The entire journey on the giant sail barge along the desert dunes of Tatooine, Jabba kept Sara close, keeping the chain taut and making sure Sara did not leave his side. She was forced to lie back on his fat belly while Jabba's long, fat tail rubbed against her bare leg. Sara laid there up against his fat belly with her head down and her eyes kept closed, not able to bear to look around at her surroundings. From time to time, she felt Jabba lightly tug on the chain, reminding her of her place as his new slave. She ignored him every time she felt her collar budge and hear the chain jingle behind her jingle behind her. She hated the feeling of her back against the rough surface of his belly and did her best to keep her thoughts on what had occurred up to this point. She still couldn't understand why her boss would use her and betray her like this. Her train of thought was interrupted when she heard Bib come up to Jabba's side and told him that they had arrived. Sara opened her eyes without intending to, taking in her surroundings. The place was darkened with a line of open shutter windows circled around, a vent with light coming through above and a door she assumed led out of the room on the far right side. A small number of aliens also occupied this space, going about their own business and paying no mind to her or Jabba. That made her feel better. After the way they reacted to her 'performance' in front of them back at Jabba's Mos Eisely estate, she was afraid that they would have stared at her with lust in their eyes as much as Jabba initially had. Jabba tugged at her chain again, forcing her to look up at his face.

"You wonder why they do not stare at you my pretty?" He asked her. Sara remained silent, not sure whether she was able to answer. Jabba saw this and permitted her to speak her mind.

"I'm just amazed… and glad, that they aren't staring at me like this. That's all." Sara replied.

"Do you wish they would stare at your beautiful form?"

"No!" Sara quickly answered, turning around to face him and covering her breasts with her arms to hide them from Jabba's gaze. Jabba only laughed back at her, both for her reaction and her clumsy attempt to hide her body from him.

"Oh there is no reason for you to attempt to foolishly hide what you have already shown me and my guests my pretty. Now that you are mine I can see them any time I wish anyway." Jabba remarked with a cruel smile. His left hand moved close to the edge of her arms that she kept over her breasts, placed his finger on her torso above her cleavage, and moved it down dangerously close to her breasts. His tongue stuck out again, as Sara cowered, not knowing what he was about to do.

"Please… don't." She begged, staring up into his eyes, with a tear falling from her right eye. Jabba, having received the reaction he wanted, removed his hand.

"Behave like the perfect pet you are and I may be kind enough to let you cover your pretty body. Do not speak at all and just sit there looking sexy and you will be rewarded by your Master."

Sara nodded and turned back to face the front without another word. The sail barge began to slow down and the room darkened as it parked within the large hanger of the palace. Once it had come to a full halt, Jabba's guests all disbanded from the room eventually leaving Jabba and Sara alone.

"This is your new home my pretty. You'll soon learn to appreciate being by my side and serving me." Jabba hummed, drooling from his mouth at the thought. Sara was left disgusted. There was no way she would even consider serving Jabba's every whim. The only reason why she had 'behaved' this long was the hope of him sticking to his promise to give her something to wear instead of keeping her naked like this. Jabba stroked Sara's smooth back pretending to comfort her while simultaneously being curious about how soft her skin felt.

"Mmmmmm…" He moaned. Sara was left horrified and flinched at him feeling her back. She was almost at the boiling point and almost snapped back at Jabba, but she held her tongue, fearing how he would punish her more cruelly over her outburst. Jabba decided to prolong his fun with her and stuck to the task at hand. His hand left her back and he pressed a few buttons on the console next to where he sat. Sara jumped the second she felt Jabba's dais begin to move then out of the room along a now open platform and took them out of the sail barge and onto an upper balcony that the platform connected to. Sara heard a large creaking from the hanger's door close up as the dais took them out of the hanger, through a few corridors and to a large elevator that was big enough to fit the dais within. From there the elevator took them down, opening seconds later into a quite large and well lit empty room with a metal grate in the centre directly underneath a quite large light that hung down from above, providing most of the light in the room. The dais moved to the middle of the room, turned around to face the alcove area on the right side of the room and reversing back onto the empty slab on the left side. It wasn't long before Sara heard footsteps from the flight of stairs to the right of where the dais sat and Jabba's guests flooded the throne room including a few female individuals Sara had not seen on the sail barge prior. These women each wore a different assortment of clothing with one thing that their attire had in common; they were all very revealing, consisting of bikini's or dresses that left little to the imagination. Sara assumed that these women were other servants of Jabba's.

"Melina!" Jabba bellowed. Within seconds one of the women; a human with black hair garbed in a full sexy looking jumpsuit came through the crowd and bowed to Jabba.

"Yes Master?"

"Take this new slave to the harem and have her prepared tonight's festiviies. I want my main attraction be ready for tonight's entertainment." Jabba ordered, licking his lips as he stared down at Sara.

"Yes Exalted One. It will be done." Melina replied in submissive tone. She called two Gammorean guards over to her and walked up to Sara on the dais, grabbed a small device out of the left pocket of her jumpsuit and held it up at the chain connected to the collar around Sara's neck. To Sara's surprise, the chain detached leaving her to feel a relieved to finally be free from Jabba's grasp. Her relief was short lived when the guards with Melina immediately

grabbed her and followed Melina out of the throne room, through a small doorway in the adjacent room and down a flight of stairs.