Jabba's pet lizard-monkey reappeared in the waning hours. it was clutching something shredded and gory in its claw, tearing at the unrecognizable morsel with its beak. When it saw her upon the throne, it cooed curiously, tossing the scrap on the floor, leaped up on the throne beside her and chattering something illegible at her, then snuggled into the ring of Jabba's coiled tail, lowering its head with slow, sleepy movements.
Jabba yanked Leia back from her sitting position to land upon his big belly. There, she watched as the Audience Chamber slowly emptied out, and soon deep, grumbling snores began to sound from behind her. She yawned, beginning to realize just how tired she really was, and the last thing she knew that evening was the sensation of her suddenly heavy eyelids.
She was awoken in the middle of the night by a hard yank on her chain. Gagging, she grabbed at her collar, only to be choked again, harder, until she pushed herself to her feet and faced him.
He yanked her chain again, and with slow, sleepy movements, she forced herself to press her half-naked body up against his squishy, slimy bulk. He slop-kissed her, and she uttered a sleepy, breathy moan and turned her head, feeling the huge tongue smear across her face and cheek. As it began to slide down the front of her throat and onto her upper chest, she shivered, and her lower body moved forward and shoved more firmly into the Hutt's belly.
He chuckled wetly. My slave...
She closed her eyes as his big, groping hands slid over her lower body, and as Jabba the Hutt began to thoroughly enjoy the pleasure of her company, Slave Leia moaned again, louder.
She was disoriented to find herself still lying on the cushions before the Hutt, who was sound asleep behind her, and although the lizard-monkey stirred, it did not awaken.
That hadn't-couldn't have-happened; yet as bits and pieces of sensations began to drop back into her mind and half-remembered things began to caress her flesh once again, she shivered.
No. It had been some kind of awful, twisted dream. Nothing more.
Leia began to relax again, and yawning, she reached up to touch her face —and almost choked when she felt faint traces of dried, crumbled slime on her face, neck, and upper chest. With a shudder, she wiped herself clean and forced herself to close her eyes, but sleep was a long way off.
A dream, she told herself, though she could hardly believe it. A dream...
The scantily clad Leia's chain runs across Jabba's belly as Leia lye against his stomach, her left cheek against the cold chain as she sleeps silently on Jabba. Jabba's hand lay on Leia's shoulder as his tail rubbed against her naked leg her tight round buttocks. Jabba's tail moved closer to her butt cheeks, as the end of his tail went up and down caressing them. It had been dark in the audience chamber.
Jabba's hand on her shoulder as his belly went up and down as he snored causing his hand to gently caress her shoulder.
Leia shuffled away from him to the edge of the throne, Leia adjusted her top making sure it was covering her nipples, as that's what it was only meant to cover. Leia reclined back against the pillows, using her left arm for support while using her shoulder to support her head to sleep, having noticed he slackened the chain considerably as Jabba snored away. Leia although barely conscious, was just aware enough to move further to the edge of the throne, as she rested her head on her shoulder trying to get back to sleep. Jabba gave a quick yank on her chain, her outstretched hands stopped her from falling against Jabba. Looking back at Jabba with annoyance he was sound asleep, it had only been a reflex, one that she has dealt with during her nights. Seeing her chain, Jabba kept the chain very taut and on a short tether, she couldn't leave the throne.
He had begun rubbing the tip of his tail against the princess's leg, and slowly inching it closer and closer toward her crescent moon crotch plate, in an attempt to feel her camel that formed.
His hand went from rubbing her shoulder to her breast, his slimy hand easily squeezing its way inside her bikini. He did so slowly and softly, so as not to rouse the sleeping princess from her slumber.
His tail began poking around, getting an idea about the shape of her inner thighs. He followed the ridges of her legs until he found the outline of his prize. Before proceeding, Jabba willed the chain to give Leia her voice back, wanting to hear her reaction to his next action. With slow and gentle movements, his tail went inside it and moved against it, pleased to feel the barrier of innocence still there.
Jabba smiled when a tired and disgusted groan came from his slave's closed mouth. He bit back the impressed and lecherous laugh he was about to perform and recoiled his tail ever so slowly, returning it to rubbing her legs and hips. He switched the chain from his left hand to his right, as that was his more dominant hand, and drifted off to sleep.
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, Leia feeling the cold loose chain on her naked back.
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.
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 drapes over one of her nearly exposed firm breasts that the small bra cups covers her nipple.
