The whole way to the Sail Barge, Sara struggled to break free of the guards tight grasp on her arms. They paid no mind to her resistance and only focused on taking her aboard. They went out another door into a large enclosed hanger bay where a very large, wooden Sail Barge stood in the very centre of the hanger. Sara was left amazed by it's magnificence. Never before had she seen such a massive vehicle. The two guards carrying her proceeded to make their way over to the ramp that lead inside it. Sara expected for there to be other people on board and was surprised when she found it apparently completely empty. The guards finally stopped at a closed door and as one opened it for them, the other made sure that Sara did not move an inch, grabbing a hold of her other arm and keeping her firmly in place by him. As soon as the door was opened, the guard shoved her down onto the cold, hard, metal floor inside and they left, locking the door behind them. She slowly got to her feet and tried to take in her surroundings. Unfortunately the whole room was completely blackened with no kind of light able to enter the room at all. Her eyes slowly began to adjust to the darkness and she looked down, feeling her body where the she had been injured from being thrown onto the floor. It was only in a couple of places luckily. She sat there, only able to think back to what had just happened to her and about being betrayed by Rester.

"Damn you Rester. This is how you repay me for being one of your best dignitaries? After all I had done for you!" She said to herself in anger. She could not understand why he had done this to her. He seemed like the last person to do such a terrible thing like this, or anything for that matter. It must have been a lie… all of it. Tears began to well up in her eyes at the realisation.

"I had been such a naive idiot to have worked for him for so long. For having done so much for him."

She was soon interrupted by the sound of many footsteps closing in the distance of where she was. She slowly crawled along the floor in the darkness, feeling for a wall nearby. Eventually she was successful in her endeavour when she placed her hand on the flat, metal surface in front of her. She moved right up against it and placed her ear on the wall, trying to hear anything. All she could pick up on was a random word or two through the mumbles through the wall. She heard a couple few different footsteps pass by the wall and quickly realised that the wall she was eavesdropping through was actually the door. She banged her fists on the door, calling out for anyone to save her from this hell.

"Please! Let me out of here! I have money that I can pay if you help me! Please!" She yelled. All she received was a loud bang on the door and an unknown voice telling her to shut up.

"… Or we'll come in there and teach you a lesson. Don't expect anyone to come help you now that you are property of the Exalted One."

Sara slid back from the door, feeling the defeat in her heart at his harsh words. There was no way she would become property of the Exalted One. When she got out of here, she promised herself to explain to that gross monster that she is not property to be sold at will. She was never such a thing while employed to Rester and she sure as hell was not going to be to him. She received a fright when the floor underneath her began to shake and the vessel began to lift off. She hated the feeling of the room shaking around her and not being able to see anything to help her inside there either. She just sat there and waited patiently for the door to be opened for her. There was nothing else she could do in her current predicament. As if it was her wish being granted, she overheard a female voice at the door and looked up in the direction of the door in front of where she sat. Seconds later the door opened up, shining a blinding light into the room. Her moment had arrived. She looked ahead, got to her feet and raced towards the doorway, knocking over the woman standing there and passing the guards who were guarding her. She ran through the small, well lit hallway and up a flight of stairs that seemed to lead up onto the top deck of the Sail Barge. The giant, dark red, almost maroon coloured sails above sheltered everyone on top from the burning twin suns overhead. Sara ran to the edge of the balcony and found that she was not going to escape as easily as she had previously anticipated. All that lay in every direction around the moving Sail Barge were desert dunes. Her hope slowly faded as she looked over in the far reaches of the desert where no settlements resided.

"Over there! Seize her!"

Sara turned back around and saw the guards she had escaped earlier and a humanoid female human with long black hair and wearing a bright red jumpsuit back over at the top of the stairs. Not only did the guards with her move toward Sara but, the other guards that were on top of deck also moved in on her. Sara was quickly surrounded by all of them with no means to get away from them. The woman in red came through them and stood before Sara who still bravely stood her guard.

"That hurt. It's time you learned your new place." She said. Sara still stood her ground, but the woman did not look happy at all. She slapped Sara straight across the face, causing Sara to give out a yelp of pain and fall to her knees.

"Bring her." She told them. The two original guards grabbed Sara by her arms and followed the woman back down the stairs. Sara was still frozen from the woman's assault on her to even be able to figure out any way to get free. If only she had just taken the risk and jumped. She might not have survived the fall but at least it meant she was no longer in this situation.

"Damn it Sara. Why didn't you just jump?" She wondered. As they headed back down the stairs, Sara thought they were just taking back into the holding cell. To her dismay, she was proven otherwise. The woman lead them through the hallway and opened the door into a very rowdy room and Sara began to regret what she had done. Jabba sat there on his dais in the very centre of the room surrounded by the other patrons she had seen back in the previous place. The shaded windows around the room were the only things letting the light into the well lit room. The woman focused on her task and lead the guards carrying Sara to the front of where Jabba sat. Jabba looked down at them straight away and looked very displeased.

"Melina, why have you brought my merchandise here while she is not fit to stand in my presence in her current state?"

Melina bowed her head and quickly apologised while explaining herself for her actions at the same time.

"Please forgive your Harem Mistress Master. This girl almost escaped…" She began, leaving her head bowed down the whole time. Jabba's eyes turned to slits from this news and he looked from Melina to Sara in growing anger. Melina continued.

