Cloud City Part 2

Jabba gazes lustfully at his enslaved princess, "You may wander for a bit my beautiful pussy." He gestures to Leia as he loosens the slack on the chain. Leia slowly stands up regally from the base of her master's tail ignoring the fact that he called her a pussy keeping her royal poise as the princess she is. She looks at her master as if to give him a royal statement while he slaps her rear. Leia starts to walk off the big dais while Jabba calls her a decretory name as she leaves her master's side.

The enslaved Leia steps off the cushion of a dais. Leia walked over passing by crowds of degenerates who exposed themselves to her and groped her bare skin as she passed.

Jabba requests to switch to his stone dais, as a guard does so and brings it.

The obnoxious music of the Max Rebo Band played on as Jess reached out to her and put a hand on her lower bare back.

"Are you okay princess?" Jess asked Leia as she walked. Leia nodded, not speaking a word as her frightened expression gave away her emotions to the dancer.

Jess hugged her tightly, looking into her eyes and pressing her lips against Leia's ears. "If I could, I'd spend the night with you alone."

Jess whispered, kissing Leia's cheeks in-between words as the scantily-clad Leia blushed brighter red than her makeup.

Leia felt a little embarrassed at being kissed by another woman in public, but this wasn't the first time nor the last, but for some reason, it felt good to kissed by another female in a hostile environment and feeling another person's touch that was not Jabba's.

She smiled at Jess and hugged her tightly, the human's ample breasts feeling as firm as a pillow. Jess then pulled back and turned to watch Denger the bounty hunter as he passed by, licking her lips.

"You know, I don't think you'd be able to have him." Jess said, holding an arm around Leia. "He told me himself, he won't have sex with you as you are Jabba's but that he sure wouldn't mind speaking with you and have a feel for you, but then again who wouldn't princess pretty much anyone who is anyone would love to spend time with you princess." Not that it would matter to Leia as she wouldn't have any man here, Jess giggled and hugged Leia tightly, feeling her warm body against hers.

As she did so, Leia could feel her heartbeat, feeling more comfortable around the lovely woman who didn't call her names or treat her wrongly. She squished her lips together in an adorable pout, her eyes falling slightly.

Leia nodded, looking up at Jess as she looked sad and disappointed. Leia felt relaxed in the presence of another female, but knew this was just going to be moment of being with someone else.

She looked towards one of the windows and then back to Jess. Jess cleared her throat and pointed to Leia's chest and bottom, making the Princess look downwards. She gasped when she noticed her bra if you could call it that had slipped from her breasts and her bottom plates and hip fasteners slipped exposing as the rear plate exposed the crease of her butt crack and now hung limply from her body, drawing the attention of several males who laughed at her predicament.

Leia quickly pulled the gold small cups back over her chest covering her nipples the only area they covered and struggled with the flimsy straps, trying hard to tighten it. "Let me help with that." Jess said as she fastened the small barley there round cups of the gold-plated bra around Leia's chest, tightening the two very thin black floss straps that formed an X shape behind her back. Leia winced as she felt the curved lines of the harness like protrusions on the bottom of the brasserie pressing against her ribs to hold it in place, acting like a harness for her bosom. The bra was so uncomfortably loose in the front, and a bit tight around her ribs, barely concealing her firm breasts, only covering her erect nipples. The bra held only by thin straps held tightly against her back leaving it completely exposed for all to see and had no padding to speak of, making her nipples stand erect from the cold. Jess finished to re fastened Leia's bra in their proper place, restoring her bra to its former position covering her erect nipples under her small top.

Jess then reached down the bottom part if you can call it that was even more humiliating for Leia. Jess readjusted the pair of two very small crescent-shaped triangular plates to hang in their proper position covering Leia's vulva and rear plate hung covered an inch in width and half an inch in length of her butt crack.

Then Jess adjusting with purple lashaa luxury silk skirts an inch in width and the length down to her ankles trailing the barest bit of privacy between her thighs due to the humiliating fact she was given nothing to wear underneath it, as Jess moved the hip fasteners back into place that held it together by the two open oval hip fasteners, which left the flanks of her hips exposed, legs and exposing even more the sides of her butt cheeks, as she placed the rear Lashaa silk only and inch in width back into place covering her butt crack and nothing more.

