Woman in gold chapter 4: Leia's dance
Author's note: it's never been definitively stated in-canon exactly how long Leia was a slave girl. I think it would have taken longer than just one day for Leia, the strongest woman I know, to become a submissive sex slave like we see in the movie. I think she would have been a slave for maybe a week or more. So sorry to say it, but poor Leia is going to be pushed to her physical and mental limits all throughout this story. I won't have Leia be raped, I have more respect for her than that. However, she's definitely going to be humiliated, degraded and overall abused in various other ways. It might get sad and/or scary, but you've seen the movie, and you know it has a happy ending. This is all part of how Leia got into the broken-down, silent, submissive state she was in when Luke came. Enjoy!
The sounds of hubbub and chains clinking awakened Leia as she lay against Jabba's ice-cold flesh, her golden bikini glistening in the dim light. Her body felt uncomfortable, her nipples hard against her bra cups and her crotch feeling absolutely frigid. She looked around the throne room as she noticed Max Rebo and a group of dancing slave girls setting up. Leia gasped as a hand touched her shoulder and turned around to look. Lando stood over her, looking at her through his skiff guard mask as Jabba shouted something in Huttese.
"What's going on?" Leia whispered, sitting straight up. Lando motioned to her chest and Leia looked down, noticing her bra had slipped from her breasts. She gasped in surprise, re-tightening the flimsy straps and flushing red in shame.
"They're setting up the stage for a dance performance." Lando whispered, his helmet muffling his voice just enough so that he couldn't be heard. "And Jabba mentioned you were to be part of it."
Leia did not like the sound of that as she adjusted the skirts of her costume.
"You mean….dance like that poor girl Oola did?" she said, not relishing the thought of dancing in this flimsy, revealing costume. "I can't dance! At least, not like….that!"
Suddenly, a loud yawn behind Leia alerted both of them to Jabba, who was just now waking up. Bib Fortuna had whispered into his ear to awaken him.
"How's Han?" Leia whispered, her concern overwhelming her modesty at the moment.
"He's still blind, as well as a little ill, but Chewie's looking after him." Lando said. "I'm more concerned about you. I'm afraid I'll have to break character if Jabba keeps this up."
Leia turned back to Lando, motioning for him to leave.
"Don't blow our cover just for me, just go and play your part. I'll….improvise." She said as she adjusted her skirts, which had slipped to the side and revealed her womanhood. "Just go, I'm a big girl."
Lando reluctantly turned and left, looking over his shoulder in concern.
"I can take care of myself." Leia whispered as she felt a familiar tug on her chains, pulling her into Jabba's ice-cold grasp as his massive hands groped her bare flesh.
"Good morning, my Kahnkee." He said, pulling her bare back against his flesh. Leia shivered at the icy skin of his belly, turning back in concern as he groped her bare stomach. "Bib Fortuna my friend, inform the Princess of her duties for today."
Bib leered at Leia in her gold bikini, snapping his fingers as several dancing girls including a Rodian, a six-breasted Askajian, Lyn Me, and Rystall Sant all walked to the middle of the court.
"You are to dance on stage with them, Princess. And remember the Rancor is always hungry for disobedient sluts and their smuggler lovers, should you refuse your master's advances."
Leia shuddered, but stood up as Jabba motioned for her to do so, extending her chain to its limit. A red-haired human dancer wearing a blue dancing costume walked to the throne. She grasped Leia's hands and pulled her upright, guiding her to the center of the stage.
"Look, I don't know your name, but I can't dance like those girls." Leia whispered to the girl as her feet slipped slightly. The boots did not offer much traction on the stone floor. "It's not that I won't dance, it's just that I can't dance in the same style as them."
"Then you'd better pick up a few things, and fast." The woman hissed. "Follow my lead, and try and keep up."
She twirled around in a sensual style, thrusting her chest outwards and spinning on one foot as the band started to play.
"The name's Arica, by the way." The woman whispered as she danced. "Just try it, don't worry about your costume, the men have already seen you naked by now. There's nothing to hide."
