"Beautiful." Jabba thought out loud. Everything about her was perfect. "My slave, take her to the harem. Get her cleaned up."
"Certainly, Master." The slave replied in as enticing a voice she could provide. She gently led Leia by the arms out of the room and towards the harem.
Leia didn't know where she was going, but she was glad to be leaving this room at the very least. She still felt the eyes of everyone in the room on her back until they exited.
The Twi'lek guided her down many hallways until they entered a rather luxurious large room. She couldn't take in her surroundings as she was guided to a door that looked to house a smaller room, perhaps a bathroom or a closet.
They went through to see it was actually a shower room. Besides, she fancied the idea of a shower after the Hutt had licked her.
The slave girl turned on the shower, and Leia was pleasantly surprised to feel it was nice and warm. She then proceeded to rub some blue liquid from what Leia assumed to be a shampoo bottle all over her body, from just beneath her eyes to the very bottom of her toes, paying extra attention to her breasts, arms, legs and her crotch. Leia inhaled and groaned her discomfort, but the slave girl didn't stop for a second. With her swift hands the job was quickly done.
Leia then started to feel a tingling sensation in certain parts of her body.
Ericka the slave girl turned off the shower shortly after that and brought her back to the larger room. She guided her towards a vanity mirror on a small table, piled with multi-coloured bottles, and a chair with straps was in front of it.
Sit." The slave girl told her. Leia, not seeing any benefits in the idea of running, just decided to obey. She sat in the surprisingly comfortable chai. The slave girl turned to the multi-coloured bottles, apparently looking for one in particular that didn't seem to be there. She examined them all twice over, but she just looked confused. Mumbling a complaint in Twi'leki, she told Leia "Wait" and left to retrieve what she sought.
She looked around the room for closer examination. But she could tell the walls were decorated with fine draperies and the carpet beneath her felt quite nice on her feet.
Lovely, isn't it?" A voice called to her from behind the vanity mirror. Leia jumped at the sound and looked to find the source. What she saw was a beautiful red-haired woman, dressed in a revealing blue costume with blue netting across her upper body, with blue silk to cover her ample chest, along with flowing blue silk veils along her arms and the front and back of her waistline, complete with black leather knee-socks that went from thigh to shin.
At that point, Mara's lips came down devastatingly fast on Leia's own, crushing them like her life depended on it and her tongue invaded Leia's mouth like a starving predator. Leia could do nothing except moan in protest, seeing as she was strapped down and Mara's hands and sharp fingernails prevented any head movement.
Their lips smacked as Mara separated and let it all sink in for the captive princess. Leia was glaring daggers at the woman who she felt had taken advantage of the situation, despite whatever claims others would make about her predicament.
Mara smiled and started to unravel herself from Leia. "See you around , sister." Finishing off with a wink, she stood up, granting Leia a lovely close-up view of her bosom. Mara stood back two paces before blowing her a kiss and walking away, making sure her hips swayed just right.
Hearing more footsteps, Leia looked and saw the Twi'lek had returned.
Leia rolled her eyes, mentally complaining that this was just getting better and better.
The harem girl turned back to the vanity and picked up some objects Leia recognised as makeup appliers. Sighing quietly so as not to hear more speeches from the Twi'Lek, Leia allowed her to do what she had to do.
She proceeded to apply the makeup where she desired, and it barely took her any time at all. She stepped back and let Leia know she was finished.
Leia opened her eyes, and what she saw staring back at her in the mirror was a sight to behold; her eyes were given eyeliner and her eyelashes were given mascara, almost making them glow with beauty. Her cheekbones were decorated with bluish eyeshadow and her cheeks were given plenty of blush. Best of all were her lips, painted with a glossy cherry red lipstick that made them look delicious.
In just about any other situation, Leia would be pleased with just how stunning she looked. But sadly she had to remind herself that this was all being done for the perverse desires of a Hutt, and thus she could feel no pride.
