CLeia Organa infiltrated Jabba's palace to free Han Solo from carbonite. However, she was captured by Jabba the Hutt and forced to wear nothing but a skimpy dancing girl's outfit. Enslaved by the mighty Jabba, the rebel princess sat beside her new master on his dais, with only a few pillows for comfort on the throne. A collar with a chain attached around her neck allowed Jabba to bend her to his will, until she rebelled against him, strangling him with the very leash he used to keep her captive.
A Beautiful and Haughty Princess Edit
Although athletic and hardened from years of training and fighting in the Rebellion, Leia still possessed great feminine beauty. Despite her short height, her legs were proportionately very long and kept smooth and muscular, toned from years of activity. Above her slim waist her tummy was tight and flat, with rock hard abs, yet soft and smooth with an attractive belly button below her ample, 34-C breasts, firmed from constant activity. Her young skin was still smooth, milky and tender, soft to the touch. A captivating neck stood on top of her smooth shoulders and beautifully curving back.
Continuing upwards, the princess's face was most lovely, featuring deep chocolate-brown eyes, smooth skin, a regal nose and forehead, and plump, pouting lips enclosing an alluring mouth--all surrounded by dark brown hair that reached down to her stomach.
With all her charms, Leia drew the attention of most males she encountered, including Han Solo, Luke Skywalker, Lando Calrissian...and Jabba the Hutt, to her chagrin. The vile Hutt in particular cared most about her feminine beauty when he molested and licked the princess.
Leia had a strong intellect and forceful personality, having accomplished much in her youth. She was notoriously stubborn and could be quite haughty at times when faced with someone who challenged her authority or tried to intimidate her. She was also very resilient, not even weeping upon the destruction of her home planet Alderaan. Upon being captured by Jabba, Leia immediately insulted him, then constantly sought ways to challenge his mastery despite the Hutt's greater physical strength. Leia was also quite intelligent and aware, waiting for an opportunity to turn on her Hutt master.Princess Leia had been a strong proponent for the Rebel Alliance, the youngest Senator ever of the Galactic Empire at eighteen standard years of age, and a member of the Royal Family of Alderaan. However, Jabba brought her down from these heights, attempting to reign in her strength for his own pleasure. With the entire galaxy at war, Leia hated to be detained by the vile gangster. However, she had to rely on Luke's plan to work in order to free herself from the Hutt's enslavement.
If Luke should fail, she would have to reconcile herself to a fate worse than death: being forever bound to the vile Hutt, never to leave his sight again without his permission, her every evening spent bathing in his disgusting secretions and discharges, his seepages and sludges in endless daily "lovemaking" sessions, forced to perform the most intimate and sensuous of acts with this creature. Forever Leia would be Jabba's princess.
Biography: Diary of a SlaveEdit
Leia Has Been DiscoveredEdit
Although Princess Leia had successfuly freed Han Solo from carbonite, she and her lover were immediately captured by the crime lord Jabba the Hutt, who had seen through her disguise as the bounty hunter Boussh.
As Jabba's guards dragged Solo off to the dungeon, Lando Calrissian attempted to lead Leia away too, not wanting the princess to have to suffer Jabba's attentions.
However, during his one-sided conversation with Solo, the Hutt had already gotten a good look at the princess, who glared at him as he insulted and threatened the smuggler. Leia could barely hide her disgust as she laid eyes on the fat Hutt, his rotten stench wafting over her ten feet away. He was the most repulsive being she'd ever encountered. Conversely, Jabba was immediately attracted to the young, sexy princess. At once he desired to enjoy her loveliness, and for a long time to come.
Jabba's lust for humanoid females like Leia originates from years of Hutt tradition. Thousands of years ago on Nal Hutta, ancient Hutt tribes would kidnap beautiful females like Leia and force them into sexual slavery. As a result, certain Hutts developed an evolutionary lust for beautiful humanoid females. Upon seeing her face alone, Jabba was especially aroused. His tail began to harden as he thought of the pleasure her body would give him.
Jabba had already spent several years attempting to get his slimy hands on the princess -- Jabba had standing bounties on any famous and beautiful woman that he saw on the holofeed. In some ways, it was a running joke that the Hutt was "always on the prowl" for women of Leia's beauty and stature, though he was rarely successful in capturing them. But finally Princess Leia had fallen into his lap. Jabba's tail twitched excitedly.
Lando gripped Leia's arm and attempted to lead her away. Suddenly, they heard the gangster slug's booming voice: "Stop! Bring her to me."
Lando hesitated, dreading what was coming next, knowing of Jabba's intense sexual lust for females. Leia, however, in a credit to her inner strength, simply whispered a quick assurance to him: "I'll be alright."
"I'm not so sure," Lando replied, before the lecherous head Gamorrean guard, Jubnuk, lustfully grabbed Leia and pushed her to Jabba's dais, leaving Lando behind and groping Leia's rear end and breasts through the armor.
Unfortunately for Leia, she had no idea of the perverse lust Hutts had for women. Most of the women the Hutts enslaved were either stripped naked and executed in a way that aroused their master, or were unfortunate enough to be kept alive to pleasure them on a daily basis. The few who managed to escape went into hiding, too traumatized to tell anyone of the disgusting sexual acts that they were forced to perform with their Hutt captor. Others became prostitutes because of the drugs they became addicted to, performing sex for money to keep buying them.
Jabba's appreciation of Leia's charming features deepened as she was brought closer before him, struggling all the way. Watching her resist her inevitable meeting with him he groaned deeply, relishing the opportunity to tame her beauty and fierce, dormant sexuality.
Crossing the final few feet separating her from the Hutt's throne, Leia uttered a quick threat. "We have powerful friends, Jabba. You're going to regret this." The words did not come out as strongly as she had wished. She hadn't noticed before how truly massive he was, especially his head. His orange eyes in particular were incredible in size and bewildering in their reptilian complexity, as both his pupils and irises expanded and contracted independently of each other in pleasure at the sight of her. Leia quickly found that she could not maintain eye contact with the Hutt for long before she began to feel weakened by his vast, piercing gaze, but she also found it incredibly difficult to look away once he had locked eyes with her, losing herself in their orange gleaming. Thus, by the time she was brought fully to stand on his throne she was quite limp, allowing Jubnuk to shove her body rudely into the Hutt's tremendous girth.
Jabba stretched his left hand around her waist and placed it commandingly on her clothed hip. Then he drew her even closer to himself, until their faces were mere inches apart, her covered stomach pressed against his oily snake-like skin, allowing him to feel it's sexy shape. Jabba instantly wondered what it would feel like to hold the princess when her body was deprived of any clothing. Only after he had again locked eyes with Leia and noticed from her humiliated expression, that she was weakening, did he respond to her threat.
"Oh, I'm sure. But in the meantime I will thoroughly enjoy the pleasure of your company."
Leia, meanwhile unable to hide the fear now visible on her lovely face, gazed, terrified, at Jabba. Large, gross, slimy fingers groping at her hips and sides, he took in her lovely scent through his flared nostrils and then breathed out his appreciation through his hideous maw: "Leia...."
Jabba then poked his fat, dripping tongue out to Leia, offering it to her with lust. Leia glanced at his tongue and instantly she knew what Jabba wanted. Repulsed and fearful, Princess Leia quickly turned away, a beautifully revolted and terrified moan escaping her plump lips: "Oohhh", while the sound of both Jabba's squelching tongue and his gurgling grunt of longing sounded in her right ear. Leia realized the mistake she had made. It sounded like a moan of lust, a moan a woman would emit to arouse her mate as he would make love to her.
Before she could move away, Jabba's mouth opened and flicked his tongue right at her mouth. Leia managed to miss contact with his tongue, but Jabba was determined. His tongue emerged a second time, and despite Leia's attempt to push herself away from the ravaging Hutt, the tip of the slimy appendage managed to poke her ear and then flick away strands of her hair. Another wet gurgle escaped him; Leia would not give him the satisfaction of moaning again.
Just then, "Oh, I can't bear to watch," C-3PO said, watching the Hutt's amorous display. He hid behind Ree-Yees, the three-eyed alien, as said alien smirked at Leia and whispered something crude and suggestive of Leia's virtue as a woman to one of the patrons, who then laughed, exposed his manhood and pelvis-thrusted in her direction as Leia blushed dark red. Salacious Crumb cackled evilly, his laugh containing indecorous names for a female that suggested Leia was sexually promiscuous.
Now holding Leia tightly against his stinking mass, Jabba extended his tongue yet further to explore more of her face, sounding his low and wet grunts deliberately right close to Leia's ear. She fought back, but it was no use. Jabba's hunger for the princess would not be denied. He slopped his tongue across her lovely cheek, flicking it near her mouth with the intention of tasting her lips. Leia fought back now with increasing desperation, hitting and slapping the Hutt's oily flesh and kicking at his belly, now unable to contain her frantic moaning of disgust. Salacious Crumb roared with laughter.
Praying that the disgusting assault on her body would stop soon, she continued to battle Jabba's will to kiss her. But it did not stop. It felt like a lifetime that Jabba's tongue wriggled against her cheek trying to get in her mouth, all the while his deep, wet, eager grunts and the laughter and jeers of the court haunting her.
Jabba mindlessly attacked Leia with his affection, his only priority to taste her arousing skin, the smooth, perfumed skin of a princess. . . his princess, now and forevermore.
Leia's moans and protests soon grew louder and more urgent over the next several minutes, in which Jabba would not let up trying to get his slimy, warty tongue inside her mouth, until suddenly Jabba's great voice boomed out in laughter along with the rest of the court members. Allowed only a mere moment to breathe, Leia jerked back and gasped for air, neck still faced away from the gluttonous Hutt. His mucus and saliva dripped down all over the side of her face, her lovely skin thoroughly slathered with Jabba's affections.
Leia managed to get several choppy breaths in while the laughter of Jabba and the court continued, but her respite was not long. Once his laughter ceased, he hungrily seized the princess's body with a grunt and pulled her in for more. Leia was not prepared for the quick movement and was at last vulnerable to his kiss. Squirming, the princess whimpered, "No! Please. . .". He slithered his tongue over her lips, in a slow moment of savoring, trailed down to her beautiful neck, slobbered up her chin again and then plunged the squishy appendage through her full, luscious red lips.
Jabba relished her exquisite taste and the vocal vibrations of her revolted groans. His strong reptilian tongue easily dominated her weaker mammalian one, then expanded its conquest to her curious ivory teeth. With her mouth full of the strange, bitter taste of the Hutt's saliva, Leia could not help but become overwhelmingly nauseated, this one gross sensation dominating all her fear, now left only with pure disgust, as this inhuman tongue full of rot and rancid fluid plunged deeper into her mouth and down her throat with insane lust. She tried biting down hard on Jabba's tongue, but he instead squeezed her cheeks and jawbones to keep her jaws wide open and continue his violation of her mouth.
Leia's knees buckled and her resilience began to give way even more to the Hutt's gross assault. Jabba tightened his grip on her body to hold her up for his continued exploration of her mouth. Leia gagged slightly as Jabba's tongue brushed the back of her throat. While Leia continued to gag on Jabba's fat tongue, the Hutt decided to explore her body in other ways as he lustfully groped the princess's rounded rear and crotch, moaning with pleasure as his tail continued to harden. Tears stung at the sides of Leia's eyes as the foul gangster's tongue stroked her own, making sure to coat every inch of her mouth with his own saliva. Already failing to suppress how grossed out she was by Jabba, tears now trailed, on top of it all, down her beautiful cheeks. Nonetheless, whatever he intended for her, she swore to herself she wouldn't break.
Jabba's strong tongue finally ceased its exploration of her mouth and withdrew. Leia jerked back from the Hutt once again, accidentally swallowing his slimy mucus-saliva combination and coughing to expel the rest of the slime from her mouth. "You taste so delicious, my lovely." Jabba said, grasping her bottom and pulling her closer. "I have waited....I have fantasized for a long time about this . . .it intrigues me to guess what the rest of you will taste like." Leia shivered, not liking the sound of his statement. She then braced herself for whatever depravities Jabba intended to submit her to. She swore that, contrary to their original plan, she would kill the Hutt herself as soon as Luke had assured the safety of the others. Fully hiding away her resolve now, the Princess gazed again into the hypnotic eyes of her new master, and--with a quiet dignity only a princess could possess--awaited his first command.
Leia is Stripped Before Her New MasterEdit
Jabba continued molesting Leia as the crowd cheered, laughing at the woman as she squirmed and tried to break loose. He thought of how they had been up all night, and decided they deserved a good reward. A show unlike any they had seen before, a royal woman brought to the lowest rank of them all. Besides, ugly ubese armor was not suitable for a sexy, royal woman who was to service him for the rest of her life. Oh yes, he was going to enjoy this. "My friends!" he shouted, his tail throbbing in excitement. "We have captured a very lovely guest here tonight!"
Jubnuk, the Gammorean guard, lustfully dragged Leia to the center of the throne room, attempting to grope her chest through the bulky armor. He looked at Jabba with a waiting glance, grunting out a question in Gammorean. "What shall be done with this lovely girl?" C-3PO translated, looking at Jabba. Jabba rumbled a question in Huttese, making Threepio tremble. Jabba spoke in both Huttese and basic, so he alternated to Huttese to make Leia more uncertain about her fate. He loved seeing the fear in his Princess's eyes. "Oh dear." C-3PO said with a shudder. "His exaltedness, the great Jabba the Hutt, decrees that the woman before him shall be prepared for a life of service to his eminence. But first, he requests that his royal guards, the Gammoreans, deprive her of her clothing, seeing as....it is....most unfeminine for a royal woman." The crowd roared as Lando stepped forward, with Leia giving him a look that told him not to blow his cover.
The Gammorean guards stepped forward, lust in their eyes as several of them, including the guard called Jubnuk who had been the first of the guards to touch her, surrounded her, grabbing at her clothing in a wild race to expose as much flesh as possible. Her belt and helmet were thrown to the ground, followed by the bandolier crossed over her armor. The reality of Leia's predicament sunk in as she realized they weren't just removing her weaponry, they were going to strip her of all outer clothing. Her defense instincts kicked in at the thought of being exposed before males, and she fought back with all her might.
"Don't you dare touch me!" Leia growled, kicking one of the guards as he ripped her coat open. Jabba chuckled as he watched the feisty princess struggle against the Gammorreans, swallowing a paddy frog and licking his lips as Leia's outer clothes were removed. His tail began to throb with excitement as her toned sexy tummy became exposed by her sheer undershirt. Suddenly Leia felt something wet touch her lower back, and realized a Gammorean guard was sucking on her flesh, his hand reaching up to grope her vulva through her panties. She cried out and fought with all she had. "Get off of me!" She yelled, kicking one of the guards in the crotch as he slapped her bottom.
Several guards were kicked and punched before Jubnuk delivered a strategic blow to Leia's kidneys, and another blow to her crotch and breasts, making her double over in pain. Leia tried to fight back, slapping and kicking as her pants were roughly undone, sending buttons and pieces of zipper falling to the ground. "Hold still, whore!" He growled as he wrapped his arms under her arms and behind her head in a full nelson. Leia kicked backwards, kicking Jubnuk in the crotch as another guard held his fist in front of her face. "If you touch me, I'll-!" "Stop!" Jabba boomed, causing Leia and the guards to freeze mid-brawl in the center of the room as Leia now stood half-naked before the crowd.
The Gammoreans quickly realized that Jabba was talking to the princess, and quickly resumed stripping Leia before she could react. Had they not been restrained by a firm athletic bra and her undershirt, Leia's breasts would have bounced as her pants dropped to her knees, exposing a dark pair of panties. Had it not been for the wide defensive stance of her legs, her pants would've already been dropped on the ground. "I see now that this woman is a force to be reckoned with." Lando walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder sympathetically, looking into Leia's brown eyes as if to say "Relax, I'm here. Don't be afraid.". The half-naked princess shivered with fear but glared at Jabba, remaining defiant in the face of this treatment. "However, she is not to be harmed unless I wish it. Jubnuk, I commend you on your restraint, and your knowledge of a female human's weak points."
Leia shivered in fear as Jubnuk grinned proudly, groping her barely-covered breasts with his filthy hands. She closed her eyes in defeat, slowly pulling her pants back up and pulling her jacket closed again. "If your guards touch me again, I'll make sure they regret it." Leia growled, glaring at Jabba and pulling her jacket back on as her legs shivered with anger. Jabba smiled at Leia's resistance, then realized that he could humiliate the proud, defiant Princess even more than he already had. Oh yes, he was going to enjoy this. He then decided upon a more humiliating way for Leia's sexy body to be exposed, and licked her lips in anticipation of it.
"My lady, I admire your resistance. I like that in my women." Jabba announced, licking his lips and drinking in the sight of the still fully-dressed woman before him as she tried in vain to keep the curves and contours of her body a secret from him and his courtiers. "But your clothes are to come off your sexy body right now....or Solo and the Wookie will die." Jabba threatened. Leia's wide brown eyes opened in fear, shocked at how easily Jabba had defeated her. Jabba was already holding her closest friends captive, probably torturing them for his amusement.
Although the plan had already failed, she had risked her life by coming here to rescue Han; was she really going to let him be executed simply because she refused to strip for Jabba? "No answer?" Jabba said, smirking at the frazzled princess as she shivered with fear. "Jubnuk, bring the prisoners to the Rancor pit!" "No!" Leia called out, realizing too late that she had dropped her defiant cover. There was no use pretending. "Please don't." she begged quietly. Her vulnerability was now clear to everyone, Jabba most of all. "Then you have two choices, slut." Jabba said as Leia walked into the center of the throne room. "Either you strip down while my friends and I watch, or your friends will be eaten while you watch."
