Woman in gold chapter 15: fury of a woman scorned
Not much to say here except Jabba gets what's coming to him! Bit of a long chapter, but enjoy!
Leia felt a ray of hope as Luke's green lightsaber slashed down the skiff guards, with Lando pulling off his helmet and using it to club down another Weequay. One of the guards fell into the Sarlacc pit and was immediately consumed, disappearing from sight. Jabba roared his displeasure as Leia smiled in triumph in her skimpy costume, ignoring the sounds of C-3PO being knocked to the ground by a Gammorean guard. Leia looked to the side, noticing exactly how heavy the microphone he was using seemed. She suddenly got an idea for a distraction.
"Now if only he would just let go…" Leia thought as she stood in her skimpy gold bikini, her lovely eyes laser-locked onto the heavy, gaudy microphone Jabba was holding. "...that microphone is perfect. Let go, you filthy bastard..."
As the battle went on, Jabba's attention was directed less towards his newest sex slave and more towards the commotion going on outside. Leia knew her time to strike was coming up fast and she would take whatever chance she had.
"Stop them!" Jabba shouted. "Kill them all!"
Leia kept her vision focused on the microphone as his fat fingers slipped slightly, dropping it as he turned to one of his guards.
"Yes!" Leia almost screamed out loud as she grabbed the heavy mic and slammed it into the control panels surrounding him, making sparks fly like mad.
Jabba was so shocked he let go of Leia's chains, letting the long leash fall to the floor as his nearly-nude sex slave clubbed the controls like mad. Leia slammed the microphone down one last time, making Jabba's courtiers ran like mad. As the lights went out and the shutters slid closed, more and more of his criminal scum ran from the sounds of battle going on outside. Jabba roared in frustration as he turned around, eager to punish his slave for her defiance.
"Get back here, you cowards!" Jabba screamed as he flailed around for Leia's leash, struggling to hold his slave in his hands once more. "Let go of the microphone, you slut!"
"Oh no you don't…" Leia thought to herself as she grabbed the chain in her bare hands, looping the chain around Jabba's fat neck like a noose and pulling tight. "….now let's see how you like being on a chain, you greedy, perverted son of a fucking bitch!"
Her rage was palpable as her strong arms pulled her sharp chains around her master's neck like a garrote wire, using the loose end of her chain to pull the noose tighter and tighter. Jabba struggled and cried for help, but none of his criminal scum were around to help him. They were all gone like rats deserting a sinking ship, and Leia let him know that as she tugged tighter and tighter, her rage making it simple to pull the heavy chain across her master's windpipe.
"This is for all of the humiliations you heaped upon me, 'master'!" Leia mentally roared at him as she held the chains tighter and tighter. "Forcing me to strip naked in public, keeping me on this fucking leash, in this horrible, sexist costume, threatening my friends, making me dance like a slut, giving me to Fett like a prostitute, humiliating me in public with those fucking diapers, violating me in almost every sense of the word but one…!"
Leia pulled with all of her might as Jabba struggled to grasp the chain in his fat fingers, his tail wiggling uncontrollably as his mighty lungs failed to take in oxygen. She pulled and strained, using every single muscle in her body. Leia strained and pulled back, throwing her head back with the strain as she pulled the chain as taught as it would ever go. For some reason, this felt so easy for her now, as if her mind was accompanying her already-powerful muscles as they forced air from Jabba's lungs.
"I told you that you'd regret this, you living garbage pile! And now you've got what's coming to you!" Leia practically screamed with her mind, tugging the chains and using her entire body weight to cut off her master's windpipe. "This…is what…you deserve…so that you…will never…do this…to another…female!"
Suddenly, Jabba's body went limp and his breath bubbled out of him in a satisfying belch, the tongue that had violated Leia with his disgusting saliva lolling out of his mouth as his enormous eyes closed and his head hung forwards. Jabba's massive tail stopped twitching, instead falling limp and impotent. He was entirely lifeless, not moving an inch. Leia waited to see if this was some kind of trick, maybe some clever backup distraction he used to fool his enemies into thinking he was dead.
"Force, please let him be dead…" Leia prayed, waiting to hear or feel something to indicate otherwise as she stood, half-naked and cold on the throne.
There was nothing. She soon realized he wasn't moving an inch, not even breathing. The mighty Jabba the Hutt, abuser of women, killer of millions, runner of drugs and all-around criminal, was dead. Leia heaved a sigh of relief and jumped off of the throne, landing on the dusty floor of the throne room as her breasts fell out of her bra. She quickly replaced and tightened her top and looked around the place. The room was entirely empty, and startlingly quiet. She quickly reached out for a blaster on the table next to her to cut through her chains. Suddenly, she stopped inches away from her salvation, stuck by her leash. Leia desperately reached, trying hard to grip the blaster.
"No…!" Leia thought as she pulled desperately at the chain. "Please goddess, let me loose…"
She yanked and struggled, but to no avail. Her leash was held tight by the weight of Jabba's massive corpse, which she would never be able to move. Leia panicked, tugging and yanking as her flimsy costume felt ice-cold on her skin. Suddenly, a sound was heard from the darkness, and the Princess jumped with a start. Leia turned around, realizing she was almost naked and defenseless against an attacker. She stood up, holding her chains to use as a feeble weapon since most of it was now wrapped around her former master.
"All right, you worthless scum, who's next?!" Leia roared, her rage belying her exposed, vulnerable state. "If you think you can get me, just look at what your master got!"
She stood ready with her chains, looking towards the darkness as the sounds of metal on metal was heard. Somewhere behind her, C-3PO was struggling as Salacious Crumb had bitten his right photoreceptor out, but Leia couldn't help him now.