"And now, the costume!" the harem girlsaid as she walked towards the gold bundle from before. Leia huffed and decided to follow her.
"There we go." the said as she slid the snake arm band into place on Leia's arm. The harem girl stood back to examine her work, while the princess looked at her reflection in the vanity mirror.
She saw it was like her old one, the chastity plate was even crotch pate just covering her vagina. Worse still, it had no covering veils. Leia saw in horror that the bikini had no straps.
After her bikini was put on, Leia realized her ass had no cover whatsoever. The bra and small crescent moon chastity plate were the same design as her old outfit but extremely small
The Bra was just two small cups that covered her nipples and left her back completely bare like her previous outfit. The small chastity plate still resembled a woman's anatomy and only covered her woman hood leaving her butt completely exposed.
She was also given her Jerba leather boots lined with gold. She was also given two arm bracelets, one for her wrist, the other for her upper arm. Both felt cold against her fair milky skin, and both strapped to her body as soon as they were attached; they would never come off. She was then given beautiful golden earrings, and hair clips, while her hair was done up in a bun with a long braid of her brown hair, held in place with a golden hair fastener, with a few hairs loose in front of her ears to help frame her beautified face. Her neck was also encased her golden collar.
All in all, Leia was appalled. This costume represented everything she hated. Subjugation, slavery, perversity, invasion of privacy, there was nothing about this costume that could make her regard it in a positive way.
The harem girl explained to her " Jabba's brother Grappa The Hutt requires Jabba's slave girls to wear this type of outfit in his presence."
She hated the bikini because she wore just a small chastity plate that only covered her woman hood and it resembled a woman's anatomy. Also she hated that it left her back completely bare exposing her ample butt cheeks as now everyone can see them fully exposed.
She hated her top as it was nothing more than two small cups that covered her nipples.
Leia was having to quickly get used to the costume.
After another winding journey through many hallways, Leia again found herself in the Main Audience Chamber. Another party was being held, and it seemed that the main event was a three-person coordinated dance, consisting of a Theelin, a Rodian and another Twi'Lek.
While most of the attention was focused on the trio of dancing girls, Leia could actually feel the eyes of Jabba's goons on her as she and harem girl entered the room. She desperately wanted to cover herself, but so much of her skin was exposed to the cool air of the room. If she attempted to cover herself, she'd achieve nothing.
Both the song and the dance routine came to a close, and the trio of dancers finished in a bowing position to their Hutt Master. They were met with applause and a pleased belch-like laugh from Jabba. "Well done my lovelies. As pleasing as the first days." Jabba remarked, earning happy smiles from the three slaves.
The harem girl saw this as an opportunity and walked forward, bringing Leia with her. Leia noted that the serum in her ears had definitely worked. She knew very little Huttese, yet she could understand what Jabba said entirely. The same for many of the other species in the room. She could hear the goons talk about how delicious Jabba's slaves looked and how many perverse deeds they would do to them if given the opportunity. She could understand what every single one of them was saying.
Jabba's eyes roamed to the returning slave and princess, and his eyes bulged in their sockets and turned to slits. "My, my . . . It does seem our guest of honour has returned." He announced, bringing the attention of every occupant in the room to Leia. The goons and bounty hunters made a few noises and comments of how inviting and daring the princess looked in that outfit. "And dressed for the occasion too! Ho, ho, ho! My bother will enjoy the princess in his attire Lynn designed for her the princess although I much prefer her outfit she always wears for me but this will do until we leave to wear her usual outfit, but she look amazing" Jabba laughed, which Salacious echoed with his own high pitched cackle.
Leia couldn't help but recoil. It was bad enough for her to feel the Hutt's hands on her body , but now to feel them on her bare skin was disturbing to say the least. His strength was still margins above hers, so she couldn't escape his grasp even with her greatest efforts. She could offer no resistance when he extended his tongue to taste her bare skin. If she had her voice, she probably would have screamed, or at the very least groaned. But Jabba wasn't allowing it, so Jabba's molestations were met only with silence, and twisting and turning.
