They arrive at the meeting room, as the guests and henchmen scatter around to witness the meeting. Jabba and his brother both goes onto the stone dais, both moving into their spots on the big throne that can fit more than one Hutt, Jabba pulls on Leia's chain commanding her to sit in front of him. Leia walks to her master, 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 stone dais 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. Grappa has several slave girls by his side, sitting around him, Jabba, and Leia.
Bib Fortuna brings in the bounty hunter. Leia looks down avoiding eye contact. The bounty hunter introduces himself to everyone as they looks at the dancers next to him. The bounty hunter speaks to Jabba and his brother Grappa, " Jabba and Grappa I have the prisoners you have request" as he looks at the nearly naked Leia. Jabba looks at the princess next to the bounty hunter. Jabba plays with Leia's chain as it dangles across her naked back. Leia raises her head glancing at the bounty hunter and the prisoners standing next to him. Jabba speaks in Hutese " I will pay for them with the given price we agreed to" The bounty hunter responds, "Of course Jabba". The bounty hunter smirks at Leia, "Jabba I see this is the famous Leia you made into your slave" Jabba, " My princess is still learning her place, and she is slowly getting to appreciate me" The bounty hunter, "She is a beauty", Grappa responds, "she is one of a kind bounty hunter," Jabba, "Of course she is, she's a princess and deserves to wear attire fit for a princess." Leia looks at the bounty hunter as the prisoners next to him stand silent. Jabba speaks, " She is a feisty princess".
The bounty hunter looks at Leia as Jabba pulls on her chain causing her body to tighten, she cranes her neck, closes her eyes in pain as Jabba continues pulling her chain. Her butt cheeks clench tight together, her stomach tightens. Jabba licks his lips as everyone looks at Leia. The prisoners next to the bounty hunter with a face of sympathy for Leia. Jabba Loosens his grip on her chain, as her body loosens and sets back in her regal position. Leia looks back down, not wanting to have eye contact at the bounty hunter.
Jabba, " My princess is still a bit shy" laughing at her in mockery, as everyone else joins in on the laughter. The bounty hunter, "well you have done a magnificent job with her Jabba." Leia glances outside as the sun slowly sets; having not realized the day had gone by so fast. Jabba, his brother, and the bounty talk to each other as Leia glances up looking around the room. Longing for freedom, but she was chained, nearly naked and a slave to Jabba. As Jabba, Grappa and the bounty hunter were speaking with each other. Suddenly, Jabba yanks on Leia's chain causing her to fall back. Leia looks at the bounty hunter slightly tilting her head telling him what she has to deal with, with a face of annoyance on her face. Leia sits back up. Now keeping eye contact on the bounty hunter. Grappa commands Bib to lead the prisoners to the dungeons to get them ready for there execution later tonight.
Some time had gone by Jabba, and everyone else still in the meeting room. Jabba talking to some of his men and the bounty hunter. Leia stands next to the opening arch ways gazing outside, with only the chain letting her go as far as it would allow. Her right hand up above her with a tight grip. A handful of men had gathered within close proximity of her, standing around her, and beside her. The men surrounding her and some women shouting out crude catcalls towards Leia, as many of the men stare at her lustfully, while some of them passed her groping her from behind.
Moments later, the bounty hunter walks up next to Leia as she gazed out in the vast desert, while the sun slowly set. Leia glances at the bounty hunter as he stares at her. He starts speaking to her, telling Leia how beautiful she is, as he licks his lips gazing at her nearly naked form. He looks at her dolled up face, and large bun and her long braid hanging over her shoulder, her firm breasts, with the two cups covering her nipples, then gazes down at her tight fit stomach. Glancing at her small gold skirt plate, following the small Lashaa silk running in between her legs as he looks at her naked legs finally ending at her Jerba leather boots.
The bounty speaks to Leia, " You are very young my princess Jabba told me you are in your early 23," Leia looks at him, as she feels her collar pulled back slightly. Leia not allowed to say anything nods her head with a yes. The bounty hunter gives her a devilish smirk. I have to say Jabba has a nice taste fashion. That outfit fits you perfectly princess; as it is an outfit fit for royalty it shows your magnificent beauty. Leia thinks deeply about his comment, and reflects about her situation and status as Jabba's slave.
From the moment Jabba saw her after rescuing Han. He saw her as nothing more than a sex object. It had been so long since the capture and much had happened. Jabba only valued Leia for her beauty and status as a princess, but had brought her down to the lowest life form, a…slave, because as a slave she was of value to say, but to display her beauty. He forced her to expose her sexuality with no choice given to her. What bothered the most was that Jabba had Lynn specifically made for her to accentuate her feminine figure, as it aroused and excited him. It was designed to be as revealing as possible, removing any possibility of major bodily coverage leaving little to no imagination.
