Time with the Princess
The both exit the rickshaw carriage. Leia thankful she is not around anyone to be seen. Jabba rubs his hand over her shoulder as his other hold her chain. They walk into the villa and see a few drunken henchmen and guest who has his slave girl at his side. The guest leans his foot forward as the slave girl walks beside her master and trips onto the marble floor in front of Jabba and Leia. The half-naked princess leans in forward to help her up but is restrained by her collar and is pulled back against his belly by his arm on her right shoulder and collar. "Princess you are never to do that ever, remember your place, do you hear me?." Leia nods as her collar digs into her throat. Jabba releases her and allows to stand next to him within skin contact keeping her on a very short tether. The guest, the henchmen and the slave girl leave as Jabba and Leia take the elevator up to his private quarters, who are joined by Bib, Salacious and the protocol droid.
Leia notices the big cushion of a throne has been changed to a stone dais. Jabba goes onto it first getting himself situated as Salacious goes in the space of his coiled tail as he jerks on her chain commanding Leia to go on next. Leia does so with the very little room provided for her sitting regally in front of her master. Jabba, "Let us rest my lovely Leia." as he pulls on Leia's chain causing her body to tip backwards, feeling the pain on her throat. Her body tightens up, as she is pulled backwards, Leia's stomach hardening showcasing her abs, as she closed her eyes in pain, while Jabba pulled her chain, her buttocks clenched together. Jabba stops as he pats her on the shoulder both looking at each other as Jabba licks his lips.
Leia, slowly lies down in front of Jabba, barley enough room on the dais in her small spot. She reclines back, her left knee partially off the throne, while her front skirt drapes over her ankle of her Jerba leather boot and flows down the edge of dais as she lay on her pillows. Leia also adjusts her rear silk skirt covering her butt crack and putting it underneath her, as a small portion drapes over the dais. All while she felt her outstretched right leg against Jabba's coiled tail. She lay sprawled sensually in front of master on the pillows provided for her. Jabba's tail slightly wriggling from side to side against her leg, her right-hand rests on her thigh, as she uses the other arm for support to rest her head on her shoulder. Leia's chain jingles as Jabba gives it a slight jerk from behind as she looks at her master. "Let us rest my lovely Leia." Leia turns back around looks at the two guards standing in the entrance of the balcony of Jabba's private quarters. Jabba gazes at Leia's backside falling asleep at the sight of his enslaved princess. Leia's dolled up eyes slowly begin to close as she falls asleep.
She begins to dream. Han watched Jabba's sail barge explode with a fiery rage. He looked to the woman next to him. Her eyes looked different than the last time he looked into them. There was a new sort of sadness fogging them. But her eyes weren't the only thing making him cringe. That outfit Jabba put Leia in made his skin crawl. In any other situation he would have found her attractive, especially in that outfit. However, he knew what happened to pretty women Jabba got this hands on.
Han looked back at the many times he visited Jabba's palace. Jabba always had pretty girls. He would chain them up by the throat, a detail that always bothered Han. Jabba would sell his slave girl to the highest bidder for the night. These memories disturb Han now more than ever. He now feels an overwhelming sense of guilt. He had never said anything against this disturbing form of business before because it was never his problem, or his girl. Now everything changed.
Leia sat down and hugged her legs to her chest in an effort to conceal her almost bare body. She never wore anything that showed her ankles let alone something that showed all her curves so elegantly, leaving virtually nothing to the imagination. Han could sense how uncomfortable Leia was. He took off his shirt and draped it over her. He sat down next to her while covering her small near naked body.
"Everything is going to be okay. You are going to be okay," Han whispered to Leia. She didn't answer him only stared blankly into the distance.
Out of respect, none of the other look at Leia. She has had enough eyes on her in the past few days.
...
Luke, Lando, Chewie, R2, C3PO, Han, and Leia took off leaving Tatooine behind them as a distant memory. Leia slipped away from the group the first chance she got. All of her friends knew that she had left but decided it was best to say nothing of it. Leia escaped, to distant part of the Falcon, she wanted to get away from people and there prying eyes and prying questions. She was still wearing Han's shirt, gripping it tightly holding it close to her with a death grip.