Jabba had apparently noticed how much attention she was giving the crevice, and chuckled to bring her attention back to him. Leia turned her head slightly to look at him, and was met with his sinister smile. "Admiring the Ysalamiri? Useful creatures, especially when facing a Jedi." Jabba said to her.
"I'm sure my lovely is very tired, just as we all are." Jabba announced to everyone in the room. "Let us rest and continue the festivities in the morning. Leia, not able to use her voice, couldn't voice her protestation. Jabba, with his hands still on her belly, pulled her down to sit on the cushions just in front of his belly on the dais. Leia huffed and complied, finding a position that was relatively comfortable for the time being.
The occupants all found a place on the ground to rest, while Jabba remained where he lounged. The slaves returned to the harem and the servant droids found their places around the Star Jewel.
"Hey pretty pretty!" She heard the aforementioned tiny brown creature jitter to her.. You be Jabba's most prized slut! Huehuehuehahaha!"
Leia, very insulted by the perverse little thing, kicked him squarely in the chest. Salacious screeched at the pain and yelled at her. "Hey! No! You slave! Me better than you! You no do that, slut!"
A painful and sharp tug from her chain caused Leia to stop breathing. She rasped as she looked up into Jabba's angry eyes, staring right into her soul. "You will not harm your betters kahnkee. I am your Master, and he is your superior. Apologise!" Jabba said as he released her, giving her voice back to her again.
After catching her breath, Leia looked at the Kawakian Monkey Lizard, who was waiting impatiently for her to speak. "Go on! Hurry up! Say sorry! Say sorry!" He said to her.
Leia choked as Jabba violently pulled on her chain again, his spare hand pressing Leia down so he could strangle her even more. Leia was suffocating, and just as she was on the brink of passing out, Jabba released her. Leia collapsed against Jabba's greasy skin as she inhaled and exhaled in great amounts.
Satisfied with his pet, Jabba stroked Leia's shoulder as she began to get as comfortable as she could with his presence. With Jabba's steady heartbeat in her ear, and Jabba's skin acting a slimy but soft pillow and mattress all in one, the princess was eventually lulled to sleep.
So deep in fact that she didn't feel Jabba's hand continue to stroke her shoulder as she went into unconsciousness. Jabba was admiring her sleeping form, memorising everything about his slave princes, her every curve, the size of her assets, the colour of her hair, the feel of her skin, and with the costume and makeup helping emphasise her radiance, she seemed absolutely perfect.
The Palace was quiet in the early hours of the day, though not deathly silent. The snores and the light breathing of all the Palace occupants produced small peaceful noise within the Main Audience Chamber.
The Star Jewel was quiet in the early hours of the day, though not deathly silent. The snores and the light breathing of all the Palace occupants produced small peaceful noise within the Main Audience Chamber.
Jabba, as always, lounged on his dais with his eyes shut and his mouth slightly agape, plenty of slime still sliding from his lips and his nose. His hand was grasped around the chain, holding it very strongly even when unconscious. His mind pleasing his sleeping form with a lovely dream about his slave.
Leia was lying just in front of Jabba's belly, the cold air of space night constantly interrupting her attempts of sleep. As tired as she was, she couldn't fall asleep again as Jabba's tail was rubbing her leg ever so gently. She didn't dare move, as it would likely awaken her new master and he would be most displeased if his sleep was interrupted. And she would be the one to receive his ire.
She didn't appreciate the grotesque feeling of Jabba's tail on her leg, or how softly it stroked her, almost as if it was an intimate gesture. Worse still, it seemed to want to inch it's way up her thigh and proceed to her more feminine areas. She decided to place her hand right in between the tail and her leg, preventing it any access whatsoever, though not preventing it's gentle stroking.
