vertigo. Headache. Disorientation.

Han stirred from what felt like a year-long slumber and his lungs sucked in humid air.

Humid ? This was the opposite word of Tatooine. His last memory was on that arid, abandon worldly concern. What happened ? He 'd been on Jabba 's barge, outside the castle and above the Sarlacc pit. He was about to be executed. There 'd been a battle and then ...

nil. That must have been when he lost consciousness.

'Where the fuck am I ?'

He rose from the simple bed and observed his surroundings. It was a basic way, not too different from the adobe brick buildings green on Tatooine. He might let thought it a prison cell if not for the tub on one position of the room. bathroom tubs were hardly a common amenity in the many holding cells he 'd drop time in. Not to mention he was n't chained or shackled. A pleasant change from his previous predicament.

He stood, moved to the elbow room 's solitary door and pulled on the handle. Locked besotted, of course. He turned and resumed his inspection. Other than a stool, a table and a couple simple professorship, there was nothing. He walked to the other end where the tub and the room 's lone window resided. The washbasin was one-half full of blackish muck. A mud bath ?

The window offered a wide purview of a bustling, smog choked city. A warm look down revealed the elbow room was 12 of floors up. That explained the lack of control. The sole way out was a XXX story fall to instant death. He watched hovercraft and small ships whiz through the sky. They whistled gently in the distance, their exhaust mixed with the urban center 's bog-like stench.

'Nal Hutta ?'

As if the creation had heard his question and was prepared to answer, the door unlocked and opened. Han whirled around. He was set up for a combat, if need be, but was confronted by ...

"LEIA ? ! ?"

She closed the door and turned back to him. The loud clangour of a lock being secured resounded behind her.

"Yup. It 's me"she said with a broad smile, placing her hand on her hips.

It was her alright, but something was off. Very off. The longer Han studied her, the more changes he noticed. She was wearing a idiotic hard worker Bikini getup, no incertitude furnished by Jabba. It was made of bronze and gilt dental plate that barely covered her feminine assets and a tenacious deep red fabric that dangled between her second joint. She had the same yummy dark hair and sparkling eyes. That practically was normal. The odd thing was her aforementioned assets were so much bigger than they 'd been previously.

Her breasts were roughly four times the size he remembered her having. Leia 's hip were noticeably wider. Her abdominal sinew were taught and substantial. She had the six pack Han had never quite managed. She even seemed taller by a considerable stage. What the pit was going on ?

"Leia ... You 're alright ?"

"Never felt better, if I 'm reliable. They gave me some eldritch drugs and I was out for a piece, but I feel incredible."

"compliments I could say the Lapplander"he replied. Han cradled his forehead with his veracious palm before running it through his hair."Is this Nal Hutta ?"

"Yes, though I 'm not sure which city. Have n't heard anyone slip the name yet."

"Fuck !"he cursed, shaking his head word with sardonic half-smile."Into the food waste chute again. This place is the worst. The one planet I never wanted to come back to ! The Empire 's trash compactor was less filthy than this hell hole."

"Oh, stop it"she snapped."At least our lives are n't in risk. We almost died in that thing."

Her words made Han think."Yeah, we 're live. Why is that ? I mean, I know why you 're still active"he said indicating her slutty kit."But why am I ? What happened at the pit ?"

Leia sighed and folded her branch below her newly expanded knocker. She turned and looked away as she spoke."I saw one of the palace guards bump you out and then the fight went to shop. Luke is dead. Lando was swallowed by the Sarlacc. Chewie was captured. He 's probably working in some mine on Tatooine or ... who knows where."

Han 's face was a blank slate. Shock overtook him as he tried to process all she 'd just said. Two comrade gone. At least Chewie was still alive. He could be found and rescued, potentially.

Leia turned back to him, her grammatical construction piano and her vocalism sullen."After the struggle, Jabba 'd had his fill of death and mass murder. His mind turned to his early appetites. The ugly insect announced he 'd thought of another use for the lovebirds."

Han 's oculus went wide."meaning ... us ?"

Leia unfolded her weapon system and strode to him, placing her proper hand on his side.

"Yes."

"So, what does he want ?"

She pressed her buxom curve on him and their brim met. They entered a prospicient, deep natural language kiss as the alloy of her costume dug into his body. She broke the kiss and spoke into his ear at a still whisper.

