat fingers uncomfortably brushing over her soft flesh of her upper chest.
Leia, became self-conscious of how she must look, half-naked and chained before Jabba. she made a show of increasing her effort to pull away, but he held the chain taut, and she squirmed, cringing, as he began to rub his hand around over her shoulder and upper chest.
As much as Leia would enjoy the view, she was too distracted by Jabba's big hand as it slid uncomfortably far down her upper chest. She strained to her left to keep away from him, but his groping hand followed.
"Stop it!" she blurted between tugs on the chain.
Finally lifting his hand from Leia's shoulder, as she stared on in petrified horror.
It had been the first time in a long time she heard her voice, as being Jabba's slave she wasn't allowed to speak. She knew her master is drunk, and gets a lot psychical when he drinks.
Her rear silk skirt flows behind her on the tip of Jabba's tail, as some guests standing behind him gaze at Leia from behind Jabba have a clear view of her rear. Her chain links jingle behind her as they were pulled taut, Leia tensed. "You are to never speak my princess again," Jabba said, pulling slowly back on the chain. As the collar tightened, she braced herself, tightening her abdomen and trying to lean away from Jabba, but as the collar dug painfully into her throat, she closed her eyes, her lips parting as she slightly gasped for air, feeling herself tipping back but mercifully slackened the chain, and straightening, she let her breath out and opened her eyes.
Jabba laughed, giving a firm yank on the chain. With a choked gasp, she fell back upon his belly, hearing as well as felling the meaty plop of his gelatinous flesh as her bare back slapped upon it, her head nestled into a dimple in its upper slop. The Hutts hand began to rub her shoulder, as she could only stare at the crowd.
A few hours had past…the half-naked princess lay against her masters' belly. Leia uncomfortable lying against her master, feeling her naked back against his belly, as the collar dug into her throat, the chain kept taut against his belly. Her front skirt dangled on her knee as it flowed down the throne, with some of it cushioned in between her legs covering her vagina. Her rear silk skirt flowed underneath her and draped down over the throne, she disliked it so much as when she would move her lower body it would move. Her right arm lay rested against her side, as she felt Jabba's coiled tail caressing her leg and arm. Her left hand rested on her belly.
Some men and women were gathered around Jabba and Leia, speaking to Jabba. Leia noticed some of the men and women couldn't keep their eyes off her as they just starred at her. This made her uncomfortable being looked at like a piece of meat especially with the outfit she is wearing. She felt the cold chain as it rested on her bare shoulder.
Some men standing next to Jabba's tail did a double take of Leia they looked at her exposed side cheeks of her rear.
Leia, dozed off thinking about Han, Luke, and her friends that had perished at the hands of her master. Going over the dreams she had been having, having been freed of Jabba and what could have been. Enjoy the comfort of her lover, and company of her friends. Longing for the freedom to make her own decisions, move about were ever she wanted to, wear whatever she wanted to wear, and speak when she wanted to speak. She let out a short smile, remembering her friends. As she felt her chain jingle bringing her back to reality. Her smile quickly went away. Glaring up at her master, as he licked his lips gazing at his slave princess.
She didn't know how long it had been since she had been captured or how long it had been since her friends' defeats, but she still couldn't get used to her life as a slave half-naked and collared and chained to the neck to the vile Hutt. Jabba jerked with her chain, commanding her to stand at his side with a gesture of his hand. Leia, slowly sat up from her masters belly as she then pushed herself up onto her feet crouched over Leia slowly rises up, finally standing up and next to her master.
As the Hutt has a clear view of her back side and curves he began to drool uncontrollably, while his long tail throbbed in anticipation. He kept her chain on a short tether and taut. Her hands by her side. Salacious laughed loudly as he mocked in the princess pointing out to everyone he can see her pussy from his view.
Jabba maneuvered the throne to the deck of the yacht close to the railing and lowered it to the floor of the deck in a small section of the yacht that was specifically made for the Hutt for him to enjoy the view from the deck.
Leia's skirts fluttered, caused by the breeze of the wind exposing her private regions. Jabba caressed her naked back. Leia felt cold, as her body was firm and tight from the cold breeze. Her buttcheeks clenched together. Leia, glared at her master as if to give him a royal statement as he caressed her back and buttocks.
Jabba, "I hope you are enjoying this my princess," Leia, looked back at her master as he molested her from behind.