Completely defeated now, Leia closed her eyes. She far preferred the notion of a public show of her nudity over a public execution of both her close friend Chewbacca and her lover Han Solo. "Well, my pet?" Jabba asked as he leered at her half-naked form. Leia sighed as she undid her jacket and stepped out of the pants, shifting them off to the side and exposing her padded panties and her long, milky-white legs as the crowd cheered. They were toned and firm from working out and running in the past few months since the Hoth base was lost, and their long length seemed to arouse Jabba. "More!" shouted one of the patrons, whistling crudely and slapping the table. "Yeah, take it off!" yelled another one as he made an exceptionally crude hand gesture. Leia glared towards the raucous den of thieves, but realizing her defeat, pulled off her jacket and shredded undershirt, tossing it to the ground and standing in her firm black athletic bra and panties with her hands on her hips.
"Well, my lovely lady?" Jabba asked, licking his lips in anticipation. "I took my clothes off, isn't that what you wanted?" Leia said, growling under her breath as she stood there in a padded pair of panties and matching workout brasserie. "I said to show your body to my friends." Jabba said with a smirk. "I never said there could be any clothing on it" "What..... do you mean....?" Leia asked as she shivered in humiliation, terrified with the fact that she already knew the answer to her own question.
"I never said there could be any clothing on your body." Said Jabba, licking his lips. "Your bra and panties count as clothing, although a respectable woman would never wear only her underclothes in public, isn't that right?" Leia shuddered at the words "a respectable woman". Her fears were true, Jabba was intending to humiliate her by reducing her from a proud, conservative royal woman into a cheap whore for all to see. Only a whore would take all her clothes off in public, shameless and flirtatious. "Now strip... and show us what you look like....in your natural human state!"
Leia hesitated, looking around the court. A look from Jabba immediately made her choice clear, it was either a show of her nudity or her friends' executions. She slowly undid the first hook of her athletic bra, furious at having to show her nude body to Jabba and his court. "Remove your clothing slowly or I will have my men do it. And trust me, they will be delighted to touch you...." Leia realized she had no choice and continued removing her bra, shaking as her full, firm bosoms sprang out from their restraining garment, revealing their full 36-C size. Jabba licked his lips as Leia shyly kept one arm over her exposed breasts, putting one hand down the front of her padded panties. She stood still, her heart pounding.
Jabba nodded and made a hand gesture towards Leia. "Take them off." He said. Leia closed her eyes as she pulled the little black panties down, making them slide down her slim legs and kicking them away along with, to her discomfort, her sanitary pad. She then placed her hands over her bare crotch and breasts as men jeered at her and shouted crude comments. "That's not good enough, my pet!" Jabba roared. "These men have wanted to see you bare and unclothed for their troubles! Take your hands off your body or Solo and that creature in the dungeon will die!"
Leia's heart pounded with fear as she stood with her breasts and womanhood just barely covered by her small, pliable hands. She prayed for something, anything, to cause enough alarm and distraction to keep her from stripping and retain some tiny measure of modesty. She realized just how completely her female privacy had been stripped from her. Not just her body, but Leia's emotions were completely on display here, since they could instantly tell what she was thinking.
What else would a young woman think except "Goddess, please help save me from this humiliation!" in this scenario? Leia knew the answer was nothing else, because her mind was filled with thoughts just like that and more, wishing for anything that would draw attention away from her body as she stood before the crowd, humiliated beyond measure at being completely in the raw before strangers. "Oh dear!" C-3PO said as he briefly looked back at the scene. "What in the world are you thinking??" Jabba pushed the droid away as Leia looked away, ashamed beyond measure that she was now fully and utterly naked before a crowd which consisted primarily of drunken, horny males.
"My pretty girl....do not hide such natural beauty from our eyes," he purred to the naked princess as she stood exposed and humiliated, shivering both from fear and the cold air in the throne room. Leia looked around and saw several Gammoreans picking up her clothes and tossing them to the horny crowd, being met with cheers as a few Jawas grabbed her helmet and air tanks. "Such a lovely body should not be kept to yourself alone. Move your hands and show us what feminine assets you have to offer my court."
Leia was now completely naked and feeling more vulnerable than she had ever felt before in her entire life. She realized she had no choice and fearfully lowered her arms, taking them off her crotch and breasts to finally expose her body to the crowd for all to see. Her neck was firm and long, supporting her head and accentuating her beautiful face, which was only enhanced by her long brown hair. Her breasts were firm, well-rounded and pert, well-sized at 36-C. Her arms were fairly thin but still muscular, and her hands were small and possessed long dexterous fingers. Jabba wondered how they would feel massaging his flesh.
Going further down, her stomach was flat and toned, and Jabba enjoyed how it went concave when she breathed out. Her womanhood was almost invisible because of the thick forest of pubic hair surrounding it, but Jabba licked his lips all the same. As his lustful gaze trailed over her hips and lovely bottom he began to fantasize about how these areas would taste. The fat Hutt could wait no longer to find out. His hardening tail began to throb and violently slap his dais, leaking seminal fluid, and, drool running down his scaly belly, he decided to indulge in his captive lady.
"Come near me, sexy. Come to your new lover!" Jabba boomed, taking in Leia's nude figure. The princess stood for a moment, finally understanding what exactly Jabba desired, processing, with fear and rage, the words he had just spoken to her. Lover. The fat Hutt wanted more than just a kiss . . . much, much more.
Panic quickly overtook her, but she steeled her gaze and kept her lips firm. Leia was prodded forward by Bib Fortuna, who shoved her forward and pinched her exposed buttocks to keep her moving. Leia walked naked to the bloated Hutt through a path that had been cleared for her, ignoring the taunts and jeers flung at her from behind as males exposed their genitals to her and forced her to walk between 2 lines of erect phalluses. The penises rubbed against her naked form, increasing her discomfort and fear with every step she took. Once she was within a meter of Jabba, she pounced with a right hook, aiming directly for Jabba's eye. She scowled as his meaty hand caught her small, bony one.
"Ahhh. . . Leia . . ." Jabba purred, ignoring her attempt of attack as his drug-addled eyes drank in the sight of her exposed body. "....you look...." he paused to lick her beautiful face, leaving a disgusting ribbon of slime from her lips down to her breasts. "....delicious."
Leia growled as he hugged her close to him, pressing her into the slimy folds of his flesh. "Ahh!" Leia gasped, feeling the sticky slime cover her nude form. "Don't you touch me, you foul piece of–– ohh!” She stuck fast to Jabba's flesh as he licked and molested her body, unhampered by any clothing she would have worn. Leia's fear was palpable as she writhed and moaned in disgust. She would have to be strong. "I will never break." She promised herself.
Leia's Humiliation Edit
"You see, Bib? A woman must be made to remove her own clothing." Jabba said as he licked Leia's face. "Females must be deprived of their dignity, made to expose their sacred regions, the life-giving organs of a female, to a male without her consent is a very shameful act, even more so when she does it herself." He groped Leia and pulled her into his skin, making her groan. "Because then, she knows that it was her own actions that brought her to this low level, she is bringing herself greater shame than any male could have by stripping her, by having herself be the cause for her nudity, with no one to blame for it."
Jabba loved the feeling of Leia's bare flesh pressed against his slimy, corpulent belly and chest, and the arousing taste of her soft skin. Leia groaned and closed her eyes in an effort to imagine herself somewhere else, but this illusion was quickly shattered as she felt Jabba's tail coiling around her soft upper thigh as he wrapped his arms around her body. Leia squirmed and attempted to shake off Jabba's tail from her leg, but then she felt his tail wrap itself even tighter around her leg, so her skin puffed out between the loops of the Hutt's slimy sex organ; as it continued to coil, throbbing, around her thigh, she let out a cry of shock as its hold was now very tight on her and her leg began to feel numb.
Jabba grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him, and he wiggled his rancid tongue against her lips in triumph and mockery and lust, and Leia struggled to turn away her face from the odor and taste of the Hutt's breath and the fluid dripping into her mouth and being smeared on her lips, the product of Jabba's drooling over her. "Why do you resist, pretty?" Jabba purred into her ear, planting slops of his slime on her skin by kissing her on the neck. "You are my beloved now, Leia, princess, and you will love me as I have loved you all these long years I've been waiting to taste you . . . my woman . . . my love. . . my slave girl. . . " Leia screamed with utter revulsion, which was met with obscene laughter from Jabba's court.
Jabba's disgusting tongue emerged from his mouth and slathered from her shoulder, up her neck, across her face, and into her mouth. As Jabba's tongue focused on her mouth, his tail--which was still wrapped around Leia's smooth leg--stroked up and down, squeezing her smooth thigh as mild seminal fluid squirted out of it onto Leia's skin. Jabba hungrily reached behind Leia with his other hand to fondle her bottom. Leia tried to struggle and cry out, but her voice was muffled by Jabba's tongue, and his grasp was too firm on her. Instead, her movements only served to increase his lust for her. Supported by the Hutt's powerful tail, Leia found herself shoved up higher against the smelly, lust filled, amphibious Hutt.
Jabba slobbered all over Leia's face, causing her to cry out in shock and disgust as the crowd cheered. She blushed, moaned, weakly waved her feet about. And Jabba groped and fondled everywhere he could reach with his stubby fingers. And while he licked her face, his tail slither higher up her thigh until it brushed against her womanhood, which made Leia close her eyes in anticipation of the unwelcome touching. Jabba chuckled, put a finger in her womanhood, making Leia cry out. Jabba gurgled, "You see my pet, I can give you more pleasure and riches than Solo ever could."
Jabba refocused his tongue on tasting her neck and ear, savoring her moans of protest, wrapping himself around her tighter still, his stubby finger moving to her right breast, twirling her erect nipple. "Oooh, you are so lovely, my pet," Jabba moaned. "Pleasure me. Please your new lover."
"You are not my lover...." Leia groaned, Jabba's hideous breath hitting her face, "and I will never submit to your perverted lusts." She reached out her hand to try to push away his finger from her flesh, but her strength was no match for his.
"Give it time, Leia," Jabba said, squeezing her bare breasts and bottom as the princess kicked and struggled. "Soon, you will beg for my touch, to feel my body inside your own...."
He squeezed Leia's cheeks, forcing her mouth wide open and thrusting his tongue in between her red lips with a squelching noise as the princess moaned in protest. Even though she felt her body writhing in discomfort she hoped Luke would hurry. Leia's breasts, belly, vulva, legs, arms, face and buttocks were now in contact with at least some part of Jabba's body, the Hutt's slimy skin wrapped around her like a cloak. "This is called 'the slave's embrace', my sexy slave girl." Jabba rumbled as he groped and kissed and fondled every inch of Leia's nude body, making her feel uncomfortably aroused against her will.
"N--nnnh----!" Leia's entire mouth was quickly filled with the Hutt tongue, so that her lips were wrapped around it tightly, her saliva and Jabba's own mixing and dripping down her red lips onto her chin. She squeezed her eyes shut and moaned with the back of her throat. Leia felt him molesting her most private regions with his filthy hands and tail, making her feel subconsciously turned on, much to her humiliation. She wanted no such feelings to be associated with Jabba, or any Hutt in general, and prayed she would not have an involuntary orgasm from this touching.
Jabba continued the amorous twirl of Leia's nipple as he withdrew his tongue, his tail hardening even more, which Leia could actually feel, because his tail was already coiled around her thigh, and she let out a cry of panic and disgust, which only came out as a bubbling moan because of the saliva left in her mouth. Jabba hungrily shoved one hand between her two butt cheeks and eagerly squeezed the soft flesh of her warm bottom, earning a grimace and a grunt of displeasure from the girl.
By now, Leia was covered completely in thick Hutt slime, immersed in it like a cloth soaked in water. He seized the Princess, held her high over his head while she kicked and moaned. He lowered her bottom onto his mouth, forcing her into a crouch, and sucked her smooth cheeks with an aching lust in his pounding tail. He slathered her puckered entrance with his stinking slime, enraptured. He kept this going for several minutes while Leia held back horrified tears of shock and disgust. Jabba suddenly lowered her again and immediately pressed his face into her royal chest. She spat out the slime in her mouth, desperately trying to expel the horrific taste from her lips. In addition to merely his slobbering onto his prize, his salivary glands only pumped more fluid as a product of Jabba's lust as he stroked Leia's bare skin.
Even the surrounding rumpus of the court couldn't drown out Jabba noisily squelching Leia's lips as she moaned with pleasure despite her cheeks blazing red with humiliation. A low boom of a sensual purr wetly passed through Jabba's gaping maw and into his captive princess's face, smelling of rotting paddy frog and every vile stench one could imagine; yet Leia was more sickened by the deep desire in his grunt, the excitement, the exquisite pleasure of passionately raping a vulnerable, unwilling Princess, especially one so beautiful, one whose hand was already taken. . . taken, all the better, by one Jabba was to kill. In Jabba's view, Princess Leia Organa was the greatest, most valuable prize he could steal from Han, and every moan she gave, every hungry stroke of his tail up and down the warm cleavage of her desirable buttocks, every taste of her firm, royal breasts, would be a reminder.
Before Jabba went any further, however, he stopped. As tempting as violating the naked Leia with his tail was here and now, he decided to wait until later in the night, and take Leia to his private pleasure room where he'd violate her and make her his property forever. He even considered marriage to take advantages of her royal status, he might even keep Solo alive just for him to see the wedding night, before he fed him to the Rancor. His vile mind even thought of chaining him to the wall of his pleasure room and make him watch as he took the woman he loved. To hear her cry out in pleasure as he took her her virginity amidst Solo's cries.
Once she had been prepared for him in his pleasure room, he would take Leia amongst her screams and protests and cries, letting her experience the enlightening meaning of being his slave girl. As Jabba drooled over this thought another idea formed in his head. For keeping his court up they deserved a show and he released Leia and let Bib take her to the center of the throne room to admire her bare body. The princess spat out a glob of his slime that had stayed in her mouth, flushing dark red at her unwilling arousal and frustration as she quickly moved as far away as she could while still being held by Bib. https://slaveleia.wikia.com/wiki/File:Olivia_and_jabba_by_thematanui3-d8e07o3.jpg Olivia and Jabba
"Now, my pet, won't you tell my court who you are?" Jabba asked, motioning towards the court as Bib held the naked girl by her hips, stroking her bare bottom. Leia stood silent for a moment, humiliated at her body's most sacred parts being fully exposed before so many people and being subjected to such molestation in public. While she had felt more fear when captured on the Death Star, since there was something more primal about this ordeal that terrified her.
In her state of nudity, Leia felt the fear many humans had felt in their primeval dawn, to be naked, helpless and defenseless against animals that intended to do her harm. In this case, surrounded by males who could and would rape her, given the slightest chance to do so. Still, despite her clearly defeated position, she remained ever the outward stoic.
Leia put her hands on her hips defiantly and tried hard not to blush or display any sign of humiliation or fear despite being totally naked in public. Jabba slithered closer and groped her naked body with his slimy hands. "I said, won't you tell my court who you are, you whore?" Jabba repeated as he squeezed her right breast, making her wince. A glare filled her chocolate-colored eyes as she stayed silent, refusing to give the Hutt any information about herself for fear of how this knowledge would be used. Leia glanced around the room and saw Lando, trying hard not to look at her nudity. She gave him a look that said "Don't bother looking away, there's nothing left to hide." and continued standing with her legs spread wide, looking defiantly at Jabba.
Jabba laughed deeply and menacingly at her resistance, wrapping his tail around her right leg and keeping her still for fear of tripping if she tried to run. "No answer? Then I will answer my own questions, since my new slave girl is being so rude as to refuse her lord and master....Translator droid, tell all what I have to say...." He started to speak in his guttural language, Threepio forced to translate for him as Leia shuddered, wondering what exactly Jabba was saying that he wanted C-3PO to say.
"The Great Jabba the Hutt presents the lovely former Princess of Alderaan, Leia Organa. She has come to his court willingly....a senator....warrior woman....a rebel leader....a traitor to the Galactic Empire....lover of the smuggler Han Solo, and-oh, my," Threepio paused at the next string of words passed from the grotesque slug's mouth, obviously questioning something. "I beg your pardon??" Jabba repeated his question, leering at Leia's naked body. "Oh....yes, she is." C-3PO said in answer to Jabba's question, sounding embarrassed. "I have observed her physical state and seen her medical records-" Jabba rumbled something else in Huttese.
"Oh dear....yes, she is very healthy, both physically and....good gracious.....sexually." Jabba rumbled for Threepio to continue. "A pure and untouched virgin....with her feminine barrier unbroken by a male....oh dear, princess....I am terribly sorry about all this....no sexually-transmitted diseases or other intimate complications, her-oh dear-her womb fertile and ripe for bearing children....her breasts a perfect 34-C, firmed from her life of combat, her vagina as healthy and strong as the rest of her lovely, athletic body, will now service the illustrious Jabba The Hutt. She will obey his commands, decorate his throne with her beauty and display her body for our entertainment. She will pleasure whomever the Hutt commands and be his personal concubine."
Fury filled Leia, but her stoic defiance remained as she stood fully nude before the dregs of the galaxy like a cheap whore. She felt even more naked than she had a few minutes ago, all of her secrets, all the most intimate knowing's of her body were exposed before the crowd. The Hutt knew all about her, from her bra size to her virgin status. He had been warned she was coming. It had all been a trap from the beginning, ever since Han had been frozen in carbonite, and Leia had fallen for it easily. Now she was caught like an animal in a cage, her state of absolute nakedness in front of a crowd, not to mention her rage, making her feel like a Nexu trapped by a poacher.
Bib Fortuna suddenly clamped a collar with a chain around Leia's throat, surprising her and causing her even more humiliation as he tugged it. Leia felt something sticky on her neck and felt the space between her neck and the collar and touched it, feeling for the cause of the sensation. There was a sticky, glue-like substance coating the inside of the collar, holding it in place to make her fully aware of her predicament. "Follow me, princess." He said, looking Leia's naked body up and down with his eyes.
