Woman in gold chapter 11: how low can you go?
The chapter after this takes place in the scene where Luke arrives to save the day, so get ready to fangirl over my interpretation of it. Don't worry about Leia, she may be broken down quite a bit in this story, but she'll come back strong. Luke is coming to save them next chapter, remember.
Also, I have personally had to wear medical adult diapers once about 7 years ago when I had to have surgery to get a particularly large ovarian cyst removed and stay in the hospital for a few days (the cyst was almost the size of a frakking peach!). During the procedure, I had to stay in a hospital bed where I couldn't even lift my hips due to the fact it could rupture while it was still inside me.
Therefore, I had to wear these humiliating, huge padded diapers and be checked and changed by doctors and nurses until they could finally operate and remove the damn cyst from my "inner plumbing" as I thought of my ladyparts. I felt like a toilet having a clog removed by a plumber.
Luckily my lovely girlfriend was there for me and kept me company during that hard time, and the doctors even let her sleep in the room with me, which I greatly adored. I love you across the universe and back baby, can't wait until I see you again in December! In this part, some of Leia's disgust at wearing the diaper is loosely based off of my own feelings on the matter, but entirely without the comfort my precious baby gave me during my surgery, sorry for that. Anyway, enough ranting from the geeky lezzy. Enjoy!
The next morning….
Leia awoke to the sound of metal on metal, rolling over on the cold bed to see Boba putting his armor back on. Her body felt absolutely disgusting, her stomach churning and roiling from her anxiety. She felt frigid and horribly itchy in her crotch region and remembered her current predicament as she sat up. Leia's crotch itched and she could see reddish discoloration of her skin, a side effect of wearing an unknowingly-full-to-the-brim diaper all night long and through to the morning. Diaper rash. Leia had slept in nothing more than a humiliating adult diaper and had forgotten to factor in the ingredients in the food Boba had allowed her to eat. They were the same kind of chemicals as stool softeners used, and as such allowed for her to relieve her bowels subconsciously during the night, seeing as her huge diaper was swollen with her waste.
"You're awake." Boba said, finishing fastening up his armor as Leia stood up, her nipples hard from the cold air. He pulled her up with her chains, detaching them from the hook on the wall and pulling her to her bare feet. "I assume that your diaper needs changing? You haven't been changed all night."
Leia folded her arms across her bare breasts, glaring at him defiantly in her swollen diaper as she itched. It felt like a beehive down there, and her skin was red and rubbed raw but still she refused to break.
"I don't need anything from you." She snapped, ignoring the disgusting feeling of the gigantic padded diaper holding all the waste she had expelled during the night, as well as the horribly scratchy feeling of the severe diaper rash she now sported underneath it. "I've never needed a man for much of anything in my entire life and I don't need you either."
"Suit yourself then, we're going to the throne room as you are." Boba said as he tugged the chain. "Well? Are you coming?"
Leia's heart sank at this notion, and she lay back on the bed. Her diaper was heavy and her skin itchy from diaper rash. Suddenly, all the pain and humiliation and controlling she had endured for the last few days came crashing down upon her like an out-of-control freighter, her heart hurting from despair.
"Please don't." she begged, her spirit feeling like it was finally breaking.
"What did you say?" Boba asked, glaring through his visor.
Leia knelt on the bed, feeling absolute humiliation at having to be checked and changed like an infant. The disgusting feeling of her own waste, solid and liquid alike, inside the diaper that smeared onto her skin in a humiliating act of soiling her flesh, was too much to bear. Even though her diaper felt similar to a menstrual pad, Leia felt humiliated at not being in control of her body. She felt horribly unclean and wished for something, anything, which could get her out of this predicament. Leia itched horribly and knew she only had one choice.
"Please change me….master." Leia begged, knowing her humiliation was inevitable.
"Lay down on the bed." Boba commanded.
Leia obeyed as he walked around to her and picked up a bag of medical materials. She shuddered at the cold bed as he lay the bag on her bare breasts, making her breath come choppier. A plastic mat was rolled out and placed under Leia's buttocks, leaving a clean area upon which her humiliation could occur. She felt his gloved hands removing her plastic panties and then unfastening her diaper, tossing it into a garbage chute and making her naked once again. Leia's bare bottom was red and raw from diaper rash, and it felt wonderful to have the horrible garment removed, if only for a moment.