That last did not make Leia feel any better as she climbed off the throne. She tried to imitate the dancing, but couldn't quite do it. Whenever she moved, her bikini practically stayed still, making her skirts swirl off to the side and exposing her bare womanhood and buttocks. No doubt this was the intention of her only choice of attire, to expose her to the crowd for all to see. Leia tried hard to think back to her childhood when she was taught to dance for formal ballets. She wasn't very good at those either, but she tried to remember what she had been taught. The band started playing 'Jedi rocks' as Leia slowly started to twirl and prance like a ballet dancer, the awful music almost deafening to Leia's ears. She put her hands in the position for a pirouette, twirling around elegantly as she danced over the Rancor pit, trying to ignore the gnashing of teeth and growling beneath her toes. Suddenly, her chain was whipped so that part of it smacked against her exposed flank, startling her and making her turn to Jabba.
"Noah, noah!" he rumbled, looking disappointed in Leia.
Leia stared, not understanding Huttese. Why did he have to switch from Basic to Huttese without warning? It frustrated her to no end.
"Look, I can't understand you when you don't speak Basic, 'master'!" she shouted in frustration as she rubbed her hip where the chain had struck her.
The Rodian in the orange bikini walked over and whispered in Leia's ear in Basic.
"He doesn't like that, he says you dance like you've got a rod up your ass." She continued dancing as Leia started to dance again, moving closer to the half-naked Princess as she did. "The name's Beedo. I suggest you try letting loose, or you'll end up in the pit."
Leia looked quizzically at her, not understanding. Beedo sighed and demonstrated by twirling around and squatting, thrusting her breasts upwards and then jumping to her feet and shaking herself in front of a group of men who cheered and whistled.
"Yarna! Time for the next dance!" Lyn shouted to the 6-breasted woman, motioning to the ceiling.
A dozen metal poles started to slide out of the ceiling and attached to the floor, and Leia was certain of their function here. She tried imitating Beedo's dancing, shaking herself and kicking up her skirts to reveal her bareness as the music filled her ears. She hated this, and wished she could turn invisible so that the galaxy did not see her dance like a whore for smugglers and criminals. Arica, Beedo, Lyn Me, Rystall and Yarna started to climb the poles as Leia struggled to shimmy up one of them. It vaguely reminded her vaguely of her military training where she had been taught to climb ropes and scale walls, and she tried to adapt to it. Leia gripped the pole in both hands and wrapped her legs around it tightly, shimmying upwards to the ceiling. She looked down and noticed the melted carbonite block that had once held her lover, hoping to the gods that Han was all right. At least he was with Chewbacca, according to Lando. His Wookie first mate would protect him with his life if need be, so Han being hurt too badly wasn't so much a concern. Leia worried about carbonite sickness, about Han being ill and possibly dehydrated, sore, constipated and cold. Leia was shaken out of her thoughts by her chain being yanked hard, tightening around her throat. She glared at Jabba as she started to spin around on the pole, holding on tight with her hands and placing her body against it as she spread her legs out wide. The crowd went berserk as she slowly slid downwards, spinning the whole way as her skirts flared out. Leia blushed as she realized that with her skirts flapping out like they were, her intimate parts were visible for all to see. Her chain had twisted around the pole and now held her tightly to it, pressing her face against the cold metal.
"Lick it!" whispered Yarna, doing the same to her pole. "They like it when the girls do this."
Leia felt disgusted at performing such a lewd act, but gave the pole a slow, sensual lick, closing her eyes and trying hard to imagine licking ice cream or a Popsicle or anything else but a filthy metal pole used by sleazy dancers. The crowd roared. Cries rang out from lewd patrons, with such crude catcalls as "Lick this pole, you whore!" and "Take it all off!" being the most prevalent among the crowd. Leia burned red with humiliation as she peppered the pole with kisses, tasting the awful stainless steel beneath her lips. She twisted around the pole to unwind her chains, kissing the pole the whole time. Leia finally removed her lips from the pole, rubbing them on her bare arm as she tried to move it up to her face. The armband clenched tight on her bicep and decreased the flexibility of her arm, making her lean her head forward to wipe the leaden taste off on her skin. The poor girl was given no chance to relax as Jabba tugged her closer to him.
"Kuba, kayaba dee anko!" he said, giving Leia a yank and making her run towards the throne for fear of slipping up.
