Chapter 5: Rhea's New Clothes

After an emotional and humiliating goodbye, Rhea and Jabba returned to the barge and arrived home at the palace. The entire trip there Rhea let Jabba continue his molestation of her as the sadness in her heart just made her more submissive to his sick fetishes. His hand cupping over her vagina as it passed through and feeling her gentle labia stimulating it as her moist pussy got even moister. She cringed in humiliation that this was even possible, Rhea was the furthest thing from being sexually aroused as Jabba continues to force stimulation from her body continuing to touch her in all the right ways already growing very familiar of everything that turns her on, tickles her, hurts her, and turns her off in the few hours they spent traveling back the palace. Jabba knew Rhea's body much better than she did her own as she pleaded "No... no, please don't." feeling the climax inside her nearing and moaned out disappointingly in pleasure as tears continued flowing down her eyes. "That was delectable my desert flower, did you enjoy our trip?" Jabba commented.

"Yes, my Master." Rhea forcefully spat not wanting to anger the Hutt. He slapped her rear happily and grabbed onto it replying "You have been a very good slave during the trip back home, and for that you will be rewarded your clothes. Although I'll miss the way you look without them."

Finally, some good news Rhea thought as she sat naked on Jabba's dais with her hands covering her breasts and pussy thankful that Jabba had been satisfied enough from molesting her for now. As Jabba unboard his barge, Rhea walked close to him as they were surrounded by gamorreans and the once conservative noble tried to keep herself away from them and covered her breasts and womanhood with her arms, Jabba chuckling at her futile efforts finding it quite cute. They returned to throne room where Rhea first met him and where her life turned around for the worst. Sitting on his throne, Jabba announced another party to be held tonight celebrating the treaty with the Empire claiming Tatooine as his own again and in successfully 'convincing' Rhea to be his slave.

As his men started setting up for the party with the smell of food filling the air and barrels of wine rolled in, Max Rebo preparing for a lengthy performance lately, Jabba called on two slaves to give Rhea her clothing. Rhea stood beside him on his giant dais still covering herself with her arms as Jabba's hand glided over her smooth back. Rhea promising to herself "After I get those clothes, I'm done showing him my obedience... Hopefully he will tire of me soon and send me to the prisons, I just need to stay alive for James, I never said I'd give in to Jabba's sadistic fantasies so easily." but Rhea will soon come to know that wishful thinking can only go so far in the palace.

The audience started to fill the palace and all of them awed at the new naked body at the center of the throne room giving long and malicious stares as Rhea froze in position covering herself with her hands. Jabba enjoying her shame while she still has some allowed her to keep whatever sense of decency Rhea tried to keep. The poor woman starting to sweat from all the eyes staring at her licking their lips wanting to see her pussy, "Aughh, where the hell are those sluts, I thought they'd have my clothes by now." worried Rhea. "Its okay I can keep my hands where they are all night if I have to, I will never give these scum the AAAA!" Screamed Rhea as she felt a wet stroke invading her ass.

From behind the Kowakian Salacious appeared cackling at himself for scaring Rhea, the shock caused the woman to let go of her body exposing her beautiful untouched nipples and prepared pussy to the crowd. She wanted to fume at the monkey lizard creature but Jabba grabbed her neck replying "HOHOHOHO! Nothing but a practical joke my lovely, let my jester be. He has more power in here than you after all... slave." said the Hutt reminding Rhea of her place lowering her head. "Yes... Master. I'm sorry."

Finally, the slave girls arrived again each of them holding a piece of cloth and immediately Rhea did not like what Jabba had in mind. The hutt mockingly spoke "The finest silks for the finest slave in the galaxy, the entire set cost me 5,000 credits all of which came from the money your fiance wired to me HOHOHOHO!"

The whole crowd laughed alongside Jabba as Rhea felt saddened at the insult added to injury of her current situation. "Go ahead Rhea, put them on." Jabba commanded slapping her ass again as she got off the dais." From the dimly lit palace, and the completely crowded room Rhea could barely see her new 'attire' especially with the anger running in her head curling up her fists as she covered herself and limiting herself from spreading her legs too far with every step. Reaching over to her outfit and revealing her breasts again to the crowd, she felt appalled at what Jabba was making her wear as she burst out.