"I will never obey you." Leia growled, folding her arms over her exposed breasts. "And if you try and-Augh!" Bib had yanked the chain hard, causing the collar to tighten about her neck in a choking motion. "You are in no position to say no, 'your highness'." He said as he yanked it again, forcing Leia to walk naked towards Jabba. Moving closer to his master, Bib took Leia's chain and handed it to the Bloated One, who drooled as he greedily held the chain in both stubby hands. Tugging lightly on it to test the strength of both leash and slave, Jabba laughed as Leia stumbled closer to him in response to avoid tripping, then quickly moved as far away as she could from the disgusting Hutt.
"It please me that I am the first lover of yours to touch your beautiful form." Jabba said, licking his lips at the sight of Leia, completely nude, chained at the neck and surrounded by his patrons. "You have taken good care of your body, and invested quite a lot in your sexuality." Two of his slave girls, Greeata and Jess, walked towards the throne, looks of pity on their faces. "Exalted one, should we give her a new costume?" Asked Jess, remembering the utter humiliation she had experienced when she had been first caught. "Something that shows you care about this woman. Your slave asks only to please your highness." "Ohhh, not just yet. I shall leave her like this for a little while." Jabba said, picking a paddy frog out of his tank. "I would rather take my time in admiring the beauty of her body. Now move towards me, Princess."
The alien feeling of a collar and chain around Leia's throat was an entirely unpleasant experience, and the feeling of helplessness that occurred when she was pulled closer to her Hutt master while being totally naked was even more terrible. She felt like a pet, chained to her new and cruel master, and the fact that she was nude added to the embarrassment and the animalistic feeling, since she felt like a helpless pet on a leash.
Leia started to walk towards the center of the room until Jabba called to her: "Not like that, Princess, I first want you to walk the way a proper inferior should move before a Hutt." Leia looked confused until Bib Fortuna pushed a bikini-clad slave girl onto her hands and knees, who then crawled towards him and knelt submissively. "You will do the same, Princess." He said with a lecherous smile. "Go back to the edge of the room and crawl the entire way, I want this to last as long as possible, Kahnkee."
Leia slowly dropped down on all fours and crawled towards Jabba through a path that had been cleared for her, the crowd shouting derisive words at her such as "Hutt slut!" and "Hail the royal cunt!" She flushed red at these comments, more angry than humiliated at her body being exposed before the crowd. Beer was poured onto her naked body, and men exposed their genitals to her, forcing her to rub up against them as she moved. "You whore!" Yelled a prostitute, who was wearing her jacket. "And here I thought the Princess of Alderaan had some dignity!" Other women laughed and jeered, with even the trashiest and most exposed of prostitutes calling Leia a whore. This humiliation was almost too much for Leia to bear.
"Good, princess." Jabba said as Leia sat down on the cold stone throne, flushing red with shame. "You handled yourself as true royal should, with elegance and stoicism." Jabba said, pulling Leia's chains and tugging her into his soft flesh. Leia wrapped her arms around her breasts and shivered, scared of Jabba's plans. She prayed that Jabba would not make her have sex with him or any of his men, but was fearful that she had absolutely no choice in the matter. She was going to have to be strong as possible.
Dance of a pleasure slave Edit
"Lower your arms, my princess. Show my friends your body." Leia reluctantly lowered her arms again, and was met with a deafening cheer. "Very good!" Jabba bellowed, clapping his fat hands and puling Leia closer to him. "Augh!" Leia groaned, falling on her bottom as the chain tugged her neck. She quickly crawled over to Jabba and sat on his throne, the Hutt pulling her bare body into his folds of fat. "Now spread your legs and lift your arms!" Jabba growled. Leia complied, holding her arms above her head and revealing her bare bosom womanhood before the crowd. "Now....dance for us, my sexy slave."
Leia gulped, climbing off of his throne. She was met with a wave of catcalls and jeers as she curled into a ball by the edge of the throne. "Dance, whore!" yelled a human male with an eyepatch. Two women laughed at her, with several others looking at her with disappointment and disdain in their eyes. "What a slut." one of them said, pointing at Leia. "She obviously has no shame, no wonder she'll sleep with Solo." She covered her face in absolute shame as Jabba patiently lay back and closed his eyes.
Leia took a deep breath and stood naked before the crowd, her sweat matting all of her follicles and sticking them to her skin, from her pubic hair to her hair on her scalp. She could not believe the perversity of the Hutt, that he would make her, a royal woman who fought for the entirety of the galaxy, dance completely nude like a shameless whore.... Leia quickly started to dance, fearing for Han and Chewbacca's life. She swirled and kicked, her unsupported yet firm breasts swaying slightly as her humiliation grew with every moment that passed.
The crowd chanted crude words to her, exposing their genitals to her and taunting her. The slut-shaming continued throughout the dance as she spun around and kicked. Bib Fortuna than forced her onto her knees as he whispered in her ear, "Touch yourself." Leia gasped, turning around and staring at him. Surely he didn't just tell her to....? "Do it slut, or the Solo and the Wookie die". Leia shuddered as she stroked her breasts, slowly caressing their ample shape. Then she stuck her hands into her vagina and rubbed the edges as she moaned. "Whore!" shouted one of the men from the crowd, his girlfriend laughing at Leia as she drank. "Why don't you have any shame?" Leia continued touching herself until Jabba motioned to stop, withdrawing her hands and looking downwards.
"Be patient, my princess." Jabba said, licking her face and breasts and making her tremble. "I know you haven't touched yourself for an entire day, but you must curb your hunger." Leia glared as the crowd laugh, her face flushed red and her thighs tingling with the unwanted sensation. "Now, your costume should be ready right about now. Won't you thank me for being such a generous master?" Leia watched as Jabba's other slave girls approached her master with Leia's costume. "Thank you, my master." she said with a grimace as she knelt before him. "Good princess, you may leave my throne for a short while now."
Jabba grabbed a squealing frog from his snackquarium and stuffed the live snack into his mouth, chewing slowly as he watched Leia climb off the throne and step towards the other girls near the throne. They proceeded to dress his newest slave in front of a giant, multi-faceted mirror that hid her naked body from the crowd's sight but not his. One of them braided Leia's hair and applied her make-up while the other two got ready to dress her. "Hold still please." Said one of them as she rubbed mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow, lipstick and blush all over Leia's face. Leia felt like a whore with all this makeup on, since it accentuated her face and made her look very flirty and seductive. This was not royal makeup, but rather the kind of makeup a prostitute would wear. This was likely the intention, and Leia felt absolutely ashamed that she was aware of it.
Leia grimaced as one of the slave girls started touching her crotch with something cold and slimy. "Hey!" she gasped, jumping back and scooting into the wall in surprise. "What are you doing??" "Jubnuk...." Bib said, motioning towards the guard. Jubnuk walked forwards and held Leia still, pulling her legs apart and groping her inner thighs while another guard held her arms. "Don't be alarmed, princess." Said Lyn Me, looking into her eyes as she rubbed a cold white cream into her crotch and over her thighs, moving up and down her legs and continuing up her back. "This is a special cream, it will remove any hairs on your body." The guards attempted to grope her bare chest and stick their hands into her crotch. "Stop that." Bib ordered, slapping the hands of the guards. "Master Jabba alone has the right to touch this one. Would you like to be sent to the dungeons?"
Jubnuk held Leia in a full nelson, immobilizing her torso as two Weequay guards grabbed her legs and spread them apart. Lyn continued rubbing a smooth lotion into Leia's arms, legs, crotch, hips, back, belly, neck, vagina, and nipples, making Leia squirm. "The master loves girls with no hair. It makes you taste better." Leia looked down as all the hairs on her body except for the hair on her scalp, eyebrows and eyelashes vanished, falling out with a tingling sensation and a slight itchy feeling on her skin. She gulped and looked down at her now-hairless genitals, not relishing the thought of Jabba licking her down there.
Another slave girl with blood-red skin smeared a smooth and odd-smelling salve over her body, making her skin look shiny. "What is this?" Asked Leia, touching her smooth belly. "A salve made from liquified Bantha testicles, Krayt dragon semen, paddy-frog blood and Gammorean blubber." One of the girls said as she rubbed more of the slimy, translucent salve into Leia's breasts and clavicles. "It makes your skin all shiny and smooth, and the master loves the taste of girls who have this on their skin."
Leia shuddered in disgust at the thought of all of that slimy mess on her skin, and even worse to imagine Jabba licking her bare body. She felt filthier than when she was in the Death Star trash compactor as the stuff was rubbed into the pores of her skin, and longed for a real bath instead of this sleazy imitation of one. "All right, she's ready for you." Lyn said to the girls holding the costume, motioning for them to come forth. "These are your new clothes, whore." Bib Fortuna said as he held Leia's arms, forcing her to stand upright. Her skin felt smooth and silky, freshly moistened from the salve applied to it, and he longed to taste it as their bodies met with a cry of her pain and his pleasure.. "Put it on her in front of the audience."
Leia looked at the two slave girls holding the only clothing she would be allowed to wear from now on, praying to the goddess of Alderaan that it would at least somewhat protect her dignity. The slave girls were wearing nothing more than sling costumes like Oola's costume, but these were allowed pasties over their nipples and their outfits were made of silk rather than webbing. They unfolded a silk bundle from a gold box they were holding, revealing to Leia her only choice of clothing as long as she was a slave to the Hutt. Leia's heart sank when she saw an outfit only fit for a prostitute or a stripper appear before her eyes, but tried to hold on tight to her dignity as the crowd laughed and slut-shamed her. "I will not break." she thought to herself as she stood naked before the crowd, pushed forwards to be dressed. "No matter what, I will save you, Han."
The Princess's New Clothes Edit
The two girls handed the outfit to Melina Carniss and Bib Fortuna, who dressed Leia in front of the crowd, with Bib groping her exposed breasts before fitting her with a golden bra. The bra was connected across her back by thin strings in an X shape, leaving her back completely exposed to the Hutt's view and allowing him to see more of her sexy figure. Next, two golden plates with a purple skirt hanging from each plate were placed around her waist, and connected by two skimpy gold fasteners with vaginal holes in them to show off more of her bare skin around her hips.
Finally, one of the girls guided Leia's feet into a pair of Jerba leather boots while the other slid a golden snake-like armband onto her left bicep, and a golden bracelet onto her right wrist. Leia immediately disliked them, as they clenched her arms and decreased her flexibility. The snake-shaped one especially made it hard to flex her left arm, since it had two rigid, pointy ends that pointed towards her elbow and shoulder. The hole in the wristlet, Leia noticed, was shaped like a woman's vagina, as were the holes in the hip fasteners of her skirt, fully displaying her true purpose for the Hutt. The girls also quickly slid a pair of earrings into Leia's ears, after locating the tiny holes from her previous piercings.
As Leia struggled to hold on to her pride, she was brought back to a memory from her childhood of her servants dressing her before she attended important events. As a young tomboy, she usually didn't like feminine clothing like the fancy dresses and gowns her father had her wear at these functions, but she wore them to be polite despite her discomfort. However, the discomfort she had felt wearing these dresses paled in comparison to the utter shame and degradation she now felt wearing this sleazy outfit.
Leia felt herself all over, testing the feel of her only form of coverage. It felt rigid, uncomfortable, like her body was held in a golden prison that served to restrain her and adorn her most intimate features with treasures. The harness-like brassiere was so tight it thrust her medium-sized breasts upwards more than she was comfortable with, and it only covered half of them. This left the tops of her breasts exposed, but thankfully, not her nipples. There was also no padding underneath that she could feel, and it made her nipples go hard because of the cold metal rubbing against them.
The bottom element of the bikini was a bit better, since she was given a tiny red G-string to wear underneath the metal plates and lashaa silk veils. This gave Leia a small sense of modesty until she heard Bib Fortuna clear his throat. "What is that?" he hissed, pointing towards Leia's crotch. The girls looked towards the panty Leia was wearing. "Your slave's underpants, Lord Fortuna." Said one of the girls, her lekku trembling. "What?" Bib said with a glare before turning to Jabba. "Your exaltedness, these girls tried to subvert your viewing of the Princess's womanhood." "Then remove her undergarment at once." Jabba said with a frown as he licked his lips. Leia's heart sank, and the slaves dressing her turned towards Jabba, a look of concern on their faces. "Why was this girl given a thong? I never said that she was allowed to wear underpants with the skirts." "Your eminence." Said an orange-skinned Twilek as she trembled in fear. "It was by Lyn Me's design that-"
"It is more fitting that a warrior princess should 'go commando' when she services the most powerful being on Tatooine." Jabba said, glaring at Lyn Me as the pale slave girl looked at the ground, not making eye contact like a trained slave. "Lyn? Explain yourself." "Master, the design of these skirts will surely expose your slave's genitals to strangers." Lyn said as she looked up at Jabba but still not into his eyes. "The Princess's privacy is of no concern to me." Jabba said. "She is a whore Princess, she is meant to expose herself to strangers in the same way she exposes herself to Captain Solo. Remove this slave's panties at once, then strip naked right here and report to the dungeons for the night for this defiance."
The crowd cheered as the palace slaves who were dressing Leia reached underneath the split skirts, one of them, a pale-skinned Twi'lek, looking Leia right in her lovely brown eyes. "I'm so sorry, princess." She whispered, sliding the panty down past Leia's thighs. "I thought I could at least give you some measure of privacy." Lyn took off her skimpy costume with one deft move of her hands, standing nude before the crowd. "Please be strong, for me." She was then led out of the room by a guard, a lustful expression on the Gammorean's face as he gave her a spank to move forward. Leia could only guess as to her fate, and she felt pity for the poor girl.
The princess trembled as the cool wind blew through her skirts, reminding her that her lower body was totally bare beneath them as men howled and catcalled her. Upon feeling the elaborate design on the cold plates hung over her bare vagina and buttocks, she looked at it in the mirror, and her fears about it were confirmed. The designs were a uterus and ovaries, along with the fallopian tubes, endometrium, clitoris, labia and other organs that made up her reproductive system, along with a hymen to show her virginity. The very organs that made her a woman were molded onto a loincloth over her vagina for all to see, as if she were a display at a perverted museum.
Leia looked down in shame. This was almost as bad as being completely naked in front of the court, because at least her internal parts were somewhat hidden. Her interior organs of her genitals and female anatomy were shown off on a golden triangle for all to see, depriving her of even more privacy than when she was totally naked. She did not relish the thought of people pointing out the fact she was even more exposed than when she wasn't wearing any clothes at all. The boots were made of jerba leather, and gave her feet almost no traction, much to her annoyance. Finally, Leia touched the armbands and hair clips, feeling like she was being dressed, figuratively speaking, for the role as former princess, now sex slave.
"I'm not wearing this." She said, folding her arms over the tops of her breasts as the crowd chanted sexist words at her. "Oh, is that so, my pet?" Said Jabba, licking his lips. "And why is that?" "It is offensive to women, it stands for everything I have fought against. Slavery, bondage, subjugation, pain, abuse of women, prostitution and rape. I will not decorate my body for your perverted pleasures." Leia growled, placing her hands on her hips. "Then you will wear nothing but air on your beautiful body, princess." Melina said, reaching behind her and undoing her bra, pulling the skirts away with ease and leaving the princess completely naked as she gasped and covered her crotch and breasts with her slender arms. "I'm sure the master will appreciate it, and if you hate the costume, we shall take it back."
"Give those back!" Leia growled, pouncing on the harem trainer and snagging the costume back from her. It amazed her how a costume that was so hard to put on was extremely simple to remove. She placed it over her nude body as the crowd cheered. "If you touch me again, I'll-!" CRACK! Bib slapped her across the face, making the naked girl fall to the ground. "You will not raise your voice to your superiors, you cunt!" he growled, readying for another slap before Jabba grabbed his hand.
"Now now, Bib." Jabba rumbled, motioning towards the Twi'lek as Leia stood up, rubbing her cheek and bending over to pick up her costume, which had fallen to the ground. "Do not hurt my slave unless I say so. Give her a little time to appreciate my power." He pulled Leia close to him, licking her breasts as she finally slipped the costume back onto her body. "I understand your inexperience and confusion. But if you do not appreciate my gift, you shall remain naked, for air is all an ungrateful slave girl is worthy of wearing. Now, won't you thank me for my gift?"
Leia realized the full gravity of her predicament as two slaves helped tighten her bra, cleavage spilling over the skimpy cups. "Thank you for your gift of clothing, master." she said, her voice laced with sarcasm, adjusting her skirt plates and bra straps. "For it is only through your benevolence that my body is hidden from all but you." She realized not only was she at Jabba's mercy because of her friends, her dignity and chastity were also on the line. Jabba would want to milk the fact she was still a virgin for all it was worth, but she feared being naked in front of the hundreds of people of Jabba's court to be touched, mocked, and derided for who knows how long.
"Do not speak again without my permission, princess," Leia gasped again as she felt a sudden shove on her buttocks as Jubnuk stood up, following her and getting ready to grab her should she disobey any orders. Jubnuk moved Leia to Jabba as Jabba moved his arm around her waist. "Behold!" Jabba shouted, pushing Leia onto her feet and making her stand before the crowd in a spotlight that made her golden bikini glimmer beautifully. "My latest slave girl, the princess from the planet Alderaan! The last royal member of the house Organa!" The crowd cheered and laughed at Leia, making the proud princess breathe in slowly, attempting to regain her composure.
The Hutt then decided he would test his new slave's obedience as entertainment for the crowd."I knew you would turn out nicely for us, princess. Such beauty should not be kept to yourself alone. Come now and dance for me," He gurgled, his mouth half full as he licked Leia's flat stomach. "Or would you rather I bring Captain Solo and the Wookie and feed them to my other pet? Either way would be entertaining to my friends and I."