Her vulva felt so cold from the contact of the plates, along with feeling the cold back plate as her buttocks clenched together for a quick moment. Jess finally placing the outfit to their proper place on the enslaved Leia's body.

She then patted Leia on the shoulder, kissing her gently on the neck as she backed into the crowd, Leia watching her disappear behind a large alien with a big snout. "Go and wander I will be around, Princess."

Leia walked towards the window, her split-skirts fluttering as she moved. She didn't care that her female parts were now visible as she walked, she just wanted to see the outside life, approaching the area as a few patrons situated on the couches next to the window gazed at the scantily clad Leia in lust as she approached the window. Leia stood at the large window on the end of her leash as far as the chain would allow.

While Jabba conversed with the others holding onto her chain with tension. Her right hand on a statue next to the window as she leaned closer, staring out in the life of Cloud City seeing the various people doing their activities. She was aware of her collar beginning to tighten against her throat, but the chain remained silent and unmoving behind her neck as she stood at the window gazing out while she heard the patrons sitting at the couch next her as they gazed and spoke about her and their endeavors.

Leia stands at the window trying to ignore what the patrons have been talking about since they are making lewd and rude comments towards her, one of Nomak gets a feel of her naked leg and grabs her rear silk skirt, lifts it up to take a peak as the others look at the enslaved princess tight vagina and buttocks then lets it go letting it flow down, as the alien Nomak says to the others, ""She isn't wearing anything underneath and her pussy is completely hairless as you all just saw and she sure looks like a delicious fuck in that outfit of hers."

Leia glances over then turns back looking out the window. As Djas a Saki alien speaks, ""I must say I like what Jabba has done with the princess and her attire, she is sublime and it shows her beauty of princess as a princess should. I and I know I'm not the only one had always hated seeing her in those dreadful robs of hers they covered too much of her and very much like a princess that goes commando and has a clean-shaven pussy and nor does she should she be wearing anything underneath so she can show the slut she is."

Leia glances over at Bossk as he speaks, "You do know Hutts are known for the way they dress their slaves to enhance their appearance right, and in Leia's case all he had to do was expose Leia's sublime royal figure for all to see, and having worked with him over the number of years I have he didn't disappoint with her one bit." The scantily clad Leia licks her lips. "Isn't that right princess?" Leia nods at Bossk with a yes, knowing she can't do anything to stick up for herself.

From a far Jabba noticed the patrons speaking to his princess as she stood there at the statue while Jabba gave a soft tug on her leash, the scantily clad princess turning around and glaring at Jabba defiantly. It hadn't been that long since she had left his side and her master was already tugging at her chain lusting over the half-naked princess. Shada a human female sitting with the others mocks the princess, "Seems like Jabba wants his princess, you might want to go pleasure him you whore that is what you're good for, so go to your master princess."

Leia ashamed and angry at the women saying to her as it is true that is what she is good for and is just nothing more than sex slave to please Jabba. Leia leaves the area as she walks her split-skirts flutter as she moved passing by crowds of degenerates groped her bare skin such as her breasts, rear, arms, shoulders, back, birthmark, stomach and legs as she walked to another spot in the middle of the atrium of the villa, figuring out a place to stay as many patrons are scattered in the many areas of the atrium.

Leia walks to a spot at one of the windows in the middle of the atrium, she rests her arms at her side, turns back to look around at her surrounding, various patrons are gathered around her, while she notices Jabba gazing lustfully at the princess licking his lips. Leia gazes outside wanting to be alone with no one to bother her but this was not the case with the revealing attire she is wearing as it drew attention to her.

30 minutes later…

Leia notices a drunken Aurora with a bounty hunter approaching the scantily-clad Leia. Aurora barley able to walk falls to the floor close to Leia as the bounty hunter makes a remark, "Drunken bitch". The enslaved princess kneels to aid Aurora and looks at the bounty hunter as he stands watching the enslaved princess afraid to speak as she knows Jabba is watching her, but she was willing to take that risk. Leia gently speaks, "Aurora it's me Leia I am going to help you up and put on a couch." Aurora tired and drunk slurring to Leia. The bounty hunter, "The princess can speak and looks delicious to fuck."