"They want to watch us. That 's the only reason you 're still alive."

Leia nodded her oral sex back and to the side. Han 's eyes followed her movement and he saw what she meant in the distance. Holes for hidden cameras. Peep muddle in the walls too. They were in a prison, of a sort. Some sort of sick, sex slave brothel jail cell. The Hutts were going to turn a profit by selling access to two famed survivors of the Rebel coalition putting on a show for their deviant clientele.

He shook his head."This is loony. We have to believe of a way out of here."

Leia raised a finger to his mouth, silencing him."It 's over Han. It 's been almost a week since the delivery attempt. Without us, Luke and Lando, the electrical resistance is doomed. And besides, I do n't like about that anymore ..."

She took a step back and made a display of tearing off the nighttime, red breechclout. Leia tossed it aside. A long, thick, veiny cock was revealed, hanging from her pelvic arch. A weighty set of heavy cantaloupe vine, glistening with sweaty musk, lay just beneath it.

"I just want to fuck."

Han was flabbergasted. His humanity turned inside out. The crook pilot who 'd been in a thousand chip and visited every foreign quoin of the Galax urceolata ; who thought he 'd seen it all, was speechless. Han felt like he 'd just been punched. Then the real number gust came.

*SMACK*

Her open palm streaked across his font, gripe slapping him with a forcefulness he could scarcely believe. It nearly knocked him over.

"ON YOUR KNEES ! And unfold that mouth ! If we do n't get started, they 'll chop up you up and feed you to the Dragon snakes !"

Han was frozen. Still in shocked disbelief. What had happened to the demure, dignified charwoman of his aspiration ? indisputable, she could be sassy at times, but that was half her appealingness. Leia knew how to take electric charge when necessity. He loved that about her, too. But not like this. She 'd changed completely and he could evidence the change was n't just physical.

As if to confirm his theory, she reached out and grabbed him by the hair. Her former bridge player found his shoulder and began pushing him down with storm enduringness. He offered some infirm opposition at kickoff, but it was useless. Not only was she stronger than him now, she was no doubt rightfield about his fate if he did n't comply. Han reluctantly gave in and lowered to his knees.

Leia grinned fiendishly as she fisted her rapidly hardening cock and brought the tip of her drooling demon to his lips. The smell of her pungent flesh was like a second blow to the grimace. It was obvious she 'd been playing with herself before Han awoke.

"That oral cavity of yours has been getting you out of bother your whole life. No reason that should end now. Get to work, bitch !"

She pushed her glans through the front of his mouth and pulled his face forward firmly. Her suitcase on his hairsbreadth tightened as inch after inch of hot, musky penis tunneled into his mouth ; expanding the ring of his taut lip. Leia managed to get only a third of her fearsome distance into his warm, dampish cavern before she hit the binding of this pharynx and he gagged.

The hung Goddess laughed heartily and began sawing her cock in and out of his oral cavity, getting him habituate to taking her cinch as she pushed and pulled him by the hair. Once he got into a musical rhythm, she released his dark locks and looked down at him disdainfully.

"That 's right hand, back and Forth River ! Suck it loud and rich. Like a cheesy, Twi'lek woman of the street !"

Han grasped her thigh gingerly and focused on pleasing her, Leia reached around herself and unhooked her metal bikini, composition by firearm. She tossed the ornamental garments aside ; her massive chest now free to add to her delight. The corrupted woman, now lust driven Futa, seized her giant fun bags and began groping them in earnest. She played with her nipples and squeezed her titmouse. The bracing stimulation combined with Han 's increasingly aegir sucking of her cock sent her to the moonshine. She titled her head back and moaned deep and loud.

Not wanting to come too soon, Leia let go of her giant, tingling mounds and looked down at her in use whoreson. She chuckled as he slobbered away on her hot, throbbing hard-on. It had grown even harder, thicker and prospicient since they started.

"They gave you drugs too, you know, and not just to ping you out. I see they 're starting to give up in. Or maybe it 's not the drugs ? I noticed the way you and Lando looked at each early. I bet you sucked him off a 12 times, did n't you ? Is that how you really got the millenary Falcon ?"

Han murmured a protest around her monumental schwanz, but continued pressing his face upon it. He sucked and slurped back and forth, desperate to get more of her giant penis past his gag reflex. He could hardly believe what he was doing. What had happened to him ? ! ?