Han found some old cloths for Leia to wear, knowing she would be much more comfortable out of her current attire.
"Here," Han said passing Leia the outfit.
"Thank you," she faintly replied taking the clothes. Leia stood up and started to leave the room to change.
Han grabbed onto her arm lightly as she moved to pass him. "Leia, please tell me what they did to you?" Han pleaded.
"What are you talking about? I'm fine," Leia denied.
"No you aren't. It's okay to not be okay. Please tell me what happened so I can help you."
Leia was shaking under Han's grasp. "Nothing. Nothing happened I am fine." Tears were now streaming down her face. "I'm fine. Nothing happened." She was trying to convince herself more than him.
"Bull shit! Please Leia! Just tell me, did he touch you?" Han begged on the verge of tears himself.
"What?! No, no. No! Nothing happened I'm fine. Please leave me alone." She was hysterically sobbing now. "No, nothing happened."
She slid down to the floor still sobbing. She brought her knees up to her chest and grabbed on to them. She started rocking herself trying to protect herself from knowledge of past events. Tears started to fall down Han's face watching the woman he loved break down.
Han sat down with her. He wrapped his arms around her only for her to push him away screaming, "No don't touch me!"
"Leia honey, it's okay you can tell me what happened. You are safe now. You are safe with me."
Leia looked up into his eyes. She did feel safe with him. Her crying slowed down and she took a deep breath. Leia held Han's hand and sat in silence for a while.
Eventually she started to talk, "He... He made me change into the bikini in front of everyone. At first it was just harassment. That I could handle. It's not the first time men have yelled degrading things at me. But..." Leia paused to breath.
Han rubbed her arm in an effort to comfort her and coax more information out of the woman. It was his way of reminding her that she was safe.
"He had a chain around my neck so I couldn't move. I tried but... But I couldn't he would choke me. I swear I tried to fight.. I tried" Leia started crying harder.
"I know you did. I know you did. It's not your fault, you are incredibly brave." Han told her trying to comfort her.
Leia continued through her tears. "He said that I was the entertainment. He made me dance for everyone. Then he...he had an auction."
Han's worst fears were realized. He hoped and prayed that hadn't happened to his beloved but it was all in vain. Han felt responsible. She put herself in harms way for him. She faced unspeakable horrors because of him. It was all because of him.
"There were three of them. They all paid to... To spend the night with me. I begged them to stop... I fought... I promise I fought them."
Leia leaned over to embrace Han. He held her while she cried, whispering sweet nothings into her ear.
After a while Leia began to speak again. Her voice was so soft Han could barely make out what she was saying, "I have been tortured before, by Vader. I never gave in. I never told him the information he was after. Darth Vader was never able to break me. He took a small piece of me but he never broke me. This time it was different. They didn't just take my virginity but so much more. I feel some how different, and I don't know if I will ever be able to be the same person again. They took a big part of me. I'm broken now. They actually broke me..." Her weak voice trailed off. He had never heard her speak in a weak tone before. It frightened him. She was still the incredibly strong woman she always has been, maybe strong even now. However, he had never seen so much pain. He wished he could take her pain and that haunted look in her eyes.
"No, don't you ever think that. You are not broken. You are in pain now but you will be okay again. You are not broken. It would take a lot more than a couple of bastards to break you. You are an incredibly strong woman and I have always admired that. I love you," Han squeezed her slightly still holding her into a comfortable embrace.
"I love you too," she closed her eyes and allowed herself to cry in the safety of his arms.
Leia wakes up and silently sits up right from her dream startled as her chain tightens with tension, about what she just dreamt about longing for Han wishing he was still alive. She let out a slight smile at the remembrance of him and a little happy of dreaming about her former lover. But her collar digs into her neck brining her back to reality, instead she is half-naked, collared, chained to the neck to Jabba as his slave which has become her life.
