Leia opened her eyes, glancing up at the frog-bowl beside her, and everyone else in the audience chamber as she all slowly started to wake up.
She sat slowly up before Jabba. She glanced down at her half-naked body, at the long, thick, green tail that slithered and wiggled sleepily beside her bare thigh, and at the lizard-monkey sitting in the thick, coiled base of that tail. Blushing deeply.
There was an enormous, phlegmy groan and the skin-crawling squelch of folds of sticky flesh stretching and parting from itself as her loathsome captor, Jabba the Hutt, started awake. She felt the cushions shift against her bottom as the Hutt shifted, and the chain that kept her by his side jingled as the shadows of his short, chubby arms fell over her.
Bib, standing in front of the throne, "Master it's time for the trip to Nal Hutta.
Hearing the chain links jingle behind her as they were pulled taut, Leia tensed. "Great, thank you Bib," Jabba said commanding everyone to leave the audience chamber as Leia could only stare after the crowd as they exited the audience chamber. As Jabba pulled slowly back on the chain. Feeling the collar tighten on the front of her throat, Leia firmed her abdomen and tried to lean away from the Hutt, but her throat began to be crushed; closing her eyes and silently gasping for air, she rocked back towards Jabba just as he mercifully slackened the chain, and straightening, she let her breath out.
Moments Later… After a seemingly endless trip through the palace's labyrinthine corridors, the throne had finally entered the cavernous hangars, where the crowds were piling into Jabba's Star Jewel, his pleasure yaht.
Finally boarding his pleasure yaht, Jabba maneuvered his throne deep into the craft as Both Leia and Jabba moved off he stone dais and sat on the massive cushion of a throne. His pet lizard-monkey jumped from the throne and scuttled off to some far corner. Once they parked on the second , Jabba forced Leia back against his belly as they waited for their departure.
Leia was amazed at the Star Jewel's lounge as contained a main stage on the far end featuring 3 poles and dancing space. Throughout the rest of the room were individual couches and three other poles surrounded by group seating for more intimate entertainment. Of course, Jabba had his throne, and there was plenty of serving space for alcohol and other illicit substances.
Leia could tell from seeing everything in the Star Jewel. Jabba used the Star Jewel as a mobile palace, an extension of his power and wealth. Accordingly, the vessel contained every amenity and luxury the Hutt enjoyed in his main palace on Tatooine. Extensive kitchen facilities provided sumptuous feasts, opulent quarters gave comfort matched only by the finest Core World hotels, Jabba's musicians entertained at all hours, and for more carnal pleasures, trips on the Star Jewel also included members of Jabba's famous stable of gorgeous slave girls.
Leia sat on the base of Jabba's mighty tail, her rear silk skirt flowed down the base of Jabba's tail, as it covered her butt crack, Jabba felt Leia's tight, round buttocks against the base of his tail as the tip of it wriggled. Her front silk skirt flowed down in between her inner tighs, at her already exposed legs.
Beside her sat two Jawas next to the scantly clad princess as well, one of whom was fanning her mockingly before the Hutt and his men.
The space yaht was in full swing, his goons, guards, and guests drinking and socializing with each other, while the dancers danced and sang.
Leia could see Jabba's interactions from the corner of her eye, his hand holding a goblet filled with alcohol. Between allthe licking and the giggling she could hear him talking to the guests.
Jabba with a goblet in his hand gazed at Leia as a handful of people gathered around them. Leia, ignoring the suggestive whispers from passengers. Jabba sipped from his large goblet of wine and stared at the firm round ass of his pretty slave girl, just covering her butt crack by the back of her purple Lashaa silk skirt.
The high society guests of Jabba looked on surprised to see the Hutt, who they all knew as a criminal, walking in with what appeared to be a dignified woman. With his droid translating, Jabba bellowed: "Oh Jabba the senator is here to negotiate terms with you." The Senator, a small, thin man wearing an Imperial dress uniform came down the stairs. Jabba watched him approach with a smug look on his face as he stroked Leia's rear. She stood next to him, hoping this party would be over soon. His calloused and slimy hand massaged her tight buttocks.