The other dancing girls continued their dances, with males hooting and whistling at them as they slid credit chips into their thongs or breast coverings and tossed coins at their feet. Leia ran onto the throne as Jabba pulled her into his grasp, his gigantic orange-red eyes staring deep into her tiny brown ones.
"Very well done, my sexy little pet." He whispered in Basic, his slimy right hand groping Leia's bare back as his left hand stroked her bare belly.
Leia shuddered and tried to move out of his grasp as he kissed her face, leaving it covering in saliva. Jabba grabbed his gold drinking goblet and held in out to a blue and platinum-blonde-haired girl in a red metal bra and a long blue skirt, the bra barely supporting her breasts.
"Jess, my drink!" he called in Basic.
"Of course, master." Jess said as she poured a type of wine from a fanciful glass jug, just before Bib Fortuna grasped her shoulders from behind.
The girl looked at Leia with pity, not looking the Princess in the eye as she submissively turned to Jabba.
"Would your pet require some refreshment?" she asked.
"I would think so, Jess." Jabba said as he licked Leia again, leaving a green smudge of slime on her belly where he had molested her. "The Princess is likely tired from her hard work today. Enjoy, my Kahnkee."
Jess bent down and set a platter of food in front of Leia, who would admit she was very hungry. She hadn't eaten since yesterday and felt exhausted from dancing, so she had no objections to some food. The plate held peeled fruits, hard-boiled eggs from a species Leia didn't recognize, slices of bread and nuts. A bowl filled with a type of beverage was placed in front of her, which confused Leia. She reached out for the food with her pliable hands before Jabba slapped them with his slimy tail.
"No hands, Princess." He said as Leia withdrew her hands and looked up at him in confusion. "A pet must eat in the manner befitting their position."
Suddenly, Leia understood what he meant. So that was why her drink had been poured into a bowl instead of a goblet or glass. She grimaced at the idea of eating with only her mouth, but realized she had no choice. Leia got down on all fours like an animal and leaned in, pulling her braid behind her so it would not trail into the food, and sipped at the bowl. It was filled with a Huttese wine that tasted like pond water mixed with sewage with an alcohol additive. She then placed her face into the plate of food and ate the eggs first as her breasts slipped from her bra. They were tasty and covered in seasonings, well-cooked to perfection. She quickly replaced her bra and continued eating the rest of the food like that as she felt the humiliation that her treatment was meant to bring. Eating like an animal, put on a leash and given no choice in her decisions, she felt just like a dog.
"You will regret this humiliation, you living cesspool." Leia thought as she ate, her breasts hanging low due to the horrible harness over her chest.
After Leia finished eating, she sipped the last of the wine and licked the bowl to get the last few drops out, swallowing with a gulp. The crowd was slowly dissipating as she looked around the room, realizing that must be almost afternoon. Leia's sense of time was almost nonexistent, since there was no sunlight reaching her eyes, no windows to see the suns with and no clocks to speak of. Her mind was starting to lose track of how time passed, and her internal chronometer was off by hours. She considered asking Jabba, but then realized something. If her sense of time was altered, she could have danced for hours upon hours without knowing it. Leia felt like she was losing her mind, and realized this was exactly the intention. It was an interrogation technique used by torturers to break their prisoners' wills.
"Finished, my pet?" Jabba asked as a naked human woman picked up the food platter and walked away, wincing as she was groped by the guards and patrons. "Good. We have the rest of the day to party, and I want you fresh for it."