Leia turned her head in disgust. She didn't want to, but the shock and disgust towards her new master had dissolved any resistance. Besides, despite all this, was she really willing to risk the mission? Her dignity was not her main concern right now. Growling in defeat she submissively nodded. "Good, my Kahnkee. Now dance for us."
The slave's dance Edit
As a sultry song began, Leia began her dance with a grace befitting her class. She had decided that if she was to dance for the perverted Hutt and his men, she need not be explicitly seductive, and so chose to perform a more traditional style of court dancing. She spread her long, slender legs and moved them in a series of steps to the music, twirling her body and leaping with acrobatic finesse, techniques that would've been impossible if not for her athletic training.
Still, the thought that this training was allowing her to do little more than arouse a drooling Hutt Lord was not all that gratifying. "You dance like you've got a stick up your ass." Hissed one of the girls as she slapped Leia's rear. "Jabba doesn't want some prima ballerina, he wants the slut who sleeps with Solo! Dance like a whore or he'll feed you to the Rancor!" The princess then knew that despite the dance's complexity, most of it would be lost on Jabba if she did not add a few more...risqué moves. So she threw in the occasional sway of her hips or bouncing of her chest, yet trying to avoid the horny gaze of the vile gangster. Though inwardly the thought of having any sort of physical sexual relationship with the corpulent Hutt disgusted her, she continued to dance for Jabba as though she enjoyed this debased act.
Meanwhile, Jabba the Hutt was entranced by the princess' dancing, though only to a degree as his attention seemed to be split between his pretty new slave girl and his snackquarium filled with tasty live delicacies which he would eat at regular intervals. For his part, he was aware that Leia's dance was not the usual seductive dance he was used to
having his other dancers perform for him. Still, there was a certain entertaining quality to her acrobatic kicks and moves, and the Hutt could not argue that her sporadic hip thrust or shaking of her rear was very enticing, as it would make her skirts flare up and expose her bare vagina and buttocks, given her lack of undergarments. In any case, Leia's humiliation with performing this dance for his enjoyment was enough to get the Hutt drooling and lightly tugging on her leash.
As the music came to an end, Leia struck a submissive, exotic pose on her knees
and thrust her chest in Jabba's direction and waited for his next command as the crowd roared. Rumbling with laughter, Jabba grabbed another frog from his aquarium and slid the little creature past his lips and swallowed it whole. The gluttonous Hutt Lord then licked his lips and pulled the princess by her chain so that within a moment, she was in his grasp. "Uugh!" Leia gasped, struggling not to slip as her boots slid easily on the dusty floor.
"Come over here, my slave!" Jabba gurgled lustfully. Leia gasped as she felt her half-naked body press once again against the greasy, flabby skin of her Hutt master, she looked up at him and saw his putrid tongue reaching out to meet her face. Cringing and closing her eyes, Leia suffered Jabba's grotesque advances as the mighty crime lord slobbered another amorous kiss upon her lips. She attempted to resist his advances by placing her hands on the Hutt's great bulk in order to push herself away from her new master, but the action only caused her body to squirm against Jabba's, increasing his own lust and desire. Leia let out an anguished little cry of disgust. She attempted to push away from Jabba using her boot-clad feet, pressing against his stinking flesh and arching her back with desperation. Sensing her fear, Jabba chuckled, mucus dripping down his folds of slimy fat.
"Love me, Princess," he rumbled. "Give in to your master." "No!" cried Leia. "No!" She writhed in Jabba's hold, but her efforts were futile, and the squirming and screaming princess was forced to suffer Jabba's hunger for her. He slipped his finger under her thin shoulder strap, lifting it up and then letting it snap back upon her soft flesh, all while she struggled to be free of the Hutt. "Hohohoho," he laughed, now running his hand over her soft head of hair. "Do not fear, princess. Soon you will learn your place." He used his strength to pull Leia less than an inch from his face. She groaned, smelling the putrid stench that was his hot, moist breath. "So beautiful..." He slipped his hand under her bra and stroked her hardening nipple with his finger. "No..." Leia moaned. Jabba let out a wet chuckle. "Yes, my pretty Leia, my beautiful princess..."
He reached out his putrid tongue to her ear, and gently licked her lobe, overcome with desire. She continued her squirming and protests while Jabba licked her ear, trapping her against him, now giving her breast long and soft squeezes with his hand. His hard, throbbing tail sneaked its way up into her skirts and pressed itself against her rear. The princess now struggled harder than ever, but the Hutt's hold on her was far too strong. The slimy tail pushed and stroked while the Hutt slopped his tongue on Leia's shoulder, the taste and feel of her warm flesh almost too much to handle.
The Hutt grabbed Leia’s shoulders, forcing her to her knees. Her eyes widened as Jabba’s tail moved right in front of her. Leia looked into the grinning face of her corpulent master, her eyes wide with fear. "Suck my tail." Jabba rumbled. "Pleasure your lord, my princess." Leia shuddered, he wanted her to give him a form of fellatio. He wanted her to….she couldn't even comprehend it. "Your master gave you an order, cunt." Bib Fortuna growled, shoving Leia's head downward from her kneeling position. "Carry it out immediately."
Leia sat there for a moment in shock. She couldn’t blink, couldn’t smell the Hutt’s odor, couldn’t hear the catcalls and obscene jeers flung at her. Then she conceded. She collected herself, then opened her mouth and spread her red lips. Jabba wormed his tail into Leia’s mouth, he made it wiggle slightly so her tongue was brushing against it. Leia just stared into the Hutt’s eyes as he did this, neither protesting nor gagging. When the crime lord began thrusting his tail back and forth, Leia knew her chance had come. She bit down with all her might.
Jabba howled, yanking back his tail with such force that Leia fell to the ground. There was no blood leaking from the organ; Hutt tissue was too tough for that. But the tooth marks, dark, shallow holes stark against the grey skin, were visible to every single one of Jabba’s cronies. From the floor, Leia smiled at her first victory over Jabba, wiping the Hutt's slimy, skin-borne fluid from her lovely lips.
The Hutt yanked on her chain, forcing her to her feet. "Why, you little whore!" Roared Melina, tugging the chain as Leia gagged, grasping her collar desperately as it closed around her throat. "The master gives you more coverage, more freedom and more treasures than any of his other slaves, and this is how you repay him?" Her free hand snapped back, preparing a fierce slap as the bikini-clad princess gasped for air, her lungs becoming depleted of this precious resource. Jabba's hand suddenly stopped her, holding it back. "No need for violence today, Melina." he said. "I'll have years to bring the sexy princess down a peg." Jabba released his grip on Leia's chain, letting her gulp in some much-needed air. "Try that again my pet, and Solo will be the one to pay, or perhaps you would you like to be naked again, but without my protection?" Leia shook her head. "Then use that mouth for only what I tell you to." He said, pulling her face into the folds of his flab, almost suffocating Leia before allowing her face to go free.
"Lay before me, my Khankee." Jabba said. "Lay on my tail." He watched the half-nude princess cautiously lay down with him, her bare rear resting on his tail. Jabba now pleased with her skin touching his and arousing him "Very good, Princess." He said, as he was becoming more relaxed. Leia glared up at Jabba "You won't win Jabba." She said as she leaned against his tail. Jabba just chuckled as his tail wiggled against her rear, "I don't remember giving you permission to speak, my princess." she heard the Hutt's stomach rumble as he casually reached into the snackquarium positioned next to her head, grab a particularly juicy frog and plopped the squirming morsel into his drool-covered mouth. "Now, do not speak to anyone unless I say so, princess. You've seen what happens to girls who disobey me." Chewing the creature slowly, Jabba lightly pulled on Leia chain occasionally as his court began to settle in for the night...
Evening Time Edit
When the throne room was finally silent and everybody was sleeping, Jabba gave the chain a hard tug. Leia stood up, facing him, neither ready nor willing to perform whatever task he demanded. "What do you want, master?" She asked, remaining defiant.
“Oh ho ho…” The Hutt’s eyes twinkled. “First a private order, my love…remove your bra and give my back a massage with both your hands and your ample bosom. I’m sure you’ve learned a lot more than dancing from your life on Alderaan."
The Princess hesitated, fearful of another round of humiliating bodily exposure.
"Go on, pretty," Jabba said with a leer.
Leia slowly and reluctantly unstrapped her brasserie, letting it fall to the cold stone floor and walking warily behind the Hutt, relieved at not having to look into his monstrous face or let him see her bare breasts. She hesitated before touching his disgusting flesh.
"Begin, Princess Leia," Jabba purred. "Your servants must have done the same for you. Now you belong to me."
Leia felt humiliated at the implications of his words. She would never have treated any servant the way her treated her. She reached out with both hands until she felt the slick, bloated flesh of his back. She winced at the feeling, but began to move her fingers, kneading the powerful muscles beneath the greasy skin and pressing her bare breasts against his folds as she rubbed against him.
The Hutt grunted in contentment, loving how good her smooth hands and soft breasts felt against him. Her steely demeanor had not left, but she massaged him to the best of her ability for the sake of her friends, despite enduring the rotten stench that billowed from Jabba's foul creases and the slime that seeped from the squishy folds as she squeezed them. The Hutt said, “You seem so tense, my pet…why is that?"
Leia’s hands kept roving along Jabba’s back, her disgust rising as slime coated her hands and exposed chest. “I…” she began, “I think you would try to bed me.”
"Oh yes, soon, my Leia. Be patient," Jabba gurgled, and he motioned for her to come face him and placed his hands on her hips, letting her bare bosom heave with her breath. Despite herself, Leia felt a chill down her spine.
“Very soon, kankhee, I will take you. When Solo and his Wookie aren’t around to distract you anymore, I’ll take you into my chamber and make you scream with pleasure. And I assure you…” he licked his lips, stroking Leia's exposed breasts and hips as he did so. “....you will love it.”
Leia was horrified at this statement as she placed her hands on her chest to cover her nipples. “How?! What makes you think I would ever enjoy....mating....with you??"
"Very soon, Princess, you will worship me.” Jabba said. "You will kneel in nothing but your skin and pray to me to mate with you until morning."
Leia gagged, almost throwing up at this thought of her, naked and worshipping the Hutt like a god. Her stomach churned as she imagined having sex with him.
“And why not embrace me?" The Hutt pulled a frog from his aquarium and shoved it down his maw. “All those years running from the Empire. All that living with so much pain. Never knowing whether you’ll live to see the next day. You will never have to endure that again when you’re mine for good. You’ll be safe, pampered, fed . . . and bedded."
Leia scowled, taking her hands from her chest and shoving them against Jabba's flab. “So, that’s it, then? All those years toiling and sweating for the sake of the Rebel Alliance and the freedom of the Galaxy, squandered just so I end up as some…some…harlot?!”
Jabba pulled her close to him “No,” his tongue hung out from between his lips. “You will not be ‘some harlot', my lovely; you will be my jewel, and the finest I will ever have.” He held her close. “I remember the day,” his eyes glazed over, “I first saw you. I saw the holofeed. You were sitting at your senate podium, blathering of freedom and justice and whatnot. You were beautiful and I wanted to see what wonders your body held."
Jabba kissed Leia's neck, making her wince as he groped her bare breasts. "I tracked you for years. I heard your speeches, collected your pictures, prepared a number of costumes best suited to your tasty body, such as this one you now wear.” He reached up, stroking Leia’s collar as his free hand reached under her skirts and massaged her butt cheeks, making the exposed princess wriggle in disgust at the unwanted touching. “I never imagined I would get you for nothing.”
Leia jerked her head away from him, avoiding his slimy fingers. "You only have me for now, but I promise, you will regret this," she growled, just as Jabba tugged on her chain again and kissed her breasts.
The Hutt pulled her closer, pressing her against his slimy skin as he pressed his lips onto hers then slowly moved his head back a bit. "It is time to sleep, my lovely princess." Jabba said, pulling the chain until she was directly in front of him. "You must be exhausted from today. Come closer to your lord and lover."
Leia reluctantly lay down in front of the disgusting Hutt, her skin feeling absolutely frigid as her topless body pressed against his cold flesh. "Also," he added with a leer as he groped her bare bosoms. "You may have your brasserie back now."
Leia picked up her bra, fastening it in place as she glared at him. "Thank you....master," she said, hating that she needed permission from her captor to put her clothing back on. The bra still left her back exposed, allowing the bare flesh of her back to feel the frigid skin as she lay pressed against Jabba's slimy belly, sticking fast as she leaned back into a submissive position.
The slime coating her breasts combined with the cold metal of her bra to make her nipples go erect from the cold, making gooseflesh appear all over her ample breasts. She hated this, but she had no choice. It was either endure the bitter chill in the scant covering of her metal bikini or sleep stark naked and allow herself to be fondled and violated. Leia was utterly exhausted, there was no doubt about that. She slowly settled in and closed her beautiful chocolate-colored eyes, resting her body against his and resting as best she could. She still couldn't bring herself to sleep, despite her utter exhaustion. She had a feeling her discomfort was only beginning.
Meeting with Lando Edit
Leia tried hard to sleep as her frigid body shivered throughout the night. "Leia!" said a familiar voice. "Leia!" Leia perked up. "Who's t-?" "Your highness....!" "Lando??" She asked, turning to look as a tall dark figure wearing a skiff guard outfit showed up. "No, Lando Calrissian wouldn't last long in Jabba the Hutt's main audience chamber, Princess. Here I'm merely Tamtel. Tamtel Screej, humble guard for one of Jabba's sand skiffs." "I see....Tamtel." Leia said as she shifted from side to side, trying hard to get comfortable with the chain around her neck. "Are you alright?" Asked Lando, concern in his voice. "Yes." Leia said with venom in her voice as she struggled to keep her brasserie from falling off.
"This slave outfit isn't exactly warm. The chain pinches, the collar....chafes." Lando smiled, trying to bring some humor to their situation. "The old saying's right Leia, beauty can be a curse." "So gallant...." Leia whispered in a sarcastic tone. "....you'd flirt with your own executioner if she were a woman." "Especially her, I might persuade her to botch the job." Lando said as he handed Leia a ration bar, which she eagerly took. "I'm afraid there not much I can do for you. We don't dare risk another play until Luke gets here."
"He'd better make it soon." Leia said, adjusting her brasserie as she ate. The outfit didn't move with her, so it had stayed put when she sat up and exposed her breasts. "My dancing's not so good." She said between bites of the ration bar. "If I have to perform for Jabba, I'm going to end up in the Rancor pit a lot faster than Oola did." "I hope he knows what he's doing, things are getting hairier than a Wookie around here." Lando said, returning to the guard's quarters as Leia re-tightened her bra. "Good luck, Leia."
Leia finally tightened her bra so that it wouldn't fall off of her chest, relieved at her success. She leaned back against Jabba's flesh to relax, sitting on her pillows and resting, only to have her bra loosen again. This discomfort was unbearable, she couldn't believe anything could be so incredibly uncomfortable and frustrating to wear. Even worse, Salacious Crumb had just awoken. He looked Leia up and down as her breasts fell out of her brasserie, snickering in delight. "Get away, you little rodent." She hissed, swinging on of her pillows at him. Salacious jumped out of reach, landing on top of her breasts and then jumping off, landing in the pocket created by Jabba's tail. Leia felt too tired to continue fighting off the little creep and leaned back, tightening her bra as much as possible to keep her modesty. She let her eyelids slide shut and entered a deep sleep, exhausted by her long day.
Luke's Arrival and Failed Negotiations with Jabba Edit
As Leia was being held against the sleeping Hutt's belly, Jabba's slime ran down her bare back, and began to solidify like mucous glue, much to her disgust. She hated being half-naked in public and not being able to move from the disgusting Hutt's belly, but now, she was too tired to resist and not even very aware of it, at least not consciously. Jabba then moved his hand down to her shoulder and began to stroke her bare arm and the soft hair on her head. Too exhausted to resist while in her state of REM sleep, Leia subconsciously tried to ignore Jabba to no avail.
While she leaned against Jabba, his skin excreted a gas as it often did, causing a noxious stench to emanate from the Hutt's body. Leia was awakened instantly, coughing and gagging from the gas. The princess scowled at being forced awake and leaned back onto her pillows, trying her hardest to fall asleep again to no avail. Jabba was cold-blooded, he had no body heat to warm her with. His skin was absolutely frigid, but worse was her only form of clothing, with her metal bikini devoid of padding making her feel like she were leaning against an iceberg.
Leia let herself fall into a deep meditative trance, but did not fully sleep -- a technique Luke had taught her. She had been overwhelmed by the Hutt's initial sexual assault and debasement of her body, but she had to focus on the situation at hand: how to escape. Luke would be coming soon, and she needed to be helpful, lest all they had worked so hard to achieve would be lost to this vile slug.
During her meditation, she focused on her body. She felt all the little nuances and details of her feminine anatomy, feeling the inner walls of her cervix tighten with arousal at the thought of Han being with her again, feeling her vulva grow numb from the ice-cold golden plate hung over it, feeling her intact hymen, remembering that her next menstrual period was in two days and praying she would be allowed some kind of sanitary care items for it, although she soon convinced herself Jabba would prefer a show of humiliation for her before he allowed her to be clean. Leia shut out the outside world, focusing entirely on the details of the female body.
Leia envisioned a perfect image of her interior genitals, picturing an unfertilized egg resting in her uterus. She worried about it dissolving it the acidic fluid of the uterus and melting into blood, flooding out of her body in a humiliating display of fertility. She forced the image out of her mind, shuddering in shock.