Her sad thoughts stopped when she heard a cooing noise coming from behind her. She turned to look at the source and found that Salacious Crumb was awake now, his head alarmingly close to her thigh. She was disgusted to find that he appeared to be sniffing the area! She was about to back away from him and possibly even kick the Kawakian Monkey Lizard away again, but then she remembered what had happened last night, the collar and chain around her neck Jabba had used to torture her with. Her neck still ached, and she fears there might have been a bruise there now. With a collar-silenced grumble, she found she had no choice but to tolerate his presence. The perverted little Court Jester continued to sniff and stare around her thigh, knowing she couldn't move from her position and taking full advantage of it.
Behind Salacious, Leia could see one of Jabba's harem girls half asleep, her back fully pressed into Jabba's greasy flesh and a smile of pure content on her face as her hands lightly rubbed his skin, similar to how his tail was rubbing Leia's leg.
Leia shook her head, still unable to comprehend how someone like the slave girl could think of someone like Jabba as a wonderful master. Sure, Threepio thought that way, but he had been reprogrammed to. But the harem girl , she'd come to regard Jabba that way on her own. That's what it appeared to be like anyway.
As time went by she began to hear another noise, the voice of one Bib Fortuna, sounding annoyed as he seemed to be arguing with somebody. Even with the translation serum, she couldn't hear the conversation clearly. But her attention was bought when a familiar voice replied to Bib. "I must speak with Jabba."
She sat up slightly and gave the conversation her full attention, concentrating all her efforts on hearing what they were saying.
"What is your meeting about?" Bib asked him before turning around to look into the Main Audience Chamber, relieved to see Jabba still asleep. He turned back to look at the smuggler. "My master is asleep but I will wake him up, Bib told him, adamant in obeying his master's commands.
"You will take me to Jabba, now!" the smuggler whispered. She wished desperately she could tell him about the Ysalamiri above Jabba's dais.
Bib Fortuna just scoffed and shook his head at the Jedi. " come with me." He turned around and went back into the Main Audience Chamber. He followed Fortuna into the Chamber.
Sensing his presence, a number of guards began to awaken, the sounds of a few yawns and grunts echoing about the room as they got ready for whatever business this newcomer was here for.
With joining the room, Leia sat up straight with the poise of a princess. Even in this indignant slave outfit she was going to show her confident side when in the presence of Jabba's guests.
From under the hood, the smuggler couldn't help himself as his eyes roamed over Leia's exposed body. He couldn't lie, he had found her attractive he could only ever describe her as beautiful. With the golden slave outfit accentuating her natural beauty, he had a sudden difficulty on concentrating.
Leia tried to indicate for the smuggler to look upwards with her eyes alone, not wanting to incur the wrath of Jabba's many guards. But the smuggler seemed to be distracted by her luscious body. She found herself cursing her predicament even more so than before.
Threepio noticed the stranger stand in the middle of the room. He appeared to be a human, covered from head to toe in a large black cloak with a hood. Threepio instantly believed this man to be troublesome, and silently prayed that his master would deal with him.
An audible groan came from the opening maw of Jabba the Hutt as he woke up from his rather pleasant dream. Leia felt the grip on the chain tighten, and an increase in the rate of which Jabba's tail was rubbing her leg.
Bib Fortuna turned to give his master an apologetic look, before quickly bowing in respect and sorrow. "Forgive me my liege, I didn't mean to . . . "
"Who is this?" Jabba growled, his eyes focusing now on the smuggler in the room.
Bib Fortuna turned to look at Luke, fixing the hooded man with a scornful glare. "He's the smuggler you had scheduled a meeting a while back." smuggler showed no reaction whatsoever.
Jabba's angry eyes switched quickly between both his Major-domo and the smuggler. "I told you not to admit him while I am asleep, Fortuna!" He said accusingly.