Jabba silently opens his eyes, gazes at the princess in front of him still a bit tired but 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 gasps in surprise as a happy Jabba then tugs on Leia's leash until she landed with a quiet plop on his soft belly. Leia sighs in discomfort and leaned back against her Master with no resistance as he placed his hand on her shoulder mockingly comforting her.
"Go back to sleep my lovely Leia we have some things to do later," Jabba says while the tip of his tail caresses her buttocks as he held her chain firmly against his stomach while the enslaved princess's cheek is in contact with his belly and the cold chain while he rubbed his hand about, his fat fingers uncomfortably brushing over her soft flesh of her upper chest. Leia looks up at her master giving him a stare of a royal statement peers at the guards, the protocol droid, Bib and Salacious Crumb who she hadn't seen or been with for a while as his hand rubs continues to caress her shoulder and upper chest. Jabba licks his lips as he peers down into Leia's front skirt plate having a clear view of her pussy, Leia's front silk skirt drapes over her knee and over the edge of the dais exposing more of her groin area as the front plate was made a size smaller and could see a hint of it when in the right place but for Salacious and everyone else depending on the position of her skirt they could see more of her exposed groin/hairless pubic/groin area. Tired and exhausted still his eyes close as he falls asleep.
A few minutes later Leia's eyes slowly begin to close while her masters tail caresses the side of right butt cheek and his hand still on her shoulder.
A few hours later…
Leia and Jabba sound asleep. Leia against her masters' belly while his hand rests on her shoulder. Leia's head rests on his hand. Salacious gazes at the half-naked princess lustfully since it had been about three to four days he hadn't been in usual place at her side and Jabba's. Jabba's tail sways sideways against Leia's leg as the upper part caresses Leia's arm as it lay at her side. He quite enjoyed Leia's new outfit very much. He looked at the princess as she slept against her master examining every inch of her as her tight stomach moved up and down as Leia breathed silently while she slept.
Leia's knee and leg slightly jerks up and down for a brief moment as she feels her masters hand moves closer to the side of Leia's cheek to give it some padding for her to rest her head on as she sleeps causing her front silk skirt to drape and slide onto the gold cuff of her Jerba leather boot.
He very much enjoyed that the princess. Suddenly, Jabba with a reflex pulled on Leia's chain the jolt made the princess fly more to the left side of his belly and straightened her to sit up more, as his slave girl gasped and desperately pulled at her collar below him. Lying against her master gasping for air, both her knees up, as she lay on her masters' belly struggling for air. Until she is at the center of his belly while Jabba stops pulling on her chain. Leia, able to catch her breath lays upright against the center of her masters belly. His girth and the dais didn't help much either as her lower body is slightly hanging off the edge of the dais that was a bit smaller that Jabba's dais's but even still she had very little room to deal with.
Jabba still asleep loosens his grip on her chain with some chain links resting on part of Leia's left upper chest and shoulder. Leia hated this as she had to deal with his pulling of her chain when they slept all the time, but still a bit tired lays her left cheek on Jabba's belly as she falls back asleep.
Jabba then moved his hand down to her shoulder and began to stroke her bare arm and the soft hair on her head. Too exhausted to resist, Leia tried to ignore Jabba.
The slow rhythm of Jabba's breathing lulled the princess to sleep more quickly than she expected, and within a few minutes she too was unconscious.
As she slept, Jabba remained awake for several more minutes. During this time he continued to stroke Leia's hair and shoulders, enjoying the slave princess's exposed body. His tail slowly stroked up and down Leia's upper thigh, dangerously close to her womanhood. Staring down at Leia's bare cleavage, Jabba drooled at the thought of his enslaved princess. As these thoughts filled his reptilian brain, Jabba's tail quickened its movements and poked under Leia's skirts, seeking and probing about. Jabba's hand then slid from her shoulder to the top of one of her breasts, testing the soft, supple mound.
His tail continued to move under her skirt, moving further upward until it found it's target. Leia's womanhood was exposed under the skirts and Jabba's tail slowly moved against it. The Hutt smiled as a disgusted and exhausted groan emitted from Leia's throat. Slowly removing his tail, Jabba relished in that the princess is his most satisfying slave. Withdrawing his hand Jabba allowed sleep to take him as well.