Jabba shortens the length of Leia's chain keeping her on a short tether, but still a bit slackened.
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 tail against her naked leg at it gently caressed her camel toe as it swayed sideways against it.
Leia lifted her head and looked back at the unconscious Hutt, furrowing her brow at the sight of her new master.
Trying again to go back to sleep, light started to enter the room. She glanced up towards the window. Having not seen a sun set in a while, Leia looked back at Jabba as he and Salacious slep, along with Jabba's borther and guests, looking back at the guests that remained in the room from earlier today. Leia pushed herself slowly up, feeling Jabba's tail brush her thigh. She pulled her leg away. An icy shiver of fear crept up her spine as she felt a sharp tug on her chain, causing her to fall back, her outstretched hands stopped her from falling against Jabba. Looking back at Jabba with annoyance he was sound asleep, it had only been a reflex, one that she has dealt with during her nights. Seeing her chain she saw she had enough slack to go towards the window, which is what she wanted, sometime away from Jabba, Jabba never gave her that much slack but he was very drunk when everyone fell asleep so she imagined he didn't notice it.
Leia slowly getting off the throne as the chain made clinking noises, walked towards the window. Seeing everyone fast asleep, as she walked past them, glancing back at Jabba, still sound asleep, she continued her walk to the window. Finally reaching the window, her chain got tight around her neck, only a couple inches away she put her hand on the side of the slatted window for support. Through the slatted window she could see the sunrise. Enjoying the peace of not being touched or molested, Leia savored having this time to herself. The sun slowly rose, savoring every moment of time alone. Behind her, she could hear the Hutt snoring.
At one point, he tugged on her chain, which made her flinch and look back at him in annoyance, Jabba still asleep, turning back to the window, looking out seeing the vast desert land of Tattooine, reflecting on her current state, having been with Jabba for some months now, not knowing the exact amount of time. Leia missing the outside world and the freedom she had being able to do what she wanted when she wanted. Leia dreaded her outfit. Instead of the innocent appearance of a young girl, Leia only saw an adult woman who had the look of a whore. Instead of the wealthy girl tended to by her own servants, she was reduced to the lowest social rank of them all... slave. Far from the adorable dresses she remembered wearing as a child, her gold bikini left little to the imagination.
Jabba had Leia dressed in a new outfit that his brother wanted Leia to wear for this occasion of a trip.
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.
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.
It had been a few hours, Jabba had woken silently lustfully looking at Leia's backside, looking down from her legs working his way up, drooling over the scantily clad Leia, Leia not realizing it that Jabba had waken, focusing outside and her time alone not being bothered.
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, 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—
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.
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.
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 position 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 fasteners former a pony tail at the end of the braid. Her eyes slowly close as the scantily clad Leia falls asleep once again.
Jabba's tail against her naked leg at it gently caressed her camel toe as it swayed sideways against it. Lying against the pillows that was provided for her, feeling the cold chain against her back, as she slept.
Salacious 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 the princess.
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. She tired ignoring Jabba's tail swaying sideways against her camel toe that was showing from her small gold Chasity plate. She could not escape it as some nights she slept through the night while his tail rubbed against her vagina.
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.
Time had passed. Jabba, his brother and 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. 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, Jabba's brother sat silently. 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 butt cheeks, 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.
Grappa the Hutt was pleased by Jabba that he had dominated a princess. As they both speak to each other. Leia lay on her master's gelatinous flesh, looking at the various guests, talking, drinking, flirting with dancers, and Grappa the Hutt's slave girl. Among others looking at Leia and mocking her in delight.
Jabba gestured to Leia to stand up, and she did so, as she walked to Grappa the Hutt. He looks at her lustfully, while Jabba has a grip on her chain.
Her attention was then focused on the leering Hutt in front of her. She couldn't help but lose herself when staring into those orange reptilian eyes, studying her face and body at every opportunity they could.
He opened his mouth and his slime-coated tongue proceeded to give her cheek yet another horrid lick. Leia still turned her head and scowled in response. For whatever reason, it didn't feel as bad as it did when Jabba did it to her. By absolutely no means was she finding it pleasant, but she did wonder if perhaps her body was just getting used to it.
As Grappa played with her braid, the memory only became vivid. She remembered there had been one servant that spent so much time doing hair, the servant stroked her hair with a brush, only to find another tangle. The bikini she wore was nothing shed ever wear in her life. Grappa placed Leia's long plait back over her shoulder as it dangled on her stomach.