Bib turned to look at Jabba again. "I tried to stop him excellency, but . . . "
"I must be allowed to speak" the smuggler said.
Jabba, "I don't like you came while I asleep," Jabba furious.
Jabba told him forcefully, pulling on Leia's chain to emphasise his point.
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.
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 as he bellowed.
Leia felt herself grin inwardly as she realized what was going on. Jabba, however, was not so amused.
The first quick tug on the chain came, and Leia threw a glare over her shoulder. "Ooooaaah," the Hutt growled in annoyance, and there was a grunt and the rustle of cloth, likely from some kind of physical outburst he was making upon Bib. "You stupid fool!" The lizard-monkey began cackling, and the Hutt snarled, There was the sudden shifting of flesh, and then Bib cried out and grunted in pain as he was thrown onto the floor.
At this demand, Jabba began laughing. "Ho-Ho-ho-ho-ho, hah-hah-hah-hah-hyeaaiii." As he did, the smuggler 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 smuggler told Jabba he could purchase the slave girl for the amount he offered him before.
Hearing the chain links jingle behind her as they were pulled taut, Leia tensed. "I will purchase it for cheaper than I said," Jabba said, 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 her butt cheeks clenched together as her stomach tightened just as he mercifully slackened the chain, and straightening, she let her breath out.
"Nevertheless you will give me what you offered," The smuggler said, stepping slowly closer to the throne, several guards moving in behind him. "You will give me the slave as promised. You can either profit by this...or I will have someone take care of you." He waited a moment, and when no interruption or response came, he added, "We have been doing business for some time now Jabba, I would very much not like to ruin our business together."
Jabba snorted and growled at this, his amusement gone.
"BAH!" Jabba snarled, and before Leia could ponder the terrifying possibilities of what Threepio had started saying, 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 smuggler had to witness her pathetically falling back upon the Hutt's huge belly. "You are right, young man" Jabba barked, and Leia was able to sit upright again.
"You will get your slave and leave. I do not like being disturbed in my sleep, Fetch him the slave as promised."
YANK!
Jabba tugged the chain very hard then, and with a choked cry, Leia fell back on his fleshy belly, the sound of her impact lost in the racket of the outraged, horrified, cries of the audience around her. As Jabba began barking orders, Leia took the opportunity to push herself upright again, but then Jabba tugged again, harder, choking her. Grabbing the collar and shaking her head, Leia fought against her cruel captor, but Jabba was too strong for her, and kept her struggling upon his belly as he shouted, "Bring me that slave right now!.
As several guards scattering to obey -Leia gagged and kicked her bare legs about, trying to allow some kind of slack on the chain.
"Talk droid!" Jabba bellowed, and Threepio came meekly over. "Translate this to him..." As he spoke, he slackened the chain enough for Leia to push herself upright, coughing and gagging...but then she faltered, her eyes widening as she listened to just what he wanted Threepio to say. Her heart sank; she was mortified. There was no way the Hutt was telling the truth, was there? Surely, he was exaggerating the notion of-
Jabba gave a warning tug to the chain, and Leia tensed. "Worry not, my pet," he said with playful cruelty, "you will still be staying with me for quite some time my beautiful princess..."
Leia's skin crawling at the thought, she realized something: regardless of her value to the Hutt as a hostage, she was being treated as something of a pet to him, wasn't she? Just a source of entertainment and affection, a companion for his whims-no more, and no less. For a moment, she almost felt sorry for it.
The guards brought in the smugglers slave girl.
Jabba, "now you will leave smuggler with your slave, I do not like my sleep interrupted.
She heard Jabba's wet mouth as he licked his lips, the chain was tugged; she closed her eyes and rocked back, but it was just a passing yank, and she glared out of the corner of her eye as she leaned forward.
The smuggler left with his slave, boarding the ship he had come on.
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 watchs 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 lowers his gaze to her exposed buttocks 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, 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.