"Now hold still, and don't wriggle." Leia heard the Mandalorian say as he then wiped her clean with medicinal rub and moist towelettes.
Leia wrinkled her nose at the foul smell of the medicinal cleanser and her own residual waste entered her nostrils, forcing her to breathe through her mouth. In no time at all, she was cleaned off and a fresh diaper was replaced around her crotch, much to the princess's despair. She was pulled off of the bed by a yank of her chain, and Fett opened the case containing her pasties and crotch plate, putting the tiny coverings into a bag over his shoulder.
"Follow me." He said, tugging the chain and pulling Leia with him as he handed the filthy used diaper to a slave girl. "My time with you is up and I have things to do."
The topless Princess walked through the halls, bearing the mocks and jeers of males and females alike as she passed them. She felt infantile, led along by an older male in nothing but a diaper and plastic panties, mocked and cooed at as if she couldn't speak. Leia felt more humiliated than ever and prayed to the force that this would end soon. She hated the feeling of the diaper fastened around her crotch, hated the ballooning pair of plastic panties crinkling loudly when she moved the slightest bit, hated the fact she had been deprived of the ability to use the refresher, hated feeling her own waste smearing against her skin, hated how now everyone in the palace would know she had been wearing it. To her, the diaper she wore was a garment of utter shame and humiliation, and she never wanted to see another diaper as long as she lived. They finally reached the throne room, walking into the middle of the court as males and females alike mocked and jeered at Leia, with Lando also looking at her in a concerned manner.
"Your eminence, the Princess Leia Organa." Boba said as he tugged the chain, pulling the diaper-clad Leia into the center of the room.
He handed the bag containing the pasties and crotch plate to a slave girl wearing a feathered dancing bikini, who then took it and walked away. The court roared in laughter, cooing and laughing at Leia in a manner one would behave towards an infant.
"Well, Fett. I can see that you have definitely improved her behavior." Jabba laughed as he clapped his fat hands, reaching out for the chain.
Leia was handed over to Jabba as the flabby crime lord pulled her into his bulk, licking her bare breasts before the crowd.
"You used the garments I provided for her very well." Jabba said with a grin. "How did she take to them?"
Leia's eyes widened at that statement. No wonder there had just happened to be a bag of adult diapers in the room! She shuddered but glared hard into his huge eyes, remaining outwardly defiant though her spirit felt fragile as glass in her infantile state of being.
"Like a natural. Since women are more familiar with...feminine incontinence, I figured she'd get used to them." Boba said, smiling under his helmet to give his voice a little pep since he was technically telling the truth. "Especially after she learned to submit to me last night. Once she learned to respect me, she was easy prey to tame."
"Did you enjoy your night with the bounty hunter, Princess?" Jabba asked, licking her bare upper body again as the crowd cheered on Boba, some of them slapping him on the back in congratulations. Jabba groped Leia's body and felt her through the diaper, fondling her so that she felt absolutely violated beyond measure. "Come now, your privacy should not be a concern for you at this point, my pet. Speak!"
"Y-Yes, I enjoyed it v-very much." Leia said in a quiet voice.
She had, but for different reasons than the crowd thought as they guffawed loudly. The topless Princess stood with her hands to her sides and walked towards a purple Twi'lek slave girl in a silver and blue bikini who beckoned her forwards, leaving her firm breasts unobscured as her enormous diaper crinkled with every step she took, every movement of her hips. Leia stood before the girl as she opened a box containing her golden slave bikini, her heart actually lifting at the sight of the skimpy outfit.
"Your costume, Princess. Courtesy of Boba Fett." The girl said with a bow as she handed over the bikini.
Leia picked it up and hugged it tightly, realizing just how much coverage the bikini gave her compared to her other forms of clothing. Suddenly, she realized this was likely the intention of her most recent forms of clothing, to expose her even more than the golden bikini and endear her to it. And she had felt it, just as Jabba intended to.
"Change into it, Princess." Bib Fortuna said as he pressed a hand upon her bare back. "Or would you prefer to remain in the diaper for us, and never worry about using your hole in the throne to relieve yourself?"