Grappa's finger goes around in circles around Leia's birthmark telling Leia that it's very attractive she has a beauty mark. Leia very uncomfortable with his, looking down in utter, humiliation.
Grappa puts a finger in Leia's tight round navel her finger going in circles inside it, then goes out of the navel going in circles around Leia's belly button. He slowly moves his hand around Leia's stomach working her way up to Leia's firm breasts giving them a little massage, feeling the cold sensation from her small cups on her nipples. Grappa then lifts Leia's chin, looking at Leia's dolled up face.
Grappa, telling Leia, she is a beautiful princess. Leia not understanding exactly what he is saying to her, more or less knows it has something to do with her beauty, as the way he looks at her. Jabba looks at her backside, relishing the view he has of her from behind. Grappa, tells Jabba, he has done good for himself, as he gropes Leia's butt cheeks. Grappa removes Leia's two nipple cups and small chastity plate, leaving her completely naked. He gives them to a servant. Telling Jabba to have her dressed in her outfit.
Grappa gestures to Lyn. Lyn leads Leia along with the captive Princess down stairs one level in the palace. Wartug the Gamorrean followed them as an escort. The three reached a door that opened into a small room with a low sandstone ceiling and square polished stone tiles covering every wall. Several old showerheads extended from the wall on the left. A small control panel and a sealed door were all that distinguished the wall on the right. Directly across from Leia was another larger doorway, also closed. This appeared to be a primitive bathing room of some kind, and surprisingly well-lit compared to the rest of the dark, murky palace.
Lyn walks over to the control panel on the wall and flipped a switch, activating one of the showers in the corner. Unlike the more common showers throughout the galaxy, these sprayed water in high powered streams from the wall down to the floor.
Wartug removed Leia's gold collar, per Melina's request.
With a sharp eye, Lyn watches Leia walk over to the shower. As Lyn could see, the young princess kept a firm and flawless body, her flesh smooth and creamy body from the eyes of Lyn and the Gamorrean. Leia having the perfect, knowing all to well why everyone lusted at Leia.
Reaching out to touch the spraying water, Leia winced from the liquid's unexpected temperature. "It's warm !" she said to herself.
"Grappa does want you to be provided for as you are Jabba's princess", Just clean yourself up. Lyn smiled fiendishly, witnessing the familiar look of helplessness that she had seen in the faces of so many other girls enslaved by Master Jabba. Lyn was thankful that she now held such a privileged position above other harem girls and dancers, and a known opera singer on Tatooine. That was the reward for many years of loyal service to Jabba. Leia took her hot shower, Lyn enjoyed seeing the naked princess. Moments later, Leia had finished, stepping out of the shower.
Lyn dried Leia off; along with her long brown hair that went down to her the end of her back and the meeting point of her butt crack. Lyn began putting her back and in a large bun like before, and braiding her hair in long plait, that dangled over her right shoulder. Lyn grabbed the golden hair fasteners and put them on Leia's large bun, the hair fasteners that resembled a crown like her previous one along with a gold hair fastener, and then Leia was given two golden earrings, with a triangular shape that met at the bottom. Next Lyn applied dark red lipstick on her lips, then grabbing a small tube of mascara, and eyeliner applying both her eyelashes and the top and bottom of her eyelids. Next, Lyn grabbed a small brush and applied some dark blue eye shadow on bother her eyelids. Leia opened her eyes as she looked at herself in the mirror and her reflection. Lyn then applied red blush on her cheeks.
Next, Lyn grabbed two small parts, of what looked like to be two parts that made a gold Brassiere. Both with the same detail as her old top, they were so small they only covered her nipples. Lyn then grabbed two very thin black strings and attached both of them to the tops of the bra fasteners. Commanding Leia to put her hands on her boobs so they don't fall off, Lyn fastened both of them from under the opposite arm of the small brassieres that covered her nipples, creating an X shape across her back; Leia let go, of the top, as Lyn applied the final thin black string in between the separate two pieces that held the brassiere in place.
Lyn then proceeded to put the bottom together. The front and back plates were made of gold like the rest of her outfit with the same engravings as her other one of a uterus and ovaries, and shaped like a small triangular crescent moon shapes. But the plates were a lot smaller than the previous plates as they were both the size of a Leia's small palm. The front plate only covered her vaginal/crotch region, while the back didn't even cover an inch of her butt crack, unless she lowered it a bit, and exposed her tight round bubble butt.