However, during this time Jabba continued to stroke Leia's hair and shoulders, enjoying the slave princess's exposed body parts. As he began to gently rub her tummy, his tail slowly stroked up and down Leia's upper thigh, dangerously close to her bare womanhood. Staring down Leia's cleavage, Jabba drooled at the thought of what pleasures her body would soon be bringing him. As these thoughts filled his brain, Jabba's tail quickened its movements and poked under Leia's skirts, seeking and probing about her forbidden, feminine regions. Jabba's hand then slid from her shoulder to the top of one of her breasts and squeezed, as if testing the soft, supple mound.
Leia groaned and moved a hand to protect her breasts. Jabba couldn't wait until morning when the Princess's mood would once again be fiery and obstinate. He greatly enjoyed violating a defiant woman. His tail continued to move under her skirt, moving further upward until it found its target. Leia's virgin womanhood was left exposed under the skirts and Jabba's tail slowly moved against it, pressing into it just the slightest bit. The Hutt smiled as a disgusted and exhausted groan emitted from Leia's throat. Withdrawing his hand, Jabba allowed sleep to take him as well. Even asleep, however, the Hutt's complex brain continued to work out business plans and schemes, as well as plans for the Princess.In the late hours of the morning, around 3:50 am, Leia felt the sensation of Jabba's fat tail wriggling against her bare thighs. She tried to move away, but the collar's shortened leash made it impossible and she groaned as the slimy tail wrapped around her hip. It seemed to stretch further and wrap itself around her waist, much to her irritation. It began to stroke her soft midriff, but then, it seemed to slide back and forth. Leia was grateful for this, but it remained wrapped around her midriff...and to her disgust, the tip now began to point towards her bellybutton. Knowing the purpose of his tail, Leia tried not to think about how it may have explored her exposed body during the night. Salacious Crumb looked on in anticipation, knowing what would come next when the Hutt woke up. Leia tried not to think why the vile monkey-lizard looked so excited. Just then she heard a voice in the corridor--it was Luke's voice! She rose up instinctively, yet minding the short tether of her chain, and peered at the shadowy stairs which lead down into the throne room where she now resided.
In the time since Luke had trained with Yoda, Leia had felt an increasing connection to him through the Force. She never attributed this connection to herself, crediting it fully to Luke's burgeoning powers as a Jedi. But upon hearing his voice she immediately made a mental link with him, expressing her pain wordlessly and receiving immediate sympathy from him. Since she knew that he would have to focus all his attention on Jabba, she broke off this link quickly--yet kept a sliver of her mind open to Luke in case he would need her help.
Soon Bib Fortuna, the Hutt's major-domo, emerged from the stairs with Luke in tow. He was dressed in his Jedi robes and Leia couldn't see his face at first. When he finally stopped in front of Jabba's throne Leia looked down at her body at first, embarrassed that he should see her so exposed and in such a sexually suggestive position. But she quickly recovered her poise, making eye contact with Luke and assuring him that she remained determined despite her slavery.
Luke Presents Himself to JabbaEdit
Meanwhile, Jabba's major-domo, Bib Fortuna, had climbed the steps beside Jabba's throne and leaned in close to the Hutt's ear.
Jabba awoke at once with a booming shout and reflexively tightened his grip on Leia's chain. His major-domo had just interrupted a wonderful dream of having sex with Leia for an entire day, and he was quite perturbed. His annoyance only increased when he saw Luke before him.Bib continued speaking, "I present to you Luke Skywalker, Jedi Knight."
"I told you not to admit him!" the Hutt growled, while shortening the tether on Leia's chain. He could sense she was happy to see Skywalker, which only increased his annoyance further. He would have to remind her of his mastery over her during his conversation with the young Jedi, who now spoke for himself.
"I must be allowed to speak."
Fortuna mindlessly repeated this to his Hutt master.
Jabba, furious now, grabbed Fortuna by his robe. "You weak-minded fool! He's using a Jedi mind trick!" He scolded as he threw his major-domo roughly aside. To calm himself, his tail caressed Leia's buttocks under her skirts. The thick, slimy intrusion of her intimate region cause her to jolt up straight.
"You will bring Solo and the Wookie to me." Luke said, stepping closer to Jabba and using the same inward turning voice he had used in speaking with Fortuna.
But Jabba simply laughed, long and nastily at the Jedi's ploy. Leia looked at Luke, silently beseeching him to cease trying to bargain with the Hutt and just attack him. Luke returned her glance and extending a calming touch to her through the Force.
"Your mind tricks will not work on me, boy," Jabba spoke. He tugged on the princess's chain to drive home the point that Luke was truly on his own. "I am unaffected by your feeble Jedi training." Then, as an after thought, he added, "I was killing your kind when being a Jedi meant something." And he chuckled. "And taking your females for my harem for just as long," he lecherously added, tugging on Leia's chain.
Luke took another threatening step closer to Jabba's throne, as Jabba's guards, including a Gammorrean named Jubnuk, encircled him. "Nevertheless, I am talking Captain Solo, and his friends. You can profit by this, or be destroyed. But I warn you not to underestimate my powers."Jabba snorted at Luke's arrogance. Like all Hutts, Jabba hated the Jedi Order, as they had opposed the activities of his criminal empire during the days of the Old Republic. But Luke's cockiness and calm was a personal affront to his power, and must be especially punished. Since the Empire had been formed, there had been no Jedi. Now one last Jedi Knight had appeared in his midst to challenge him. Jabba noticed with satisfaction that Luke was standing right above his trap door, and drooled as he anticipated sending the young Jedi to his demise. Yes, he would be the Hutt to kill the last of the Jedi. C-3PO too noticed that Luke was standing over the trap door, having seen Jabba use it before to dispose of Oola. He attempted to warn Luke of his dangerous position, but could only get a few words out before the Gran -- Ree-Yees -- who stood directly behind him, placed his hand over his mouth and silenced the droid.
"There will be no bargain, young Jedi," Jabba resumed speaking. This time he did not tug but rather yanked roughly on Leia's chain, demonstrating his unquestioned possession of her. His orange eyes glared at the Jedi and his pupils widened ominously as he continued to speak. "I shall enjoy watching you die." Jabba then burst into a fit of laughter and readied himself to send the Jedi to the pit below.
Suddenly, Luke reached out with the Force and grabbed a baster pistol from a guard beside him. Leia immediately ducked, trying to give Luke an open shot at the Hutt.But the Gammorean Guard, Jubnuk, grabbed Luke's hand and raised it before the Jedi could fire.
"Boska!" Jabba spat, slamming his fist on the armrest control that opened the trapdoor to the rancor pit. As Luke fell he fired, but the shot harmlessly hit the ceiling above Jabba's head. Jubnuk lost his balance and tried to hold on to Leia. Jubnuk managed to grab onto the edge of Jabba's throne to try to save himself, but he ultimately fell into the pit with Luke seconds later. Jabba laughed.
The Fight with the RancorEdit
As Leia saw Luke fall through the trap door, she felt beginning to lurch towards the pit herself. As Leia gazed down into the chute that the two men had just fallen through, she felt the presence of the collar around her neck as Jabba tugged her back.
Suddenly Lando was beside her, shooting her a surreptitious, assuring glance. She sighed deeply to restore her spirits as the throne began to move forward.
Jabba, for his part, was intoxicated by the power he had just demonstrated to his captive princess. As the throne moved over the exposed trapdoor, the metallic section of the main floor slid open, revealing a large grate that allowed everyone to peer into a large pit down below. As the throne slid towards the exposed grate, Jabba mocked Luke by exclaiming "Silly Jedi! Silly Jedi!" to everyone in the throne room.
Below in the pit, Luke and Jubnuk were picking themselves up off of the dirty floor of the pit. Luke immediately took of his robe, giving himself freedom of movement for the challenge at hand. The gate at the far end of the pit creaked as it slowly began to rise. Two monstrous claws soon became visible.
"Oh no, the rancor!" C-3PO cried out.
Jabba uttered a guttural confirmation as Leia looked on with concern, placing her pliable fingers between the collar and the skin of her tender neck so she could maintain a view of the pit as the Hutt continued to tug on her leash possessively.
As the gate finished rising, Leia could see the rancor's huge, crustacean-like form emerge into the light. When she was a child her mother had told her scary stories about rancors who ate little girls who refused to go to sleep, but this was no bedtime story.
The rancor first moved towards a squealing Jubnuk, who was pathetically attempting to climb back up the chute that had dropped him into the pit. The rancor grabbed the squealing Gammorrean guard in his huge claws with surprising swiftness, raised him to his slobbering mouth, and gobbled him up in three gulps.Standing around the pit above, Jabba's court cheered at Jubunk's demise. Especially happy were the other Gamorreans who had envied Jubnuk's position as head guard. Jabba himself chuckled to see the Gamorrean's fall. Only Leia was horrified, aghast at the betrayal and lack of sympathy she witnessed in Jabba's men and especially in Jabba himself. Slurping up Jubnuk's severed hand, which had become stuck in its dagger-like teeth, the rancor turned its attention to the young Jedi. Luke stole a momentary glance upward and met Leia's gaze, then Jabba's who raised his arms and cried out in triumph. Suddenly, Luke jumped with the aid of the force straight up into the air and grasped onto the bars of the floor grate, much to Jabba's shock and outrage. Immediately, the Hutt ordered his men to dislodge the Jedi. Two Jawas standing beside their master's throne rushed to do his bidding, and began to beat on Luke's fingers with the butts of their guns.
Although chained, Leia could not sit by and watch this. Taking advantage of a distracted Jabba, she ripped her chain out of his grip, rushed onto the floor, and began to push the Jawas away from Luke as the tiny scavengers mocked the half-naked princess.Jabba, more bemused than furious at his slave girl's ultimately futile actions, reestablished his grip on her leash and pulled the scantily-clad woman violently back onto his throne. He then shortened her tether and wrapped his tail around her bare hips while one hand gripped her shoulder to show his possession of her.
Meanwhile, the Jawas finished breaking Luke's grip on the grate. The young Jedi fell, knocking against the Rancor's eye and finally landing on the dusty floor below. The rancor cried out in pain and fumbled about, nearly crushing Luke with his massive hoofs.
As the rancor struggled with its injured eye, Luke sought about the cave for a suitable weapon. Spying a long femur on the ground, he rushed over and picked it up, awaiting the rancor that had recovered its sight.
With animal anger, the rancor reached down and grabbed the young Jedi roughly, almost causing Luke to lose his grip on his makeshift club. But as the rancor raised his hand to his mouth Luke kept his composure, waiting for the right moment to act.Up above, Leia grimaced in horror at the sight of her friend about to be devoured. Jabba, meanwhile, waved his free hand, attempting to will the Jedi into the rancor's gaping maw.
But it was not to be. At the last second, Luke jammed the bone between the rancor's tongue and the roof of his mouth. The rancor gagged and sputtured, dropping Luke and attempting to pull the bone out with its claws.
Down below, Luke quickly sought a hiding space in the cave from which to plan his next move, sliding underneath an outcropping. Straight ahead he could see the door out of the pit, but the rancor's tremendous bulk was in the way. Up above he could hear the monster finally crush the bone with the strength of his jaws. Luke's inadvertant kicking of a pile of rocks in his hiding place alerted the rancor to his hiding place, and with his right claw the beast began to scrape at the alcove the Jedi was hiding in. Just before a talon could pierce him, Luke grabbed one of the rocks and slammed it down on the rancor's finger, causing the monster to let out another cry of pain. Luke then slid out from under the wall and ran past the rancor to the door of the cave, which opened with a whoosh when he came near, revealing a storage room with two guards arm-wrestling. But a grate was blocking the way out.
Meanwhile, the rancor had recovered and had turned around to face Luke once more. As the monster began to stalk towards the Jedi, the dust on cave floor flew upwards with the impact of his hoofs. Luke desperately shook at the bars of the grate, but it would not open. Hearing his struggles, the two guards left their game, came over, and pushed Luke away with the butts of their axes. The young Jedi laid himself out against the wall a few feet away from the door and noticed that the rancor only need to take three strides before it would be upon him.Seeing the rancor corner Luke, Jabba and his court cheered wildly. The rancor's chase of the Jedi had been fun to watch, but now they would finally see the violence they craved. Jabba's bloodlust cause him to pull Leia's leash, as the princess fought desperately to see what would happen to Luke. Beside her, Salacious Crumb cackled maniacally and jeered at Leia, referring to her by several insulting and highly sexual titles given to females, as a way to degrade her. Luke's eyes searched desperately around the pit for a means of escape. Suddenly, he noticed that the rancor needed to step underneath the portcullis that had released the rancor earlier. More importantly, he saw that there was a switch for the gate on the far wall. As the rancor took another step forward and bent under the portcullis, Luke glanced down and saw a skull by his foot. Instinctively, he grabbed the skull and threw it at the button for the gate, guiding it accurately with the Force.
Sparks flew from the switch as the skull hit. Immediately the portcullis came crashing down onto the rancor's thick neck, splitting it open and forcing the most anguished cry from the beast as it was forced to the floor of the cave by the impact.Up above, the court stopped cheering and stood silently in amazement. Jabba uttered his own cry of anguish upon seeing his beloved creature slain by the Jedi. Only Leia was happy, sighing in relief and then breaking into a wide grin. Down in the pit, the rancor shifted once as it let out one final whimper before it laid still, dying seconds later. Now certain that the rancor was dead, Leia couldn't help but laugh at Luke's victory. The sound of her laughter infuriated her Hutt master, who yanked angrily on her leash more powerfully than ever. The jolt made the half-naked sex slave fly back against his massive bulk, but Jabba continued to pull on her chain as he shouted with rage. As he furiously called for Han and Chewbacca to be brought to him, Leia fell into an awkward position against Jabba and began to choke. As Leia gasped and desperately pulled at her collar below him, Jabba's thick tail beat violently into her side, further punishing her for her insubordination. Only when the princess looked up at him with pleading eyes did the Hutt relent his choking grip on her leash.
Certain that he had taught her an important lesson in obedience, Jabba allowed the princess to sit up, but still kept her on a short tether. As Leia finally gulped fresh air back into her aching lungs, the Hutt began to stroke her hair and shoulder to try to console himself over the rancor's demise.
Jabba Sentences Luke to Death EditBy the time Luke, Han, and Chewbacca were brought up from the dungeon levels, Leia had recovered her strength enough to resist Jabba's molestation. As he ran his putrid hand over her shoulder and dangerously close to her chest, she attempted to squirm away and even push away Jabba's hand.
"Get your hands off me!" she gasped, choking, but Jabba still continued to run his lustful hand over Leia's shoulder.
As Han was brought stumbling before the Hutt, Leia's heart sunk with the realization that her lover was still blind and helpless, feeling pity for him but also relief that he could not see her being violated by Jabba.... her "new lover." Poignancy gripped her when she heard Han ask Luke where she was with great concern.
"I'm here!" she called out assuringly, only to be silenced by an even firmer pull from Jabba who then ordered everyone in the court to be silent. Under other circumstances, Jabba would have waited to execute the Jedi and his friends, relishing the moment of his victory. However, the Jedi's slaying of his beloved pet had pushed him to the brink of uncontrollable rage. Now calmer than few moments ago, the Hutt had another, even more pressing motivation for wishing to punish his rebel prisoners immediately for their transgression. In the short time he had possessed Princess Leia as his slave, he had already come to understand her personality and strength. He knew that her friends' lives fueled the bulk of her resistance against him, since she still foolishly hoped that the Jedi would rescue them all. And so the evil gangster wished to crush her spirit by killing her friends. Then she would be ripe for his taking complete pleasure from her. And what would happen then was just too exciting to think of.
"Talk, droid..." he slobbered.
"His High Exaltedness," C-3P0 flatteringly spoke, "the Great Jabba the Hutt, has decreed that you are to be terminated....immediately."Salacious Crumb, seated besides his master and observing his thick tail thrashing excitedly against the princess's back, knew well what Jabba had in mind for her. And so when Solo responded to C-3PO's announcement of Jabba's judgement with one of his trademarked quips--"I hate long waits"--he turned to Leia and laughed. A Hutt with lust hates long waits too.
Leia, seated in front of Jabba and feeling him play with her body, soon sensed what was in store for her and looked beseechingly at Luke, who didn't return her gaze but listened to C-3PO's declaration:
"You will therefore be taken to the Dune Sea, to the Pit of Carkoon, the nesting place of the all powerful Sarlacc."
"Doesn't sound so bad," Solo quipped again.
C-3P0 ignored him and continued: "In his belly you will find a new definition of pain and suffering--as you are slowly digested over a thousand years."
As C-3PO spoke, Jabba licked his lips and pulled on Leia's leash insistently. The princess reluctantly allowed herself to be pulled back and felt his hand rub up and down her back and then return to stroking her hair.
She closed her eyes in abhorennce and then glared back backwards without turning her head. Soon she would take her revenge on him, she told herself.
Jabba's wet tail slithered over and began to stroke Leia's smooth outstretched leg, starting with her calves and wrapping itself around, hardening so it could stroke her thighs. Leia, despite her abhorrence with touching Jabba's body, took it upon herself angrily to grab the tail and toss it away from her. Jabba gave her chain a firm yank, and in defeat, Leia sighed as the slimy tail wrapped tightly around her leg once more.
Her anger soon turned to worry as her friends were taken away. She gasped in surprise as a chuckling Jabba then tugged on Leia's leash until she landed with a quiet plop on his slimy yet soft belly. Leia sighed in discomfort and leaned back against her Master with no resistance as slime began running down her back. Jabba then placed a hand on her shoulder, running his hand over the exposed portion of her chest. She felt her breasts harden under his slimy hands.
His hand then went downward, rubbing her midriff in smooth, gentle strokes. "Let's have you properly dressed for travel, princess," he gurgled, stroking her breasts and making the nipples harden as she felt an unwelcome moistness form between her legs. "Or in your case, undressed. After laughing at my pet's misfortune, you definitely deserve it." He then unstrapped Leia's bra, removing it as she gasped in shock and covered her breasts with her small hands.
