For the first several hours, Jabba kept her at her side, continuously molesting her and whispering perverse things in her ear.
After several hours had passed, some of the guards Jabba was conversing with began to talk about Leia. They stared at her with lust and bulging crotches. They spoke of Jabba's impressive domination of the princess. Both Leia and Jabba new that they were both just brown nosing with the hopes of having Leia for themselves. Jabba was conservative of Leia. He was the only one allowed to her.
Leia strained forward and opened her mouth to respond to their taunts, 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. Or perhaps not so surprisingly, since she knew it was packed with several layers of powerful muscle necessary to propel the Hutt on and off his throne and through the chambers of his palace. 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, and, for a moment, was awed into submission by his might.
Sensing Leia's defeated posture, Jabba turned towards her and spoke gently-but mockingly-to her. "Stubborn, aren't we, princess?, She looked at her master ashamed as most of the guests laughing mocked her.
Jabba eventually released her leash, finally letting the princess get away from him. As Leia made her way to the windows, she passed between the men who had taunted her as she took up a position by one of the windows. As the princess walked away from him, Jabba admired her scantily clad body: the swaying of her Lashaa skirt as it exposed the sinuous movements of her hips and rear, the pendulum motion of her braid as it swayed sideways while she walked. Then he returned to conversing with his men.
Thankfully though, she was able to gaze out the window, and placed her hand on the railing of the window. Gazing at the vast vacuum of space.
Leia glances at Jabba, as he makes eye contact with her. Licking his lips looking at her lustfully, keeping her chain taut. Leia looks back out the window. Leia trying to ignore the men and women groping her from behind as they passed, and the crude catcalls they'd shout when they caught a glimpse of her nudity.
Leia noticed some star ships passing by. 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 forming a camel toe, and making her butt cheeks clench together.
As she stood there, several members of Jabba's court who had been staring at her in lust earlier came close to Leia. Just then, she heard Jabba behind her beckoning for her again in Huttese: "I love my, Leia," he purred.
Leia ignored the Hutt's deep, gurgling voice, hoping Jabba would leave her alone. But a soft tug on her leash told her this was not to be the case. She turned back to glare at him and then carried on looking out the window, feeling that she had made a royal statement.
But the princess's resistance only amused Jabba and increased his lust for her. As the Hutt continued to gaze at her bare backside and curves through her translucent thin skirt that covered her butt crack and flowed in between her legs, his mouth began to water uncontrollably with desire, mucus and saliva dripping down his many chins, while his long tail throbbed in anticipation.
Leia didn't know how long it would take to get to Nal Hutta but it felt like it was taking forever for her. She didn't know long it had been since her capture to Jabba. She still had not gotten used to the fact that she was a slave to Jabba and forced to wear this wretched outfit that he forced her to wear, and collared to the neck with a chain attached to it.
Leia glanced and gazed around to see whatever was doing. She noticed some of the dancers were giving some of the guests lap dances as they drank and said profanities, but was at least thankful she didn't have to do such things.
Jabba slobbered at the thought of his possession of the princess, then drank from his goblet, which gave him an idea: another lesson in obedience to teach his feisty slave.
Leaning back and using his tremendous mass, Jabba pulled harder on Leia's leash than she could resist, forcing the gasping, scantily-clad princess to run back to him to relieve the pressure around her tender neck.
"Ow!" Leia exclaimed breathlessly, as she ran to her master and leapt up onto Jabba's throne and braced herself against the side of his belly with her hands and pressing her soft tummy against Jabba, which slid across his oily snake skin. Repulsed, she was about to pull away when she felt Bib Fortuna's hand with its sharp nails press against her back.
As Jabba opened his wide grinning mouth she turned her head away, expecting his disgusting tongue to follow. But instead of licking her, the Hutt began to speak: "Don't stay too far, my lovely."
Still attempting to get her air back, Leia could only gaze weakly up into the Hutt's reptilian eyes, whose pupils widened as they leered at her. She tried to process what Jabba meant, but knew he was just enjoying her humiliation, and then noticed that he was moving his ornate drinking cup towards her which still had strands of the Hutt's saliva clinging to the edges.
Her eyes moved from the cup he offered her back to his great orange eyes, which pierced her and made her question her resolve. Sensing her stunned state, Jabba let go of the princess's chain and quickly grasped her arm firmly. He then moved the cup even closer to her luscious lips.