Jabba chuckled and as the corrupt senator talked "I see you are doing well Jabba", looking at the scantily clad Leia. Jabba responding back" It's a pleasure doing business with you as always Jabba," looking at the scantily clad Leia barley recognizing her. Jabba giving a slight tug on her chain reminding her of her place.
The crowd partied and drank. Several men watched Leia from afar as she sat at the base of Jabba's tail. The busty and curvaceous slave dancers gave strip tease dances that pleased Jabba greatly. During these performances As the party went on, the high class slave dancers with scanty colorful outfits were auctioned for the pleasure of spending the night with them. The bounty hunters and smugglers all purchased a girl to return to their rooms with. Leia found the display disturbing.
Leia watched the party go on. Leia stood next to Jabba as her chain dangles on her naked back.
Jabba scans Leia's nearly half naked body from head to toe looking at her dolled up face, earrings, her hair bun, and plait dangling over her shoulder as the long plait stopped at her tight round navel, then glancing at her hard firm breasts, with only the two small bra cups that covered her nipples, Jabba gives Leia a slight jerk on her chain, a silent reminder of her place as she glances back at him. Jabba looks at her her snake armband on her left upper arm and bracelet on her right arm. He then glances at her small front skirt plate that is only covering her crotch and the silk attached at the bottom of it as it flows down her just above her ankles, only in between her inner thighs, showing off her legs, and at the hip fasteners that were made of two separate pieces on each hip to make the open oval exposing her hips. Lastly, Jabba looks at her rear with the back skirt plate the same size at the front just above her ass crack, with the silk skirt the width of index finger only covering her butt crack, then at her Jerba leather boots, then back at her ass licking his lips. Glancing back up at Leia, noticing the expression on her face of fear, jerking on her chain, Leia glances back at Jabba in annoyance.
Leia could tell when Jabba was looking at her from behind and not paying attention to anything else as he would lick his lips and play with her chain as it jingled and swayed back and forth on her naked back.
"Go, gaze my lovely." He said to her as he loosened his grip on the chain, giving her just enough slack to barely make it to the window on the other side of the Star Jewel. Leia gave a slight nod of her head before walking to the window, forever mindful of the lustful glances she would receive on the way there. Luckily though, no-one decided to touch her.
She reached the window and felt her collar tighten. Her throat constricted she turned her head to look at Jabba, assuming that he was pulling on it to bring her back to him. But when she looked, she saw his attention had returned to other slave girls. She had reached the end of the chain's length, she couldn't move any further away from him.
Thankfully though, she was able to gaze out the window, and even place her hand on the railing of the window. Gazing at the vast vacuum of space.
Jabba commanded one guard to stand on one side of the window to watch over Leia. Jabba grabs from his bowl of frogs, stuffs them into his mouth one by one, with the chain in his other hand. Leia looks out into space looking at the planets as they pass them by. Longing so much to have freedom like she once had being able to sleep where she wanted and in a comfortable bed, but she had to sleep nearly naked on Jabba's stone dias with nothing more than a few pillows, and had to either recline back or was forced to sleep on his belly. Looking at the women fully clothed that stood within a distance of her, she missed wearing actual clothes such as her ceremonial gown she wore at the ceremony of Luke and Han, or her Hoth suit, but since being Jabba's slave she was forced to wear that wretched metal bikini, that left her no modesty. Jabba forced her to be nearly naked wearing so little nothing more than her skimpy top that just covered her nipples of her breasts, Jerba leather boots, her bracelets, her gold plates, Lashaa silk and wore her hair in a bun with a long braid that was fastened with a gold hair fastner that dangled suggestively down her shoulder and her back. Leia did not like the feeling of the braid against her naked stomach and back. More over she did not like that Jabba made her wear so much make up, as she never wore to much or too little, but to the extent of the make up she was wearing made her look like a mockery of her royal status. Also not liking the bracelets she was forced the wear, the one on her upper left arm and the armlet on her right wrist, as she was not a fan of jewelry.
Leia glanced back at Jabba, watching him eat and drink, while slow music was being played, she was grateful that at least Jabba let her be alone for the time being despite still being collared to him, as she would always be to him.
Leia glanced back at Jabba, watching him eat and drink, while slow music was being played, she was grateful that at least Jabba let her be alone for the time being despite still being collared to him, as she would always be to him.