The bounty hunter gives Jabba a glance then looks back at Leia, as she glares at the bounty hunter and she lifts Aurora and places her arm around Leia's shoulders to support her as they walk to an empty space of a couch. Jabba notices Leia doing this. Leia, places Aurora on the couch to lay down on. The bounty hunter, "Thanks you slut for being so generous in doing the work for me in carrying her for me."

Jabba gestures to the bounty hunter both knowing the signal, Leia felt both bounty hunter's hands seize her biceps, holding her from behind and in place the half-naked princess tensed. Bounty to Leia, "Not only are you a fine pussy you smell good and fuckable also princess."

Suddenly Jabba, "Everyone my princess helped my dancer who drank too much. How very touching for her to do such a thing, not only that she spoke when she is not allowed to as we all know the role of the princess." The deep, gurgling voice broke into Leia's consciousness. Tensing, she turned fearfully to its source. "The only thing I care about my princess is her beauty as my slave and my dear Leia has nothing to say as she is my slave because I expect nothing out of my Leia except to be scantily-clad and silent, and please my every desire and only value her beauty." Everyone laughs and jeers at the princess in mockery as the bounty hunter grabs a feel of Leia's tight round bubble butt.

The chain snaps as it is pulled as the scantily-clad Leia is yanked back from the arms of the bounty hunter with a loud, half-choked gag. "Haughh! Ow!" Leia runs to avoid being choked, her skirts flaring up revealing her smooth bare vagina and bare buttocks as she runs across stumbling to her master, the chain producing a cacophony of metallic jangling before and beneath her as she struggles to keep her feet beneath her from her boots not providing her any traction, her breasts bounce gracelessly in her loose-fitting top.

She nearly collides with the top of the dais's front edge as she leaps up onto it, however her momentum continued to throw her forward, as she threw her arms out to brace herself. Auh-Unh! She grunted, feeling her plait swing around between her breasts and Jabba's flesh as she half landed, half climbed upon her master's enormous gut. Trying to keep herself upright, ramming her lower body into his, her belly and thighs meeting his thick flesh with a moist, fleshy plop.

Bibs soft hands pressed between her shoulder blades as he pressed her upper body closer, until her breasts and stomach were shoved into Jabba's flabby chins.

She craned her neck and sighed in resignation. As Jabba opened his wide grinning mouth but having his slimy tongue brushed against her face she turned her head away, he looks back at her master as he began to speak. "I noticed some of my men speaking to you earlier, you know you are not allowed to speak that even means to other men cunt, you belong to me not anyone else you are mine and only mine and are only meant to be pretty, silent, on my leash, and available for my sexual desires."

He gropes the enslaved princess's rear as he speaks to her. 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 while her master lectures her.

With a handful to Jabba's men, degenerates, and guests gathered around witnessing Leia's degradation by her master lecturing her.

" I pamper you Leia. I allow you to wander whenever you wish. I take care of you with giving you a life of luxury with your expensive travels, palaces, extravagant parties and events along with the amenities that you should have as a princess such as yourself. Your attire is also priceless, being made of golds and silks fit for a princess. As my slave, you have decadent pleasures. I let you wear "appropriate" and expensive clothing that is provided to you by me as I see fit for my favorite slave to display your beauty for everyone to see. You have a collar around your neck made of gold like the rest of your royal attire to show your status as a princess to everyone. You are given the collar around your neck, your boots, arm and wrist bracelet, the space provided for you on the dais next to your master, and your pillows to lay on. Remember your place princess next time you start flirting with another man when you are not allowed to you slut."

Leia nods to Jabba in agreement as he plays with her chain, "Good now set." He gestures to the small space in front of him, with his tail coiled. Leia slowly sits down in front of her master, barley enough room on the big dais of the dais in her small spot with the pillows provided for her. Her left knee partially off the dais, while her front skirt draped over her ankle over her Jerba leather boot as flowed down the edge of the of the dais and also adjusts her rear silk skirt covering her butt crack and putting it underneath her, as a small portion drapes over the dais. While she sat regally on her pillows. All while she felt her outstretched right leg against Jabba's coiled tail slightly hung off the edge of the dais.

