AN INDECENT PROPOSAL CHAPTER 2: dress code
This is where things start getting into the M-rated territory: adults only, remember.
Zent smiled as Jaina sat before him in the interview room, the camera still on. the young woman before him could not believe what was happening. She was being blackmailed! What was he going to do next?
"You see, I have an idea of how this interview is going to go." Zent said, confidently steepling his fingers as Jaina fumed silently. "You are going to tell the entire galaxy the real story of Princess Leia Organa, the Hutt whore, and do a few things to…let's just say, spice up my ratings…and then you will be set free. Any alternative recordings will be deleted and only the relevant ones broadcast, to tell the story of your mother the Hutt whore."
"I would never…!" Jaina said, jumping up in anger.
"Oh, no?" Zent said, snapping his fingers. "Then perhaps the galaxy could see you violently assaulting me and interfering with my right to a free press?"
Jaina paused as the camera pointed at her, the lenses looking like a spider's predatory black eyes pointed at her. She gulped and stopped in her tracks, her heart pounding in her ears.
"All right." she said, shuddering as she sat back down. "What do you want?"
"And we're back, folks!" Zent said to the camera with a big toothy grin as the words 'AUDIO ON' appeared on the test screen. "We're live now with Jaina Fel-Solo and her exclusive interview about the secrets of her mother's life as Jabba's slave girl! Now Jaina, tell us about what your mother had to do when she was first captured."
Jaina looked at a holo-prompter that had just blinked on in front of her, out of view of the cameras. She gasped at the sight of the words, glaring at Zent as the dialogue started rolling.
"Remember kid, one wrong word and you're ruined." He whispered out of the corner of his mouth as Jaina cracked her knuckles in silent fury.
"My mother…Princess Leia Organa…" Jaina began reading. "…was caught by his guards. He molested her body with his hands and then decided he wanted to show more of it for his courtroom."
She took a deep breath and continued, realizing it was mostly the same as her manifesto 'Woman in Gold'. Jaina had a feeling something was up, but she wasn't sure what.
"Go on, what happened next?" Zent asked. "I'm sure my viewers would love to hear more, and do smile, dear. You look so much lovelier with one."
"So, he forced my mother to strip, right in front of everybody." Jaina said, faking a smile. "Once naked, she was brave enough to resist the urge to cover herself and was then brought to Jabba's arms. Then she-"
She balked at the words passing by, turning to Zent as he pointed to the camera. Jaina sighed and took a deep breath, proceeding to read the holoprompter.
"Then she realized…she enjoyed it." Jaina said as she grit her teeth. "She was turned on by it, but not against her will. My mother had a fetish for slavery, since she had been so busy working to free the galaxy, giving orders, always being the one to make hard choices…she loved being given orders and being liberated from her burden of running the Rebel Alliance."
"Very interesting!" Zent said, feigning surprise. "And how did she feel being naked in front of all those hundreds of aliens? How did she feel being open to all of them in such a sexual way?"
"She absolutely loved it." Jaina said, on the verge of tears as she kept reading. "Being naked in front of all those species that don't wear clothing was so liberating for her. She had always said she never had any time for a sex life, being a leader in the Rebellion, so being forced to strip, dressed in a slave costume and put on a leash was the closest she had come to freedom. My mother was not allowed to do anything without permission, not even masturbate, and this liberated her mind to think other thoughts."
Jaina shuddered slightly, rubbing her eyes.
"Something wrong, Jaina?" Zent said with a smirk.
"Sorry, just…nostalgic." Jaina said, reading off the holoprompter.
"Good, wouldn't want to get off-script." Zent said, casually leaning back in his chair. "And how would you say your mother reacted to wearing such an outfit?"
"She loved the feeling of wearing a dancing girl's costume." Jaina said as she sighed. "The feeling of luxury materials like silk and gold against her bare skin turned her on, the lack of panties underneath made her feel so free going commando, and the bra held her breasts perfectly high enough to show them off to all the males in the palace. The hairstyle even matched her lifestyle, since it looks like a cock and balls. It was a dream come true, she told me herself when I was a teenager."