Leia looks outside seeing nothing but the planets as they past by, hearing the music of the Max Rebo Band playing. Having stood by the window for some time the slight cold breeze from the cold outside in space having made her pert firm breasts firmer, harding her nipples, while also making her vagina tight, and making her butt cheeks clench together. One of the guards approaches Leia. Leia noticing it is a human guard she glances at him and as she is about to respond Jabba tugs on it, silencing her, reminding her of her place.
The guard scanning Leia's nearly naked body, then back at her face to face. "Princess I hope your enjoying our protection, as it is our duty to serve Jabba and his royal highness Leia." Leia looks at the guard, wanting to speak, but knowing if she even tried or said anything Jabba would silence her. "I know Jabba won't allow you to speak my dear princess but you are in good hands. Leia knowing he is right that she is in better hands of Jabba, but living the rest of her life out as a slave to Jabba she despised it from the very moment she was chained to him.
The guard glances down at Leia's birthmark on her lower right back "Princess you have an amazing body, and the birthmark of yours makes it all the more divine." Drinking some liquor, he offers Leia a drink. She looks at his hand as he moves the cup closer to her mouth. "Have a drink princess." Leia puts both her hands on the guard's hand as he holds the cup in place as she slowly drinks from the cup, feeling the liquor go down her throat. Leia stops drinking from the cup, from a distance Jabba commands the guard to stay by Leia's side.
The journey to Nal Hutta had been taking a while and Leia knowing they weren't there yet, just looked out the window as the guard stood next to her as Jabba requested.
Leia notices that a show is about to start from down below Jabba's observation deck along with some of the men gathered around going to the railing. With Lyn going to do a performance. Leia moves away from the window as Jabba commands her to watch the opera show Lyn will be doing. Leia puts her right hand upward on the round pillar to have something to hold onto. Leia sees the opera going in full swing. Leia feels her collar tighten, allowing her to go so far to see the performance.
Jabba looking at his scantily clad slave princess, very much enjoying the view of her nearly naked body, he glances down at her Jerba leather boots, then slowly works his way up enjoying her naked legs, and her tight round butt cheeks, liking mouth in lust. Slowly, goes up looking at her birthmark on her lower right back. Jabba pulls on Leia's chain, she glances back at him with annoyance, wanting to watch the opera.
Leia watches the perfomance. Leia, feeling the collar pressing against her neck as she looks out. Leia smiles as the opera continues. Leia trying to ignore the slight tugs on her chain. Trying to enjoy the opera. Leia grabs the collar with her left hand hoping it will help with the pressure against her neck. Leia looks back at Jabba. Turning back to watch the opera Leia puts her hand that's in the collar by her side, while her other hand grips the pillar for support.
Leia feeling a bit cold her breasts firm. Her buttocks clenched together. Jabba gazing at his scantily glad Leia's back. Leia looking down at the performance, actually enjoying it, and thankful she is wearing something this time and not naked like the last time she saw the performance of Lyn. Leia relaxed and enjoying the opera show, thankful Jabba was not tugging on her chain, she began to remember reflect on her early years back on Alderaan going to see an opera with her parents and the joy it was to see them and what happy memories it brought her remembering her family, which put a smile on her face, but then she came to realize, that in her current state she didn't quite enjoy as much as she used to. She was nearly naked and chained to the neck to her master Jabba the Hutt and degraded. As Jabba's scantily-clad slave girl, Leia was not allowed to speak without her master's permission. If she disobeyed him, he would pull her back and start choking her. Leia only there to be Jabba's personal slave and dressed in nothing more than a skimpy slave girl outfit she was meant to be seen and not speak. This kept her in her place, where Jabba believed she belonged: exposed, silent, on a leash, and available for his sexual desires. With this punishment, Leia quickly learned to keep her mouth shut around her Hutt master for fear of this humiliating exposure. It had been a while since she heard her own voice and missed having the freedom to speak and say what she wanted to, which she longed for, but didn't have the freedom to speak.