Salacious scans her nearly naked form 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. 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 then slowly goes down her naked back looking at her birthmark on her lower right back, licking his lips, 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.
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 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, a small gold plate that covered her vagina, 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 just a small gold pate that covered her vagina exposing her rear that made her self-conscious for fear of exposure her most sacred body parts, and so he could easily grope her or penetrate her with his tail.
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 he 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 against her rear 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. Everyone has a clear view of her exposed buttocks as she is reclined back,. 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. Leia leaned forward looking down at the dead body that layed before her. Jabba glanced down at her naked back and birthmark on her lower right back, and rear, licking his lips. Leia restrained by her chain, Bib approached her, giving her a look of not to worry. He gazed at her nearly naked form. Looking at her small gold plate that covers her vagina, working his way up looking at her tight navel and stomach then at her tight firm breasts covered with the two small bra cups covering her nipples. Leia looks at Bib as he licks his lips, as he moves his hand down her naked back.
Poising to flee, she felt the presence of the collar around her neck as Jabba tugged her back. Bib was beside her, shooting her a surreptitious, assuring glance. She sighed deeply to restore her spirits.
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 bulk, but Jabba still did not stop pulling.
As his slave girl gasped and desperately pulled at her collar below him. His thick tail beat violently into her side. Many of guests looked lustfully at Leia's body reclined back on Jabba as she was being choked they all glanced at her exposed butt cheeks with only her the small gold crescent moon plate cover her vagina, they could see a camel toe formed underneath the plate due to the coldness, as she struggled against Jabba. Most of them mocked at her in humiliation as they looked at struggling princess lustfully.
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. Weakened and spent, Leia could offer the mighty Jabba no resistance.
Leia could see Jabba's interactions from the corner of her eye, his hand holding a goblet filled with alcohol. Between all the 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.
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, showing off her legs, exposing her hips. Lastly, Jabba looks at her rear 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.
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 abhorennce and then glared back backwards without turning her head.
Leia watched the party go on. Leia stood next to Jabba as her chain dangles on her naked back.
Beside her sat two Jawas as well, one of whom she had seen fanning the Hutt before. They too leaned against Jabba's tail, but at its curled up, thinner end. Jabba kept Leia on an extremely short tether and constantly rubbed her back with lust while talking to the guards in front of him, who gazed at his luscious prize. They spoke of his impressive domination of the princess. One guard 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 up in her regal pose.
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.
Eventually Jabba release Leia's leash and she moved forward, passing between the men who had taunted her, and taking up a position by one of the Star Jewels windows. As the princess walked away from him, he admired her scantily clad body: her exposed buttocks and the sinuous movements of her hips, the pendulum motion of her braid as it danced across her stomach. Then he returned to conversing with his men about the excitement to come.
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 as they slowly approached Nal Hutta.
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 plate 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.
"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.
As the princess walked away from him, he admired her scantily clad body: the movements of her exposed hips and rear, the pendulum motion of her braid as it danced across her back. Then he returned to conversing with his men about the excitement to come.
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.
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, hardening her nipples, while also making her vagina tight underneath the small crotch plate, and making her butt cheeks clench together. Tessek the quid like creature One of Jabba's men approaches Leia. Leia noticing his facial features of Tessek The Quarren squid-like with four facial tentacles which protruded from their lower jaw. He had a pair of deep, turquoise eyes and finned hands with suction-tipped fingers, who had two long protrusions that extended from either side of their faces, and gill-like structures that were actually hearing organs. Leia glances at him and as she is about to respond suddenly Jabba tugs on it, silencing her, reminding her of her place.
Tessek 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." Looking at him in disgust, not understanding what he was saying to her but knew he was lusting for her.
He pokes at her birthmark on her lower right back, then pokes it again, Leia stares back at him not saying then, just giving him an expression of annoyance.
But a soft tug on her leash told her this was not to be the case. She turned back to glare at Jabba then back at Tessek as he , then carried on looking out the window, feeling that she had made a royal statement.