Leia leaned back on the throne in exhaustion, ignoring the fact she didn't know exactly how much time had passed or was remaining in the day. Lando stood next to her, subtly motioning with his hands to let her know she was close. C-3PO stood by, not speaking a word as he had not been given permission to do so. The party continued on for hours upon hours, with debauchery and sleaze present throughout. Leia was able to spot Boba Fett in the crowd, watching her through his black visor. She seethed angrily at being trapped in this predicament, enslaved and abused, her body contained within a golden prison to protect her modesty, while the man who had turned Han into a living statue for money stood and watched her become the lowest of roles a woman can play. She hated him just as much as Jabba, if not more. To treat a human being like that required a cold heart, and as self-centered and crude as Han was, he was not heartless. Thinking of Han made Leia's heart ache, and she prayed he was all right. To be separated from him like this, with the only things diving them being a few walls and a dungeon cell, was almost too much to bear. Before, it was an entire galaxy between them. Now, she knew where he was but only a few walls separated them. It was pure torture. Leia suddenly felt Jabba tug her chains and stood up as he felt him pull her into his arms, twirling her so that she faced him. Her gasp echoed as he squeezed her against his sticky belly, holding her entire body against him in The Slave's Embrace like he had done several times the other day. Her legs, belly, arms, breasts, crotch and face were all touching him, and the fact she wore a gold bikini did not alleviate her feeling of violation. Especially since his tail wrapped around her leg and stroked her bareness beneath the skirts.
"Kiss my tail." Jabba said, as his tail slithered up to Leia's mouth. "Kiss it and suck it, just like you know how."
Leia shuddered internally, not relishing the idea of kissing what was essentially a Hutt's phallus. The Hutts used their tails for reproduction, although Leia had heard they could alter themselves to grow male or female genitalia of multiple species, being hermaphrodites. She felt his hands groping her bare flesh, reaching upwards as his tail withdrew from her womanly parts and moved in front of her face. Leia felt an unwanted throbbing sensation between her legs where Jabba had touched her, and scolded herself for feeling it while she kissed the tip of his tail, opening her mouth slightly. Jabba thrust his tip between her lips and placed one hand on the back of her head, forcing it in and out of her lovely mouth. This imitation of fellatio humiliated Leia, and she gagged at the thought of it. She suckled it as Jabba grinned, pushing her head back and forth onto it. Leia felt disgusted as she did this, feeling absolutely humiliated beyond measure. She drew herself deep down, burying her feelings as her shame grew. Finally, Jabba withdrew his tail and allowed Leia to sit as the party went on.
Hours passed as the party continued, with many business dealers talking to Jabba and mocking Leia while she sat in her golden bikini. Suddenly, Leia felt pressure on her bladder and bowels. She looked around for a refresher, but could find none. She tapped Jabba with her hands.
"What is it, my Kahnkee?" he asked as he licked her face.
Leia grimaced and wiped the slime off of her face.
"Your pet must relieve herself." She said, crossing her thighs.
"Then do so, Princess." Jabba said as he motioned to a shallow indentation next to the throne with a thick, hard rubber plug with a fixed ring stuck in it.
Leia gasped. He couldn't mean….?
"Relieve yourself in the designated spot, whore." Said Bib Fortuna as he grinned an evil smile. "Or would you prefer your master put you in a diaper?"
The Gammorean guards around the throne laughed at this notion, some of them making crude jokes about Leia's 'plumbing'. Leia could not believe what she was hearing, but she realized she would be given no privacy whatsoever as long as she was a sex slave to Jabba, and she did not want to find out if Bib Fortuna was bluffing or not. She stood up and walked to the depression in the ground, kneeling and yanking at the mottled plug. It was stuck fast.
"Pull harder!" one of the slave girls whispered, a blue and white-haired women in a blue skirt and red bra. "It gets stuck often, just tug with your back muscles."
Leia yanked harder, tugging the filthy thing with all her might until it finally pulled loose with a dull FOOMP and she tumbled over from the force. The crowd roared with laughter as she pulled herself upright and squatted over the hole, relieving the pressure on her bladder and bowels and losing more of her innocence to the scum of the galaxy as they laughed at her. She was given a roll of towels to clean herself with, and then immediately yanked back onto Jabba's throne, molested by his filthy hands and licked. The entire process of Leia's enslavement was dehumanizing, from eating like an animal to being deprived of any sort of privacy, as was the intention. Thankfully, the crowd had mostly left, leaving much fewer beings to see her humiliation.
"The hour is growing late, my friends." Jabba said as he yawned, stretching his arms out as Rystall Sant passed by Leia, hugging her tightly and kissing her cheeks. "Time to adjourn to your rooms, I will see all of you tomorrow."
"Goodnight Princess." Rystall said, blowing Leia a kiss as Jabba fell asleep. "See you tomorrow."