Some time had past and Leia knew it had been a couple hours since the opera had occurred and all the guests, dancers, and Jabba's men had slowly been falling asleep all in their spots in the Space Jewel. Suddenly, Jabba pulled hard on Leia's chain causing her to fall back as the collar dug deep into her throat and gagged. Leia ran to Jabba as her stomach came in contact with his flesh. She could tell Jabba was falling asleep. Jabba to Leia "my lovely princess lets take a nap we still have a long trip to Nal Hutta" He gestures to her to lay down on the small space provided for her on the throne that was a big cushion, there had been pillows provided for her as usual for her to lay on.
Jabba watched as Leia adjusted herself turning her upper body facedown on the pillows sleeping on her stomach in the freefall sleeping position with her arms raised around her pillows while her lower body lay on the rest of the space provided for her. She put her head on a pillow with her head to the side facing in Jabba's direction as she can see his flesh, Jabba slackened the chain a bit feeling the cold loose chain on her naked back. Jabba gazed at his nearly naked slave as he looked at one of her legs lay against his coiled tale while the other her leg raised to her hip slightly as it dangled freely, enjoying the view of her luscious legs. He slowly raised his gaze to her buttocks as the rear silk flowed in between her legs as it only covered her butt crack licking his lips, as he loosens his grip on her chain causing more of the cold chain to run against her naked back, Leia shivers a bit from the coldness of the chain. Jabba notices and removes the bottom half of the chain that was on her lower back onto the throne with the chain on her upper back running down on her side. He gazes at her naked back and licks his lips as he gazes at her birthmark, working his way up going back the tiny black strings that created an X shape on her back as he could barley see them due to their thinness, then he sees Leia's dolled up face giving her a smile, as her long braid flowed down her shoulder and onto the pillows.
Jabba had already fallen asleep while Leia's eyes were slowly closing. She felt slightly cold and the cold chain running down most her upper back didn't help, she felt Jabba's tail rub against her leg as she fell asleep. Leia was at least thankful she had pillows to lie on for some comfort on the already cushion of a throne.
The Space Jewel flew in the vast emptiness of space. Salacious glancing at the nearly naked Leia as she sleeps, looking at her naked leg as it slightly hangs off the edge of the dais wearing her Jerba leather boats, slowly scanning upwards at her back, licking his lips as he looks at her beauty mark on her lower right back as Jabba's tail sways sideways caressing her naked leg. Salacious grabs her rear silk lifting it up as Leia is soundly asleep, takes a peek at her exposed vagina that is shaped in the form of a camel toe due to the coldness causing it to tighten up. Salacious licks his lips as he enjoys what he sees. Looking at Jabba he knows he's not allowed to touch Leia. He lays down her rear silk, letting it flow down her rear covering her butt crack.
Salacious scans her nearly naked body as she sleeps. Leia's chain rattles a bit as she sleeps silently. Jabba silently wakes up, sees Salacious, and gestures him to go back onto his spot the throne. He sees his scantily clad slave princess fast asleep, licking his lips as he looks at her lustfully. Leia turns on her side in the fetal position facing the crowd that is sound asleep. Her torso is hunched and her knees are bent her arms slightly stretched out in front of her, as her long braid draped over one of her nearly exposed firm breasts that the small bra cups covers her nipple. Half asleep moving as far away from Jabba as possible to the edge of the throne that would be allowed. Leia grabs her rear silk making sure it covers her ass crack puts it in between her inner thighs as it flows forward draping over her outer left thigh, her front silk skirt drapes down the front of the cushion of the throne. Jabba shortens the length of Leia's chain keeping her on a short tether, but still a bit slackened.
Jabba gazes at her naked backside starting from her upper back with the thin strings that created an X shape on her upper back then slowly goes down her naked back looking at her birthmark on her lower right back, licking his lips. Looking at the small crescent moon plate that hung just above her butt crack, looking at her tight round bubble butt, then finally looks at her luscious legs with her Jerba leather boots covering her feet. Falling back asleep in lust for his princess.
Some time had past. In the dim coolness of the Space Jewel, Mighty Jabba slept, dozing peacefully as his enormous hulk rested on the big cushion of that was his throne, his head bowed slightly, eyes tightly shut. He breathed in and out through his nostrils, from which mucus slowly dripped, giving his breathing a deep, wheezing, but also quiet, sound.