Moreover, she did not like that she was not allowed to speak, as she was meant to be seen and not speak. She also did not like that she had no privacy whatsoever. She was dressed in such a skimpy outfit she was exposed for all to see. Jabba always kept her very close to him, only going as far as the chain would allow. She was watched by everyone ranging from the guards, patrons, and Jabba himself, the utter void of privacy while on a leash was humiliating to her as the audience constantly mocked and jeered at her. She didn't have the freedom she had when she was free.
Leia felt a slight tug on her collar, glaring back at Jabba as he continues to talk to his goons, and brother. Leia glances at the bounty hunter, then at the floor. The bounty hunter puts his hand on her upper back, he slowly caresses it going from right to left passing through the very thin floss black strings that formed an X shape across her back. Slowly working down to her lower back, Leia could see he was hard. The bounty hunter then circles around her birthmark a few times. Leia looks at him with a face of humiliation.
The bounty hunter then proceeds to touch Leia's buttocks, as they clench together due to the warmth of his hands, he gropes them gently, not having to worry about the rear silk skirt as it only covered her butt crack.. He slowly moves down her smooth naked leg till he reached her Jerba leather boot as he touches the texture of the gold around the boot then slowly moves back up, he puts his hand inside the small plate touching her tight vagina, as it formed a camel toe. He then moves his hand feelings Leia's hips as the fasteners exposed her flanks. The smuggler notices Leia is uncomfortable, but he would not loose this chance in touching a royal slave princess. Slowly proceeds to her stomach caressing it and with a finger goes up and down the vertical line as her stomach goes up and down due to her breathing. And goes around her tight navel a few times, then puts the finger in it feeling the inside of it. He moves up to her firm breasts and gives them a little message. Then played a bit with her long plait for a few seconds before letting it hang back down on her stomach.
The bounty hunter now finally finished violating Leia, tilts her chin up telling her it was a pleasure meeting her. Leia utterly humiliated from the bounty hunter violating her like some of the men have done to her. But she noticed that Jabba only let very few people grope her or only having Jabba touch her.
Leia is left alone by the bounty hunter as him and a handful of men stand around the scantily clad Leia. Leia sees the sun finally set seeing the two Tattooine moons in the distance. Trying to ignore the crude catcalls. Bib approaches Jabba telling him its time for the event in the main event room. Jabba turns looking at Leia's backside, licking his lips. Yanks on her chain causing her gag, as she stumbles a little running to run to Jabba, her rear silk skirt flutters in the air, the men all look at her already exposed rear as she runs to her master leaping over Jabba's tail. Running into Jabba's stomach. Leia looks directly at Jabba as they both make eye contact. Jabba puts his hand on her elbow pushing her closer to him, but Leia still not close enough to the proximity of Jabba's liking, Leia suddenly feels as hand go underneath her small rear skirt plate as her rear silk skirt goes over the hand exposing her bubble butt, pushing her skin to skin touching Jabba's belly, her butt cheeks clench together as she is pushed her closer to Jabba, he speaks to her in Huteese, she looks at him, then back down in humiliation looking at the hand touching her rear, Jabba's brother smiles in pleasure, then looking back up at Jabba.
Jabba finishes speaking to Leia, as he commands everyone to leave the room and head down to the main audience room. Jabba looks at his brother and gestures the bounty hunter to go with the rest of the crowd. Grappa removes his hand from underneath Leia's rear skirt plate, giving one ass cheek a light squeeze before he leaves.
Two guards bring in a hoversled, Jabba slithers his way onto the hover sled. Positioning himself in his spot, there is a small spot left for Leia in front of him as like on the throne Jabba occupied most of the space only leaving her a small spot on the throne. He commands one of his men to get a small hover chair for her to set on, as the man gets it, he pulls on Leia's chain commanding her to stand in front of him, Leia steps onto the hover sled, her rear silk flutters in the air for a second.
Jabba tells Leia in Hutesse that she will be sitting on a small hover chair. One of his men brings the hover chair placing it in the small spot in front of Jabba. Jabba with a gesture commands her to sit on the hover chair. Leia looks at it, as it was small, flat and round. As Leia sits down on the hover chair the rear silk skirt drapes on the backside of the hover chair, feeling the coldness from the steel of the chair against her vagina, and butt, her front skirt drapes in between her inner thighs. Grappa and Jabba's men and guests stand behind Jabba, and Grappa.
As Jabba, Grappa and the guests are led to the audience room in the palace, Leia can over hear their conversations, as their attention is on her. Leia feels the chain tight and taut, with no slack, as he jerks with the chain.