Leia slept much better than she ever would have expected, considering her situation. Despite not having much to cover her scantily clad body, she didn't take much notice to the cold at first, but it began to prove most uncomfortable as surprising as she never experienced cold like this on Canto Bight. It was hard to believe that she could be cold on Canto Bight, but Jabba's villa was built to protect its inhabitants from the extreme temperatures outside.
Without a blanket that she longed for to keep her warm, Leia shifted her outfit to see if she could get any warmer. She wrapped her arms around herself, got into a fetal position, and covered herself as best she could using the veils hanging from the lower piece of the bikini to blanket her bare legs which didn't help anyways in the size of the width they are which did nothing for her. With half her body massaging the cushion upon which she slept, Leia managed to find a comfortable position.
Of course the last place Leia would ever have wanted to be was laying before a Hutt with many eyes fixed on her nearly-naked form. Leia wouldn't ever admit it to anyone, especially not to Jabba; but wearing that slave bikini is a genuinely humiliating experience for her. If Jabba's choice of attire for the young princess was to embarrass her... he had succeeded.
Ironically Leia actually got a very restful sleep before she felt something tugging on her skirt. Although barely conscious, she was just aware enough to pull the veil back over her exposed leg. And then she buried her head into the cushion and tried to get back to sleep.
When the tugging began again, Leia grabbed the veil in back to the lower piece of her bikini and pulled it away. Only this time, there was something attached to it. It was Salacious!
As she felt his little, furry body rub against her exposed legs, Leia's instincts took over. Thinking it was a disease-carrying rodent crawling up her leg, Leia kicked him away and pulled back, almost rubbing her bare back against Jabba's enormous body. Her heart racing, and close to panicking, Leia barely kept suppressed a shriek. Although it only took a brief moment for her to remember where she was, Leia shuddered in disgust.
She only realized that it was Salacious when the little creature chuckled venomously at her reaction. Trailing around Leia's boots, intent on making her already wonderful existence that much more enjoyable, Salacious went for the Lashaa veils again. She snapped at him again with her foot, barely missing him.
Seemingly unconcerned by the prospect of pain or injury, Salacious spoke in his native language at her. Leia couldn't make out a word of it, but assumed his words were meant to torment her. She sat herself up and swept the silk split-skirt under her legs so that he couldn't grab at it again. As he closed the distance between them, Leia glared at him. Opening her mouth "Don't even think it, you little monster. I'll kill you if you touch me again."
He chuckled again, apparently eager to call her bluff... but Salacious took a position just outside Leia's reach. It was clear that she wouldn't get any more sleep.
One of the things that really made Leia uncomfortable was the way in which everyone stared at her scantilly-clad body. Within his private quarters remained several of Jabba's guards and guests. Those that remained either were too drunk to make it back to their quarters, or they just didn't want to call it a day. At least half of the spectators present had their eyes open, but none seemed to give much notice of Salacious or of her reactions.
The part of having so many people staring at her which really agitated Leia was the fact that so few of them were human. The Gamorians were absolutely repulsive to her, which made it uncomfortable to watch as they stared in her general direction. She didn't know how many of the species in that chamber found humans alluring, but she just hoped it was few.
As Leia and Salacious spent the next several minutes focused on one another, the little creature was determined to harass the slave princess from a distance. Leia readied herself to lash at him once he was close enough, but Salacious seemed content only to aggravate the former princess for whatever it was worth. Suddenly the little monkey-lizard pointed at something just behind her and spoke something in his native language. Leia couldn't understand, but refused to turn her back on him.
Right as she was ready to pounce upon him, Leia was abruptly snapped back by the chain and collar around her neck. Strangling the poor princess as she tried to leave the throne, Leia growled at the misfortune of being put on such a short leash. Choking and gasping to breath, Leia grabbed at her collar and pulled on it in a desperate effort for more slack. Despite knew it was pointless, Leia continued fighting against that damned leash, just wishing that she could break herself free!