His courtiers, guards and various other scum and villainy lay here and there thrughout the Space Jewel, huddled into corners, snuggling into piles, sprawling here and there on the floor and sleeping sitting up on the steps, all snoring peacefully. Apart from the gentle sounds of their sleeping, softly drowned out by the Hutt's congested snoring, there was no noise in the chamber save for the soft chittering of Salacious Crumb watched Mighty Jabba's thick tail wriggling against the bare thigh of his master's most prized possession.
Leia found on the edge of the throne. She lay sprawled sensually before Jabba's bloated belly on the big cushion of the throne. Leia Organa. Around her throat was an ornate golden collar. It kept her close to her master at all times, the chain hung from the front of it, trailing gently down her side and around her back, up into the small, fat, almost childlike hands of Mighty Jabba. Even while he slept, he dared not release the chain that kept his prize bound to him in servitude.
Jabba's pliant belly felt good against her naked back, and the pillows were of the finest silks and velvets, stained though they were in slime, drool, mucus, and various other unmentionable bodily fluids. She was in the lap of luxury, almost literally, for the very tail that so held Crumb's interest was partially curled around Leia and her nest of pillows, providing a nice, moist hollow for the nearly naked human female to recline in.
Her rear Lashaa silk skirt flowed underneath her body and draped over her left ankle. While her front silk draped over her left ankle covering part of her Jerba leather boot as it dipped over the throne. She lay in front of her master sensually; her body reclined back against the pillows, her left arm used for support, using her shoulder to support her head.
Leia felt a slight jingle on her chain waking her up. Looking back, Jabba still asleep. She then looked at Salacious as he slept. She was a lot more comfortable on the big cushion of the throne and liked it more than the stone dais she and Jabba were usually on. She relished when they were on the big cushion of a throne.
There was an enormous, phlegmy groan and the skin-crawling squelch of folds of sticky flesh stretching and parting from itself as her loathsome captor. Leia felt the cushions shift against her bottom as the Hutt shifted, and the chain that kept her by his side jingled as the shadows of his short, chubby arms fell over her. She looked up at Jabba as he continued to snore. She despised the nights as she often didn't get sleep, and even on Jabba's Space Jewel she felt cold, but thankfully Jabba's body heat kept her warm. Thinking about her current state, as she looked around the Space Jewel, everyone was fast asleep.
Jabba's treatment towards her was not always so barbaric. She liked that he pampered her by allowing her to lie on huge pillows, and sometimes offered her a drink. Her costume was also priceless although left little to no imagination and left her nearly naked and degraded her, being made out of gold in many parts.
Despite Jabba's power, Leia always stood tall before her master, carrying herself with a pride and dignity he was unused to seeing in his slaves. Clearly this was because of her royal status as a princess, something that only made her even more attractive to the Hutt, who relished the opportunity to control and defile this strong-willed royal female.
When she was a princess on Alderaan, She often had to dress up for state events. Since she joined the Rebellion, however, she wore few fancy clothes and little makeup or jewelry, living according to the meager means the rebels had available to them. Jabba's pampering of Leia as his slave ironically brought back memories of being dolled up on Alderaan. Leia used these memories to her advantage, adopting a regal pose on Jabba's throne despite being chained. Nevertheless, while the skimpy costume she wore was fit for a princess in its gold material and purple flowing veils, it also served as a constant reminder of her slavery and availability to the Hutt for his pleasure. Leia especially disliked her bracelets and her bound hair, as these things only symbolized Jabba's complete possession of her.
Whenever Jabba's tail strayed too close to her thigh or back, she would protect these sensitive parts of her body with her hands, even pushing Jabba's member away at times. However, having her hands on his tail only aroused the Hutt more, for he soon wished to make her appreciate its touch and power enough to adore and massage it. Similarly, when Jabba stroked her hair and shoulders or even ventured his hands to the top of her breasts, she would squirm to avoid his loathsome touch. However, Jabba would tug her chain to bring her within his reach. At other times he would pull the leash tight enough so that Leia would again have to grasp it at with her fingers, leaving her tender skin completely open to his slimy fondling. At other times, Leia would simply ignore Jabba's jerking of her chain, or turn around and glare at him, only causing the Hutt to drool and desire the haughty princess, now a slave girl, all the more.