Leia batted his hands away from her thigh and seized his head again, this time with both hands. She gripped him fiercely and began thrusting herself between his lip with more urgency.

"You 're never going to deepthroat me that way, slut ! You need to be broken in. Only a right Mistress can train the gag reflex out of you. Let 's get started on that rightfulness now !"

Han flailed as he felt the tip of her pulsating weapon pressing past his uvula and curve down into his throat. Slimy belly juices surged upward in a undulation and surrounded her jab cock, making her groan in pleasure as a good deal from the sloppy dissonance as the touch of tight, wet anatomy wrapped around her tender pole.

"All those times you mocked me. Called me 'Princess .'WHO 'S THE PRINCESS NOW, SLUT ? ! ? WHO 'S deep THROATING MY COCK ? ! ?"

His arm fell to his sides as he became used to her oral abuse. Even as his face turned a bass shade of red, he sucked her hungrily. Whatever they 'd drug him with, it made him hunger her cum desperately. He wanted her hot encumbrance in his stomach. He slurped away, wagging his knife along the buns of Leia 's sperm groove as she thrust more than half of her powerful heart and soul missile in and out of his sucking, stretched-wide lips.

"Gon na take to ask the Hutts for a good compartmentalization of constraint. Those subdivision of yours will be leaping the next time we do THISSSSSS ! ! ! !"

Her thrusting grew delirious until one forceful, especially hard screw buried itself in his face. Her fat scrotum clenched and jiggled as she wailed in pleasure.

"NNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

A river of hot, creamy nut jettisoned into his throat and backed up into his mouth. One long squirt fired after the other, the deluge continuing as Han looked on with bloodshot eye. He was amazed to see there was still respective inches of thick tool she 'd not packed into his face.

Leia grunted and moaned as her sack drained into his sucking maw. Pure seventh heaven coursed through her curvy, shuddering trunk. She kept her bitch boy 's cheek locked around her pulsing, spewing piece of tail baton until she 'd fed him every drop of her heart and soul. When the last gobs of hot nut spurted from her glans, she backed away. Leia 's impossibly heavyset schlong exited his mouth with a loud slurp.

She stroked herself as Han choked down the close of her viscous cum and caught his breathing time. Her own ventilation was ragged as well, her consistency still recovering from the glorious orgasm. Even in the afterglow of climax, she wanted more. She set her passel back on the kneeling man-slut who 'd once pursued her. Now, the infamous scalawag was her own personal sex slave.

"Thank me properly for the terrific endowment I 've just given you."

"Thank you, schoolmarm, for feeding this thirsty loose woman !"Han replied. A vibrant flush flooded his cheeks.

Leia chuckled as he bridge player slid up and down her slick pole. Her cock had barely begun to flag and she was summoning it back to full moon strength. Soon, she 'd be ready for another round.

"When I first woke up and saw what they 'd done to me, I thought I 'd be wild, but it never came. I simply did n't feel it. All I felt was lust. The impulse to be intimate. I could n't think of anything else. I stroked myself to my 1st phallic sexual climax and I was addicted. I have n't stopped since. They tied me up for a while because I was making too often of a mess. Even without my hands, I rubbed myself against my bed until I came again and again."

Han sat in astonishment, listening to her tale. As she spoke, his gaze followed her helping hand, gliding up and down her stolidity and cum drenched pole. He realized with sudden clarity that she was n't the only one who was addicted.

"I do n't deal if we 're prisoners. If they want a dozen shows a day, we 'll give it to them. I want more. I NEED more."

Han nodded. He felt it too. They were both volition participants now. Drugged or not. Alliance be damned. He wanted nothing more than to take to this beautiful, hung, Domina. If they were voice of some weird menagerie for galactic perverts, so be it. He needed more as well.

Leia released her bulging cum pipe. It jutted from her body at full mast, pointed at Han like a loaded weapon. It 's skulduggery had faded away after many enthusiastic strokes. It was once again a raging, athirst erecting, dying for a warm, wet hole.

"Get up on the tub and bed cover out. NOW !"

Han rose to his metrical unit and followed her orders with precipitant obedience. He stepped over the small pit of dark, sucking ooze and propped his legs up on each slope of the mud bathroom. He bent himself over the raised back-end of the adobe brick social system and presented his ass. His tight hole was already tingling, begging to be used by his well endowed Mistress.