Leia sighed as she unfastened her fresh diaper and plastic panties, dropping both on the throne and putting her bikini back onto her body as the crowd cheered and two slave girls re-braided her hair behind her. She realized she was doing this without being forced to, and as such was being brought lower than before for it. Now the crowd would know how she had willingly stripped in public for them, had exposed herself like a common whore, and acted as Jabba's sex slave for days. She had no proof she was being forced to do it, or at least not any that would leave the palace.
"Now put the diaper on your head and crawl to the throne, whore." Bib Fortuna whispered as he reached under her skirts, fondling her bareness.
Leia sighed and strapped the (thankfully-clean) diaper and plastic panty over her head, earning another wave of mockery. The absorbent garment fit perfectly over her head and blocked out all vision, effectively blindfolding the humiliated slave Princess. She started to crawl like an infant towards Jabba's throne, the crowd mocking and jeering as a woman in a blue costume with red hair looked at her intently.
"This way, my little Princess Child." Mocked Jabba, tugging Leia's chains while acting like a parent guiding his child while teaching her to crawl.
Leia fumed at her humiliation as she slowly turned to the sound of his voice, her diaper blindfold making it impossible to tell one way from another. She felt male genitalia slapping against her as she crawled in her golden bikini, eventually reaching the throne as Jabba pulled her chain to tug her onto his throne.
"Good girl, my little Princess." He mocked as he undid the diaper and diaper cover from around her head, dangling it in front of her. "Now am I to understand you missed wearing panties with the costume I provided you. And as such, I have a proposition."
Leia glared, worried that she knew what he meant by that. She folded her arms over the exposed tops of her breasts, bowing her head and then wincing at the chafing of the collar around her neck as Jabba accepted a package from the slave girl in the feathered bikini.
"I am willing to allow you to cover your female parts with this garment I hold before you." Jabba said with a smile as he mockingly held up the package, which was revealed to be the full diaper Leia had been wearing, which was now folded up for easy disposal.
He rubbed it against Leia's beautiful face, making her close her eyes and turn away as he rubbed it against her cheeks. She got a nose full of the scent of sterile cloth and plastic and the scent of her own waste and female odor, retching in disgust as the crowd laughed. Although it had been fastened tight with no chance of her own waste touching her skin, Leia still felt humiliated at the filthy diaper being so close to her face, the stench of her own waste permeating her nostrils.
"Of course I will have to have you strip naked before you are changed, but you will be covered underneath your skirts and your feminine privacy shall be maintained." Jabba said with a grin as he threw the full diaper into the Rancor pit, the monster beneath the cage floor roaring in frustration at the meager meal it was receiving at the moment. "What do you say, Kun'chee?"
Leia shook her head and looked away in utter shame. No matter what he did to her, she would never, could never, endure such humiliation for another night in public. It was bad enough in relative privacy with Boba Fett, and she couldn't endure such an act in front of the dregs of the galaxy where she would be given no privacy at all.
"I will never wear diapers for you, or anyone else….master." she said, her voice cracking as she stood defiantly, her arms still folded over her chest.
"Then you shall continue to wear my bikini I have so generously provided for you and be my slave for as long as you remain in my palace." Jabba said as he tugged her into his embrace, making Salacious Crumb laugh uproariously. "And if you hate my costume, remember there are far worse items of clothing you could be wearing right now."
The crowd cheered and bustled around Jabba's throne room as he continued molesting and groping Leia's nearly-bare body, waving the filthy full diaper in front of her face. This time however, Leia didn't attempt to stop his molestations and groping. She just feebly pushed and held herself at bay to at least stop his molestations from going any further. It was all she could do, and all she had convinced herself she could do.
"Now Princess, kiss my tail." Jabba commanded.
Leia glared at him, trying hard to persevere in the face of such humiliation and molestation.
"Never." She spat, her breasts growing numb from being pressed into both the cold golden bra and her master's frigid flesh. "I will never submit to you."
"Then why are you still in my arms, my pet?" Jabba said with a chuckle.
"Your chains, isn't it obvious?" Leia growled, struggling in her gold bikini.
"Are you certain, princess?" Jabba said with smile.