She hated as Jabba's scantily-clad slave girl, she was not allowed to speak without her master's permission. If she disobeyed him, such as laughing as she did when the rancor died at the hands of Luke he would pull her back and start choking her. Leia only there to be Jabba's personal slave and dressed in nothing more than a skimpy slave girl outfit she was meant to be seen and not speak, and she knew this. This kept her in her place, where Jabba believed she belonged: exposed, silent, on a leash, and available for his sexual desires. With this punishment, Leia learned to keep her mouth shut around her Hutt master for fear of this humiliating exposure.
Leia hated she was given no privacy around Jabba and his guests. Subjected to being degradation and reduced to nothing more than a sex slave to Jabba. Having been dressed in a skimpy slave outfit exposing her for all to see. Jabba kept her very close and on a very short tether. Leia only being allowed to go as far as the chain would let her. Her every action was watched by everyone ranging from the guards and patrons to Jabba himself. The utter void of privacy while on a leash made Leia feel like the lowest life form, humiliating her as the audience mocked and jeered at her exposed body.
Seeing as Jabba captured her against her own free will. Reduced to the lowest life form of them all a...slave and was forced to be a half-naked slave chained to the neck. Sexuality was a "core feature" for slaves that were owned by Jabba especially to Leia. Because she was property he chose to use Leia as a sex slave. Her sexuality was closely controlled as she was given nothing more that her skimpy slave girl outfit and made to look like a slut. She was forbidden to have any positions. As a slave girl she was not allowed anything except for what Jabba provided to Leia.
Having been a princess reduced to a sex slave. Leia was only given her slave outfit which left the slave princess no modesty. It left her completely exposed for everyone to see. Having a collar around her neck made out of gold like the rest of her outfit to show her status as a princess to everyone. She was only provided the clothes given to her by Jabba, the collar around her neck, small top that covered her nipples on her breasts, her gold plates, the Lashaa silk, her boots, arm and wrist bracelet, the small space provided for her on the dais, and her pillows to lay on. Which made Leia vulnerable as she wore nothing underneath the skirt plates with the Lasha silk hanging from them made her self-conscious for fear of exposing her most sacred body parts, and so he could easily grope her or penetrate her with his tail.
He forced Leia to go pantieless which is something he despised, removing any possibility of privacy or comfort while she wore them. It showed her off as a tease to the men in the crowd as they could see she was wearing nothing underneath her costume, but could not touch her without Jabba's permission.
Leia felt Jabba's tail against her naked leg as it swayed sideways against it, she could feel the tip of his tail against her right butt cheek as it caressed it. Leia's eyes slowly closed as she fell asleep.
Time had passed. Jabba's guests had started to begin waking up, as some of them looked at the scantily clad Leia, while she slept. Hearing the noise, she opened her eyes, glancing up, seeing everyone awake. She slowly sat up, being kept on a very short tether, as Jabba kept her chain taut. Bib had brought Jabba a glass to drink. She glanced down at her half-naked body, at the long, thick, green tail that slithered and wiggled sleepily beside her bare thigh, and at the lizard-monkey sitting in the thick, coiled base of that tail. Blushing deeply.
Some time had past. Leia sat there on the cushion of a throne.
Leia tensed as she felt the chain lift from where it was touching the back of her shoulder, tightening in the air; steeling herself against the inevitable yank the Hutt would make upon it, sooner or later, she listened as the chain jingled with Jabba's moving arm. The crowd started their festivities.
Jabba had been talking to one of his guests that he has respect for some time now while Leia sat there in her small space as he sat next to her while he spoke with Jabba.
Jabba began laughing. "Ho-Ho-ho-ho-ho, hah-hah-hah-hah-hyeaaiii." As he did, the guest briefly met Leia's gaze, then moved back up to the Hutt as he stopped laughing.
Jabba began petting her as she continually moved her head to avoid his groping while he also stroked her bare skin with the end of his slug tail.
The guest gazed at Leia's tight stomach as she breathed, watching it go up and down as she breathed. Leia could tell Jabba had gotten drunk as she noticed he got more aggressive towards her when he drank.