Lyn then attached another part that was the bottom part of the hip fastener, and then attaching the top part of the fastener, which formed an open oval. Lyn then put the newly cleaned Jerba Leather boots that was given to her with her first outfit. Lyn put on her Leia's gold snake armband on her upper left arm, and then put on her bracelet on her right arm. Lyn then grabbed two purple Lashaa silk skirts and attached one underneath the small gold front plate and the back plate. The skirts flowed just above her ankles, with the width of the skirts being the width of an index finger. As the back silk skirt only covered her butt crack leaving the rest of her tight round butt cheeks exposed, as the front silk skirt flowed in between her inner thighs leaving her legs exposed. Leia wore nothing underneath, as it left her vulnerable.
Leia looked at herself in the mirror, it was the same outfit as before she was forced to change inot the outfit Grappa wanted. It didn't conform to her body at all, the top left her hard firm breasts completely exposed, only covering her nipples, and the thin black strings that held the small cups together forming the X shape across her back left her back completely bare, showing off her birthmark on her lower back. The lower pieces of what made the bottom left everything exposed, as the back silk skirt only covered her butt crack, and the front silk skirt ran in between her inner thighs, with two wide-open oval hip fasteners holding them together.
Leaving nothing to the imagination. Lyn suddenly put Leia's gold collar around her neck as it fit tightly around it, and then putting the chain in the loop in the back of the collar.. Leia knew that no matter how she moved the silks would move especially the back silk skirt, as it only the crack of her butt., but she was at least thankful that it wasn't the wretched outfit Grappa her wearing.
Later that day
Jabba laughing at the hysteria going on. Everyone gathered around them as the fought in the center of the small arena Grappa had in his palace. Leia stands next to Jabba on throne in front Jabba. 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 body from head to two looking at her dolled up face, earrings, her bun, and plate 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, then back at the fight.
Jabba looks at her front plate, 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 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 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.
The two men had been going at it for some time, suddenly, they both stop, as one of them is on the grown and bloodied, while the other is still standing, and taken away to recover, as the guests exchange credits on the betting money they have won.
A few hours had past since the fight, the crowd had died down, guests, and guards, slowly fell asleep. Grappa led Jabba and Leia to a private guest room up above a few floors up from the audience chamber. Leia walks in front of Jabba and Grappa as he led them to their room. As they pass by some of the rooms, Leia sees some harem girls along the way, as they look back at her.
As Grappa and Jabba pass up a room, Leia notices a guest getting a massage, Leia stops and peers into the room, out of curiosity, longing to have the freedom the guests is having. Leia looks around the room, seeing the different decorations and furniture. Grappa and Jabba stop. Jabba having given Leia a lot of slack on her chain. Jabba and Grappa look at her, Jabba tugs on her chain like a pet, commanding her to come back to her owner. Leia, ignores it the first time, Jabba, yanks on it, causing her to run back to Jabba and Grappa, as they continue to the room Grappa has for them, while she walks in front of Jabba and Grappa.
They reach the room, the corridor opens up. Leia sees why Grappa chose this room for them. It was beyond extravagant, it was as if they had been back to her home. The throne was a round stone dais, with animal skins, pillows, silks. While most of Jabba's entourage arranged themselves around the room. Grappa leaves, as Jabba and Leia walk to the round dais.
Jabba goes onto the throne, moving into his spot, as he pulls on Leia's chain commanding her to sit in front of him. Leia walks onto the stone dais, as Jabba looks at her lustfully as she slowly sits down positioning herself in front of Jabba in the small space provided for her. Sitting on the far edge in her regal position of the dais, situating herself on the animal skins, and pillows. Leia adjusts her front silk skirt as it drapes over her left ankle, Jabba's tail rubs against Leia's naked leg, her rear silk skirt lies across behind her exposing her bubble butt.
Leia reclined back against the pillows, using her left arm for support while using her shoulder to support her head to sleep. Leia, she rested her head on her shoulder looking around the room as Jabba's entourage fell asleep. Jabba gave a quick yank on her chain, her outstretched hands stopped her from falling against Jabba. Looking back at Jabba with annoyance he was slowly falling asleep, it had only been a reflex, one that she has dealt with during her nights. Seeing her chain, Jabba kept the chain very taut and on a short tether.
