Chapter 8: Lobin's Final Offer

"You bought my contract! Why would you do that?" Leia exclaimed angrily at Mothma.

"Have you completely lost your mind, princess? It wasn't enough for you to ruin your reputation and becoming a whore of the lower levels, you had to go and whore out to an Imperial officer. How do you think that makes the Rebellion look?" Mothma argued back. "Two weeks, two weeks you were employed under Lobin's brothel. Was that not enough to get it out of your system?"

Leia just sat down in frustration. "I still had a lot left on that contract. Money that could have been put to better use. How is the new base coming so far? It was in its final phase of construction, yes?"

"About that." Mothma hesitantly answered causing Leia's eyes to grow in concern.

"The Empire's new base started reconstruction on the moon of Endor, and our new base was too close to that system. They were able to find it and everything was destroyed." Mothma explained.

"What! When was this?" Leia exclaimed.

"When you were sleeping with Garo." Mothma sighed.

It had already been a week since the incident and for Leia's own safety the Rebellion has forced the princess to stay inside the old base near Corellia. Lobin hasn't made any contact with her either and she had already feared the worst but was still hopeful he's alive given Mothma was able to buy out her contract. Regardless, given the mess of the situation the rebels were in. Leia knew she had to see Lobin one last time.

Despite their best efforts to keep the princess in the base, she was able to sneak her way onto the hangar with Dianne waiting for her there. "I really hope you know what you're doing."

"Its the only choice we have left." Leia whispered. "Finding Bib Fortuna unfortunately is our key to saving the Rebellion."

Dianne handed her a blaster and the access code of the ship. "Good luck princess, I'll try to stall them as long as I can."

Leia thanked Dianne and made her way to Coruscant, hoping she'll be able to find Lobin as she made her way through the lower levels finding the Pussy Cage brothel. Walking inside it was an empty bar with no one inside but a Zygerrian man sitting by the bar. "Why'd you still bother to show up? There's nothing left in here." He said.

"I knew this was the only place you'd be." Leia answered. "I'm sorry Mothma paid me out my contract. That wasn't my decision, if you want to sign me a new one I'd want to do it again please. I need..."

Lobin turned around gesturing Leia to shut up. "Listen, I don't blame you or whoever that Mothma girl is to buy you out your contract. It was the right thing to do."

"I was gone for just one week. What happened here?" Leia asked concerningly.

"My reputation is ruined, your reputation is ruined. Even Maddie left, because of how barren and dangerous this place became the last few days."

"All because of the Garo incident?"

"I shouldn't have sent you there. That was all my fault, and apparently some of your interested clients weren't too thrilled about the idea that bounty hunters are waiting in the wings to bust in and save you if need be." Lobin explained. "Then there were Imperials roaming the lower levels hoping to find you here again and everyone's been hiding until things cool down again."

"I'm sorry Lobin. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. But I think there's still one miracle you can pull off." Leia said.

"What's that?"

"I'm gonna need you to sell a princess to Jabba the Hutt."

This caught Lobin's attention as he stroked his beard. "So I see you've made your mind then? You're willing to be his sex slave?"

"Garo offered me the same thing with the Empire, but I'd rather take my chances with Jabba just to see those Imperial bastards pay." Leia explained to Lobin.

"Do you have a ship?"

"Waiting right outside." Leia smiled.

"Alright then, let me call up Bib and let me see what I can do." Lobin said fixing up a holocom to contact Bib.

From the small hologram, a glitchy figure of the twi'lek man started to form. "Lobin... It has been some time... I assume this is good news."

Lobin chuckled and replied. "Oh its very good news, how do you wanna meet to discuss pricing."

"Excellent... I will clear the schedule for today... Come to Tatooine as soon as possible..." Bib blurted as the holo went off.

Leia felt a little chill in her spine watching the whole conversation unfold. She didn't appreciate how they were discussing about her like she was some product but she knew that she'll have to get used to it if she really is pushing through with becoming Jabba's slave. Lobin went to the dressing room to collect a few lingerie and outfits that would be beneficial during the negotiations with Jabba. "Are you sure you don't want to change here pussycat?" Lobin asked.