Leia saw R2-D2 pass by and jettison his serving tray, so she hugged him tight and whispered to him.
"Did you send word to Luke?" she asked. R2 whistled a negative response. "Damn, well keep trying. I don't know when Luke is going to get here, but I hope it's soon. If not, I'll have to hold out for a little longer."
R2-D2 whistled quietly to her, his optic changing from red to blue.
"I'm a big girl. I told you, I can take care of myself." She said as she felt the slumbering Jabba pull her into his skin.
The Hutt must fall asleep easily, Leia thought as she leaned back.
"Just go. Save your energy." She said, adjusting her skirts as she sat on the uncomfortable rear plate. "It's only a bikini, I'll be fine."
R2 rolled away, disappearing down the hall to the barge hangar. Lando walked over to her and knelt down, motioning to her chest. Leia looked down and groaned in frustration. Her brasserie had slipped again, revealing her firm breasts. It had been so cold she hadn't noticed the cups weren't covering her numb mammaries anymore, and she wondered how long she had sat exposed before the crowd.
"God, this bra is terrible!" she complained as she replaced the bra over her chest, tightening it so that it held her bosom properly. "You're lucky men don't wear them."
"How are you feeling?" Lando asked, concern in his voice.
"Besides exposed, humiliated, violated, and dominated?" Leia said, her voice cracking slightly. "I think there isn't a single place on my body Jabba hasn't touched today."
Lando looked at her, trying hard to keep his eyes focused on her face and nowhere else. It was tricky to look away from something so beautiful.
"The palace doesn't have good reception. I'm going to have to be careful about how the signal gets out." He said as he knelt down to her level, looking into her eyes.
"Don't bother looking anywhere else, it's not like there's much to hide." Leia said, motioning to her half-naked body.
She noticed Salacious Crumb sleeping on his perch above the throne, glad he wasn't touching her.
"I can get you out of here tonight." Lando said, pulling out a magnetic key. "I'm allowed to carry this, I can get you unlocked and escape tonight."
Leia looked at him, realizing this sounded too good to be true.
"What's the catch?" She said as she rubbed her numb thighs.
"We can't come back." Lando said. "I'll blow my cover if I use this, and I can't go to the dungeons and bring Han and Chewie out without raising some suspicion. I was last seen with you and if I suddenly leave with no explanation and you come with me, people will get suspicious."
Leia hung her head, weighing her options. She looked down at the skimpy gold bikini, felt her numb body, felt her heart beating, and realized she had been selfish so far. Until now, she had been mostly concerned with herself and her exposed state. Han was in worse shape and Chewbacca was at risk because of her. Leia knew she had only one option at the moment.
"Don't do it, then." She said as Lando sighed. "We wait it out until we have a better plan."
"But Leia-" Lando said, pausing as Leia held up her hand.
"I've said my piece." Leia said as she leaned over on the throne. "Han and Chewbacca are getting out of here with us and that's final."
She adjusted her skirts as they shifted to reveal her bare female parts, growling and pulling them back into position.
"If that's what you want." Lando said as he stood up. "Just be careful. Jabba has no compunctions about hurting his slaves when they disobey."
"So I play along." Leia said as she tossed her long braid over her bare shoulder. "How hard can that be? He doesn't appear to want to rape me...yet. I can handle a little groping here and there. I'm not made of glass, you know."
"Hey Tamtel!" yelled one of the guards named Jubnuk as he walked over to the throne. "Quit ogling the master's whore and get down here! We've got some beer, some good leftover meat, and some of those sluts from the dancer's pit!"
"Be right there!" Lando called, acting enthusiastic. "I've got to go, Leia. Take care of yourself."
Leia nodded as she leaned back into Jabba's bulk, sticking fast as she considered her place. She would have to hold out. She prayed she would be able to. She had only been enslaved for a day and was already feeling so humiliated, being forced to strip naked, molested and shown off like a trophy, but she swore she would not break. Leia was too proud to consider suicide, especially since her friends were counting on her. She would have to hold on and pray she would not break. She remembered Han and Chewie, whom she had to rescue. She remembered her new friend Rystall, whom she was glad to have met. She remembered Luke, who was coming to help them. Leia thought to herself
"I am strong, I am protected. I am a woman, the purest, most powerful form of life in the galaxy." Leia thought as she lay half-naked on the throne, her incredibly-skimpy bikini chilling her to the core. "My body may be exposed but not my soul. If I am naked, I will show no fear. If I am raped, I will show no shame. If I am violated, I will show no submission. If I am hurt, I will show no pain. I will never break. I am strong, I am pure, I am chaste and I am beautiful."