"Drink," he commanded. The combination of his fiery gaze and deep, overpowering voice left Leia with no choice but to comply. She raised her free arm and reached for the cup. Rather than let it go, though, Jabba guided it and her hand to her mouth and squeezed her arm gently but firmly with his other hand.
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.
Leia groaned in disgust as his tongue creeped up towards her face; The sight of her face alone would be enough to drive a male mad with uncontrollable lust, and Jabba savored the fact that she was his to take. To ease his lust, Jabba ran his finger down Leia's tummy, into her bellybutton, poking her sexy cute, bellybutton, before running his finger in circles around it.
Then he quickly slid his slimy hand up the line that divided her abdomen toward the top of the bikini, squeezing his fat hand under her small bra cup that covered her nipple, squeezing Leia's boob and then toying with her nipple. Leia let out a long groan, trying to ignore the pleasure Jabba was getting from her body.
This action only fueled Jabba's intense sexual desire. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her in closer, while she squirmed and fought against his stinking mass. He purred as he moved his hand to her rear, reaching under her rear skirt that only covered her crack. He used his fat finger to stroke her beautiful crack, slowly and deliberately. Leia moaned in utter disgust; she thought she might vomit from the stench of this putrid creature alone.
Jabba stopped, giving Leia a look of satisfaction. Stood next to her master as the festivities continued. The crime lord having a clear view of her backside, tightens his grip on the chain keeping her on a very short tether and very taut. Lea feels the cold chain run down her upper part of her back. Jabba plays with the tight short tether, it pulls Leia back slightly each time.
Jabba scans Leia's nearly half naked form 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 snake armband on her left 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 in between her legs just above her ankles, showing off her legs, and at the hip fasterners that were made of two separate pieces on each hip to made 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 ass 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 utter humiliation.
Jabba noticing the distraught princess, pulls on her chain, to get her attention, but Leia ignores it. Jabba jerks on it this time. Leia turns to face him. Jabba turns to the scantily clad Leia. Jabba with a face of confidence moves his hand caressing her naked back, comforting Leia.
Jabba drinks from his goblet. Leia can feel Jabba's hand that was against her rear now stroking her buttocks, causing them to clench together, due to the coldness of the chain that is inside Jabba's hand, as he strokes her butt cheeks.
Leia keeping her composure as Jabba strokes her buttocks, and knowing Jabba most likely not paying attention to anyone that is talking to him as people mock and jeer at Leia.
Jabba looking at his scantily clad slave princess, very much enjoying the view of her semi-nude body, Leia, feeling the collar pressing against her neck . Leia tries to ignore the slight tugs on her chain; Leia feeling a bit cold her breasts are firmer. Her buttocks clenched together, as Jabba continues to stroke them. Jabba enjoys the view he has of Leia. Licking his lips.
Leia looked around as everyone interacted with each other. Longing that freedom she once had having to speak freely when she wanted to speak, but her only interaction was with Jabba who constantly molested and groped her, tugged and yanked on her chain and dressed in a skimpy slave outfit that mocked her. That was her formal interaction.
Jabba pampered her by allowing her to lie on huge pillows on his throne, and sometimes offered her a drink from his ornate cup. Her costume was priceless, being made out of gold in many parts. As Jabba's slave, Leia was offered decadent pleasures, when Jabba allowed it. Jabba did let Leia wear "appropriate" clothing that was provided to her by Jabba as he saw fit for his slave. Although Leia is his slave Jabba was fascinated by her as she was a princess and leader of the rebel alliance.
He kept her chain taut at all times keeping the half-naked princess close to him at all times on a small spot on the throne. Jabba saw Leia as his most prized slave, as Leia was a princess. With the status of a princess he treated her differently than the other slaves he had. Jabba is over protective of her. He kept her on a very short tether on the dais with Leia only sitting on a small space in front of him, and the chain taut at all times. As he does not want anyone harm her. Which she was somewhat thankful for, but did not like her life as a slave to Jabba.
She hated how Jabba took humiliating her with pride knowing he had made a princess a slave. He flaunted her in front of everyone mocking Leia, yanking, and pulling her chain to demonstrate his power over the half-naked princess in front of his guests, and henchmen, causing her to choke and gag for air as he would feel her nearly nude body against his.
