Woman in gold chapter 16: The escape
Several hours later, the skiff stopped at its destination as the winds had blown into a full-on sandstorm, blowing sand in cyclones. Han, Chewie, Lando, Leia, Luke and the 2 droids had exited the skiff and now walked through the storm towards the Millennium Falcon. Leia led the still-partially blind Han to the Falcon as Lando opened the loading ramp and started towards the Falcon. They all wore large cloaks and goggles to protect themselves from the sand and wind scar, which made Leia happy she didn't have to go to The Falcon wearing only her slave bikini. She was glad for her boots if no other part of her costume, since they provided excellent thermal protection.
"How is it?" Leia yelled over the scream of the wind, referring to his blindness.
"I don't know!" Han yelled as he held her hand for guidance. "All I see is blowing sand!"
"That's all any of us can see!" Leia said, still guiding her blind lover to the Falcon.
"I guess I'm getting better, then!" Han said, his dry humor making Leia laugh as she led him towards the loading dock.
She hadn't felt this light-hearted in over a year, and she loved feeling his hands, touching him, hearing him, knowing he was okay. Lando, C-3PO and R2-D2 all entered the Falcon, disappearing from sight. Luke pulled off his hood and smiled, staring at them with a look of concern.
"I'll see you back at the fleet." He said, looking nervous.
"Why don't you leave that crate and come with us?" Han asked, motioning to Luke as he turned towards his X-wing, which had been hidden under a camo-tarp. "We're faster!"
Luke shook his head as the wind blew his hair over and blew grits into his ears. Being from Tattooine himself, he didn't much mind the sandstorms.
"I have a promise to keep…to an old friend." He said, looking somber.
Leia hugged him close and started up the ramp to the Falcon, eager to get clean from her entire ordeal. She cast off the cloak and Han's shirt immediately and stretched out, her exposure no longer a concern no that she was among friends and her blind lover.
"Chewie, is the medbay set up?" she asked as Han stumbled into the main deck, still almost completely blind.
"Yes, it's all ready." Chewbacca said as he helped Han forwards to the door marked with a red cross. "Do you need anything?"
Leia thought about this as Han stumbled towards the door. Did she? She smiled when she had the answer, hugging Han close and kissing him again.
"I've got all I need right here." She said, standing on her toes and kissing him again and again. "But while we're on the topic, I could use a bath and some clean clothes."
"Speaking of which, Leia, did Jabba hurt you?" Han asked, holding her close. "He didn't do anything-?"
"No, I already to told you he never had the chance to inflict any...permanent damage." Leia said as Lando passed by, walking towards the cockpit.
"In fact, she apparently got him but good!" Lando said as Han moved towards his voice.
"Lando, you son of a bitch!" he said, annoyance in his voice as he clenched his fists.
"Take it easy, Han. He's helped us out a lot since you last saw." Leia said as she held Han back, helping him into the medbay with Chewie.
Han still looked suspicious as Lando backed away, his expression softening slightly.
"Well, I'll give you a pass this time, old buddy." He said as Lando sighed. "But any funny business and you're going out the airlock."
"Fair enough." Lando said, slapping Han on the back. "Good to have you back, you old pirate!"
"Likewise!" Han said as he winced slightly.
"Men!" Leia thought with a grin as she shook her head.
She never could understand how males could communicate with so little words. With members of her own sex, she mostly had to fill a novel to tell how she felt. But from what she could tell, most males could make their point between each other with almost no words. She figured it must be evolutionary, with the males having the more primitive of the two types.
"Just lay down here." Leia said as she gently set Han down on the medbay bed, with Chewie rolling out some sheets and getting some eye drops and other types of medication. "We'll get you to an Alliance hospital as soon as we're back with the fleet."
"Are you…going to be here when I wake up?" Han asked, touching her soft face with his hands.
Leia's heart felt like it was soaring into the atmosphere. She had been so lonely for a year, her heart, body and soul craving him. He still needed help though, and an Alliance hospital could give him the help he really needed.