"Where is the rest of it?" Rhea replied as Jabba calmly replied taking a sip of his wine. "HOHOHOHO! Well what did you expect another expensive dress? After you let such beautiful clothes go to waste, I figured you'd enjoy something more... convenient."

"After all those hours I let you touch and feel me, you're really just giving me small underwear for clothes Jabba?"

The Hutt gurgled leering towards the feisty girl to remind her of her place. "Rhea, you seem to forget that you are my slave. I promised you clothing and I delivered did I not? How dare you try to ask more from your Master. No matter what else you say you will wear those clothes or nothing at all!" Jabba boomed.

She took the clothes in her hands they were a soft and silky white ethereal princess lingerie, the kind of clothes you can only find on high end markets in the inner rim. It was clear now that Jabba wanted her to dress like one of his whores and for everyone in the palace to know it, except given her noble background and general beauty Jabba wanted her to stand out as the best of his harem. Rhea's hands shivered not wanting to be constantly displayed naked in front of the court of scum. She thought in her mind of being strong for James and braced herself for more humiliation to come.

The clothes were two sizes too small for her and her breasts are pushed so close together highlighting her cleavage but given their design one slip can make her nipples pop out which may be what Jabba intended for her. For her bottoms, it was a white ethereal skirt with nothing underneath making it easy for anyone to take a peak of her pussy and ass. She continued to hold those clothes on her hands while the slave girls tried to doll her face up but instead of bursting against Jabba again, Rhea was growing exhausted already and put on her clothes putting on a show for the perverse crowd and Jabba.

"DA EITHA!" Jabba boomed quite pleased at his choice of attire for Rhea salivating at her sight wanting to get a better look at his now most prized whore. Bib popping up from behind her grabbing her neck and bringing her closer to Jabba. "Lower your arms Rhea, let me see you in your new outfit." Slowly and frightfully, Rhea obeyed and learned better than to anger Jabba while Bib was behind her, with his long claws wrapped gently on her neck. "You look delicious my desert flower... you look, like a slut. HOHOHOHO!"

Rhea sighed in a cold breath accepting the truth that unless a miracle happens like her family or James coming to her rescue she'll be stuck in this hell hole for a long time. Lost in thought, Bib pushed her down to kneel as the Jabba's massive body approached her. She wanted to scream seeing how big he was from that angle as Bib kept her in place revealing her neck as Jabba approached her. A kiss of cold metal surrounded her neck and a click echoed throughout the room. "Oh no..." Rhea thought as reality became worse and worse feeling the collar almost choking her as her body understood full well escape just became more than impossible. Jabba then asked her "Tell my court who are you my desert flower?"

"I... am Rhea Davos... of Mimban"

"And what are you?"

Lowering her head in shame as her hands kept grabbing and scratching at her collar, she saw her clothes and the collars around the other slave girls. The once proud and rebellious woman from a wealthy family admitted defeat replying. "I am your slave."

"Say it again."

"What?" Rhea asked with her cheeks flared red.

"You heard me Rhea. What are you?"

"I am your slave."

"HOHOHOHO, One more time for my crowd to hear. Who are you?"

"GAHH, I AM YOUR SLAVE JABBA."

Rhea felt how inferior she was now feeling the yank of the collar making her choke and pulled like an animal by Jabba. "Such a beautiful girl from a proud family, just another slave for me to play with." laughed Jabba pulling her close to him again as Rhea winced at the feeling of Jabba's slimy fat pressed gently against her flawless skin. "Tell me Rhea, are you ready yo serve me."

Tears welled in Rhea's eyes as she stared at Jabba's reptilian eyes. "Yes... Master."

"HOHOHOHOHO! Good! My subject, My subjects, subjects! This once elite woman has just begged me to be her Master, why would I deny such a request! I introduce to you all my newest pet Rhea Davos!" The crowd erupted in jeers humiliating her and calling her names as Jabba faced her again lifting a wine cup to her face. "Do not be so sad now Rhea, please me well and you'll find yourself enjoying more than you'd expect."

Rhea stared daggers back at Jabba whispering deep inside. "Never..."