Tessek caresses Leia's soft naked back as she looks outside the window, gazing at the planets they pass.
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, hardening her nipples, while also making her vagina tight forming a camel toe, as the crotch plate only covered the front part of her vagina, and making her butt cheeks clench together.
A handful of men surrounded her mocking her while they enjoyed the view of the nearly naked princess's body, one of them pointing out that they could see part of the her vagina from what the gold plate didn't cover from underneath.
Leia glances at Jabba, as he makes eye contact with her. Licking his lips looking at her lustfully, keeping her chain taut. She looks back out the window. Leia trying to ignore the men and women crude catcalls they'd shout at her.
Tessek playing with her braid as it dangled on her naked back moved it across her shoulder as it dangled against her stomach. Leia looking at him with disgust wishing Jabba would command him to stop but he was distracted talking to his goons.
Tessek continues to caress the nearly naked Leia, with his hand going down her tight stomach, with one finger going around in circles around her navel. Leia feeling humiliated, as she did not like being especially by Jabba but she couldn't do anything about her situation, she is a slave, nearly naked and chained to the neck.
Although still not completely broken. 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 Leia. Because Leia was property he chose to use Leia as a sex slave.
Leia's sexuality was closely controlled as she was given nothing more that her skimpy slave girl outfit and made to look like a slut. Leia 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, her boots, arm and wrist bracelet, the small space provided for her on the dais, and her pillows to lay on.
Jabba believed she belonged: exposed, silent, on a leash, and available for his sexual desires.
But a soft tug on her leash told her this was not to be the case. Jabba commanded Tessek to stop touching her, She turned back to glare at him and then carried on looking out the window.
The Star Jewel started descending slowly into Nal Hutta. Leia looks at the vast cities from the atmosphere. Last she had reports on Nal Hutta that it was the main hub for the criminal underworld during the rebellion. This would be her first coming to this planet. As the Star Jewel slowly descended she could see the swampy planet with its lush jungle world, but could see in some parts of the planet it was polluted and barren. The Star Jewel descended on to land as it passed through the barren wasteland. Leia saw that mining workers as labor slaves from other planets the Hutts had conquered.
Not only was she hopeless but she could see the harsh life the Hutts put on people that were treated as slave workers, upon reflecting her life as Jabba's slave girl, with nothing more than being degraded by the vile Hutt.
A moment later the chain pulled slightly, and she turned and glared back at Jabba; still drunk, still drinking, he mumbled something and chuckled; if anything, the tug was an accident, and Leia turned back to the window. The men laughed at her degradation.
A hard, painful tug on Leia's chain brought her back from the window with a choked yelp. Leia staggered back, as her front small crescent moon crotch plate moved in between her legs, as everyone saw her exposed body, comments were made about her, as she made her run to Jabba, grabbing at the collar and twisting instinctively around to avoid being choked again. She grunted as she almost ran into someone, almost fell forward; she caught herself, took a big leap up onto the throne—
—and only as she rose up before Jabba did she realize what she was doing, even after all her impassioned awakening of hate of the Hutt. All at once, she straightened and pressed her half nearly-naked body into his, dimpling his belly with knee and pelvis alike, her plait whipping round her bare shoulders to the side of her bosom, the wet squishing sound of pulpy, greasy, slime-dribbled and wine-slippery flesh most repulsively loud as it pressed against her—and she against it.
She had obeyed him like she would have on any other occasion…because it was what she was supposed to do. She closed her eyes from the shame she felt pressing against her where disgusting Huttese flesh did not, opening them only when she suddenly felt something touching her back—something rough and narrow and sharp somehow—and she realized suddenly that it was a hand. She dared not look to see to whom it belonged; she had a guess that Bib and Jabba had laid aside their differences, and that the majordomo was trying to be of assistance once again. Jabba's men gathered around to see the princess drink from Jabba's goblet.