"Of course I am." She said as she kissed his hands, gently placing the covers over his tired form. "You can't get rid of me that easily."
Han rolled over and mumbled something that sounded like "Olive roo", making Leia blush as she walked down the hall, looking back at him in concern.
"He'll be fine, Leia." Chewbacca said, motioning towards the Falcon's refresher. "Don't worry. Take care of yourself, you need it."
Leia hugged him and walked into the refresher, where she heaved a sigh of relief and leaning against the wall as the Falcon started to take off, exiting Tattooine's atmosphere with a shudder.
"Thanks, you old walking carpet." She said as Chewbacca chuckled. "I'm taking a shower. I hope there's hot water, because I feel disgusting."
She sealed the door and threw off the robe, intending to strip off the rest of her slave bikini with it. To take off that horrid outfit, to finally have some privacy after a little over half a week of being molested, forced to be naked in public, that horrific experience in the Gammorean barracks and finally those horrible diapers and plastic panties…Leia shuddered, glad she had remained a virgin in such a hostile sexual environment. She shuddered to think what her first time having sex would have been like if she had remained a slave to Jabba. The thought of her virginity made her wonder, was there any chance of a future with Han where she would gift her sacred virginity to him? Mon Mothma had certainly supported her, and even gave her blessing on their relationship. Leia realized she didn't care what others thought, just as long as she was happy. She thought of herself, taking Mon Mothma's advice as she worked on her self-care.
"Artoo?" Leia called into the hall as she tugged at the collar around her neck. "Artoo, can you come here?"
There was a whistle and beep as R2-D2 wheeled into the doorway of the refresher, beeping curiously at the bikini-clad Princess in front of him.
"Can you help me with this collar?" Leia asked, lifting her chin to expose her neck and the 15 chain links that remained hanging from the gold loop that served as its attachment to the chain. "I'm afraid Jabba might have put some kind of tamper-proof device in it. I don't want to try and take it off myself."
R2 beeped a reply, slowly extending a small laser torch. Leia shuddered as the laser came close to her neck, the metal heating up and feeling very hot on her bare skin. There were a few sparks as the gold-plated collar was cut through, slumping slightly as Leia grabbed it and twisted with all her might. The collar slowly bent just enough for her to remove it from her neck, throwing it down the garbage chute like it was a poisonous snake.
"Thanks, I needed that." Leia said, hugging the little blue droid and pressing her face into his domed head.
She kissed his photoreceptor and stood up, walking back into the refresher as R2-D2 let out what sounded like a sigh and whistled at her.
"I'm fine now, thanks." Leia said with a smile. "Just make sure Han is taken care of."
She closed the door to the refresher and slowly unstrapped her brasserie, unclipped the skirts, kicked off her boots, pulled off the armband and bracelet, and unclipped her hair clip and microcosm, letting her long brown hair flow freely. She felt so relaxed and free now, to be naked of her own volition and in total privacy.
"And by the way, R2?" Leia called as she opened the door, her filthy skin feeling cool in the air of the Falcon's refresher. "Thanks for letting me free."
R2 beeped his response and wheeled away, allowing Leia to close and lock the door to the refresher and draw herself a hot bath.
"All right, I will try to be a little selfish for now." Leia said with a giggle as she stood there in the refresher. "Now, roll along. I want to take a bath in privacy for the first time in days."
She turned to look at herself in the mirror, contemplating her naked form in privacy for the first time since her enslavement.
"Damn, I look like hell." She thought, finally worrying about her body after days of worrying about Han.
The naked Princess sighed as she massaged her sore skin, twirling in front of the mirror as the tub filled with steaming water. She realized she had never really worried about her body much, at least not in the way other wealthy women thought about their bodies, until now. Leia's skin was slightly sunburned, with heat marks on her arms, breasts, neck and groin from the sun conducted through the metal bikini and it's various humiliating accoutrements. Her feet were sweaty from the boots and her toes had wrinkled slightly from being pressed into the jerba leather, and her breasts and waist were chafed from the parts of her metal bikini that pressed into them. Sand coated almost every inch of her flesh, including inside some very intimate crevices. Leia's crotch still bore signs of diaper rash she had suffered yesterday, aggravated from being forced into the diaper and plastic panties a second time with minimal care in-between times.