"What about your mother's book, 'A Woman in Gold'? I don't seem to recall reading any of that in her manifesto." Zent said, leering at Jaina's chest.
"Oh, that little book of lies?" Jaina said, inwardly balking at the lies coming off the teleprompter. "She just wrote that to give people the idea that she was humiliated, could you imagine the scandal if the princess of Alderaan herself admitted she loves being forced to strip, wearing a gold bikini, being chained at the neck and molested all day every day by a Hutt? Mon Mothma would have had a heart attack!"
"Very interesting…" Zent said as he smiled. "…I understand she gifted it to you on your wedding night?"
Jaina gasped, taken aback at the comment.
"How did you…?" She started before Zent held up a hand.
"I have my ways of knowing." He said as he leaned back in his chair.
Jaina realized his pants were tightening, and a bulge was noticeable in the crotch area. Zent was getting off on her humiliation! Jaina fumed inwardly and shuddered in fear. She did not like this one bit.
"Um…yes, she did." Jaina said. "And it really made me feel like a woman."
She read the next line before clearing her throat and hanging her head in shame at what she would have to say, praying something could stop the interview.
"Mom, please forgive me for this." Jaina thought as she drank some of the water at the table. "She wanted her daughter to submit to a man in the same manner she did, give myself totally to him and obey his every word in bed like a good wife. I had even been given instructions on giving blowjobs and lap dances like she did to Jabba the Hutt, followed by a demonstration as they had sex in front of me."
"Wow, such a surprising admission." Zent said. "You're a brave girl to come forth with such private details about such a scandalous life, what effects did seeing such sexual acts as a young woman do to you?"
"Plenty." Jaina said, reluctantly smiling as per the instructions. "I developed a diaper fetish at the age of 18 after reading her book and then hearing from her own mouth how much she loved wearing them."
"Would you in fact be willing to show us some of the costumes your mother had you try on as a young girl?" Zent said, pointing to a wardrobe that had just been wheeled into the room.
Jaina gulped as she looked at the closet, not liking this at all. She looked at Zent, who then smirked at her and motioned to the camera.
"Yes, of course I would." Jaina said as she felt herself shaking. "I'll put one on right now."
"Well, let's go to commercial!" Zent said as he stood up and gave his award-winning smile. "We'll be right back with Galaxy News Network! Don't change that channel!"
Jaina nearly collapsed, shuddering in shame as tears streamed down her cheeks. She hated deriding her mother with such sleazy lies and allegations, but she had no choice. Jaina wished this was all just a nightmare, and she could wake up any time now.
"You did great, honey." Zent said, placing a hand on Jaina's shoulder and whispering into her ear. "Now just get into your wardrobe and we'll be ready for the next segment."
"I won't." Jaina snapped, slapping his hand away.
"Oh, don't be so touchy!" Zent said as he placed a hand on Jaina's rear, making her seize up and wince at the unwanted touching. "Unless you want the galaxy to know you are against freedom of press and would rather assault me? I understand the penalty for that would be 5 years in prison, and your husband and twins would be the ones suffering for it."
Jaina sighed, taking a deep breath and closing her tear-filled eyes.
"That-a girl! Now be a good little girl and get into the costume." Zent said as he smacked Jaina's butt, making her yelp as she walked into the wardrobe area.
"Where will I change-?" she asked, being cut off by his hand over her mouth.
"Right here." He said, pointing to the floor in front of him.
Jaina noted there were no walls to the changing room, and the closet doors weren't wide enough to hide behind. She couldn't believe this was happening, and she especially didn't like the look on Zent's face.
"Turn around." she said, glaring at him as he leered at her body.
"I think not, Jaina." Zent said as she fumed. "I have long wanted to see your mother in these outfits. And seeing as you're at least half your mother, I think this is the next best thing."