As Leia lay on the throne, her naked leg slightly hangs off the edge of the dais. Jabba's tail sways sideways caressing her naked leg. She looks around the room looking at the various creatures in the room, as they slept. She, looks at one of the men sleeping with a dancer. She notices that one of his hands on one of her breasts as she both sleep. Then glances at one of the guards, sleeping against a pillow, holding his vibro axe. This was her life, a slave, surrounded by grotesque creatures, mockery, lechery, and derogation.
She looked at Salacious as he was sleeping, then at her nearly naked body reflecting on her life as Jabba's slave girl. 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 pantie less which is something she 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. The sensation of bareness was overwhelming to the young, conservative princess.
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 for Leia, as she was a princess and taken full advantage of her status, and beauty. She is his property and chose to use her as a sex slave, and nothing more. Her sexuality is closely controlled as she was given nothing more that her skimpy slave girl outfit and made to look like a slut. As a slave girl she was not allowed anything except for what Jabba provided to Leia.
Leia moved at the edge of the throne as far away from Jabba as possible that the chain would allow. She adjusted the rear skirt covering her ass crack, then placing it underneath her body letting the skirt drape down the throne. She reached for her front skirt, and gathered some of the fabric and scrunched it together to cover some of her front, and let some of her front silk skirt drape over her ankle, as it draped in front of the throne. Adjusting some of the pillows, placing a few underneath her butt and other underneath her leg that was slightly off the dais. Adjusting them to how she usually has them on Jabba's dais.
Leia didn't know what time it was but, but she couldn't sleep, and knew she had to get some sleep. Leia reclined back against the pillows, using her left arm for support while using her shoulder to support her head. Her braid lay on her tight stomach as the tip of it touched her navel.
She looked at Salacious once more as he slept, as she was thankful this was the night he decided not to bother her. As he would bother her at night, and not let her sleep. Leia felt her chain jingle against her back. She glanced at Jabba who was still asleep. She still was not used to this, of Jabba yanking, pulling, or playing with the chain at night while he was asleep, but she knew it was a reflex.
Leia missed the outside world and the freedom she had. She dreaded her outfit. Instead of the innocent appearance of a young girl, Leia only saw an adult woman who had the look of a slut or prostitute. Instead of the wealthy girl tended to by her own servants, she was reduced to the lowest social rank of them all... slave. Far from the adorable dresses she remembered wearing as a child, her gold bikini left nothing to the imagination.
Despite not having much to cover her scantily clad body, Leia was still not used to cold, and it proved most uncomfortable. It was hard to believe that she could be cold on Tattooine, but the Hutt's palaces were built to protect its inhabititants from the extreme temperatures outside.
She thought about actually wearing some nice clothes that covered her and would suffice nicely loosely wrapped to allow ventilation during the day, while layered to keep out the night's chill, and keep her body heat in. But no, that was all gone. And what she was being forced to wear as a replacement did absolutely nothing to warm her. She lay against the pillows on the cold stone dais of Jabba's throne.
The desert winds howling against the palace walls only seemed to help intensify Jabba's brutish snores and the wheezing breathing of the room's sleeping occupants. Her eyes scanned through the darkness, over the heaps of alien, human, and humanoid bodies that blanketed the dirt-packed floor. The Gammorean guards were asleep as well, all crouched up against the walls, their vibro-axes stuck in their folded arms, thick drool dribbling from their slack mouths.
The gold-plated bra and small crescent moon chastity plates weren't even lined, causing her most sensitive areas to numb. The metal collar bound around her slim neck wasn't helping matters much, either. But it was the damp, disgusting feel of Jabba the Hutt's tail against her naked leg that iced Leia down to her core. She couldn't even count on his body heat to warm her, for he had none. Jabba was a cold-blooded creature, literally as well as figuratively, and his temperature dropped to the same level as the dank courtroom. She felt like she was resting her bones in a swamp. Her body had tighten up at nights due to the coldness, her nipples underneath the small bra cups covering her nipples hardness, her butt cheeks clench together, and her vagina formed a camel toe, although for Leia it was always like that after she became Jabba's slave as he forbade her from wearing anything underneath, both to make her easy to control since her lack of underwear would make her self-conscious for fear of exposing her most sacred body parts, and so he could easily grope her or penetrate her. Leia felt even more vulnerable, since her lack of panties made her very self-conscious, and as such went to greater lengths to control her. It removed any possibility of privacy or comfort while she wore her outfit . It only showed her off as tease the men in the crowd as they could see she was wearing nothing underneath her costume.
Leia rested her head on her shoulder, as her eyes slowly closed, the scantily clad Leia fell asleep.