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 in Jabba's room.
Once Crum realized he was safely outside of Leia's reach, he perked his head over the far side of Jabba's tail and only saw Leia grasping the collar around her neck. She stared at him as if to silently say 'if it weren't for this collar...' Crum unfortunately had a sick sense of humor. He didn't realize that Leia was ready to kill him, but also that she was on a leash. The vile little creature simply laughed at her misfortune.
Jabba, "Do not speak or do that again my lovely Leia and no princess such as you should act like this." Her resistance amused Jabba.
Leia was finally allowed to sit upright; the half-naked princess had recovered her strength enough to resist Jabba's molestation. As he ran his hand over her shoulder and over her chest, she attempted to squirm away, only to be brought back by a firm tug on her leash.
Leia glares back at Jabba as her chain jingles reminding of her place. Jabba peers down Leia's backside as he rubs her upper back. Bib, "Master Slowen is here with the person you requested regarding your protection and weapons, they are waiting in the conference room." Jabba tightens his grip on Leia's chain.
Jabba and Leia enter the conference room with his guards standing outside as Bib and Salacious join in on the meeting. Slowen, "Hey, Jabba this is Gundark he specializes in what you're wanting." Leia with her hands at her side her chain is kept taut and on a short tether standing at her master's side at the base of his belly. Salacious sits next to Leia's leg having a clear view from underneath her skirts. Bib behind Salacious as he has a clear view of Leia's backside.
Gundark, "Nice to finally meet you Jabba and talk business in your needs, and this must be the princess I have heard so much about." Jabba responds, "It is a pleasure to meet you also, your reputation proceeds you, and yes this is my princess." Leia licks her lips as Jabba caresses her buttocks.
Gundark, "Who would have thought I would see the Princess Leia here, but then again from what Slowen told me she deserves to be in your possession from my visits on Aldeeran before it was destroyed she was ungrateful because she was a brat who was used to living a spoiled life as a princess. I am glad she had her power taken away and is your slave it is an opening experience for Leia because this is her first time being in her rightful place Eventually she will see you Jabba as a kind master who taught her that she does not need privilege nor luxury or even basic human dignity; She will realize that her place and purpose in life was not to be a powerful hero but to submissively obey you."
Jabba, "Thank you I am glad you agree with me on that she amuses me also with her resistance also and I admire her sublime beauty." Leia looks down in shame as to what was just said. Jabba pats the top of Leia's hair as she looks back up. Jabba to Leia, "There now princess no need to be shy." She glares at her master then back at Slowen and Gundark.
Gundark, "So what protection and weaponry do you need?" Jabba responds, "I need some cannons for my space yacht, sail barge and for my palace, along with some other guards and bounty hunters at my service as with the princess I do not want any harm to come to her. Not that the empire will do anything to me anyways but just in case." As he licks his lips while he caresses Leia's back and gives her chain a slight pull as she slightly rocks back and forth from Jabba pulling on her chain, feeling her collar dig into her throat.
The enslaved princess lets out a few gags as the collar digs into her throat as she is rocked back and forth. Salacious glances up from underneath Leia's skirts enjoying the view he has of her pussy letting out a cackle.
Gundark, "You will have it all delivered to and installed within the next few days and the guards and extra bounty hunters will be here before you leave in a few days." As he glances at the enslaved princess. Bib with a pad transfers Gundark his credits along with some additional credits to Slowen. Leia feels one of Jabba's finger down her rear skirt plate in between her buttcrack that the lashaa silk covered. While his thumb gently goes in circles in a small area just above her skirt plate. Her bubble butt buttocks clenched together as the finger inside gently caresses the inside of her buttcrack.
Leia, let's out a small moan and gag as her master violates her. Jabba gestures to Slowen and Gundark givening them permission to touch Leia. Jabba, "You two may touch my Leia's pussy I am sure she is wet." Jabba holds her in place with the chain and with his finger down her rear skirt plate as the rest of his hand rests on the small plate.