Jabba squeezed Leia's left breast as he reached under her skirts. "Give my friends a little treat for their help, hoo hoo hoo...." He then pulled off her bottom half of the costume and exposed her sacred parts, tossing them to Bib as well. "Bib, give her clothing back only once we reach the throne in my barge and I have been seated properly, and not a moment before. I want the others to see her feminine assets as much as possible."
He looked down upon Leia as the crowd laughed and jeered at her nude form, making crude comments about her body and sexuality. "The Sarlacc shall consume Solo and the rest of your pitiful friends, and I'll make sure you get a front-row seat. Then we'll come back here for our celebration. I'll bring you to my pleasure room, and I will truly appreciate your company." He held the nude girl close as his throne moved to his hangar, followed by his guards. "You'll be my lover, beholden to me and me alone. And I guarantee that you will enjoy every last second of our budding relationship."
Leia was terrified to be naked and alone with this obese, sickening creature molesting her and making her his. With every passing minute she felt Jabba was absorbing her, claiming the princess as his woman. Leia had never felt so loved and revolted at once.
As Jabba ran his fingers over her smooth breasts, sliding his tail over her naked womanhood, Leia faced the unpleasant prospect of remaining Jabba's "beloved" forever. His tail coiled around her thigh and near her womanhood as he stuck out his tongue and started licking her body. Leia knew this was going to be a very uncomfortable trip.
Journey to the Pit of CarkoonEdit
The journey to the Sarlacc Pit was going to take several hours. Jabba, of course, chose to keep his companion Leia close to his side. Leia fed him paddy frogs and grimaced in disgust as he ate them out of her hands, occasionally sticking them into her cleavage and eating them out from between her breasts. She was at least glad that her costume was finally given back to her so she wouldn't be naked the entire trip.
Jabba gripped her chain tightly so as to keep her back rubbing against his belly, and of course to prevent her from squirming away. He wrapped one stubby arm around her belly as a supplementary pleasure, and he slithered his tail up her bare leg and kept it there, and throughout the journey it progressively wrapped itself fully around her leg so its tip reached well beyond her upper thigh.
The tip gently stroked her soft abdomen, twitching with pleasurable stimulation from the touch of her skin. Leia was disgusted by this, knowing Jabba's tail doubled as his sex organ, and the gurgles and moans Jabba would let out periodically did a fine job of confirming her worst fears about the reason his tail was trailing over her body. But whenever she tried to move her leg or brush it away, the tail would either wrap even more tightly around her upper thigh or Jabba would commandingly tug her leash. She eventually reasoned that more movement on her part would only heighten the pleasure in her captor's tail, so she did her best to keep still and ignore Jabba's disgusting obsession with her.
He fully intended to bed Leia tonight, as soon as Han and Luke were killed. He would claim Leia as his own, taking her virginity despite her protests and screams; Leia would be forced to submit to his desires; neither would be leaving that room for a while, for Jabba planned it to be a very special time they'd spend together in which one way or another she would admit her newfound love for him and practice total obedience.
Jabba kept her at his side, touching her and whispering perverse things in her ear about their "plans" after the execution . . . their "consummation", as Jabba called it.
"Doesn't my barge fill you with wonder, my pet?" Jabba boasted, waving his hand to encompass the entire barge.
"Yes," Leia said tonelessly. It did indeed, but for a different reason: it amazed her that such an enormous barge, practically a palace on repulsorlifts, was merely a drop in the ocean of Jabba's endless pool of wealth. Even her father would have been unable to buy such a craft, if he had ever had use for a craft such as this. "I'm certain you will find the pleasure room even more fascinating, my lovely lady, my sweet Leia....my darling . . . ." Jabba trailed off, beginning to drool and pant, moaning with his deep, booming, rank, wet voice several abhorrently affectionate names for his captive, seemingly hypnotized by her mere sight and touch.
He moved his fat hand to her hair but she jerked in the opposite direction. Jabba yanked on her chain and Leia grunted with her eyes closed, cursing the inescapable bonds to her captor.
She tried to put her mind elsewhere as Jabba breathed longingly in her face, salivating on her and describing the pleasure room with perverted detail. Leia winced as a solid chunk of half-digested food fell from Jabba's mouth onto her shoulder, followed closely by a thick, viscous spittle of putrid drool. Jabba went on, promising to kiss every inch of Leia's body once they were alone together that night; at this, Leia fought back the impulse to sob, gulping and trying to focus her mind on escape, but the foulness of her Hutt admirer continued mercilessly to cloud her mind with fear, and she felt her eyes well up with tears. As the tip of Jabba's tongue lapped the base of Leia's neck, Leia squeezed her eyes shut to conceal her crying, forcing herself to remain strong; but Jabba's tail had begun to spasm with lust and temptation, smacking her thighs, feeding the Hutt's obscene lust, flapping on her skin as if to challenge her resolve. Leia prepared herself for the long trip ahead.
After several hours had passed, some of the guards Jabba was conversing with began to talk about Leia. They stared at her with lust and bulging crotches. They spoke of Jabba's impressive domination of the princess and triumph over the Jedi. Jabba kew that they were both just brown nosing with the hopes of having Leia for themselves, but Jabba was possessive of his slave princess.
There were other slave girls in the harem that the guards could indulge themselves in -- Leia would be Jabba's and Jabba's alone. The Hutt even thought he could marry her to take her royalty claim. Still, the guards fantasized, the lurid details of their imaginations making Leia burn with rage at being treated like a prize to be won.
Leia strained forward and opened her mouth to respond to their taunts, but Jabba silenced her with a quick jolt of her leash.The princess gulped and sat back down on Jabba's tail, which was surprisingly firm. Or perhaps not so surprisingly, since she knew it was packed with several layers of powerful muscle necessary to propel the Hutt on and off his throne and through the chambers of his palace. Leia could feel the Hutt's life force firing through his nerves and twitching muscles, running from the base of its tail to its tip -- the same tip which constantly made its presence known.
Sensing Leia's defeated posture, Jabba turned towards her and spoke gently--but mockingly--to her while he stroked her lovely face.
"Stubborn, aren't we, princess? It's time I taught you how to address me. I am sure you wish to watch your so-called 'powerful friends'--my captives--on the skiff outside. If you recognize me as your master, I will let you go to the window and look for a bit..."
Leia's anger was rekindled by Jabba's condescension, yet she managed to hide her rage. She really did wish to watch her friends, and, most importantly, to scout out the area and her surroundings so she could be able to act at an instant's notice. So she decided to play along with the Hutt--and perhaps draw him into a false sense of security that she could use to her advantage later.
"Please, Exalted One...." Leia spoke, shuddering in disgust and disbelief at the words that came from her mouth, "....giver of pleasure...caretaker of your helpless pet....let me leave for a moment..."
"Of course, my kahnkee," Jabba spoke, using a word that meant, literally, "my lovely slave." He chuckled to himself. "I will grant your request....for a price. A kiss from the most beautiful creature in the galaxy for the mightiest and most gracious of all creatures." He moved his hand to his lips motioning for where he wished the action to take place. Leia shuddered and considered for a moment to tell the Hutt what she really thought of him. "No, don't resist! Don't allow your feelings to compromise this mission!" she told herself silently.
"Of course, my master." she said through gritted teeth.
Taking a deep breath, the princess closed her eyes and puckered her lips, moving them towards Jabba's large drooling ones. Soon, she felt them make contact as his hideous breath hit her face, nearly causing her to move away from her master. Leia quickly pressed her lips against Jabba's, moving backwards. "No, my kahnkee," Jabba boomed, tugging her chain again. "Do it again, with passion...." He immediately placed his left hand on the back of Leia's head, holding her in place while his right moved to her back, causing the princess's exposed tummy to rub against his. "....the same way you would kiss Solo."
Leia tentaively moved foward, opening her red lips. She pressed her face against Jabba's, placing her arms on his shoulders in an embrace. Yes, my beloved, he thought happily. Emboldened by this display, Jabba reached around the Princess and pulled her even closer to him. The Hutt's tongue burrowed deep into Leia's mouth, deep enough so the tip could touch the back of her throat. Her desperate moans of nausea and repulsion at the taste of her sickening captor's mouth were muffled. Jabba's thick saliva and mucus coated her tongue, forcing the Princess to taste the horrid rot of 600 years of uncleanliness in the Hutt's mouth. Leia choked as thick globs of the sickening Hutt fluids dripped down her throat.
With a flick of his fat fingers, the clasps holding Leia's bra in place were undone and the princess's perfect breasts were left bare again. He pressed his mouth onto them, relishing the touch as his drool ran down his captive's body. "You have the most beautiful breasts, my pet...." He sucked on Leia's nipples, feeling her goosebumps and hardening nipples on his own tongue. "....plump and ready to be touched. Did Solo enjoy these while you were on his ship?" His hand moved down from her back to the princess's soft, smooth buttocks, which he then gave a small squeeze through the thin skirts that served as their only covering. The Hutt let out a wet gurgle of pleasure. As he did these things, Leia squeezed her eyes shut, and came to realize what would be in store for her if Luke's plan failed.
The Hutt continued to hold her in position, keeping Leia against his slimy body as he planted a slimy kiss on her face. "You love me," Jabba gurgled, locking tongues with Leia as little moans escaped her. "You've desired me for a long time . . . Say it, Leia, my beloved . . ." When Leia groaned in protest, Jabba slipped his finger under her skirts, poking forcefully at her buttocks. "Admit," he insisted, lost in a trance. Leia refused to keep eye contact with the Hutt. "I want you," she said flatly. "I have desired you for years. I love you like no other. I'll be all yours tonight."
Despite the emotionless tone to her words, Jabba's lust increased. Jabba immediately wrapped himself around her tighter with an aroused grunt. Leia's heart pounded, worrying that her words had only fueled his lust and would make the kiss last longer. But luckily, he tasted her lovely tongue one last time, then at last allowed Leia to lean her head back, choking and gasping for air after her horrible parody of a kiss. As she did this, the Hutt's slime splattered to the floor and all over Leia, dripping from her nipples and running down her legs and belly. A string of spittle still connected their mouths. Jabba unwrapped himself from the princess, but kept his hand under her skirtsfor a few moments longer, panting with longing. Groaning in disgust, Leia looked away and cursed Jabba under her breath, disappointing Jabba that the string of shared spit that attached their mouths was broken.
Jabba eventually released her leash, finally letting it trail on the floor. "You may leave my side now, my princess." He said as Leia jumped up. She snatched up her bra from the floor and readjusted it while Jabba took hold of her braid and fondled it with his fat fingers before she left his side. Here she was, a princess of Alderaan, now captive to a smelly, lust-filled Hutt. Undoubtedly she would be forced to have sex with him, her priceless virginity stolen from her by this foul beast. She imagined a dark future where she would remain with Jabba, kept on the leash completely nude like an animal by his side, and, after the Hutt had satisfied his desires, passed around his men, so that they might take their pleasure from her body as well. It was only a matter of time. Leia shuddered at the thought as she made her way to the windows and passed between the men who had taunted her. The dry heat of Tatooine made the slime turn into a solid film, flaking off of her skin. As the princess walked away from him, Jabba admired her scantily clad body: the swaying of her Lashaa skirt as it exposed the sinuous movements of her hips and bare rear, the pendulum motion of her braid enticing him as it danced across her bare back. Then he returned to conversing with his men about the excitement to come.For fifteen minutes or so, Leia watched her friends out on the skiff, who she could tell were being kept silent by the guards. However, towards the end of the fifteen minutes, Leia saw Luke turn and speak to Han. She wished she could know what they were talking about and peered carefully, trying to read their lips. As she stood there, several members of Jabba's court who had been staring at her in lust earlier came close to Leia. Just then, she heard Jabba behind her beckoning for her again in Huttese: "Return to me Princess." he purred.
Leia ignored the Hutt's deep, gurgling voice, hoping Jabba would leave her alone. But a soft tug on her leash told her this was not to be the case. She turned back to glare at him and then carried on looking out the window, feeling that she had made a royal statement.
But the princess's resistance only amused Jabba and increased his lust for her. As the Hutt continued to gaze at her bare backside and curves through her currently-translucent skirts, his mouth began to water uncontrollably with desire, mucus and saliva dripping down his many chins, mixing with his own slime, while his long tail throbbed in anticipation, leaking fetid pre-cum from its tip. The princess looked good enough to taste. He was going to relish taking pleasure from Leia after her friends had been executed. Once she saw her friends disappear forever in the Sarlacc's maw, he knew that her royal spirit would be completely broken. That very night, as the Sarlacc began digesting her friends and sent up their anguished cries into the Tatooine night, Jabba would take her in his private chamber back at the palace. She would eventually submit. He knew she would. He could practically hear her pleasured moans and feel her arms wrapped desperately around his bulbous head as he thrust in and out of her.Jabba slobbered at the thought of his complete possession of the princess. What the scum and villainy in the galaxy would pay for just one evening with her . . . but fate brought her to him, and good fortune now meant he could spend his every morning, afternoon and evening bedding Princess Leia for years to come. His new lover was a more than worthy payment for Solo's betrayal.
Jabba then drank from his goblet, which gave him an idea: another lesson in obedience to teach his feisty slave.
Leaning back and using his tremendous mass, Jabba pulled harder on Leia's leash than she could resist, forcing the gasping, scantily-clad princess to run back to him seemingly as if in longing, but only to relieve the pressure around her tender neck.
"Ugh!" Leia exclaimed breathlessly, as she leapt up onto Jabba's throne and braced herself against his belly with her hands and pressing her soft tummy against Jabba, which slid across his oily snake skin. Repulsed, she was about to pull away when she felt Bib Fortuna's hand with its sharp nails press against her back.As Jabba opened his wide grinning mouth she turned her head away from the stench that was his breath, and, to ease her own disgust, breathed through her mouth. The Hutt began to speak: "Don't stay too far, my lovely. After the excitement outside ends, you will soon learn to appreciate me."
Still attempting to get her air back, Leia could only gaze weakly up into the Hutt's reptilian eyes, whose pupils widened as they leered at her. She tried to process what Jabba meant, and then noticed that he was moving his ornate drinking cup towards her which still had strands of the Hutt's saliva clinging to the edges. As the last words dripped out of the Hutt's maw, she suddenly realized that he was proposing a toast for the death of her friends. No, not just the death of her friends, but his plans for her afterwards, when he would take the forced intimacy to a terrible new level.
Her eyes moved from the cup he offered her back to his great orange eyes, which pierced her mind and made her question her resolve. It was like staring into two great gems, only more hypnotic. Sensing her stunned state, Jabba let go of the princess's chain and quickly grasped her arm firmly. He then moved the cup even closer to her plump, luscious lips.
"Drink," he commanded. The combination of his fiery gaze and deep, overpowering voice left Leia with no choice but to comply. She raised her free arm and reached for the cup. Rather than let it go, though, Jabba guided it and her hand to her mouth and squeezed her arm gently but firmly with his other hand.Closing her eyes and trying to forget where she was, Leia opened her mouth and soon felt the cold glass against her lips. The bitter, running liquid of the fine Huttese wine hit her tongue, along with the rank taste of Jabba's mouth provided by the residue of his drool on the glass. Leia almost gagged in disgust, barely retaining her royal poise. Still, she remained ever the princess. However, Jabba continued to press the goblet against her lips, forcing her to drink even more of the vile brew. As she drank several more mouthfuls, Leia felt a trickle of the disgusting liquid drip down her neck and pour down between her breasts. Jabba took it upon himself to fix this "predicament", and slowly licked it off her body with his long tongue, beginning by poking its slimy tip in between her breasts and deliberately trailing up her skin. Jabba relished every second of it.
Leia groaned in disgust as his tongue creeped up towards her face; Jabba could not wait to take her to his private chamber he had in his sail barge.
"You will please me," Jabba rumbled into her ear. "Let me taste you, my Kahnkee."
Knowing that Jabba's unreciprocated intimacy was unavoidable, the princess's eyelids squeezed shut in dread as she moved forward, pressing her chest and stomach into his rough flesh. Momentarily she felt the tip of Jabba's tongue press against her ear and flick across her lovely flesh. "Auh - - ohh," Leia moaned in anguish.
"You are mine," Jabba's hot, fetid breath washed over her face, violating her senses.
"No . . .I am not!" gasped Leia, trying to move her breasts away from his flesh.
Jabba's eyes widened with lusty affection. "Tonight you will know what it is to be my khankee, my darling princess... just as many a slave has known before." The Hutt was greatly enjoying taunting Leia with her fate. It would have been trivial of him to have had taken her innocence the night before (and repeatedly on this long trip), but he was greatly relishing her unspoken fear. Nevertheless, his mind was awash with scenes of passionate and willing service his new Princess would provide.
Leia tried to push images of her inevitable mating session with the Hutt from her mind, trying instead to imagine a future where she lay in bed with Han, warm, naked and glowing in the delight of their lovemaking. She imagined him pleasuring her and crying her name as he climaxed, snuggling into her embrace. However, this fantasy was soon broken by the reality of being in the Hutt's disgusting embrace.
Jabba had been extremely fortunate, to have Princess Leia as his captive. The sight of her face alone would be enough to drive a male mad with uncontrollable lust, and Jabba savored the fact that she was his to take -- her beautiful body was his to defile in due time. He knew she would submit eventually. They all did. All he needed was time. The Princess would be welded to him before long, eager to please and desperate for his affection. She would coo when he stroked her, call him "Master" whenever she spoke, would laugh and scream in joy whenever she mated with her Hutt lover. She would want him as much as he wants her now.
To ease his lust, Jabba ran his finger down Leia's firm torso and, when he arrived at her belly, pressed it into her navel and gently traced his finger around it in circles, creating ripples in her flesh. Leia twitched.
