Leia slept much better than she had ever would have expected, considering her situation. Despite not having much to cover her scantily clad body, she didn't take much to notice the cold at first, but it began to prove most uncomfortable. It was hard to believe that she could be cold on Tattooine, but Jabba's palace was built to protect its inhabititants from the extreme temperatures outside.
Without a blanket, Leia shifted her outfit to see if she could get any warmer. She reclined backward against the pillows near Jabba's belly, and covered herself the best she could using the veils hanging from the lower piece of the bikini to blanket her bare legs. With her half naked body massaging the pillows up which she slept, Leia managed to find a comfortable position.
Of course the last place Leia would have her wanted to be was lying before a Hutt with many eyes fixed on her nearly naked form. Leia wouldn't ever admit to anyone, especially not to Jabba; but wearing the bikini was humiliating for her. If Jabba's choice of attire for the young princess was to embarrass her and degrade her . . . he had succeeded.
Feeling she should have had more integrity then that, Leia actively sought to hide her sense of humiliation. Unlike some of the infortunate souls who's flesh belonged to Jabba, Leia could at least take comfort in knowing she was safer in Jabba's hands than anyone else in the palace.
She often wondered how people like Lyn could live like that for years without losing their sanity. To be condemned to such as terrible existence with no hope of escapes, save death . . . after going through it herself, Leia had only greatest respect for those who Jabba had enslaved.
As Jabba's snoring made it more difficult for her to sleep, Leia at least had some time to think about her life as Jabba's slave. Since being forced into the gold bikini.
Unfortunately thinking of Han really didn't lift her spirit very much. Leia couldn't help feeling bitter at the thought of Han dead. Modeling herself in a slave bikini for the purpose of entertaining Jabba's guests was so humiliating. Leia lifted her head and looked back at the unconscious Hutt, furrowing her brow a the sight of her master. What really upset her more than anything was thinking about Han for getting himself into that mess as she was at Jabba for what he'd don't to her.
Ironically Leia actually got very respectful 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 go 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 instincts took over. Thinking it was a disease carrying rodent crawling up her leg, Leia kicked him away and pulled back, almost rubbing her back against Jabba's enormous body. Her heart racing, and close to panicking. Leia barely kept suppressed 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 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 silk 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 under her legs so that he couldn't grab at it again. As he closed the distance between them, Leia glared at him.
He chuckled again, apparently eager, Salacious took a position outside Leia's reach, it was clear that she wouldn't get any more sleep that night.
One of the things that really made Leia uncomfortable was the way in which everyone stared at her scantily clad body. Within the main audience chamber remained several of Jabba's guards and guests. Those that remained either were too drunk to make it back to their head quarters, or they just didn't, want to call it a night. At least half of the spectators present had their eyes open, but non seemed to give much notice of Salacious or 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 species in that chamber found humans alluring, she had found out many of Jabba's henchmen and guests found the scantily clad princess alluring.
As Leia and Salacious spent the next several minutes focused on one another, the little creature determined to harass the new slave from a distance. Leia readied herself to lash at hum 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.
As she felt something wet and slimy brush across her left shoulder . . . she half believed it was Jabba's tongue, but she was convinced that he was still asleep. Reacting to the disgust of having saliva slobbered on her body again, Salacious took that opportunity to sneak up on a distracted Leia. Staring at the thin string hold the top piece of her brassiere together, the little creature couldn't resist the chance to bit through it.
Sensing the creature on her again, Leia threw back her elbow and knocked Salacious away. Having failed to remove her top, with her eyes fixed on him, Salacious realized he was in deep trouble. It was then Leia threw herself at the wretched creature, intent on wring his little neck.
Right as she was ready to pounce 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 for breath, Leia grabbed the leash and pulled on it in a desperate effort to more slack. Despite knew it was pointless, Leia continued fighting against the damned leash, just wishing that she could break herself free.
Once Crum realized he was safely outside of Leia's reach, he perked his head over the far side of Jabba's throne and only saw Jabba's newest slave grasping the collar around her neck. She stared at him silently as if to say, "if it weren't for this collar…" Crum unfortunately had a sick since of humor. He didn't realize that Leia was ready to kill him, but also that she was on a leash, the vile creature simply laughed at her misfortune.
Leia gave such a virulent look, which only got more intense as he began laughing. Seeing such a creature that could take such joyous pleasure at her expense… Leia wanted nothing more than to kick him across the room… if only it weren't for that damned leash.
Suddenly Leia felt that tongue again on her back. Between Crum and that tongue, Leia shot herself around. It was then she realized that it wasn't Jabba licking her. The tongue was long and seemingly hanging up and found a creature hanging from the ceiling, unaware it was Ghoul who kept licking her earlier on the Barge.
Leia shot herself around and just caught Ghoel in the act of licking her. His tongue still dangling right in front of her, Leia sought to grab it and pull the creature down with it. Unfortunately that tongue was more slimy than it appeared, which was why it slipped from her grip.
With saliva on her shoulders and hands, Leia shuddered with utmost disgust. If things couldn't have gotten any worse, Leia got the sense Jabba was waking up. Anticipating Salacious again, Leia twisted herself about and tried to keep both those creatures in sight. It was then that one from behind grabbed the frustrated Leia and puller her in to an embrace.