Jabba licks his lips as he peers down into Leia's front and back skirt plate having a clear view of her pussy seeing her exposed groin/hairless pubic/groin area and complete view of her ass. The Hutt delivered a quick, hard yank on her chain causing the enslaved princess to blink and gag as she felt herself pitch backwards, but is able to catch herself on her outflung arms, as Leia was about to sit back up. Jabba gave a waring tug on the chain, and Leia tensed as she felt his hand drop to her bare shoulder. "Worry not slave," he said with a playful cruelty, rubbing his hand around. "You are not going anywhere…" She set her jaw as he did this, and tried to pull away – but he held her chain firmly as he rubbed his hand about, his fate fingers uncomfortably brushing over the softer flesh of her upper chest. She made a show of increasing her effort to pull away, but he held the chain taut, and she squirmed, cringing, as he began to rub his hand around her shoulder and upper chest.

Jabba, "Princess you turn me of with so much I very much enjoy your beauty." Many of those gathered around watching Jabba's control of the scantily-clad princess, while calling her degrading names. But she was too distracted by Jabba's big hand as it slid uncomfortable far down her upper chest. She strained to her left to keep away from him, but his groping hand followed.

"Get me another drink." Jabba barked, finally lifting his hand from Leia's shoulder, as she stared on in petrified horror. Jabba received a holographic conference from two of his dealers, who were finalizing a drug transaction on Tatooine.

Leia found herself averting her gaze as C3-PO was summoned by his side to interpret, but the droid thankfully didn't comment on her captivity, nor her state of undress as Jabba gave a gagging yank on her chain.

She tensed and straightened upright, bracing herself for a second tug but none came. Jabba, in the middle of speaking to the dealers, did not do or say anything else. Sighing, Leia glanced at the hologram, but was uncertain if the dealers were paying attention or not. When nothing else happened again for a few minutes, she began to relax, thinking Jabba must have gestured in such a way that

"They can't wait!" Jabba yelled at the hologram, and Leia's chain snapped taut with a mighty yank. She grunted and rocked back, flinging an arm behind her to the throne's surface to catch herself before she fell back upon his belly again.

As the Hutt snarled impatiently at the hologram, he slackened the chain, and Leia pushed herself upright again, then eased her sitting position a little closer to him, moving slowly so that he wouldn't notice, but he seemed too involved in the deal to pay more attention to her. She hoped that by moving closer, the slackened chain would prevent him from accidentally choking her again.

No doubt what he wants, she thought bitterly.

Indeed, several more times during the conference, Jabba gave brief tugs on the chain, making Leia tense but fortunately, she'd chosen well, for the chain was more noisy than it was functional. She felt relief, but also tension, for she didn't know how long this break would last.

A few minutes later, the hologram vanished, the deal done. Jabba yanked Leia's chain, rocking from her sitting position to, and her back landed upon his big belly with a fleshy smack, her chain crashing noisily upon his heaped bulk beside her. He grumbled her name wetly and stroked her shoulder, and Leia sighed, watching as the Audience Chamber of the atrium of his villa slowly emptied out with Jabba's entourage sleeping around the Audience Chamber of the atrium.

Salacious sat at the base of Jabba's coiled tail gazing lustfully at the enslaved princess as Jabba's tail slithered and wriggled beside her bare thigh. Jabba peers down lustfully looking at his enslaved princess exposed body having a clear view of her exposed cleavage, stomach and legs and a clear view of her pussy seeing her exposed groin/hairless pubic/groin area while he stroked her shoulder and chest.

Leia not paying attention to Jabba as he groped her, she looked around the atrium as various of Jabba's entourage slept or were falling asleep while others still awake gazed at the enslaved princess gossiping amongst each other. She glanced down at her half-naked body, at the long, thick, green tail that slithered and wiggled sleepily beside her bare thigh, and at the lizard-monkey sitting in the thick, coiled base of that tail. Jabba gave an upward tug on the chain, briefly choking Leia. her head nestled into a dimple in its upper slope.

Soon, deep, grumbling snores began to vibrate the wall of flesh behind her, and his nostrils bubbled and splurted with his sleepy breaths.