Jaina's heart sank. She had never been naked in front of males other than Jagged, her father as a baby, and her son. She prayed that something, anything, would interrupt this moment, give her some time to hide her nudity before the perverted man's gaze.
"Strip." Zent said. "Or you're finished."
Jaina sighed and slowly undid her blue cocktail dress, the silky material smoothly sliding off her body. She then kicked off her high heels and stood before him in her underwear, shuddering.
"Those too." Zent said, his eyes focusing on her breasts. "The clothing you're going to wear for the next segment won't require any underthings."
"You know, a gentleman would turn around when a woman is changing." Jaina said, glaring as she turned and slowly undid the hooks on her D-cup brasserie.
"Well, I'm no gentleman." Zent said with a smirk.
"No surprise there." Jaina said as she dropped the bra from her chest, covering her breasts with her arms and then slowly gripping her panties with one hand. "you're despicable."
"Sticks and stones, baby girl." Zent said, pointing to her panties. "Take those off right now."
Jaina shuddered as she turned her back to him to obscure her breasts, which she realized had grown firm as well as plump due to postpartum workouts she had attended after giving birth to her twins. She slowly squatted before Zent cleared his throat.
"Don't bend your knees." He said, leering at her bottom. "Well? Get to it, girl."
Jaina hated being called 'girl'. She fumed at him as she slowly bent over, not bending her knees and pulling her panties down to her ankles. Once they had been removed, Jaina kicked them away and stood completely naked before Zent with her hands on her hips in defiance, her plump, firm mammaries and hairy vulva becoming the object of his focus.
"You know, I have long fantasized about you in this predicament." Zent said as he leered at her. "You look so much like your mother, and the same age when she wore her whore's outfit too."
He stood up and walked towards Jaina, stroking her long brown hair as she shuddered. He placed his hands on her naked body, making her shudder in fear as he stroked her bare skin, moving from her face to her breasts, then down her toned stomach and to her vulva, stroking his fingers through the thick forest of hair down there.
"You need to wax that, little girl." Zent said as he stuck a finger into her vaginal lips. "Hair down there isn't appropriate for playing your role."
"What role?" Jaina asked, shaking in fear as he placed both hands on her shoulders and pushed her into a chair, locking her arms and legs in place.
"Why, the role your mother played." Zent said as he slapped her ass, making her yelp. "Chop chop, get her waxed, quick!"
Jaina shook in terror as Zent cackled and left the room, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe this was happening! An R4 unit entered the room holding a waxing kit and held a stick of green wax above her vulva, now left exposed due to her spread thighs. Jaina gasped as a flame was lit under the wax and let it drip onto her vulva as it melted, the hot wax dripping onto her private parts. Jaina winced and yelped in pain as the wax was dripped onto her vulva and left to harden slightly, Gent peeling a small lip of it off to grab.
"This might hurt a bit." Zent said with a chuckle as he ripped the wax off of her female parts, the pain shooting through Jaina's skin.
"AAUUGGH!" she screamed as the wax was ripped away, taking half the hair on her vulva with it. "You fucking piece of-"
Suddenly, a solid rubber muzzle was strapped over her mouth and nose, effectively silencing her as the R4 unit fastened it in place.
"Such a naughty mouth." Zent said as he smirked. "I can think of better uses for it."
Jaina moaned into the muzzle, her pained sounds making Zent smile as she felt more wax being poured on.
"Now for the final piece." Zent said as he ripped the wax off, taking the last of her pubes with it.
Jaina nearly passed out from the pain, her vulva burning as it felt cold from the wind ghosting over it. She then felt a laser hair trimmer rubbing over her armpits, leaving them totally hairless. She shuddered as Zent undid her bindings and looked at herself in the big mirror, not liking what she saw. Jaina was hairless and bare as she had been in her pre-pubescence, just as her mother had been. She had already shaved her legs, so the hair there hadn't been tended to, but Jaina felt violated after being waxed against her will and by a stranger.