As they pass through, Leia sees many creatures, droids and two guards with the prisoners on hand, going the opposite direction; Leia leans forward and turns her head continuing to look at them they all pass them, Jabba looks down at Leia licking his lips as he slowly pulls on Leia's chain pulling her back up as she sits back up. Jabba moves the chain to his left hand, gazes down at Leia's birthmark and starts caressing her lower right back, Leia shivers as she feels Jabba's cold hand against her naked back, giving it a slight tug pulling her back, with annoyance Leia struggles to keep her composure as he has her chain pulled back while caressing her lower right back. Bib and the others laugh at her humiliation as she is groped by Jabba. Grappa is taking great pleasure in seeing his brother take advantage of the princess.
Leia looks at Jabba with a face of frustration. Jabba jerks on her chain causing Leia to gag a little, she gives in letting Jabba have his way. Leia sits in her regal position in front of her mater, on her small hover chair, as he keeps her on a very short tether, and the chain taut.
Jabba still stroking Leia's back he pulls on her chain causing her to move closer to him as her naked back touches his belly, Leia struggles as he strokes her back, she has one hand gripping Jabba's arm. He puts his hand over her shoulder caressing it as she is pulled back, moving his hand to her right boob giving it a massage and gently squeezing it. Leia feels her small breast plate pressing against her boob as Jabba squeezes and massage it.
Jabba with excitement yanks on her chain causing her to fall back against his belly with a grunt. Leia relaxed her arm on her stomach, while the other lay on her side on the hover chair. He chuckled and reached down, stroking her bare shoulder. Leia could feel the cold chain running against her cheek.
Leia lies against her master as he strokes her shoulder, looking down at his scantily clad princess, licking his lips, he looks down at her figure. He continues to stroke her shoulder. The hoversled gets to an elevator and enters it. Jabba continues to grope and stroke Leia's shoulder. Leia looks at the two guards standing next to the hoversled. As Grappa and the others took other elevators, and were probably at the event already.
Jabba slackens her chain as the elevator reaches its destination. He gestures Leia to sit up. Leia slowly sits up, adjusting herself. She moves her hover chair to the edge of Jabba's hoversled, sitting in her regal position in front of Jabba. Jabba tightens his grip on her chain keeping her on a short tether and taut.
Sometime later…
Loud and lively music could be heard from within the confines of the gala room, its hull vibrating with the bass of the tune and the excitement could be felt from its tempo, plus the various alien noises of happiness and enjoyment coming from its many occupants helped to indicate it was a rather pleasant.
As the band happily created the rhythmic tunes for their audience to enjoy in the passing time, the droid's dutifully served food and drinks to Grappa and Jabba's guests. The guests were enjoying themselves engaging in virulent conversation and taking in the delicious food and drinks served to them. It seemed everybody there was happy.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Every single person was enjoying the party and the extravaganza, all except for one singular individual: Princess Leia, who was dressed skimpily in her golden bikini, still chained to her Hutt Master, enslaved to Jabba.
Leia now sitting at the very edge of the hoversled only going as far as her chain allows it. The cold Tattooine night and the steel of the hoverseld did not help Leia, as she was cold, but did her best to hide it.
An announcement was made over the palace's intercom. The main event is about to commence. Suddenly a the floor started to open up, revealing a small pit, Leia noticed that the two prisoners were there. Leia noticed they had weapons on hand. She knew it wasn't good. Grappa, looking at Leia with a microphone, " I hope you all are doing good, and having a great time, tonight for our main event we have two rebels that are going to fight to the death, who ever wins, lives and will face our executioner for the last fight." They both see Leia, as Jabba's hoversled moves closer for a better view. Grappa. "Let the fight begin."
Jabba commands Leia to stand next to him, as Salacious has a good view of Leia's womanhood and her buttcheeks.
Suddenly a fight began to break out, Leia quickly turns around, as Jabba began to laugh at the hysteria going on. Everyone gathered around them as they fought in the center of the pit. Leia stands next to Jabba, as her his bulbous stomach touches her skin. 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. Leia feels the cold chain run down 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 covering 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 fasterners 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 in despair.
Leia holding in her pain and in shock aguishly knowing that no matter what this is the way Jabba lives and she is a slave to him and has accepted the fact that she is Jabba's slave as long as she lives, and in a twisted way be safe from the any harm remaining with Jabba.