Leia turned and saw that his goblet was once again full, and he held it closely to their faces in a shaky hand. Leia glanced at Jabba's mouth, watching for any other words, then turned to look at his huge amber eyes. His wrinkled lids narrowed, causing his irises to swell into dark pits, and then they shifted slightly to the right. Leia followed them, saw they were looking at the goblet…
...which he curiously held sideways…
held it up to her lips, his hand over her shoulder pushing her closer, Leia put her right hand on his big chubby hand, that contained the drink, Jabba tipping it so the liquid ran into her mouth, she swallowed it as quickly as she could. Jabba's hand moved to her waist, as she was forced to continue drinking. Jabba's guests looking at the scantly clad Leia. The taste, acidic and unpalatable as it was, stayed on her tongue for a second. The Hutt caressed her face and back with his hand once more.
Jabba loosened his grip on her leash, he gestured her to sit in front of him on the throne. The princess shuffled in her place on the throne, on the pillows provided her by Jabba, sitting in a submissive position, she felt his tail brushing against her naked leg. While the party on the sail barge continued.
It felt like it was taking forever to get to their destination. Leia noticed that the crowd was beginning to thin out. Figures beginning to fall asleep and found somewhat comfortable spots on chairs and against pillars in the Star Jewel, Even Salacious Crumb curled up amid the pillows nestled in the curl of Jabba's tail.
Leia found herself yawning. Jabba yanked her chain suddenly, and she fell back against his belly with a grunt. He chuckled and reached down, stroking her bare shoulder, the long, quivering tip of his tail slithering uncomfortably close to her bare legs. Sometime had passed when she was sure Jabba was sound asleep, she'd shuffle away from him on the edge of the throne.
Leia reclined back against the pillows, using her left arm for support while using her shoulder to support her head to sleep, so as to not be totally in his slimy embrace the rest of the trip to their destination.
Leia moved a bit further to the edge of the throne as Jabba's tail continued to bother her; she lay back down in her submissive position with her head on her left shoulder using it for support, and her right hand on her outer thigh. Barley having enough room on the throne, she hated that her gold plate only covered the front part of her vagina, while exposing the rest underneath the plate, in the postiton she was in didn't help as everyone could see her womanhood and her rear as she slept nearly naked, chained to the neck. Wearing nothing more than her bra cups that covered her nipples that were in the same style as her previous tops, along with her gold crescent moon plate covering the front part of her vagina, exposing the rest that it didn't cover, her Jerba leather boots, her snake armband on her left arm, her bracelet on her right arm, with her gold hair clips holding her bun in place as her long braid dangled across her shoulder flowing down to her navel with a gold fastners former a pony tail at the end of the braid. Her eyes slowly close as the scantily clad Leia falls asleep once again.
As she slept, Salacious remained awake for several more minutes. Enjoying the slave princess's exposed body. Jabba's tail slowly stroked up and down Leia's upper thigh, dangerously close to her womanhood. Staring at Leia's bare cleavage, Salacious drooled at the enslaved princess.
Salacious enjoyed having Leia by his side as he had the better view than everyone else. He gazed at Leia's nearly naked body, looking at her luscious naked legs with her Jerba leather boots on her feet, working his way up to her womanhood, drooling at the site of her exposed womanhood that formed a camel toe due to the coldness with only the gold plate covering a small part of her pubis area of her vagina, that was hairless, as Salacious liked that Jabba had all of Leia's body creamed with a lotion that removed all roots of hair removed, leaving Leia's body smooth and hairless. As Leia breathed slowly, Salacious glances at her tight stomach as it moves up and down slowly while Leia breaths, then finally back at her exposed firm breasts with only the bra cups covering her nipples.
Moments later. Leia had waken due to loud music with her head still using her shoulder as support scanning the barge to find most of the guests and Jabba's men awake enjoying their festivities as they arrived to his brothers palace in the hanger.