Conquest
Jabba the Hutt was quite content at the moment. Business was booming, he wasn't having too many issues with competitors or with the governors he had appointed across Tatooine, and he hadn't lost a ship in a while. He had also foiled an attempt to steal his favorite decoration, the body of Han Solo trapped in carbonite. The smuggler had given him a great deal of trouble over the last few years. Eventually, he had failed to pay Jabba for too long, so the Hutt put a bounty on his head. Jabba had been overjoyed when, instead of a dead body, Boba Fett brought the carbonite prisoner. This is exactly why he liked Fett. But it wasn't the only time the bounty hunter had served him well. He had also tipped Jabba off, leading to the capture of the girl currently leashed to his throne.
The girl acted the part of Boushh convincingly, but nothing could slip by Jabba. His luck was incredible sometimes. How often does a young girl, a beautiful human girl at that, walk right into his palace. She was very lovely, he thought. She had so many of the qualities he enjoyed in humanoids. She was very small, especially compared to his great bulk, and she was very thin. This Jabba loved to exploit. A small woman was easier to control, and it entertained him to see her in comparison with his own form. The thinner they were, the more they were desirable to the men of their own race. It always made them consider themselves very valuable, and so they were far more tortured by being turned into his plaything, instead of running off to fuck some handsome humanoid male.
His newest slave also had pale skin, which was impossible to find on Tatooine. The girls here all worked, often in the sun. Even the richest girls were rather tan. Boba Fett had encountered her in the company of Han Solo, and apparently a Jedi, at Cloud City. He relayed to the Hutt that she was some senior officer or agent of a sort in the Rebel Alliance. She carried herself well, which could be from the confidence of success at such a young age, or the product of a highborn upbringing. He always enjoyed taking girls from the upper parts of society. It always took them much longer to accept their place as his slave, but it was fun to break them. He loved watching their spirit shatter completely as he converted them.
But it seemed ridiculous to Jabba that this young girl could be high ranking. It was a silly organization though. Taking on the empire was an insane task, but he admired their spirit. He would never oppose the Empire. His business had fared much better with the empire in power, instead of the republic. Although the Empire was further reaching, more organized, and more powerful, they didn't particularly care about the business Jabba engaged in and were much easier to bribe. So, he was left mostly alone. This was especially nice since a few of the Jedi had interfered with his slaving business. That had been a great deal of trouble. During that time he was not able to take a highborn girl like this.
Now he had one though and she was extremely sexy. Never had he tired of taking these girls by force. It always excited him to force himself on them the first time. This girl had fought hard on her first night. It meant nothing of course, and he had very much enjoyed the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock.
He was fully in the swing of breaking the girl. She had been dressed in slave attire. A particularly nice set as well, he thought. When she had shown the slightest hesitation at obeying him, he had punished her for the better part of a day. This had at least brought her to the point where she willingly sucked him off. Most recently he had allowed his pet monkey, the creature known as Salacious Crumb, to defile the girl. It always served him well to show these girls that they were the lowest creatures around.
Jabba was keeping her before him, sitting on the throne. Her naked back was a delicious sight. Her legs too, spread out and bent to the side, were completely naked save for the boots. Sometimes he kept his favorites barefoot, but shoes of some kind showed that they weren't just being kept naked purposelessly. Their nakedness wasn't that of an animal, but specifically to highlight their sexuality and emphasize their purpose as his sex toys. The girl was doing her best to not move, as she thought he may forget about her. He never did though. It was important not to overwhelm her entirely. These girls always needed time between his punishments and humiliations to contemplate their situation. He also liked to rest his slaves in-between the times he needed to use them. One of those times was coming soon. It was already late in the evening and he was tired. He just needed to get off one more time before he slept.
He moved his tail up to her leg. The feeling of her soft skin turned him on even more as he stroked her thigh. Reaching down, he plucked one of the straps holding her bra in place, watching as her right breast became exposed from his viewpoint. She had great breasts, he thought lustily. Not all that large, but very nicely shaped. His pet didn't move. He was hoping this would be the case. He wanted sleep so there was no time to teach her a proper lesson right now. He also knew that she was holding out hope that her "powerful friends" would be coming to her rescue.
The Jedi who had gifted him these droids, in a pathetic attempt to gain his favor, was probably who she referred to. It had been a long time since Jabba had caught wind of a Jedi. The Empire had wiped them all out to his knowledge. This one was young. Probably as young as his new slave, he thought. He probably wouldn't pose too great a threat, but Jabba had taken precautions anyways. Now was not the time for thinking about his pet's friends though.
Jabba pulled up her leash and dragged her back towards him. The girl's hands grabbed at her collar in an attempt to prevent her from being choked. He moved his tail so that it wrapped around her legs, forcing them apart, and his cock revealed itself. The leash had dragged her back towards his belly, so she was now leaning out to her left side. The girl whimpered as he moved it into position between her legs. Jabba sigh in pleasure as he slid his cock inside her.
Her pussy was so tight. It had a death grip on his massive cock and it turned him on even more. As he pushed up inside of her, she moaned. Jabba knew he could force far more pleasure on his captives than the males of their species ever could. He also knew he hurt them with his massive girth. Jabba continued to ram himself in and out of her. His pet moaned, but she was trying to keep control of herself clearly.
Right now, Jabba was glad for the level of submissiveness she showed him. He just wanted to finish in her so that he could sleep better. He continued to enjoy the feeling of her vagina, it's soft, wet flesh sliding along the skin of his erection. She began to writhe on his tail, her hips flexing as she pushed her chest out. He reached his right hand down, taking hold of her exposed breast. He loved the feeling of it. It was so soft and warm. One of the great advantages of keeping mammals as slaves was their body heat. Her vagina was warm around his cock.
He kneaded her breast in his hand, while the other kept her leash pulled tightly. Her hips moved more and more, as if she was trying to wriggle off of his penis. It only stimulated him more. Then she stifled a scream. It was obvious to him by the way her body flexed and the sound she made that she had just orgasmed. He continued for a couple more minutes before he ejaculated inside his scantily clad captive. He loved how distraught it always made them, feeling his cum inside of their vaginas.
Jabba let the leash go slack, but he didn't unwind his tail from her legs, he didn't withdraw his cock from her insides. He wanted to continue enjoying the warmth and softness of her vagina. With his hand still holding her breast, Jabba closed his eyes and rested.