Jabba noticing the distraught princess, pulls on her chain, to get her attention, but Leia ignores it, looking back down at the fight occurring in front of her, Jabba jerks on it this time. Leia turns to face him. Jabba turns to her to the scantily clad Leia. Jabba with a face of confidence moves his hand caressing her naked back, comforting Leia. Jabba and the rest of the guests continue to laugh as the fight goes on with the drink in his hand. Leia glances at him, as she is standing next to him, feeling the side of his stomach against the side of her lower body, while his tail swayed against her Jerba leather boot.
Even though Leia was next to him in skin contact, Jabba had her chain taut; Leia could feel Jabba's hand holding the chain against her rear. The fight continued on. Leia's heart racing hoping no one dies, as this is what it seemed like a fight to the death. Jabba continued laughing at the whole situation. Leia could over hear some of Jabba's men and Grappa's guests placing wagers on who is going to win. Leia licks her lips in anxiousness as to what was going to happen. Jabba drinks from his goblet. Leia can feel Jabba's hand that was against her rear now stroking her buttocks, causing them to clench together, due to the coldness of the chain that is inside Jabba's hand, as he strokes her butt cheeks.
Leia keeping her composure as Jabba strokes her buttocks, and knowing Jabba most likely not paying attention to the fight. Both the rebels still going at it, beating each other a pulp. Jabba looking at his scantily clad slave princess, very much enjoying the view of her semi-nude body, Leia, feeling the collar pressing against her neck as she looks at the fight continues. Leia tries to ignore the slight tugs on her chain; Leia grabs the collar with her left hand hoping it will help with the pressure against her neck. Leia feeling a bit cold her breasts are firmer. Her buttocks are clenched together, as Jabba continues to stroke them. Jabba enjoys the view he has of Leia. Licking his lips.
Both men look tired, one of them on top of the other, choking the rebel on the rebel to death, one of the guests throws him a blaster. The rebel grabs it and shoots the rebel on the ground. Falls to the ground exhausted. He was bloodied, and could barely stand.
The crowd cheers in excitement. Then, suddenly, one of Grappa's goons shoots the rebel dead. Everyone laughs. Leia wishing she could have done something, but no she was as helpless as she could be. The floor closes up, Jabba tugged on Leia's chain, commanding her to turn around.
Leia reach out with her hands and pressed them into his slimy flesh, supporting her upper body as he pulled her closer. She was about to recoil when she felt two soft hands with sharp fingernails on her back, just beneath her shoulders. When she also felt the soft plumpness of a woman's breasts also press into her back, she knew it was one of the slave girls.
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. Raising his goblet to her face, he spoke again. "A toast, to my princess." He announced. Everyone cheered and laughed in mockery of Leia.
Feeling her voice come back, she couldn't help the glare that she sent his way. Knowing why he was presenting the slime-coated goblet to her, she flared her nostrils to keep her nerve and used her voice for the first time in a long while. "To the princess." She said monotonically. To her relief, Jabba didn't force her to repeat it like she meant it, and proceeded to bring the rim of the goblet up to her lips.
She could immediately smell the strong flavour of the alcohol within the goblet, and the first thing she tasted when it pressed against her open lips was Jabba's slime on the rim. She held firm and decided to get this ordeal completed quickly, and so she opened her mouth wide to take in the heavy Huttese mixture. It tasted foul initially, but it seemed to get better he more she tasted it.
She quickly realized that Jabba was angling the goblet more and more. He alcohol was pouring faster than she could drink it.
"You belong to me my lovely." She could hear Jabba slur between licks. "You will always belong to me."
Leia closed her eyes as Jabba took full advantage of her. She couldn't help but feel miserable.
Sometime Later…
The party had died down in the Palace, Leia's relaxation abruptly ended when the chain behind rattled as Jabba tugged at it, hard. Her abdomen barely had time to instinctively tighten as the collar dug into her slender neck and hurled her body backwards, and she landed with a fleshy plop against the Hutt's corpulent belly, which jiggled and shook from the impact. His doughy flesh radiated warmth into her back.
The scantily clad Leia's chain runs across Jabba's belly as Leia lay against his stomach, her left cheek against the cold chain as she laid back silently on Jabba, looking at everyone sleeping. Jabba's hand lay on Leia's shoulder as his tail rubbed against her naked leg, while her rear Lashaa silk lay on the tip of Jabba's tail exposing her tight round buttocks, her front Lashaa silk draped over her left thigh, leaving her womanhood exposed. The cold hoverseld didn't help her, but she was to tired, and a bit drunk from the alcohol Jabba had given her.
Some time had passed, Leia lay comfortably against her master sound asleep. Her head against Jabba's stomach, her head turned to the cheek of her face was touching Jabba's flesh to using as a cushion, with the cold chain touching her cheek. 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 with one hand on her side, with the other lay on her stomach, as she slept, on the small space provided for her on the hoversled.