Leia turned around and realized he was not holding her as she originally surmised. His arms were both occupied by holding his disgusting goblet of wine and petting a Twi'lek slave girl she recognized as Lyn Me. Her chain lay slack on the ground, only attached to the throne and not held by anyone. Leia gasped when she realized she had been in Jabba's arms of her own volition, like a true slave girl.
"My pet is learning fast, it seems!" Jabba laughed as he suddenly tugged on her chain, pulling Leia into his flab.
She didn't have far to be pulled as she was already on his throne, but she fell face-first into his bulk, almost suffocating in slime. Bib Fortuna walked up to the throne as Jabba continued molesting Leia, touching her bare back and sticking a fat finger between her firm breasts to tease the flimsy bra that held them in place.
"Master Jabba, we have heard word Luke Skywalker is approaching the palace." Bib said as he pressed Leia into Jabba's sticky bulk, making her whimper and moan as she struggled to breathe. "Shall I prepare the guards?"
Jabba continued holding Leia into his sticky flab as he considered this for a time, holding the half-naked, struggling Princess tightly.
"Keep them on their regular duties, but tell them to be on guard. He is tricky." He said as Leia started to wheeze while stuck to his flesh. "I have plans for him when he arrives, if he makes it past them and you."
Jabba stroked Leia as her vision turned grey, her lungs deprived of life-giving air.
"You are not to admit him, understand?" Jabba said as his tail stroked Leia's bare vulva. "If he is to come here, he is to be killed immediately."
"Yes, my lord." Said Bib, walking away as Leia started choking. Jabba stroked her bare back and licked her.
"Pretty little Princess, with a body so pure…." He whispered as Leia stopped choking and turned blue in the face. "….you can't make any decisions on your own!"
He pulled Leia off of his sticky bulk, the half-naked Princess gulping in air as she almost collapsed from oxygen deprivation.
"Please….I can't….breathe…." she said as she gasped and coughed, sucking in life-giving air as Jabba molested her exposed body for all to see.
"I didn't say you could breathe now, did I, my pet?" Jabba said as he stroked her chin, planting a sticky kiss on her beautiful red lips.
Leia looked down at her own feet, her expression falling.
"No master, you did not." She said, speaking his title of her own free will.
Jabba reached underneath her skirts and grabbed her crotch, making her wince and scrunch her face into an expression of total disgust as his fingers wound into her vagina, making her moan in unwanted pleasure.
"Then do not speak thusly. In fact, do not speak unless I will it." Jabba said as he pulled Leia into his sticky flesh.
The rest of the day was spent by Jabba's side as Leia watched drug dealers, prostitutes and their pimps, slavers, bounty hunters, and many other dregs of society pass by, treating her as if she were little more than an object. She felt herself slowly feeling more and more humble and bored with her enslavement, even ignoring Salacious Crumb as he jumped onto her lap and molested her bareness beneath her skirts. As the hours passed, Leia tried to recite her mantra but found she couldn't remember some of it. This frightened her as she struggled to remember Mon Mothma's face, her voice, wishing she could give herself the courage she needed. Her fears were coming true, she was slowly submitting to Jabba's control, losing her mind as she sat half-naked in a den of crime and debauchery.
"Goddess no, how is this happening?" she asked herself as she bowed, her skirts revealing more of her intimate parts to the crowd. "Am I really turning into a whore?!"
Hours later, Jabba tugged her chain and forced her to dance before the crowd. Leia submitted without a second thought. She told herself as she twirled and exposed the bare genitals beneath her skirts that she was doing this for Han, but her subconscious mind wasn't certain. Her dance was short but humiliating, exposing more of her to the crowd and turning her into a whore in the galaxy's eyes. Her mouth, which had inspired millions across the galaxy, was silent, to be used only for a male's pleasure from now on. Her body seen as nothing more than a sexual toy to sate male lust upon. Leia no longer recited her mantra, instead breathing deeply and focusing on her heartbeat. Her dance ended after about several hours, the scantily-clad Princess feeling exhausted as she flopped down on the throne. Rystall Sant blew her kisses from the crowd as she walked away on Boba Fett's arm, unknowing of the disappointment she would receive tonight. Leia leaned back against Jabba's throne, wanting nothing more than to sleep. Salacious Crumb sat next to her, ogling her bare skin of her stomach and breasts.