Gundark, "It will be my pleasure to touch such beauty." Leia helpless as her master holds her down along with keeping her on a short tether and her chain taut. Gundark reaches underneath Leia's skirt and front skirt plate with two fingers gently fingers Leia's g-spot. Leia closes her eyes in the sensation she is feeling right now of arousal. Gundark takes his fingers out as Leia opens her eyes as she orgasms and lets out a moan. Gundark, "She is very wet Jabba as well she should be, after all she is your sex slave." Leia glances at Jabba as he gestures to her. "Suck on his fingers my lovely on your lovely juices." Leia with both hands grips Gundark's hand as she slowly sucks on his fingers swallowing the very little cum on his fingers.
Slowen next inserts two figners into her pussy and gently fingers her clitoris as Leia moans in pleasure for a few minutes as she lets out a loud moan and orgasms and cums a little. Slowen pulls out his fingers as Leia opens his eyes and looks at her master as she already knows what he wants her to do. She does so sucking on the alien's fingers in displeasure tasting her juices.
Leia finally stops as her master puts his hand on her shoulder and caresses it to console her. Slowen and Gundark look at the enslaved princess. Slowen, "The princess has a nice tight pussy which is a good," Gundark nods and agrees, "The princess is in her rightful place as Jabba's slave." Leia looks down in embarrassment as what is being said. As she was just violated by two men and forced to suck on her own cum from their fingers. Leia hated her degradation.
They all walk out of the conference room as Slowen and Gundark leave on their transporter while Jabba and Leia board the rickshaw carriage as it is already night.
Minutes later…
Leia and Jabba exit the carriage with Bib and Salacious next to them. Leia notices it's a night club as she sees various patrons entering and waiting in line. Bib and Salacious at Jabba's side. Eyes are fixated on the enslaved princess. The host leads them to Jabba's reserved area of the club. The half-naked princess looks around as people dance, drink and socialize and up to all sorts of debauchery. Dancing girls. The music is so loud Leia could barely hear Jabba, the night club dark with lights. Everywhere lighting up the club of the large two story night club.
They situate themselves in Jabba's reserved area. Most of his goons, henchmen and gusts already at his area drinking, dancing, socializing. Jabba with a slight jerk on her chain commands Leia to sit at the base of his tail while a servant brings him a drink. Salacious sits in the small area of his coiled tail. Leia's legs closed while her front silk skirt hang in between her inner thighs as her rear skirt flows down the base of Jabba's tail her arms rested on her knees.
Beside her and Salacious sat two servant girls as well, one of whom had seen fanning the Hutt. They too leaned against Jabba's tail, but at its coiled up, thinner end. Jabba kept Leia on an extremely short tether and constantly rubbed her back with lust while talking to the gusts in front of him, who gazed at his luscious prize. They spoke of his impressive domination of the princess and triumph over the Jedi. One patron 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, which was surprisingly firm. Leia could feel the Hutt's life force firing through his nerves and twitching muscles, running from the base of its tail to its thin tip.
As a conservative princess Leia despised being in a loud night club with loud music, scantily clad dancers giving lap dances to patrons among other things, people smoking who knows what, taking drugs, and other debauchery she did not like. She did not grow up in this type of environment as she would go gatherings were people danced but not inappropriately like as displayed in front of Leia.
Jabba yanked roughly on Leia's chain, demonstrating his unquestioned possession over her as she looked at everyone gazing at her tilting her head in annoyance as she slowly got back up. Jabba brings his goblet to Leia's mouth as she takes a few sips of the strong alcohol while her hands grip his hand. The enslaved princess looks at her master as the tip of his tail gently caresses Leia tight wet vagina underneath her skirts.
Leia glares at her master in discomfort. 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.
Jabba, "Bitch let me comfort you don't be like that with me."
She closed her eyes in abhorrence and then glared back backwards without turning her head. His hand rand over her shoulder as she attempted to squirm away, only to be brought back by a firm tug on her leash. Jabba drunk which is something Leia did not like as when he was drunk her master was very aggressive in groping her more.