"… but as you can see, my great Master, she was quickly apprehended before she could escape. I have brought her so you can punish your merchandise yourself oh Great One… for only you know how to teach the things you own to behave properly Master."

Sara cringed after hearing that and more so when Jabba's frown turned to an evil grin.

"Is that so Melina. Is this information true?" He asked. Melina looked back up at Jabba and was about to answer before she noticed that Jabba's gaze was on the guards holding Sara and not her. Sara stayed quiet, not wanting to give this monster any kind of satisfaction. The first guard answered for her instead.

"Yes Master… what Melina says is indeed-"

Jabba raised his left hand to silence him.

"I was not asking you… but you my dear." Jabba stated. Sara then realised that Jabba was definitely wanting her to answer. She did her best to stand firm. Jabba soon grew impatient at her reluctance to answer and growled in anger at her.

"Answer me now slave!"

Sara cowered in fear as the entire room fell silent. She had no choice but to answer.

"Y- Yes... I… It is true. I, did try to escape." She eventually answered. Jabba's frown across his large mouth remained as he further questioned Sara.

"And did you harm anyone in the process?" He asked her. Again Sara reluctantly answered him, fearing how she would be punished for having pushed over Melina in her escape attempt.

"No… No I didn't." Sara lied.

"She lies Master! She knocked me to the ground when she rushed out of the holding cell!"

Now she was in for it. There was no way that Jabba would believe her over his own Harem Mistress. She had to think fast.

"Is this true guards?" Jabba asked. Both guards nodded their heads and Jabba looked at Sara in even more anger than he had before.

"You try to escape my barge. You injure my Harem Mistress. But worst of all you lie to your master..?" Jabba yelled. Sara felt tears leave her eyes. She was scared more than ever now witnessing Jabba's wrath. "Melina!" Melina got back to her feet and faced Jabba, awaiting his next order.

"Strip her."

Sara's eyes widened in fear even more and she fought with all she had to run away from here. She was now going to get back to the top deck, and this time she will jump off no matter what. There was no way she would let Melina or anyone touch her, let alone strip her of her clothes for having lied to them. This had gone too far. She had to end it now.

"Don't even think about it! I won't let your grubby hands touch any part of me! Not one hand!" Sara yelled back. All she was met with was a deep booming laughter from Jabba along with cruel laughter from everyone else in to room. Melina smiled and moved close to Sara still being held tight.

"Thank you for allowing your Mistress to punish your slave Great One!" She said delightedly as her hands went straight for Sara's long sleeved top first, ripping it right off her body and revealing her black bra underneath.

"Stop it! Don't do this! Please!" Sara yelled. Her desperate pleas just fell on deaf ears as the crowd gathered closer to watch the new entertainment that was taking place. Melina went for her pants next, undoing the belt around Sara's waist and pulling it off before tossing it into the crowd. Jabba sat back and drooled as he stared upon more of Sara's creamy, soft looking skin be shown to him and his audience. Melina bent down at Sara's feet and removed her shoes, tossing them aside, and pulling each of her blue socks off of her feet leaving them bare. She then moved back up to face the top of Sara's jeans, slowly pulling them down her long, slender looking legs and off of her body and showing her white coloured panties to everyone. Sara blushed a deep red from being left only in her undergarments, believing that it could not get any worse. Melina stood back up, brought her face close to Sara's, grabbed her chin and whispered, "This is what happens when you disobey me slave."

All Sara could do was look back into Melina's green eyes with sadness at how they had humiliated her and exposed her to Jabba and his audience. Jabba looked very impressed with his new merchandise and smiled greedily.

"Do you wish for your Mistress to remove more of your merchandise's attire Master?" Melina asked, turning back to Jabba. Jabba sat there, contemplating his answer. Sara thought that they had made their point already. Little did she know, Jabba was only pretending to be undecided, to make sure that Sara had learned her lesson.

"Yes Melina, you have had your fun and now we will no longer receive anymore trouble from this one… isn't that right?" Jabba replied. Sara looked up at him.

"Yes."

"Yes Master." Jabba told her. Sara felt body move back a little, but she swallowed her pride for now and answered, "Yes… Master." Jabba smiled while everyone went back to their own business.

"Good slave. But it seems you cannot be trusted to walk to far from my gaze without getting yourself into trouble. Guards, bring her to me." He ordered. The guards did as he had said and lead Sara closer to Jabba reclined upon his dais.

"That is good enough. Now sit slave and do not leave my side unless you are told to." Jabba strictly told her. The guards let her go and she stood there for a moment, feeling relieved no longer having their firm grip on her arms; it was almost at the point that it was really beginning to hurt. Jabba watched her closely and even Melina moved towards Sara, doubting that she would obey Jabba's order. Jabba gestured to Melina not to interfere, taking care of the situation himself. Sara eventually brought herself to oblige and turned her back to Jabba, sitting herself down on the rather cold platform. The second her bottom touched the cold dais though, she immediately stood back up and Jabba laughed.

"Is it too cold for you my sweet slave?" He asked her.

"Yes… it is." Sara told him.

"Well if that is the case. My belly should help you keep your body warm he mocked in a flirty tone. Sara was left appalled by Jabba's remark and sat back down on the dais again, this time trying to get used to the cold feel of and not giving Jabba any satisfaction. Jabba closed his eyes, groaning peacefull while he enjoyed the feel of Sara sitting by his side and how wonderful it will be having her here for the rest of her time as his slave.