Then Jabba quickly slid his slimy hand up the line that divided her abdomen toward the top of the bikini, squeezing his fat hand under her bra, squeezing Leia's breast and then toying with her delicate nipple. Leia let out a long groan, overwhelmed with disgust by this monster toying with her. Her disgust only fueled Jabba's intense sexual desire. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her in closer. He pushed her against his slimy skin, their bellies making contact.
The skiff slowly come to a stop as Jabba's tail rubbed her butt cheeks. The Hutt chuckled to himself, defeated by the inescapable demands of time. This delay in his conquest would make the evening even sweeter -- The Jedi and Solo defeated, made the Sarlaac's main course, and their Princess taken by the Hutt. Poetic justice for the swine who dared to defy The Mighty Hutt.
As Jabba turned around and called for C-3PO to come over to him, Leia slid a few feet away from the Hutt and looked back out the window onto the Pit of Carkoon. She spat out as much of the fluid as she could and stood up, tightening her bra back up and standing proud, summoning all the dignity a princess could muster given her position. It was almost time to act.
Battle at the Pit of CarkoonEdit
Before the BattleJabba had ordered his men to execute Skywalker first. When they arrived at the Pit of Carkoon, one of Jabba's Weequay guards unbound Luke from his bindings. Leia looked out at the pit, seeing the monsters maw. It made Leia shudder as Jabba had C-3PO give the following announcement to the Rebel captives, while he played with Leia's leash:
"Victims of the All-Powerful Sarlacc, His Excellency hopes you will die honorably. But if any of you wish to beg for mercy, the Great Jabba the Hutt will now listen to your pleas."
Ignoring Threepio's monologue, Jabba was staring at Leia's rounded backside causing him to drool. He used his tail to stroke Leia's soft thigh and move her skirt to the side, exposing her bare butt. Leia, however, was completely unaware of Jabba's sexual harassment for she was extremely nervous thinking about her fate if Luke fails. Jabba took this time to fantasize about the night to come. The moment Han and the Jedi were devoured, Jabba would take the Princess into his arms and strip her of her scant clothing, squeezing her into a tight embrace as he and his subordinates laughed in victory.
As she kicked and struggled and screamed and sobbed, Jabba would kiss her mouth and suck on her skin and grope her naked body the whole trip back, but he would continue to hold back his ultimate advance until they returned to the palace. Her lover Solo would be gone, and now the Hutt would take his place. Once they reached the palace at sunset, Jabba would reluctantly release Leia from his grasp and arrange for her to be cleaned up for their first night together in his private chamber. Jabba would wait, sprawled out on the enormous bed in his private chamber, soaking the sheets with thick slime, contaminating the bed with his hideous smell. There, he would drink his Huttese wine and smoke his foul hookah, resisting the urge to pleasure himself to the thought of Princess Leia, aching to taste her lips, (among other things), until finally she would be brought to him and locked in the chamber with the Hutt.
And then Leia would be delivered to Jabba by his slave girls, who would clean and prepare her and have her fitted with a special set of transparent lingerie that accentuated her beautiful body. The sexy fantasywear would technically conceal nothing but cover her intimate parts. Bib Fortuna would handle his master's empire until called upon. The Hutt would slowly and tantalizingly strip each individual scrap of clothing off of her. And then the Princess finally learn to respect her new Master, gazing into his eyes with unabashed awe and adoration. "I love you, my Master" she would moan as he made her his, they would spend the entire night together.Jabba's fantasy was interrupted when, predictably, the stubborn Rebels refused to supplicate themselves to the Hutt Lord. While Han disdainfully addressed Jabba as a "slimy piece of worm-ridden filth," Luke offered him one last chance to free them or die. Chuckling at the young Jedi's nerve, Jabba ordered his men to move him into position for the execution. Anticipating the Jedi's demise with great pleasure, he didn't notice as Leia licked her lips in determination. Soon Luke's plan would be set in motion, and then she would soon turn on her vile master.
For unbeknowst to all of Jabba's men except Boba Fett, R2-D2 had left his station in the barge's main cabin and had gone up to the main deck to await a secret signal from Luke.After the guard had moved Luke forward onto the plank, Luke gave a salute seemingly to the barge but really to the droid. Jabba spat his order to the guard: "Put him in!" As the Weequay behind him prodded him with his vibro-ax, Luke spun around and jumped off the plank at the same time. Catching the plank with his hands, he propelled himself up and over the guard as Artoo shot him his new green lightsaber from the barge. Grabbing and igniting it, he began to fight Jabba's men, while Lando revealed his true identity by attacking one of the guards on the skiff
Boba Fett Dies, Allowing Leia to Act Edit
When he saw Luke slaying his guards and knocking them into the Sarlacc, Jabba become apoplectic with anger. Keeping a strong grip on Leia's chain, he ordered his men to begin attacking the Jedi and the skiff he was on. A Gamorrean guard running off to do Jabba's bidding knocked C-3P0 to the ground in his hurry to obey his master.Leia, for her part, immediately rejoiced at Luke's success but then hid her excitement, not wanting to infuriate Jabba or draw his attention. Instead, she watched him carefully out of the corner of her eye, waiting for the right moment to strike. Meanwhile, Boba Fett, who had noticed R2-D2 leaving his post and ascend to the deck of the sail barge, was already on top, having arrived too late to prevent the droid for sending Luke's lightsaber to him. Igniting his jet pack, he flew over to the skiff Luke was on and engaged the Jedi in combat. Leia watched breathlessly as Fett pulled out a gun and attempted to shoot Luke at point blank range, only to have the Jedi sever his pistol with his lightsaber.
Just then a blast from the sail barge hit the skiff, stunning everyone. Shrapnel from the impact lodged in Chewbacca's leg, incapacitating him and causing him to send him a howl of pain. Luke was momentarily distracted by his friend's suffering, and Fett used this to his advantage, launching a rope that tied up the Jedi, pinning his arms to his sides and leaving him unable to defend himself with his lightsaber.When she saw Luke subdued in this manner, Leia's heart leapt into her throat. Beside her, Jabba raised his arm in triumph and called for Fett to kill the Jedi. However, fate took a different turn, as another blast from the barge hit the skiff, knocking Fett to the floor and allowing Luke to untangle himself from his binding. Relieved, Leia continued to watch as Jabba gave more orders to his men. Obeying their master, another skiff pulled alongside the skiff Luke and the rebels were on. Believing Fett to be unconscious, Luke Force Jumped over to the nose of this other skiff, and began to deflect the laser blasts that came his way back into the men who sent them.
But Fett was still aware. Shaking himself, he rose and took aim at the faraway Jedi. On the barge, Leia wanted to scream to Luke to look out, but of course she knew he couldn't hear her. She could only watch helplessly as Fett took one shot and missed, and then steadied himself from another attempt.
But just then his jet pack ignited, apparently against his will, for as he flew off the skiff the bounty hunter waved his arms in panic. As he rapidly approached the barge, he yelled in desperation, until he hit the barge with tremendous force, right below the window Jabba and Leia were watching the battle from.
Fett fell into the sand and began to roll down the slope--right into the Sarlacc's undulating maw. Jabba was stunned into silence, his pupils widening in disbelief, as the Sarlacc's tongue quickly gobbled up his most powerful warrior and then let out a tremendous belch.
Leia, on the other hand, was overjoyed at Fett's demise, after all he had put Han through. She knew that it was her lover who had hit the bounty hunter's jet pack, as she could see the pole still in his hands. Appreciating the poetic justice of Fett's fate, she prepared to take her own revenge, as Jabba's bewilderment became palpable beside her.
Leia Turns on Jabba, Strangling Him Edit
The demise of Boba Fett, one of the greatest bounty hunters the galaxy had ever known, sent the interior of the Sail Barge into a frenzy. Jabba furiously yelled into his intercom, trying regroup his men, most of whom were filled with fear at the awesome onslaught of the Jedi. Some began to seek escape from the barge, including Bib Fortuna, Jabba's majordomo.It was at the height of this chaos that Leia acted. She ducked in front of Jabba, who had neglected her in his fury, and grabbed the communicator right from his clammy grasp. Before he could react, she was bashing it repeatedly into his control panel, sending up a shower of sparks. Raising his arms to shield himself from the flying electricity, Jabba lost his controlling grip on her chain. As the control panel shorted out, the shutters on all the windows in the cabin slammed shut, plunging the barge into darkness and even more confusion. Now Jabba's men began to flee in earnest, cowardly abandoning their Hutt master. Jabba himself attempted to grab his rebellious slave girl while cursing at her in Huttese. However, Leia scampered away, eluding his grasp and leaping over his thrashing tail. While Jabba trumpeted in frustration and searched for her leash, the feisty slave was already gathering it up in her hands for her next move, as she knelt behind him, sensing his panic. She snatched the other end of the chain from his hand so tightly she almost bled, before snapping it into a big loop almost as quickly.
Just as Jabba was about to call for assistance, Leia threw the chain over his bulbous head and around his neck. As soon as the Hutt saw the chain fly before his eyes he raised his hands to his throat, knowing what Leia was attempting. In fact, he just managed to get the tips of his fingers on the leash. But the lithe princess, too quick for the massive Hutt, immediately pulled back on the chain violently as she planted her foot in his fleshy backside for leverage.
Jabba yelped as his right hand lost its fragile grip on the chain, which began to dig underneath his jaw. He pawed at the leash but it was stuck in the fatty folds of his throat and his thick fingers could not get a grip on it. Meanwhile, his left hand was all that kept the chain from cutting off his breathing completely.
Sensing that she had not completely closed off Jabba's air supply, the rebel princess leapt back a bit from the Hutt, attempting to cinch the chain completely taut with the force of her momentum. However, she was light enough for Jabba to maintain his precious hold on the chain, which nonetheless dug further into the unprotected side of his neck.Beginning to choke and sputter, Jabba called out for help to no avail. His left hand still barely keeping the chain away from that side of his neck, he rocked forward while reaching back with his right hand, trying to grab onto the princess. Leia was momentarily caught off guard by this unexpected maneuver and felt Jabba's scaley skin brush against her shoulder and chest as he yanked her forward. Groaning in abhorrence, the princess immediately recovered and pulled herself up closer to him, away from the reach of his stubby arm. Replanting her foot against his back, she hauled on the chain with renewed fierceness. Sensing this, Jabba tried a new tactic by lurching forward, attempting to overpower her with his sheer mass. But he couldn't get enough leverage to slide off the dais; his bulk was too unwieldy and she had caught him in an unfavorable position against the back of his throne. As he continued to struggle unsuccessfully for release from the tightening chain, Jabba's reptilian eyes began to bulge, his pupils widening from the strain. Although a Hutt's lungs are huge and can hold a great amount reserve air, the size of their bulk also demands a lot of oxygen--and Jabba's desperate struggles only depleted his store faster.
Meanwhile, his frantic twisting caused his left hand to lose bit-by-bit its grip on the leash, which was digging slowly but relentlessly deeper and deeper into his windpipe. Very soon the Hutt lost the ability to call for help, his usually booming voice reduced to a series of gasps and gurgles as his oily tongue began to flop from his mouth. His men, hearing his pained cries, were thrown into even more fear and continued to run out of the cabin. In the darkness, they could not tell that it was the enslaved princess that was strangling their master. All they knew was that someone was killing their lord and that they wished to avoid the same fate.
Leia, for her part, was surprised at how she was able to hold on to the chain despite the heavings of Jabba's tremendous mass, which threatened to break her fingers and tear her arms from her sockets. Reaching deep inside herself and a power she had not fully known but always intimately sensed--her connection to the Force--she closed out the pain she felt and focused all her life-force in to paying back Jabba for the sexual degradation and molestation he had subjected her to.Moving her hands up the chain, she knelt even closer to the struggling Hutt and increased the force with which she strangled him. She could feel the sweat and mucus from his hide splash onto her as he tried in vain to cast her off of him. She relished the irony of the situation--strangling her captor with the very chain with which he had kept her captive--and remembered all the times Jabba had tugged and yanked the chain, bending her to his will. Now, drawing it taut against his throat and hearing his agonized cries, she unleashed all the loathing she felt for her Hutt master. Feeling his strength beginning to fade, Jabba tensed every muscle in his mighty tail, bracing it against his throne. Suddenly he lurched powerfully forward, trying to catch his slave off-guard. But Leia was ready. Riding the recoil she maintained her grip on the chain, which only dug further into Jabba's neck as he propelled himself away from the throne. She then responded to his gamble, using her weight and her feet planted against his hide to draw his head violently backwards.Jabba released a tortured scream as Leia denied him the life-giving air he sought, dominated by the plucky slave princess whose strength and fierceness he had severely underestimated.
His right hand continued to clutch weakly at the leash, as Leia kept up the unrelenting pressure. Soon his left hand too lost its tenuous grip on the chain. Unobstructed now, the slave leash completely closed off his air and forced his tongue to protrude its full length from his gaping maw.
The Hutt's massive heart shuddered as blood pounded in his head. His eyes began to close and lose their orange glow as his life force evaporated. He could no longer see. Bruises were already forming around his neck, big gray welts that showed off the muscle underneath the limp skin. His hands gave up their struggle with the chain and fell limply to his giant belly, which was caked with the drool that poured from his panting mouth. The powerful muscles of his bulk ached from the lack of oxygen, and his tail began to spasm uncontrollably.
Leia smiled ruefully as she saw the Exalted Hutt's struggles begin to die. The sight of his half-closed eyes and scum-covered tongue hanging from his slobbering mouth made her lick her own lips in blood-thirsty determination. She could hear his powerful tail slam repeatedly up and down on the throne in its death throes, which grew faster and faster.Closing her eyes now and gritting her teeth the princess hauled on the chain even harder than before, to Jabba's great dismay. As the last sparks of life fired through his nerves and muscles, his vast, superior Hutt mind lost all coherence, but only after one last thought ran through it: she, a supposedly weak human female, a slave girl, not a bounty hunter or a Jedi, had slain him, one of the most powerful Hutts in history. He remembered when he had captured her, and realized that she had been right about making him regret her enslavement. It was this realization of the indignity of his fate that he carried with him into the void.
Leia's painful efforts were finally rewarded as Jabba slumped forward, deadweight. His oily tongue, with which he had licked and molested her, dangled from his mouth, which emitted the loudest of death rattles as black slime leaked from its corners. The eyes that had leered upon her form closed slowly in the sleep of death, deprived of their orange light. His mighty tail--with which he had intended to ravish her and teach her to appreciate him--quivered once, twice, and then lay still. The Great Jabba the Hutt was dead.
Leia is Freed and Joins the Battle AboveEdit
Leia kept the chain tight around Jabba's flaccid throat for several seconds, disbelieving he was dead. When she saw that his tail had finally stopped twitching, she gave a last sigh of hatred towards him, turned, and leapt off the throne. She kicked the corpse once, twice, and then lept away. In spite of all the commotion, in spite of her mission, she worked up the energy to spit directly between the Hutt's glazed eyes.
Jabba's men continued to run through the room periodically as the battle raged outside. Not wanting to be discovered, Leia hid behind Jabba's huge carcass while seeing about trying to free herself from her bondage.
Spying a discarded laser pistol a few feet away, the still captive princess attempted to grab it, only to be frustrated by her chain, which would not let her stretch far enough. Just then, she heard a noise behind her. Worried it was Bib Fortuna or another guard, she spun around quickly, preparing for a fight.
She was relieved when she saw that it was R2-D2.
"Artoo! Thank the Force it was you that found me," she exclaimed. She gathered up her leash and pulled it taut between her hands, as the plucky droid extended one of his appendages: a taser. A quick, controlled blast of electricity, and Leia's chain snapped in two. She was finally free.
"Come on, we've got to get out of here," the princess called as she rose. A dozen links of the leash still trailed down from the uncomfortable collar around her neck--she would have to have that removed later. For now she let the cold metal dangle between her breasts as she crept past an open curtain to the stairs that led up to the sail barge deck. Hearing no one coming down, she sprinted up outside into the hot Tatooine air.
Having been in the darkness of the barge's interior for so long, Leia's eyes were hurt by the harsh glare of Tatooines twin suns. But she ignored the pain and took in her surroundings. Straight ahead Luke was battling Jabba's men, who were unaware that the master who they were fighting for was dead. Glancing to the left, towards Han and the others on the skiff, Leia saw a sight that made her heart sink. One of Jabba's guards was manning a deck gun and aiming right at the skiff where her lover hung for dear life attempting to rescue Lando. Leia desperately searched for a weapon and spied a vibro-axe right by the guards feet. The guard was too consumed with his target to notice the princess leap beside him and heave the axe up in her hands, and so he was shocked when he felt the blade slice into his side as she spun it violently into him.
The rebel princess watched as the man crumpled to the ground and began to expire. Suddenly she realized that he had been the main one taunting her and crudely mocking her before when she was sitting almost nude on Jabba's tail.
However, she didn't have time to enjoy the poetic justice of her deed, for she heard Luke calling her name from across the deck.
"Get the gun!" he yelled, as she turned towards him. "Point it at the deck!"
Leia quickly nodded and ran up the stairs that led to the aft portion of the sail barge. One of the guards noticed what she was doing and attempted to stop her, only to be cut down by the powerful Jedi. Another guard cowardly ran down into the barge, hoping to hide but only making his death certain.
Leia jumped onto the sail barge's main cannon and played with the controls until it began to spin away from the front of the barge towards the back. She then lowered it as far as it could go, pointing it down into the barge's belly, just above Jabba's private bedchamber. Leia reflected grimly on her task, and bit her lip when she realized that she was about to incinerate her dead master's slug-like form. She glared and opened fire, blasting the deck several times as Luke cut down another guard. Sparks flew as she jumped off of the barge gun, running towards Luke. "Come on, let's get out of here!" he said, grabbing one of the many ropes hanging from the barge's sails.