"Good night, my lovely pet." Jabba said as he yawned, the court adjourning to their rooms as Lando walked over to Leia, waiting until the Hutt had fallen asleep to speak to her.
"How are you holding up?" Lando whispered to Leia as she looked up at him with pleading eyes.
"Not good." She said as she adjusted her bra to cover her breasts. "That diaper, those babyish panties, being made to wear them over my head like the galaxy's biggest fool...that was the straw that broke the Bantha's back for me. I'm done. I can't take this anymore, I'm not going to last another day, I know it."
Leia tightened the godawful metal bra, gasping as it pinched her lungs and slowly loosening the damned bra. The thing was more like a harness around her chest than a figure-supporting garment, and she prayed she didn't have to wear it for much longer.
"Luke needs to come now." She said as she shivered, sliding her hands into her skirts and placing both hands over her vulva for warmth. "I can't wait here another day. I'm done."
"He'll be here early tomorrow, just wait." Lando said, rubbing Leia's bare shoulders before walking away to the skiff hangar. "I know you can hold out, just wait until morning."
"Easier for you to say." Leia snapped as she leaned back, the sleeping form of the Hutt sticking fast as her bra fell from her chest again. "Now get back to the skiff hangar before someone sees you."
She leaned away as Lando left and lay down, leaning on the less-comfortable mock-thick-stone of the throne rather than lay upon Jabba's slimy tail all night. She closed her eyes in exhaustion, entering a trance-like state as Salacious Crumb continued watching Jabba and his human pet.
Leia meditated deeply, focusing all her attention inwards to her own body. She felt her slowing heartbeat, the pumping of her mighty lungs, the feeling of frigid gold bra cups and groin plate pressing against her vulva and nipples, and the collar bound to her lovely neck that held her close to the beast she was enslaved to. She remembered her next menstrual period was coming three days from now, and prayed she would not be in Jabba's possession when it happened, for fear of another public humiliation.
"Please Luke, get here soon." Leia thought as tears fell from her beautiful eyes, her horribly exposed body feeling numb and cold as Salacious kept watch over her scantily-clad form, making her feel uncomfortable. "I can't take it anymore."
Leia soon drifted off, her mind filled with fear and dreams of her lover, Han Solo. She prayed he was all right, that Luke would get them out. His lightsaber had been hidden inside Artoo, so he would arrive with no weapons. Leia prayed the new plan would work.
"Please, may The Force be with us all." She prayed as she leaned back and fell into a deep slumber, her bikini feeling like heavy ice blocks upon her most sensitive regions. Leia would need all her strength to get through this is this was to be her fate, and if Luke failed, she would be doomed to be a sex slave for the rest of her life. She wondered if he would actually be able to get them out, or if they would perish, leaving her all alone as a half-naked, or worse, fully naked, pet to a grossly flabby crime lord.
Leia was just going to have to wait until morning to find out. She rolled onto her side and splayed out asleep, posed like a beautiful work of art in her state of near-nakedness.
"I swear I'll have my revenge." She thought as her mind drifted off to sleep despite the icy feeling of her slave bikini. "You'll pay for all of this, you living garbage pile, one way or another, by Rebel strike force or crooks you cheated, you'll get what's coming to you."
Then she fell into a dreamless sleep, the clanking of her golden slave bikini echoing the sounds of her broken heart and breaking spirit. Her time would come soon, either she would escape Jabba's clutches with her friends and lover or commit suicide rather than endure this humiliation for the rest of her life. Either way, she would be free. And right now, as sad as it sounded, she couldn't care less which way it was. She was at the end of her rope and had nowhere else to go. Soon, her fate would be decided, and Leia would have to live with either fate for the rest of her life. One choice she would welcome, but the other...the other Leia would never be able to endure for all the strength she could muster in her spirit. A half-naked pet to a drug lord. And if it came to that...Leia would have no choice but to end her own life.
Coming up next, Luke finally arrives to rescue them! I'm going to adapt most of the movie's scene for this, so there maybe won't be very much new beside Leia's thoughts, sorry to say. But I hope you enjoy my take on Leia's perspective of that scene whenever I write it! Be lovely to each other and see you soon!