Hearing the chain links jingle behind her as they were pulled taut, Leia tensed. Jabba, speaking to the guest, pulling slowly back on the chain. Feeling the collar tighten on the front of her throat, Leia firmed her abdomen and tried to lean away from the Hutt, but her throat began to be crushed; closing her eyes and silently gasping for air, she rocked back towards Jabba just as he mercifully slackened the chain, and straightening, she let her breath out.
Leia moved far away from Jabba as possible to the edge of the throne that would be allowed next to Jabba's tail. Leia grabs her rear silk making sure it covers her ass crack puts it in between her inner thighs as it flowed underneath her draping down the throne cushion, her front silk skirt draped over her ankle down to the front of the cushion of the throne. Jabba shortened the length of Leia's chain keeping her on a short tether, as her whole right leg lay against Jabba's tail, to get away from the guest. The tip of Jabba's tail sways back and forth against Leia's buttocks.
Salacious next to her looks at her lustfully. Leia makes eye contact with him, giving him a face of embarrassment, She glanced down at her half-naked body, at the long, thick, green tail that slithered and wiggled beside her bare thigh.
Jabba snorted and growled in amusement. 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 before the guest had to witness her pathetically falling back upon the Hutt's huge belly. Leia was able to sit upright again. Hutt began laughing, she looked helplessly back up at Jabba as the guest looks at Leia's nearly naked form.
As Jabba and his guest continued talking to each other, Leia looked around as she saw everyone talking while, others looked at her as well. The Max Rebo Band continued to play music as the dancers danced and the signers sang. A servant walked toward Jabba but bumped into a droid dropping the glass as it shattered on the floor in front of the throne. Leia gazed down to see the mess she felt the presence of the collar around her neck as Jabba tugged her back . Putting her hand on Jabba's tail with a grip for support. Suddenly Bib was beside her with one hand on her upper arm , shooting her a surreptitious, assuring glance. Leia sighed. Jabba, for his part, was intoxicated by the power he had just demonstrated to his captive princess. One of the servants began to clean up the mess as Leia watched.
Jabba's tail moved her rear Lashaa silk exposing her butt crack, due to its constant moving, as it flowed across on top of the tip of his tail, while she maintained a grip on his tail for support, Leia finished watching the servant clean the mess.
The sound of her laughter infuriated her Hutt master, who yanked angrily on her leash more powerfully than ever. The jolt made the princess fly back against his massive bulk, but Jabba continued to pull on her chain as he shouted with rage. Leia fell into an awkward position against Jabba and began to choke. As Leia gasped and desperately pulled at her collar below him, Jabba's thick tail beat violently into her side, further punishing her for her insubordination. Only when the princess looked up at him with pleading eyes did the Hutt relent his choking grip on her leash.
Certain that he had taught her an important lesson in obedience, Jabba allowed the princess to sit up, but still kept her on a short tether. As Leia breathed air back into her aching lungs, the Hutt began to stroke her hair and shoulder to try to console himself to calm himself down.
Leia had recovered her strength enough to resist Jabba's molestation. As he ran his hand over her shoulder and dangerously close to her chest, she attempted to squirm away, only to be brought back by a firm tug on her leash.
A guest called out to Jabba asking where Leia was, I'm here!" she called out assuringly, only to be silenced by an even firmer pull from Jabba. Leia could tell the guests was massively drunk. In the time he had possessed Princess Leia as his slave, he had already come to understand her personality and strength.
The guests began ranting to Jabba in front of the crowd that was gathered around them.
Leia, seated in front of Jabba and feeling him play with her chain, 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 and then return to stroking her hair. She closed her eyes in abhorrence and then glared back backwards without turning her head.
Jabba sat there as he angerly listened to the guest rant drunkly to him. He gestured to one of his bounty hunters, as she shot the guest right there on the spot with no remorse.
Jabba began laughing. There came another firm yank on the chain. Leia didn't resist this time; she didn't even cry. With a choked gasp, she fell back on Jabba, hearing as well as feeling the fleshy plop of his gelatinous flesh as her bare back landed upon it, her head nestled into a dimple in its upper slope. Leia barely even paid attention as the Hutt's hand fell to her shoulder and began to rub it, the lizard-monkey cackling louder.