"There's no time. We have to get out of here before the others find me here." Leia explained fearing the rebels find her and uncover her unadvisable plan.

Rushing back to the ship, Leia and Lobin quickly jumped into hyperspace setting a course for Tatooine. They were in a small transport ship that could barely make the jump as Leia laid back on her seat. "Tatooine, that's where Luke was from." Leia thought but outside of that she never really had much more of an interest on that desert planet. It wasn't for a lack of trying, Luke didn't have that many good things to say about the planet anyway.

They moved to a spacier room of the ship where Leia could change into something more seductive. Lobin handed her a golden colored lacy lingerie, and applied heavy make-up on her with a braid finish on her hair. "I look more... promiscuous than I'm usually dressed." Leia commented.

"When I needed to sell you as a courtesan, I made you look like a courtesan. Now that I need to sell you like a slave, you're going to have to get used to looking like a slave." Lobin explained.

"So this is what a slave looks like... Tell me, am I the first woman you'll ever sell to Jabba?" Leia wondered.

"To Jabba? Yes. But I've had quite a few pussycats that agreed to be sold to wealthy masters." Lobin answered as he poured himself a drink.

"Why did they?"

"Because, its a better deal than you might think. Especially for people who have nothing, sure its a demeaning and restraining role but there are benefits. I used to hire whores from the street and the lucky few that get a master interested in them are given shelter, food, water. Everything they can ever need, in exchange for eternal servitude." Lobin explained to Leia.

"Is there ever a way out of it?" She said with concern.

"I hear there is, but that'll depend if your master will grant it. But those who are freed rarely have a place to go and end up in another master's leash." Lobin told her.

"Huh, Master. I've probably said that word more times working for you than I have my whole life."

"Heheh, consider it good practice."

"Tell me about Jabba then, I know of his reputation and his name but not much else. I wanna make sure I know what I'm dealing with." Leia asked again sitting herself up and grabbing the drink from Lobin's hand.

"What's there to tell? He's rich, he's powerful, and he usually only buys the best slaves there are. If not buy, take them." Lobin explained.

"If he can just take people, why hasn't he already take me if he's so interested?"

"Your guess is as good as mine, but from the few pussycats I sold. These masters have a strange kink of seeing women give up her freedom to serve them, it's a sick god complex to some."

"And how about you? Did you enjoy being able to whore around a princess? Sell me to whoever client you pick, dress me however you wish, dominate someone who was once the face of the senate?" Leia teased feeling the alcohol loosen her libido.

"Calm down now pussycat, we don't want to ruin your make-up." Lobin said.

"Then we'll just put it back on again. Please, let me thank you one last time, for everything you've done to help me." Leia begged.

Lobin held her head telling her. "You are going to be a very fine slave."

"So I have been told by many, I can only deny it for so long before I realized that. This, this is where I belong. This is what I'm destined to do. No amount of royalty, friends, or credits could change the fact that I'm a whore. I love getting fucked and used, and if this was all some sort of twisted preparation to make me Jabba's permanent sex slave. Then so be it." Leia explained planting a kiss on Lobin to which he responded pushing her against the walls.

Undoing his pants while Leia pulled down her panties to her knees. Lobin turned the princess around to fuck her against the walls putting Leia in a compromised and inescapable position. Leia already knew better what to do, understanding what men like Lobin like and constantly keeping her legs spread wherever and however Lobin positioned her. She was also playful with her hands knowing where to place them and how to stimulate Lobin's own sex drive. She has grown to be more than just a fucktoy, she's learned to be a skillful slut along the many clients she served these past few weeks and excelled gracefully. She may still look like the beautiful and regal princess like she once was but she moans and acts like a common street hooker, enjoying herself as she gets fucked. Knowing and seeing his client, or in this case Lobin, grow in satisfaction fills her own sense of self-worth and satisfaction knowing she's performing very well.

As the ship exited hyperspace, Leia and Lobin finished with a loving kiss with each other knowing this will be the final time they'll be together. While their relationship had been that of a pimp and hooker, they can't deny that there has been a sexual appreciation with how much they satisfied each other's wants and needs in the little time they knew each other.