She yawned, beginning to realize just how tired she really was, and the last thing she knew that evening was the sensation of her suddenly heavy eyelids. Salacious gazes lustfully at half-naked enslaved princess and watches her belly rise and lower as she sleeps silently.

She hadn't cared much for the food, it was too rich and too strange. She was glad to be back to the apartment, with her shoes off and Lando gone. She didn't care for him much either. She did however, adore the dress she was wearing.

Earlier, a woman claiming to be Lando's personal stylist had brought a rack packed full of beautiful dresses for her to choose from. Leia had chosen this one, imagining Han's eyes lighting up when he saw her. She had not been disappointed. At times it had been hard to focus on the conversation with Lando because she could feel Han's eyes on her.

He had always kept an eye on her. Whether on missions or just hanging around the base, she knew he was watching her. It sometimes irritated her, but mostly she knew he just wanted to make sure she was safe and took comfort in that. Not that she'd ever admit it... She looked down at her dress again. It was black, sleeveless, a flattering and modest neckline, then form fitting, flaring out just right as it reached her knees.

She did a little turn to watch the skirt flare. There was a slight shimmer in the fabric that caught the light just right sometimes, making it look like a midnight sky. She twirled again and found Han standing on the other side of the bar. "Hey," he said, smiling. "Hi," she said, almost choking. She felt the heat pour into her face as she tried to calmly stir her tea. "Watcha doin'? he asked as he moved around the counter. "Just having some hot tea." Not spinning around like a small child. "I see." She could hear the smile in his voice. Blast it.

She was thankful for the dim light, at least maybe he wouldn't notice the slight tremble in her fingers as she tried to sip her tea. When she looked up he was appraising her from head to her bare toes. "You look nice. Haven't seen you in a dress in a long time." "They're highly impractical." She set her cup down, not sure she could keep from spilling it if he kept moving closer. "I like it." He looked down at her feet. "I don't know if I've ever seen your feet before. They're cute." She glanced down. "Cute?" "Yeah, cute. And your shoulders..." he reached for her then, caressing her shoulders as if testing them, "are soft," he finished. He took another step. "Soft?" She cringed at her sudden lack of vocabulary.

But she had to admit, after months of being bound up in heavy snow gear, the light massage on her skin felt so good. Plus, she loved this dress, she wanted him to admire it. She also wanted him to...She looked up at his face, now quite close, and glanced at his lips. He caught the look, of course, and smiled. "Yeah. Soft."

His voice was low as he gently pulled her closer. She didn't resist and when he bent down, her arms seemed to spring up around his neck of their own accord. His lips, soft and warm, moved gently against her mouth. With his arms around her, holding her tight, she felt safe. What had she been afraid of for so long? Why had she ever tried to stay away from him? The only thing she wanted was to feel him holding her, kissing her.

Then he stopped. His dark eyes studied her for a moment, as if gauging her reaction. She felt a sense of tenderness and affection that he would let her decide whether or not to continue. She smiled slightly as she brought her arms down and around his waist. He kissed her forehead. He kissed her cheek, her jaw.

She then turned to meet his lips with her own. All of a sudden, she felt excited and bold. Was it only yesterday he had kissed her aboard the Falcon? She'd loved it, but had been so nervous and unprepared that she had been afraid to move. Now, however, she wanted more than to simply be kissed; she wanted to kiss him. She wanted to feel his arms around her.

Leia gasped and opened her eyes to the audience chamber. She shuddered and sat upright, tensing as she heard a few links of her chain jingle and clink, but when she peered up at the Hutt behind her, she was relieved to see he was sound asleep.

Beside her on the dais, the lizard-monkey stirred, but it did not awaken. Just a dream, she thought, letting out a shaky breath. Just a dream. However, as bits and pieces of sensations began to drop back into her mind and remembered things began to caress her flesh once again, with the powerfully unfulfilled sensation that still pulsed deep inside of her and all that she was feeling now was her body's primal, stimulated response. Nothing more.

Leia not wanting to wake up her master, she lay back upon his big belly, her chain crashing upon his heaped bulk beside her. Jabba placed his hand back on her bare shoulder as the scantily-clad Leia rested her head against it as her collar dug into her throat.