"There, now you look cleaner. Much harder to hide that pussy." Zent said as he squeezed her ass, making Jaina shudder. "Now for your wardrobe."
The naked girl quickly opened the wardrobe door marked 'COSTUME #1' and gasped when she saw it. Zent only smirked when he saw her expression.
"Well? Hurry up and put it on." Zent said as he held up the remote for the tiny microphones he was carrying before he handed one to Jaina. "And wear this with it."
Jaina slowly slid on the costume and stuck the microphone to the left breast cup, gulping as a gynoid with a makeup palette rubbed blush, eyeshadow and lipstick onto her face, then wound her hair into a braid.
"Good girl, now get on stage." Zent demanded, tossing her a bag. "And put this on, too."
Jaina gulped as she saw what the bag contained. It was a collar of solid durasteel, plated in gold. She clamped it around her neck and walked into the small interview room, shuddering as she walked into the light.
"Now that's what I'm talking about!" Zent said with a smile, leering at Jaina through half-lidded eyes. "Hurry up, little girl. We've got a lot to do."
Jaina was wearing a replica of her mother's slave bikini, perfect down to the last little detail. Like the original, there were no panties beneath the loincloth that hung low on her hips and the bra hung heavy and cold on her breasts, but unlike the original that had been modified for her by her mother herself, the bottom sagged heavily and the bra was lose and threatened to let her mammaries drop from the cups. Her boots were slippery on the smooth flooring and the armband and bracelet chafe, making Jaina feel like a prisoner. Jaina sat down as her long chain dragged on the floor, humiliated at having to wear the bikini in public on live TV. She fumed at Zent and folded her arms over her chest to hid her breasts, pouting with her plump lips that had been painted red with lipstick.
"Now, you have said that you had seen your mother wearing this costume as a little girl, right?" Zent said, smiling his award-winning smile as Jaina stumbled near a big metal barrel and barely kept it from tumbling over. "What effects did this have on you?"
"It had many effects." Jaina said as she read the holoprompter. "I enjoyed wearing such a scandalous outfit and my mother encouraged me to use my sexuality to manipulate men like she did, especially using this outfit to do so."
"Am I to believe you are going commando in that outfit?" Zent said, feigning ignorance as he pretended to look curiously at her skirt fasteners. "Such a brave young woman, is it true?"
Jaina hesitated, looking up at the holoprompter and then at Zent.
"Yes, I'm not wearing any form of underwear." She admitted, noticing the camera zooming in on her hips. "You can clearly see by the hoops on the loincloth that I wear nothing beneath it, like my mother before me. And I am proud to be a slave to my sexuality, listening to what my body tells me to do."
Zent licked his lips in a lewd manner, with Jaina fuming as she realized the camera was only on her.
"And my mother had longed to be back in Jabba's arms, wearing his chains." Jaina said as she stood with her legs wide apart to keep her loincloth in place. "I have nothing to hide in it, just as it is intended."
"But does she not love your father, Han Solo?" Zent said, smirking.
Jaina read the holoprompter and shuddered, her eyes welling up with tears.
"No, she does not." She said, on the verge of bawling. "She only married him because she became pregnant with my brother and I after spending the night with him during the truce at Bakura, as per the rumors. My mother Leia was not a wedding day virgin, she married Han to become a proper royal in the tradition of Alderaan."
"Such scandal!" Zent said, feigning shock. "I would never think to question your chastity before marriage, I'm sure a proper young woman like yourself kept yourself chaste for marriage?"
"Oh, indeed." Jaina said as she faked a smile. "Unlike my mother, I had the sense to remain pure for my wedding night to Jagged Fel."
Jaina hated telling such outrageous and horrible lies about her own mother but had no choice as long as Zent had that camera on. She twirled around like a ballerina at the command of the teleprompter, giggling girlishly.
"And I'm sure it was satisfying; a young woman's first time is sacred." Zent said as he smiled a softer smile for the camera. "I suppose your mother could have learned a few things from you when she was your age."