Leia threw herself into his arms, grabbing on to him and holding tightly as Luke swung from the barge to the skiff, making it to the deck just in time as the entire barge shook, and was destroyed in a series of explosions. "Don't forget the droids!" he yelled, jumping off of the rope as Lando steered the ship towards R2-D2 and C-3PO, who had fallen into the sand. Leia picked up a large cloak from the deck to cover her body as the magnetic grapple picked up the droids. She looked over at Han, who was blinking slightly and looking around himself. "Han?" she asked, waving a hand in front of his eyes. "Can you see me?" "Not very well." he admitted as he hugged her tightly. "It's all just blurry." "We've got some medicine at the Falcon, that should do." Leia said, holding the robe around herself as the wind started to pick up, blowing sand around in mini-cyclones. "We'd better hurry." Luke said. "There's a sandstorm blowing up here."
The Rebels' escape Edit
The sandstorm only slightly deterred them as they arrived at the Falcon, entering the ship with the half-blinded Han. After Luke departed to his X-wing, Leia guided him to the hatch as she kept her robe wrapped tightly around herself, not wanting to be whipped with sand or expose the golden bikini to the public again. Han and Luke parted with a handshake and Leia slipped into the
Falcon's hull as Lando and Chewbacca followed her in. "Are you okay?" He asked, tossing the vibrostaff onto the ground. "Yeah, I'm doing pretty well, considering." Leia said, keeping her bikini-clad body covered with the robe. "We should get going. The fleet's expecting us." She walked down the hallway past the medlab, looking in for a moment as Han stood in the medbay, feeling around for medicine. "He's going to be okay, Leia." Said Lando. "He just needs to rest."
Leia paused a while, walking into the room and slowly stroking Han's face with her pliable fingers. "It's been a year...." She said, looking at him as he lay still breathing steady. "....since I told him I loved him." Her robe fell open, but she didn't care if her half-nude form was exposed or not right now. "It just seems like longer." "Leia...." Han moaned, blinking to get a better look at her. "Sssh....you need sleep." Leia said, holding Han's head in her hands and kissing him. Han grasped her and hugged her closer to him, holding her in a gentle embrace as he lay on the bed. "Did Jabba hurt you?" He asked, realizing he felt only bare flesh under his fingers. "No, not physically." Leia said as she kissed him. Han felt her lower back, a sinking feeling in his gut as he was touching nothing but bare skin. "What are you wearing?"
"Not very much." Leia admitted, making Han tense up. "What did Jabba do to you?" He asked as he squeezed her tighter, sounding panicked. "Did anyone else hurt you, or do anything-" "Nothing permanent, Han." Leia reassured him as she held his hands in her own. "He just made me dance, that's all." She stood up as her bra slipped from her chest again, which didn't matter so much now that she was wearing a robe. "Get something appropriate to wear, please." Han pleaded, guilt in his voice. "I can dress however I like, flyboy." She teased with a giggle, trying to bring some levity to the situation as she kissed him to keep him quiet for a minute. "But yes, I will put on something far more suitable for something other than a barracks lingerie pinup."
"Will you....be here when I wake up?" Han asked. "Of course." Leia said, kissing him again. "And you'll get to see me very soon." She pulled her robe back together and walked out of the room, heading for the refresher. "I love you." "I love you too." said Han, rolling over. That last admission made Leia's heart flutter, so much so that she almost swooned right there in the medbay, although that may have just been her own exhaustion. "I'll be in the shower." Leia said with a smile. "You'll tell me if he regains his sight?" Lando nodded as Leia walked towards the refresher, with Chewbacca handing her a military uniform, freshly laundered for her. "Thanks, Chewie." Leia said, hugging him as Han stood up to accept some medicine from Lando, who had his back turned to Leia out of concern for her privacy. Chewbacca growled in response, hugging Leia back.
Leia opened the refresher and set her fresh clothes on the counter, looking at herself in the mirror for the first time since she was first made to wear the bikini. Her skin was slightly tanned from the twin suns and covered in sand grits, some of which had gotten under her skirts and bra, especially in her more intimate regions, and into her boots. She smiled to herself as she stood in the refresher, ready to be finally clean once more.
"Thank the force...." Leia groaned, rubbing her neck as she tugged at the collar. "....he's going to be okay." She tried hard to pull the collar off, feeling trapped by the barbaric device. "Come on, come on....!" She growled, her breath coming fast as cruel laughter echoed in her subconscious, Jabba's courtiers calling her a whore. Suddenly, a whistle from behind her made her turn around in surprise.
"Artoo!" Leia said, hugging the blue astromech droid as he beeped and whistled at her. "I'm fine, just having a hard time with this thing." Leia said as she pointed to the collar. Artoo whistled again, extending a laser cutter. "Okay, just be careful...." Leia said as the droid moved closer with the device, touching the metal of the collar and neatly cutting the entire device off in one stroke. "Thanks, Artoo." Leia said, hugging him again and playfully kissing his photoreceptor. She could have sworn Artoo blushed as he beeped out a thank you. "You're welcome." She said, trying to bring herself more levity. The bra top came next, the strings being very simple to undo. She rubbed her sensitive nipples, which were still painfully erect from being pressed against cold metal for so long.
Leia unclipped her skirts next, letting the peek-a-boo flaps flutter as they dropped to the ground, her bare vagina feeling numb. She grimaced as she undid the armband and wristband, stepping out of the boots and brushing the last of her clothes aside. She stood now, totally naked before the bathroom mirror, her body sunburned, chafed and bruised from having that damned bikini on it for two whole days. For the first time since her enslavement, she was feeling comfortable not wearing any clothing, now that she finally had some privacy. She turned on the water and turned the heat to about medium, picking up the bikini and holding it over a garbage chute.
Suddenly, she found herself stopping. She looked down at the bikini again, wondering about Han. He had not seen the bikini, nor even heard about it. And if his feelings for her were indeed true.... She smiled and folded the bikini, collar and all, into a box labeled "Undergarments", locking it and sliding it into her luggage. Leia licked her lips as she slipped into the shower, turning the water on and allowing warm liquid to wash over her bare body. She thought of Han, of how she had gone through to find him, and let herself fantasize, her steamy thoughts becoming reality as she reached all over.... "Stop that." she scolded herself, withdrawing her hands from her body. Leia quickly scrubbed all of the dirt and grime off of her naked body and walked out of the shower after a quick rinse, slipping back into modest clothes and embracing the feeling of wearing clothing that covered every bit of skin she did not wish exposed.
As soon as the Death Star was destroyed, Tatooine was Leia's first stop on her destination back to the Galactic Republic. She found Jabba's bloated corpse in the ruins of the barge after it had been looted by Tusken Raiders and Jawas, dry and rotting. She decided no, this was not enough. She worked herself up before planting three sharp kicks to the dead Hutt's face. The tongue, still extended from the once oily mouth, snapped in two and fell to the ground just in time for Leia to crush it under her boot. Leia reached down, yanking her blaster from it's holster and fired two shots, Jabba's huge eyes were sizzling holes. One more thing to do. The Princess ripped open the Hutt's stomach with a long pull of her blaster, allowung his dried up organs to hang out. She thrust a thermal detonator inside his stomach and ran out before the blast incinerated the entire local area. Little chunks of her hated master's body were flung about between whatever scraps of the barge was left.
Leia kept the golden bikini, and willingly wore it on her wedding night to Han Solo, collar and all. She admitted to Han she had gotten the bikini from Jabba, but also that she now wore it with pride and confidence. She turned a costume meant to humiliate and deride her to the point of objectification into an object of strength and sexuality. Her smile was ear to ear as Han slowly undressed her like unwrapping a present. He gently took her virginity, Leia remaining on top as she made love to him all night long, the bikini crumpled on the floor. She was free, for good this time, never to be a slave to any male ever again.
After escaping from Jabba and the Battle of Endor Leia went back to her old life as a princess and a leader of the Rebellion she also married Han Solo. During the wedding Leia and her friends meet the fat dancer Yarna d'al Gargan from Jabba's Palace she changed a lot after Jabba's death. She wasn't fat anymore she beautiful again and was now a successful model. Yarna thanked Luke, Leia, Lando and Han because of them was able her young cubs and named her new ones after Leia and her brother. Rystall Sant was more successful as a singer and dancer, and had gotten married to a lovely Mandalorian woman she fell in love with on one of her tours. Their we're a lot friends and some wealthy people at wedding. Wealthy people like Barquin who was now a business owner, Doda who was now a art collector, Rebo who was now a owner of a chain of restaurants and Greeata who was now a superstar singer.
Leia's New Life in Jabba's PalaceEdit
Leia's Skills and TalentsEdit
As a leader and fighter in the Rebellion, Leia possessed great agility, balance, and strength. These skills would have served her well once she had been instructed in how to please her Hutt master, both in learning how to dance and how to contort her body when writhing on his phallic tail.As a Princess, Leia already knew more formal dances that she was called upon to perform at state functions. These Jabba would certainly have made her perform as a way to humiliate her and arouse himself.
Leia also possessed long fingers and strong hands, which she would employ in massaging Jabba, especially his mighty tail.
Ironically, Leia would use her strength, agility, and strong grip to strangle her Hutt master to death aboard his sail barge during the Battle at the Pit of Carkoon.
Leia's Everyday Roles and Tasks Edit
Jabba expected his slaves to fulfill a multitude of pleasing tasks for him. For example, Jabba would almost certainly have had the princess instructed on how to dance for him had she remained his slave.
A bas-relief on Jabba's sail barge reveals more duties that would have eventually been expected of the slave princess. In the artwork, five female slaves can be seen gathered around Jabba as he drinks from a large bottle.
Two are fanning him, one is leaning on his tail, another is sitting against the curve of his tail, and one is prostrate on her back before him as he strokes her hair and gazes down at her, pleased with her submissive pose.
Leia's duties, then, can be surmised as follows:
First, the two slaves behind Jabba indicate that Leia would have been expected to fan the Hutt in the dry Tatoinne heat.
Second, the slave resting on Jabba's tail suggests the slave princess would also have been asked to massage her master, probably with oils, and especially along his powerful tail, which the Hutt expected her to also kiss and adore as the most powerful part of his body and a giver of pleasure.
Third, the cup in Jabba's grasp suggests Leia would have poured him his favorite libations, and possible fed him.
Finally, the slave prostitute before Jabba's belly suggests that Leia would have been expected to service the Hutt in his private harem. Leia would be expected to sexually please the Hutt. She would do so by sucking his tail, massaging it, and of course letting it enter her. She would also have been expected to thank her master.
Leia's Daily Schedule as a Slave Girl Edit
When Leia was being fitted and dressed in her slave girl attire, the variouswomen attending her informed her about what her new life as Jabba's personal slave would be like.
Leia's day would begin early in the morning at sunrise, when she would be awoken by Jabba's female servants and taken to exercise nude and learn the dances for that evening's entertainment. After exercise and dancing, she would be fed breakfast in the slave's quarters and then shower. After showering, Leia would be carefully dressed and made up again by Jabba's female servants, to be returned to his side by lunch, after he had conducted business in the morning.
Leia would eat lunch with Hutt master on his throne; sometimes, he would make her feed him or serve him drinks. After lunch was cleared away, Jabba would resume doing business and receiving visitors to his throne room. During this time, Leia would sit before the Hutt as his prized possession, to allure and distract his various guests, or to taunt the prisoners he sentenced to death.
After a few hours, Jabba would refuse admittance to any more visitors and enjoy the mid-afternoon by smoking his hookah and caressing his slave. Then he and his men would take an afternoon siesta, in order to rest for the night's coming festivities. At this time, Leia would sleep against her master's side on his throne.
Leia's Evening EditWhen Jabba and his courtiers awoke from their nap, preparations would begin to set up his chamber for music and entertainment. While this was going on, Jabba would tour his palace and check on matters. Eventually he would make his way to one of his stately halls or return to his throne room, where he would indulge in a massive banquet. Leia would eat dinner at this time as well, although this was her lightest meal of the day, since she would be expected to perform that evening. Leia would also not eat until she had waited on the Hutt, serving him his beverage and sometimes feeding him his meal by hand.
After dinner, Leia would shower and be dressed and made up again for her performance that night. Meanwhile, Jabba's courtiers would indulge in raucous celebration, with music, gambling, and feats of strength. At the height of the night, Leia would be expected to dance for Jabba with the other women, until Jabba was ready to retire to his private chambers to await her company.While Jabba waited, Leia would wash again--but this time she would be bathed by Jabba's female servants rather than shower privately. She would be adorned with scented oils that the Hutt found pleasing and be especially made up for the pleasure of his sight. Then she would be sent to his private chamber for Jabba to receive her to himself. After her Hutt master had thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of her company, Leia would fall asleep beside him, until morning came once more.
Special occasions and tripsEdit
As Jabba himself was actually a major sponsor for many of the podracing games that occurred on Tatooine, it was often that he would take leisurely trips out to his own private box to observe the sport in all of its intensity. Had Leia been forced to remain a slave to the foul Hutt, she would've most likely been required to attend these events with her master. As with any other activity, she would remain chained at the neck and bound to the throne of the crime lord, forced to be within his immediate vicinity. This deal worked two-fold. It allowed her the protection of being under the control of the powerful sultan slug, but conversely, she also had to endure Jabba's slobbering advances.
As Jabba had no real interest in the actual sport of podracing, concerned only with the profits he'd make from the rigged games in his favor, the slimy gangster took to entertaining himself with his pretty young slave girl, his stubby hands groping all over Leia's tender curves as he absentmindely watched the game. Leia's humiliation at being Jabba's servant girl was extended further, as unlike at the Hutt's palace or townhouse, Jabba's attentons towards his slave girl were projected to the thousands of spectators who would look up and see the fat Hutt fondling Leia or kissing her with his odorous tongue. From the audience she could be recognized as the famous Princess Leia, who had somehow tragically fallen into the lusty hands of the slimy crime lord Jabba the Hutt, imprisoned and chained to him as his sex slave.
On top of enduring Jabba's advances, the princess-turned-slave would also have to deal with serving the Hutt's every need and whim, sometimes feeding him from the various bowls of live food that adorned his box, or even performing a seductive dance for the disgusting gangster when his patience with the podracing game began to wane. All this was viewed by the thousands of inhabitants of tatooine, so that when the games were finished, everyone on the planet would know of Leia's indentured servitude to the mighty Hutt. And while Leia had thought of openly trying to resist Jabba's amorous ways, she quickly came to realize that this, above all else would grant her a quick death, for a former princess showing obedience and adoration to the obese crime lord demonstrated his power and dominance to the people of tatooine and kept them in fear of Jabba and his influence. Because of this, Leia would inadvertently aid in Jabba's future businesses growing exponentially.
The other women also told Leia that, as Jabba's favorite personal slave, she would the only one of them taken with him on special trip, such as his annual journey to Nal Hutta for the Hutt council. Jabba would have relished displaying the princess as his latest conquest before his peers on the council, who would have become envious of Jabba's beautiful and royal prize.
When Jabba went to his safehouse in Mos Eisely or did business in the Cantina, Leia would have accompanied him there as well. Like at his palace, Leia would have served the Hutt during any meals, pouring him his drink and carrying his food to him. She would also have been required to fan and massage him while he conducted business with his clients, most of whom would recognize the princess and be baffled Jabba managed to get his hands on her. Leia would be painfully aware of this as she rubbed Jabba's disgusting flab, squeezing odorous green fluid out of his rolls like a cloth, sometimes being forced to straddle it, her bare crotch making contact with his thick, oozing skin, making Leia feel tearful and violated. Sometimes Jabba would give her a break and she would lie in front of him, so that he could play with her hair or rub her shoulders while waiting for his next visitor.
A Grim AlternativeEdit
And what if Luke had failed in his rescue? Leia was forced to contemplate this horrific outcome during the long, restless trip to the Pit of Carkoon.
Jabba's teasing and testing of her mettle would only last so long; eventually, the Hutt would succumb to his base desires and rob the Princess of her virginity. Perhaps it would be in a grand public display before his court or in an "intimate" moment in his lavish, private chambers either in the main Palace or his private townhouse on Mos Espa. Leia could not imagine the pain she would feel as the Hutt's immense penile girth worked its way through her untouched womanhood and broke her feminine barrier, robbing her of her virginity.
Leia's life would have become one of servitude and humiliation. Escape would be hopeless -- the Hutt had kept slaves for hundreds of years, he had perfect keeping his pretty pets at bay. Only death would offer a way out for Leia, but the proud Princess of Alderaan would never willingly take her own life. She would endure her endless captivity with a hopeless pride, always keenly on the look out for escape.
In the first few weeks of her new life, Jabba would never let Leia stray from his side for long. She would spend more time than she could imagine was physically possible with his tail drilled deep inside her, his endless lust constantly sated on his greatest prize.Would Leia eventually acquiesce to Jabba's demands for a complaint sex slave? She could not imagine herself, under any circumstances, giving herself freely or indifferently to such a horrible life. Jabba, for his part, planned to break her down to the point where she would willingly carry out whatever order he gave and provide whatever pleasure he desired. She would have to fight his machinations and advances every step of the way, and it still might not have been enough.
Perhaps worst for Leia -- more so than the loss of freedom and being forced to her captor's cruel will -- was the constant ennui and purposeless life she would lead, apart from being a source of sexual pleasure to the Hutt. She had been a strong-willed senator and fierce leader of the Rebellion; now her life would become devoid of meaning, nothing more than a toy for a lecherous slug to play with.
Leia's Relationships as a Slave Girl Edit
Leia's Relationship with Her New Master Edit
Although Jabba took quite a liking to Leia's beautiful face and nubile form, the princess was repulsed by the Hutt Lord's bloated mass, oily snake skin, and hideous attentions.