Leia recited her mantra to herself over and over, to convince herself of her words. She remembered leaving the Alliance base to rescue him, how Mon Mothma had warned her of how Hutts behaved. She had told her not to worry, she could take care of herself. How different would she have acted if she knew what was to happen to her? Mon Mothma was like the mother she never had, and now she might never see the woman again. She had even told Leia that she was right in leaving to rescue Han, and that she had noticed how stressed and fearful she had become in the year since he had been frozen.
Leia remembered Mon Mothma giving Leia her blessing to pursue a relationship with Han Solo, telling her that her father would have wanted her to be happy. She had cried in Mon's arms in the privacy of her bedroom where Mon had come to check on Leia after she had heard she had been struggling with insomnia since Bespin. The older woman hugged her tight, telling her that she was not weak for falling in love with Han and that she wished he was found soon. Leia felt dampness on her face and realized she had been crying at the memory of that day, three weeks ago. She wiped her face and leaned back onto Jabba's ice-cold flesh, taking deep breaths to calm herself. The words Mon Mothma had last spoken to her echoed in her head.
"If your heart is telling you to rescue him, then by all means go." She had said as Leia wiped her eyes, feeling comfortable to cry in this woman's presence. "A young woman like yourself deserves to feel love and be loved in return. Han may not be perfect, but I can tell he has the capacity to love you, and it isn't healthy for you to give up on him. You've been skipping meals, barely sleeping, and even though you put on a brave face at briefings and speeches, I can tell your heart is aching. It's unhealthy and I can't watch you hurt yourself like this, so if you want to rescue him, I give you leave for a secret mission. I can't divert Alliance resources at this time, but I can spare a few volunteers if your friends will help."
She had then kissed Leia's forehead like a mother and taken her to the refresher to soak in a steaming-hot bubble bath, a luxury Leia had denied herself for almost a year since Han had been captured, choosing instead to quickly shower or take neither and stay filthy from her work. Mon had coaxed her out of her sleep clothes, into the tub and into a deep relaxation. Leia told her she didn't deserve this comfort and Mon simply shook her head.
"You deserve all of this and more, Princess." She had said to her as she held her hands and exchanged Leia's clothes for fresh ones. "All these years spent fighting for other people, people who have nothing because of the Empire. Be selfish for once and fight for yourself."
Mon had then left Leia to soak for hours as she relaxed her mind, praying that wherever he was, Han was at least still in one piece. She had then cleaned herself up, exited the tub, brushed her teeth in the nude and went right to sleep, not bothering to put on any form of pajamas, or sleeping clothes in general. Leia found she slept deeper with no clothing at all, and thought of sleeping nude from now on.
Of course, not in her current predicament. Leia leaned against Jabba's bulk where she was forced to lay and focused on herself, ignoring the cold metal pressed against her bosom, neck and crotch.
"Be selfish for once and fight for yourself." She thought, remembering Mon's words. Leia took a deep breath and let it out with a slow hiss, relaxing herself totally. She was stronger than this, she just had to wait out being a half-naked pleasure slave for a few days until Luke arrived. Leia could not break.
"All right, you living garbage pile." Leia thought as she drifted off to sleep on a pile of pillows, her bikini glowing in the dim lighting. "Do your worst."
She was ready to face her enslavement head-on, and when morning came, she would hold on tight to those thoughts. Because without them, she would not live long as a slave. Leia took a deep breath and fell into a deep slumber, preparing herself for the day to come.
I hope you guys like the Mon Mothma flashback here, I kind of wanted her to be like a Mother figure for Leia. Anyway, Leia will go through some trials but come out on top. She's a strong woman and she will come through in the end, no matter the cost. Stay tuned for more!