"Shut up, you sexist pig! My mother was purer than gold and tougher than diamonds!" Jaina thought to herself as she shivered in the gold bikini.
"Poor girl, are you cold in that bikini?" Zent said with a fake air of concern.
"Indeed. It's pure gold and doesn't have any padding." Jaina said. "My mother had to masturbate every night to keep herself warm. Then again, she told me she was fantasizing about Jabba to keep warm as well."
"And am I to believe that she wanted to have sex with Jabba while enslaved to him?" Zent said, holding up a copy of 'Woman in Gold' as her own mother's eyes stared at her from the cover. "Because her book tells a very different story, but you said it yourself before the break that she just wrote it to cover up her scandal."
"Oh, she was a sex fiend." Jaina read. "She wore vibrating panties every day, so that she could get a quick orgasm to relax in-between meetings. She had fantasies of getting raped by Hutts, she spent a lot of time with the men of Rogue Squadron, I'm surprised she didn't get pregnant long before she even thought of marrying Dad."
She shuddered with tremors at the shame of having to deride her own parents in such a way. Jaina's feet trembled in her boots, the sweat making them stick to her skin.
"In fact, there was another aspect of her slavery she enjoyed. The dancing." Jaina said as she stood up at the command of the holoprompter.
"Would you demonstrate for us?" Zent said as he motioned to the stage. "You have all the privacy here, and my viewers know this is purely consensual."
"Yeah, right!" Jaina thought as she slowly started to dance. "Of course, Zent. My mom used to do this for him a lot."
She slowly started to sway from side to side, her loincloth shifting slightly as she thrust out her chest and touched her breasts with her hands. Jaina kicked up a foot to reveal her lack of panties under the loincloth and spun around on one foot, revealing even more to the cameras. The bikini-clad princess continued, kneeling and pressing her hands to her breasts to lift them up even more as she moaned. Jaina saw the holoprompter flash another command and sighed, placing a hand into her loincloth and rubbing while moaning.
"And…cut." Zent said as he grinned and grabbed Jaina's chains, lifting her to his level as she cried in shame and sadness. "Not bad, slut. Let's take a little break before the next segment."
"I'm not doing this anymore!" Jaina said as she hid her face in shame. "I can't!"
"You can and you will!" Zent growled as he yanked her chains harder, making her choke. "If you bow out now, I'm just going to tell everybody you couldn't admit any more of your depraved sex problems and ran off in shame. You and your entire family will be the laughingstock of the entire galaxy, and what about your children?"
Jaina gasped, fearful of her babies as he fell to her knees in the humiliating gold bikini.
"You wouldn't!" she said, sobbing madly.
"Oh, wouldn't I?" Zent said with a grin. "I could dox you and your children to the galaxy. You don't know how many pedophiles and sex offenders would just love to get their hands on them, and once they know their location, they're practically delivered to them."
He let go and let Jaina drop to the ground, gasping and choking as she pulled at her collar.
"You can't fight the media, you little whore!" Zent said as he pressed her face into the ground with his boot. "I can make you look like the biggest fool in the galaxy, your husband could be killed, and your children…well, I think you'd like to see them locked naked in cages with pedophiles, wouldn't you? I have the contacts of all the local porn directors, and they never check the ages of the beings they have in their films."
Jaina sighed, taking a deep breath and closing her lovely eyes.
"You win, Zent." She said, placing her hands over her loincloth plate. "I'll do it, I'll do anything. Just please don't hurt my family."
"Good little girl." Zent said as he stroked her chin. "Now, time for my next segment. Action!"
The camera started up as Jaina rubbed her eyes, ready for the next piece of her humiliation.
"And we're back!" Zent said with a smile. "Now Jaina, the other outfits your mother wore are quite well-known. Could you tell me a little about this one?"
A hologram of Leia in a white pair of pasties and a gold strap-on with a butt-plug tail appeared, making Jaina gasp. She had heard about it in her mother's book, but never seen it. Jaina couldn't believe such a sleazy outfit had been worn by her own mother, even if it was against her will.