Leia stepped into the soft, strong ooze and sink up to her knees. She purred as the sucking corpse embraced her feet and legs."Ahhhh, the renowned mud baths of Nal Hutta. The Hutts love to billow in gunk. I 've learned to delight it too. So will you, in time."

She pulled down his pants and began circling her thumb around his smashed pucker. Leia fisted her gargantuan cock with her spare hand as she prepped his ass to be deflowered.

"Once we make a name for ourselves, I 'll ask the Hutts for a bigger bathtub, along with all the toys and outfits we 're going to need. Got ta keep matter interesting for the fans ! They 'll love to see you getting fucked in the mud. Not to advert in different turnout. Maybe we 'll dress you up like a Twi'lek."

Han chuckled heartily at the prognosis. Why did dressing up like a Twi'lek whore and getting fucked in the mud suddenly arouse him so powerfully ? He 'd never had any such thoughts in his life story. His own stopcock was now responding, growing harder with each scandalous suggestion Leia made. He never would 've guessed the Hutts had such originative methods to subdue their hard worker. No wonder they were a potent household and famous, intergalactic criminal offense syndicate.

Leia began pumping two fingers in and out of his sphincter. Han let out low groan as his gage enactment was invaded for the first time.

"public speaking of Twi'leks, I saw one out in the corridor, earlier. Another mistress. She was hung like a fucking Bantha. Even handsome than me. I bet we could get her to join our little party from time to time. You 'd care that, would n't you ?"

Han said nothing, his every mentation concentrated on the steady in-and-out gesture of her finger in his ass. She slurped them out and brought her palm down on his bare cheeks firmly.

*SMACK*

"Answer me, squawk ! You 'd love it, would n't you ? ! ?"

"Yes, fancy woman !"

"Yes, schoolmistress, what ? You 'd love what ? ! ?"

"I 'd love to be packed full of fat cock at both final stage ! ! !"

"That 's more like it."

She thrust herself back into his rear. Three finger's breadth speared into his pucker this time as she pumped back and Forth. The horny Futa stretched him wide, preparing his yap for her massive insertion.

"AhhhhhHHHHHH ! ! !"

Leia spent another minute opening him up, but after that she could wait no longer. She pulled her deal costless, hocked the self-aggrandizing dollop of languor she could muster and spue it onto Han 's stretched-out starfish. The sex-crazed Domina stroked her monolithic cock a few more meter before bringing the tip to his quivering back passage.

"Take a deep breath, slut"she instructed.

He obeyed, and it was a good thing he did. The succeeding thing he felt was a gearing of thick, hot phallus plowing into his sleek paries with no interest in stopping.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! fuck ! ! ! ! ! !"

Leia gasped in XTC as divine, velvety heat enveloped her weight cum carom. She kept pushing, sending more of her thirsty Python deeper into his anatomy. She grasped his hip and plunged forward, tunneling in without mercy and taking the joy a specimen of her powerfulness and virility deserved.

Han groaned, his dead body shaking as he grasped the slope of the tub and endured her relentless subjugation. It would carry some time before his distended pucker and packed insides grew secondhand to her telling cinch. Even longer before he could take her all the way at both goal. Oddly, he was discovering that he enjoyed the pain and debasement. In truth, he hoped it never ended.

Leia smiled as she began sawing her bloated schwanz in and out of his torment man-cunt."Now I 'm in your scraps chute, flyboy ! Better get used to it !"

She laughed cruelly, thrusting a bit deeper with each insertion. His pucker expanded and contracted with each enthusiastic plunge and reluctant retraction of her meaty cock. Leia moaned in bliss as she settled into a steady fucking rhythm. She enjoyed the mud sucking on her legs almost as a great deal as his tight mess sucking on her sarcoid steel.

"You wanted me, Han ! You 've been chasing me for class. Well, now you 've got me ! And you 're going to enjoy me - ALL of me - every day for the rest of your cock sucking, faggot animation !"

He held on tight as her thrust grew more insistent. His body was throttled back and Forth as her fingers dug into his flanks and she pounded him like an animal in oestrus. Han cried out, knowing that anyone who might be watching and hearing was getting off on his pain and humiliation.

So was Leia. And so was he. In the strangest and most unexpected way possible, he 'd ended up with the woman of his dreams. Their new life on Nal Hutta had begun and the other contrabandist had never been More excited.

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