"Looks like I really do need this bath." Leia thought as she rubbed her sore hips. "God, I'm filthy!"
Her rear was sore from having to sit on the rounded rear of her golden skirt plates and felt very sensitive to touch. Her vulva was frigid due to the cold plate with the uterus and ovaries on it being pressed onto it for so many days. Her nipples were sore and erect from the cold metal bra cups they had been forced against for days, and they felt painful to touch. Leia felt the slime from Jabba's flesh that had solidified into a flaking film over her flesh, peeling it off like the skin of a fruit. She looked at her golden bikini, contemplating it for a long moment as she held it over the garbage chute. Now that she was alone with her friends, it didn't seem nearly as humiliating to undress as it had been when she was in public, surrounded by criminals and rapists.
"On the other hand…" Leia thought, licking her lips in a mischievous manner as she walked into the adjoining room with the golden bikini and its accessories and pulled out some fresh clothing. "…maybe it could come in handy some night in the near future."
Her new clothes consisted of a white athletic bra and panties, an undershirt, some thick military pants and a heavy jacket, folding them and putting them on the counter. She held up the golden bikini and folded it up, placing it, along with its accoutrements, inside a drawer reserved for lingerie in her portable dresser she had used for the last few months aboard the Falcon.
"There, all better." Leia said to the bikini with a slight giggle, loving the idea of having a sexy little secret of her very own. "Away you go until I want to see you again."
She intended for Han to see her in the bikini someday, maybe when they finally consummated their relationship. Leia was positive it would happen and when it did she would wear this outfit as a symbol of pride, power, passion and the willing gift of her virginity to Han, not as the brutal symbol of lust, oppression and violation it had been. Leia turned back to the bathtub and turned off the water as it was almost all the way full. She had not enjoyed a bath since Rystall cared for her after her sexual humiliation and loved the idea of climbing into a hot tub and cleaning her skin of the sunburn, diaper rash, bruises and more that she had collected over the days as a sex slave. Thinking of Rystall made her wonder if her new friend made it out of there okay, until she remembered that the Max Rebo band had made it off very early on, undoubtedly with Rystall in tow.
"I hope Han can meet her someday." Leia thought as she climbed into the steaming bath. "Maybe I can thank her for being a friend when I needed it the most."
She looked towards the dresser, giggling at the thought of her slave bikini inside of it. From now on, Leia would never think of herself as a degraded, violated slave girl when she saw that outfit. She would think of a strong, sexy warrior who took down a crime lord with her bare hands. She scrubbed herself clean and leaned back to soak in the steaming water, the tub feeling like a womb in which she would be reborn from her trials as a sex slave. Reborn from the ashes into a powerful, sexy woman who felt like she could take on the galaxy again.
"Aaah…" Leia sighed as she sank into the steaming-hot water. "...Mon Mothma, thank you for your advice and strength. I needed it."
She would never again be known as a slave, but Leia would always think of the outfit as a sign of her triumph over an oppressor and would-be rapist. She would keep it and put it in a place of honor for her to remember. She would think of herself as a warrior, a symbol of raw sexuality, but also the power that came with it. A symbol for all oppressed slave girls everywhere that the Rebellion would save. Having been in their position, Leia felt stronger than ever that slavery should be stamped out forever in the New Republic they were dedicated to forming especially to women such as those in the captivity of Hutts. Her bikini would be symbolic armor she had worn for her cause, and she would be known as the Princess who escaped a horrible fate while kept as a slave.
She would be a hero, a savior of oppressed women.
She would be the woman in gold.
The end.
Dedicated to my powerful girlfriend, Sarah. *kisses* Stay strong baby, and hold on tight through the hard times, because you are my Valkyrie and you protect me and keep me safe.
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