"That was her 'sex kitten' outfit." Jaina read as she crossed her legs in a ladylike position. "She wore it along with my aunt Mara Jade, who wore a gold strapon and matching top when she was in the palace."
"And this?" Zent said as an image of Leia in a tiny gold merkin and pasties appeared.
"Her 'night escort' costume she wore to pleasure Boba Fett himself. It was her top favorite, especially since it left so much freedom of movement." Jaina said, fuming inwardly at not only being objectified herself, but having to objectify and degrade her own mother. "She greatly enjoyed him; said she was the best she had ever had."
"Wow…more than Jabba the Hutt?" Zent asked.
"Of course not, she always said nobody could compare to him!" Jaina said, pretending to smile and giggle as per her instructions. "He filled her so much she nearly gushed with cum afterwards. Looking at her, you could swear she looked pregnant."
"You have seen her in such a state?" Zent asked.
"Of course, she kept pictures around." Jaina said as she leaned back in the chair.
"One would think she would want to forget it." Zent said.
"You'd think so, but not my mother." Jaina said as she touched her bra cups. "Wow, this feels amazing, no wonder she loved it so much."
"How about another outfit your mother is equally famous for?" Zent asked, holding up a bag. "I think the viewers would very much like to see you in it!"
"Oh. But of course, Zent." Jaina said, purring like a kitten as she stood up and reached for her loincloth clips as per the commands. "I'll change into it right now."
"Oops! That's a little too much to show on nighttime TV, Mrs. Fel!" Zent said with a chuckle. "Time for commercial!"
As soon as the camera was off, Jaina dropped to her knees and sobbed in shame, not believing the predicament she was in. She had just shamed her mother with lies in front of the entire galaxy! What had she done?
"Come on, cutie. Time to change." Zent said as he yanked her chains.
"I can't take it anymore, please stop this!" Jaina begged, clasping her hands while on her knees as if in prayer. "Please! I have humiliated my mother and myself enough as it is, please stop this!"
"We're nowhere near done." Zent said as he pulled Jaina into his embrace, smelling her hair as she winced. "Such a lovely scent…and so rare…Alderaanian poppies. I almost regret having the planet blown up, it had such a lovely bounty to it."
"You don't regret it at all, do you?!" Jaina snapped, raising a fist to his head. "You heartless evil fucker-!"
Zent cleared his throat and pointed to the camera, grinning evilly.
"Remember…anything happens, and you and your family are done for." He said as he cupped her chin, kissing her full on the lips. "Poor girl, have something to drink."
Jaina slumped in defeat as Zent poured a bottle of sweet-tasting liquid down her throat, her eyes falling to the floor. She felt his hands touching her exposed hips and touching her buttocks, making gooseflesh crawl up her skin.
"Don't touch me." She sobbed, slapping his hand away.
"I will touch you however I want." Zent whispered in her ear as he groped her breasts through the gold brasserie. "Or you will be exposed on every holovid channel as a whore and a criminal who assaulted a news producer. Now, put on your last outfit and get ready."
"What outfit?" Jaina asked as she shuddered. "Haven't you humiliated me enough? What are you going to do to me now?"
"You will see." Zent said as he held up a box. "Now get changed."
Jaina opened the box and gasped, her hands covering her mouth in shock.
"Oh, goddess…" she gasped. "…please no, don't make me wear this. Please!"
Zent smirked, delighted at how much humiliation the young woman was facing.
"Put it on." he said, pointing to the camera. "Or else."
Jaina shuddered and slowly removed her bikini, knowing she had no privacy in the studio. She then retrieved the outfit from the box and turned around to put it on in order to get some measure of modesty, gulping in fear.
"You have five minutes, little girl." Zent said as he leered at her before walking onto the stage. "Get ready."
Jaina burst into tears as soon as Zent was gone. She couldn't bear to let him know how much he had broken her, but she had the feeling he would know one way or another. Zent had won.
To be continued.