Jabba switched his chain to his left hand as he placed his right arm around Leia's waist and reached down in between her inner thighs and pulls out her front silk skirt from between her thighs and lays it over her outer thigh as he places his hand in between her legs gently rubs her womanhood. Leia closes her eyes at the sensation she is feeling his hand against her wet vagina, then moves his hand to grope her breasts.
Jabba stops as he moves his hand to her arm keeping a tight grip on it as the enslaved princess feels her collar dig into her throat. Leia didn't bother moving her front skirt back in between her legs as to not let Jabba mock her but keeping her legs closed as it drapes over her outer thigh. Everyone surrounding Leia has a clear view of her womanhood. Leia sits regally as she glares at Jabba as he laughs at her mockingly.
A few drunk patrons laughing holding their drinks trip in front of them as their drinks spilled onto the floor. Leia leans forward, she felt the presence of the collar around her neck as Jabba tugged her back patting her head petting his slave. "There now princess they are of no concern to you, remember your place." The drunks get back up as everyone laughs. The Hutt hands moves down her hair and he grabs Leia's plait swings it over her bare back and begins stroking her long braid, she glares back at her master without turning her head in annoyance.
While stroking her back Jabba smokes from his hookah gazing at his enslaved princess brining the pipe to her mouth as she grips his hand with both her hands as she takes a few puffs from her masters hookah, Leia lets out a few coughs and starts to feel the effects of it causing her to be in calm state as when she was a princess she was never allowed to do such things.
Hours later…the festivities continue as Leia sits on the base of her master's belly keeping her chain on a short tether and taut. Feeling the effects from smoking from Jabba's hookah and the drinking of alcohol from her master's goblet in a dazed state. Jabba aggressively gropes her shoulder as he pulls on her chain. The half-naked princess grips his belly, closes her eyes as her collar digs into her throat, her body tightens, her buttocks clench together, her abs tighten as she is being pulled back keeping a grip on her master's flesh. Jabba loosens his grip brining her back into position.
Many of the patrons laugh at her degradation as her master joins in her mockery playing with her chain as it dangles and jingles on her shoulder and back. Her master caresses her back. Leia feels her masters hand as it creeps down to her buttocks as the hand reaches down to the skirt plate and moves it to the side as Jabba gives her a slight tug while the half-naked princess glances back at her master without turning her head.
As the festivities continue Leia sits regally on the base of her master's belly in a dazed drunken high state, but calm. She feels her collar dig into her throat placing her fingers between the collar and her tender neck as the Hutt continued to tug on her leash possessively while his hand ran over her shoulder and down to her chest as he groped her as she attempted to squirm but the Hutt is too strong for her.
The half-naked princess uncomfortable by his advances. He finally stops tugging on her chain but continues to caresses her shoulder and chest.
The festivities had died down after many of partying and the sun set as many of the patrons had left with very few still in the club. Jabba let out a yawn as he griped on his slave's chain Leia tired herself as she sat regally on the base of her master's belly feeling his belly jiggle as he yawned.
Leia stood up at the command of her master as they walked out of the club. It had been morning the sun rising. As their rickshaw carriage arrived. Bib on his own as Salacious joined Leia and Jabba.
Later…
They arrive to Jabba's villa as they walk to the audience chamber down below. Leia looking at the various men, dancers and guests lying on the floor, some with slave girls completely naked, other covered in blanket as they slept on the floor, as they had thrown a party. Jabba got onto his stone dais first situating himself as he tugged on his slaves chain as Leia jumped onto the throne while her master commanded her to lay in front of him.
Jabba slithered his way up onto the throne, situating himself occupying nearly the whole throne. Leia stands and waits her master gestures her. Leia steps up on the throne. Jabba watches his slave princess, barley enough room on the dais in her small spot. Her left knee partially off the throne. 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. All while she felt her outstretched right leg against Jabba's coiled tail slightly hung off the edge of the marble stone dais. 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. She let out her yawn. The slave princess, slowly closed her eyes as she fell asleep.