"All right, come on!" Leia said as she stood with her legs spread, her loincloth rippling. "I'm ready for any-!"
The sound of metal came closer, revealed to be treads as R2-D2 rolled out of the darkness, whistling in delight as Leia's heart soared in glee. Finally, she was free!
"Artoo!" she shouted, ready to hug the little droid as he wheeled closer. "Thank the force it's you!"
R2-D2 whistled and extended an electric prod, motioning to Leia's chain. He shot an electromagnetic pulse directly at the chain, cutting it with the intense heat and severing the leash, leaving only 12 links attached to the Princess's collar.
"Come on, we've got to get out of here!" Leia said as she jumped up, running through the darkened throne room of the skiff and spitting on Jabba's corpse as she did so.
R2 also blasted Salacious Crumb with his cattle prod, making the horrid beast jump up into the rafters and scuttle away.
"Serves you right, you little pervert!" Leia yelled, throwing a heavy chunk of metal at Salacious and knocking him to the ground as she ran up the steps to the upper deck, her skirts fluttering as she did so.
She ran up onto the main deck, feeling the heat of the twin suns beat down on her as she ran in her golden bikini. It was horribly hot and she could already feel the heat conducting through the gold and brass her bikini was made out of. Luke was battling down the last of Jabba's men, and Leia knew they were almost all dead. She grabbed a vibroaxe to defend herself and ran forwards, her heart almost stopping when she noticed one of the guards on the mounted guns turning around, ready to shoot Luke.
"Not so fast!" she thought as she whipped around in one of the dancing moves Jabba had taught her, slashing the guard with the vibroaxe and then hitting him several times, knocking him into the Sarlacc pit.
"Get the gun!" Luke yelled as he tried to hold off two of Jabba's remaining guards. "Point it at the deck!"
Leia ran without hesitation, not caring that her skirts flared up to reveal her bare vulva and buttocks beneath the silky material. She jumped onto the platform and quickly messed with the controls, rotating the massive gun towards the main deck where the engine room was located.
"Point it at the deck!" Luke repeated just before a blaster shot was heard and he yelped in pain. Leia turned to see he had been shot in his mechanical hand, and had already cut down the man that caused it. She locked the cannon in place as it was aimed at the deck, turning around as Luke grabbed one of the many long ropes hanging from the barge's sails.
"Come on!" Luke yelled, waving to Leia as she ran towards him, feeling elated at the idea of freedom and glad that Luke did not mention her costume.
She wrapped her arms around her friend as he grabbed her tightly and kicked a huge lever on the gun, activating the auto-fire function and blasting the engines in a flash of sparks. Luke squeezed Leia tightly into his embrace, jumping off and swinging on the ropes to the skiff. Leia felt more alive than she had ever felt in the days since she had been captured, feeling the exhilaration, remembering when she had swung with him on a wire on the Death Star several years ago. They swung onto the stolen skiff Lando was commandeered, jumping off as Lando worked the controls. The barge exploded in a series of flashes and sparks, blasting into a pile of scrap as the skiff flew away into the Dune Sea.
"Let's go!" Luke yelled as Leia jumped onto the deck, struggling not to slip in her leather boots. "And don't forget those two droids!"
Lando piloted the skiff as Leia ran to Han, hugging him close and turning to watch the last explosion of the barge, the fuel tanks catching fire as the burnt-out shell of the Khetanna was blown to bits, taking her former master's dried-up corpse with it.
"Good riddance." She thought, hugging Han tightly.
Han held her, recoiling when he remembered the time in the dungeon, when he felt nothing but flesh beneath his fingers…he quickly pulled Leia into his embrace, squinting slightly to make out what he could see. He could see Leia's blurry form, her hair looked short from where he was standing and he could see glints of gold around her neck, chest and groin, but the rest of her body was left bare.
"Leia, are you okay?" Han asked in concern as he held her close, feeling nothing but skin. "Leia, What did he do to you?"
"Nothing permanent, or even...intimately damaging, that's for sure." Leia said as she hugged him back. "He never had the chance."
"What are you wearing-?" Han said, jumping when he realized the answer.
Han quickly pulled off his shirt, handing it to Leia, who then looked at him with love in her eyes.
"Han, you need this-" she started.
Han put a finger to where he thought her lips were, but accidentally touched her clavicles, making Leia giggle.
"Leia, put this on." He said as Leia accepted the shirt. "I'm pretty sure you could use the cover, especially if what I'm thinking is right."
Leia accepted Han's shirt and wrapped a tarp tightly around her body, hiding her golden bikini and feeling warm and protected for the first time in days. The shirt was damp and cold, stank of carbonite and felt frigid against Leia's nearly-nude body, but she didn't care about herself. She knew Han needed sun protection due to carbonite containment, and so she wrapped another tarp around his body, hiding his bare chest from the rays. Leia hugged Han close as the skiff flew across the Dune Sea and towards the Millennium Falcon's docking place, hugging his bare chest and wrapping the tarp around it. His skin was prone to sun damage after being in carbonite for a year, and Leia wanted him to remain healthy.
"I never thought I'd be able to touch you again." she said as she held Han close, kissing him repeatedly.
His face tasted of the leaden taste of carbonite, but Leia didn't care. She wanted nothing more than to hold the man she loved, the man she had been kept from for more than a year…she hoped this moment would never end.
"Feel me here." Leia said, directing his hands to her bare back as Han hugged her close. "You're back. And you have many friends waiting for you."
To be concluded, hope you like the end!