She was safe in his hands, but living the life of a slave. Leia heard a couple men standing behind Jabba talking about her mockingly. As Jabba's finger caressed her birthmark. Jabba turned to Leia with his goblet in hand, she knew he was offering her a sip from his goblet. She placed one hand on the handle of the goblet, while the other on Jabba's hand as it gripped the cup. Leia looks at Jabba as she drinks from the goblet, Jabba giving Leia a devilish smile. He releases the goblet from her mouth. Leia places both hands at her side.
Jabba continues to caress her back, as she stands there silently in her place. Glancing at Jabba with her dolled up face. Leia adjusts her hip fasteners and small plates hanging from the front and back side into their proper place, as Jabba laughed at her mockingly speaking to her in Huteese "Princess that won't do any good" as she glares at him.
Bib approaches Jabba telling him the Pod race he requested is about to start. Jabba commands Bib to turn on the hologram, for everyone to see the event in the center of the room. He looks at the scantily clad Leia commanding her to sit down.
Leia moved at the edge of the throne as far away from Jabba as possible that he would allow. She adjusted the rear skirt covering her ass crack, then placing it underneath her body letting the skirt drape down the throne, and putting the front skirt over her ankle as the front skirt draped in front of the throne. Leia adjusted her top making sure it was covering her nipples, as that's what it was only meant to cover. Sitting herself in her regal pose in front of her master.
The lights dimmed on Jabba's Star Jewel, as the pod race was about to commence. Jabba puts one hand on her shoulder fondling it.
Jabba's tongue hung out of his mouth as he panted with excitement, his other hand beginning to explore her as well. Leia forced her eyes shut and allowed him to aggressively grope her body. He grunted suddenly, directing his attention back to Leia. At this, she forced herself to look at him, though the confusion on her face was apparent. Jabba found himself nodding again tightening his grip on her chain.
She felt a tug on her chain and looked back at Jabba again, a new pod appearing out of the corner oonscreen. Jabba laughed. Leia wanted to watch the race but Jabba was not allowing it. Jabba had gotten aggressive the more he drank, as it bothered Leia because she had to put up with his lechery.
Leia watching the race through the holograms Jabba with the chain in his right hand keeping Leia on very short tether. Leia could hear Jabba's men and guests inside as they cheered and enjoying the entertainment. Leia was glad she was left alone, as it was good that he wasn't taking advantage of her. But the outfit was not helping; Leia was a bit chili due to the coldness, as at time she felt warm then cold, because the breeze would pass by every now and again in the Star Jewel. Leia felt a tug as she looked back, Jabba was watching the pod race.
Jabba kept Leia's chain very taut as she could feel his hand against her naked back, and the tightness of the chain. Leia felt uncomfortable with Jabba stroking her back, licking his lips as he stroked her back. Jabba moves the chain to his left hand, gazes down at Leia's birthmark and starts caressing her lower right back, giving it a slight tug pulling her back, with annoyance Leia struggles to keep her composure as he has her chain pulled back while caressing her lower right back.
Jabba's hand slowly works its way up to Leia's shoulder, caressing it aggressively; Leia struggles as she tries avoiding Jabba's hand as it caresses her shoulder. The more she fights it the more he aggressively caressing her naked shoulder. Jabba slightly pulls on Leia's chain. Leia glares back in annoyance. One of Jabba's men glances at Leia as she watches the pod race. He makes a gesture with his hand with a finger going in an out a circle, signifying he wants her. Leia looks down in embarrassment. Jabba playing with Leia's chain as it dangles across her naked back.
Her energy, and her will to fight him had been drained. Jabba could feel this, and reached down and rubbed her shoulder as she rolled her eyes. Jabba was pleased to have broken her down. Looking down at her as he rubbed her shoulder, he looked down her small bra cups at her supple breasts, and then her long smooth legs.
Some time had passed.
Jabba lazily smoked his hookah while he held his beautiful slave close to him. Throughout the day Jabba whispered his lustful thoughts to her. "You are the greatest lover I have ever possessed. Your beauty is unmatched by any slave I've ever owned.
Leia ignored his, words, his touching, and lust all day. She had bigger problems at the moment. She was slightly intoxicated from the wine, unable to fight back. She leaned back against Jabba as his oily hand stroked her face.