His hand rubbing her exposed abdomen, Leia trised brushing his stubby arm away to no avail. Jabba's arms weren't very strong, especially for a creature his size, but he did have a frustrated Leia at a disadvantage because of the position she was in. All Jabba had to do was pin her against his body and she wouldn't get enough leverage to break away.
Actually enjoying her resistance, Jabba chuckled and drew Leia closer to his huge, gaping maw. Jabba speaking in Huttsee. She assumed he was saying Ghoel licks people he likes as he looked at her lustfully saying it to her.
Leia genuinely tried to keep her mind on the task at hand, but she found it especially difficult to maintain her composure in the presence of the giant slug that handled her like a royal slave. However, the one she was really resentful of was Han. She knew it wasn't all right to blame the man she loved for her misfortune, but Leia was in no position to take it out on Jabba. She was in no position to defy her master. She feared her misfortune and what came ahead as she lived the life of Jabba's slave but wasn't willing to die because she was embarrassed to wear the gold bikini and be Jabba's slave.
Unfortunately, it made her predicament that much worse. And the more Jabba touched her, the more resentment she had for the man who sacrificed himself on Cloud City. As Jabba's hand trailed down her exposed abdomen and towards the gold plate hanging from her waist, Leia braced for what she thought was coming.
His repulsive hand flush against the lower piece of Leia's bikini, feeling the etched face of the gold place concealing her pelvis, Jabba could hardly believe on of Leia's reputation would be so submissive. He knew reducing her to a slave made her miserable, but it just wasn't satisfying enough for him when Leia refused to fight back. If that wasn't enough to provoke her, maybe he just needed to go a little further.
As Jabba's stubby hand began to descend her exposed abdomen, Leia knew it sought to infiltrate the space between the metal plate and her flesh. At first Leia was so fearful of resisting that she was willing to allow Jabba to invade any part of her body. And she though of what Jabba would do if she fought back was just to much to bear.
Unable to fit his fat fingers between the narrow space between the metal and her flesh, Jabba tried to forcibly subduct those vile extremities where they didn't belong. Ironically Leia's bikini proved a difficult lock for him to crack.
Suddenly Leia realized that she did want such a memory etched in her mind for the rest of her life. Being Jabba's slave was torturous enough as it was, but this was going to far. Feeling those stubby fingers trying to slip below the gold plate between her legs she would not allow. But remember the times Jabba having her stripped and naked, gave up hope.
However Leia was unaware of what he really wanted. Although quite pleased with Leia as her slave completely not having to worry about her friends. Jabba was rather disappointed by the shameful display of false obedience Leia had shown since her introduction to this new life. Bib stepping in stripped Leia naked before Jabba's guests, and had accepted the fact the bikini, and had done virtually everything he demanded of her without putting up a shred of resistance.
Unfortunately obedience wasmt what Jabba had sought at this point. He knew that Leia wasn't the kind who would so easily give into fear, yet she had so far refused to defy. When breaking new slaves, Jabba found they reacted on of two ways… neither of which Leia conformed to. Slaves such as Leia were what Jabba generally favored, as they were proud and defiant to resist their masters commands… fighting back violently, only to be beaten back down again. Jabba took a sadistic pleasure when it cam to breaking new slaves. Shattering their souls and twisting their will into acknowledging his dominance.
He had high hopes for Leia, yet she has shown little fear towards thus far. Jabba knew it was there, but that it just required some additional provocacation on his part. After finally getting a response from Leia, Jabba was quite satisfied to see she did indeed have psychical limits. Before trying to stroke her again Jabba needed a moment to study her behavior. Observing her every moment, Jabba felt he could learn a lot about a slave without having to exactly provoke her. Maybe he also enjoyed thinking of how much admiration he's get for owning such a magnificent princess.
Princess Leia would have been worth a lot of money to anyone wishing to have her… yet she practically gave herself to him. Nothing in the galaxy came free, yet there she was… flesh and soul belonging only to him. Leia was worth so much more to him because she was more like a symbol of his brilliance. Killing Han Solo and her friends. Jabba thought as he extended his arm to rub the back of his captive princess again. Leia didn't slap it away, but her body language showed how repulsed she really was.
Leia didn't say anything… she just got extremely agitated the more and more Jabba kept trying to rub her body. She had accepted that the Hutt was in control… at least for a moment, but it didn't mean she had to do what he wanted. As this continued over the next few minutes Leia seriously began to wonder whether she could endure Jabba's servitude the rest of her life. Glad to finally provoke a response from his slave, Jabba chuckled with great satisfaction and grabbed her chain that bound Leia to him. Although Leia grabbed onto the collar so that he couldn't choke her with it, the Hutt had merely to pull the leash to draw her into his clutches.
Resisting, speaking in Huttsee, Leia understanding a little of what Jabba had said. Knowing he had Leia's interest, Jabba patted the side of her face in an affectionate way, speaking in Huttsee. As he palm touched her left cheek, Leia furrowed her brow, hating every moment of this. Jabba noticed the way Leia's face scrunched up and thought it would be amusing to continue patting her cheek to great excess.
The gesture wasn't the least bit hurtful, but it drove Leia to the most extreme levels of annoyance as he did it to great excess. Moments of enduring the Hutt's palm against her cheek, Leia's face began turning red, and Jabba chuckled from the amusement.