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Slave Boy	By : Concrete-Diamond Category: Star Wars (All) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 18625 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, George Lucas does. I'm not making any money by writing this.

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A.N. – Chapter warnings (so you can’t say I didn’t warn you)- Xenophilia, rape, anal fisting, emotional anguish.

Blaring music that would have offended even the rowdiest temple youngling came pouring down the corridor – it seemed that the hutt had demanded entertainment.

Anakin had known shame all his life – as a child slave, as a padawan when disciplined by his elders, accompanied by an uncomfortable sinking sensation and heat about his face and ears. But never had he felt the emotion so acutely, so... deeply, as when several Gammorean pigs dragged him into that nightmarish throne room, and threw him on his back upon the cushions of the dais. Jabba emitted growling, hungry sounds as the neck-chain was placed in his flabby palm, and though Anakin’s muscles remained loose and pliant due to the drug surging in his veins, he couldn’t fight the overwhelming nausea as the Hutt’s slimy tongue greased over his naked body. He moaned, bringing jeers from some of the other sentients, who had paused in their drinks and conversing to watch.

“Poong te wananballa.” The Hutt slurred, his tail nudging at the boy’s inner thigh.

The band started up once again, blasting into another raucous song... The court was laughing and making strange comments at the dancers... a white-skinned twilek garbed in nothing but fluttering strips of septsilk, and a female askajian, her six breasts swaying with each step... The heat in the room was rising... Anakin felt his head spin... it was difficult to breathe...

“Jooshka.”

His body was so limp, the padawan could barely obey, urged by the obedience serum filtered into the muscle relaxants... A flabby arm wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him against the Hutt’s oily belly. A bright crimson flush painted itself all over Anakin’s skin, and he felt his head whirl with sheer disgust. Fingers clutched at pockets of doughy skin, as Jabba’s thick fingers found a pink-brown nipple and rolled it about clumsily – the diamond-hung braid was seized by a plump hand and twisted the boy’s throat at an unforgiving angle.

“No-!“ Anakin was silenced when an enormous tongue lapped at his mouth, the foul tasting fluids spilling over his lips and chin... The monkey-lizard burst into a chorus of cackling laughter.

The music continued, the dancers still swayed and the drunken revelry continued. Anakin released a wail as something cool and slimy crept between his thighs, and a surge of panic enveloped him like a cloud.

“Wha- What are you- No!!!”

His pale chest heaved with the effort of escaping this... this unknown disgrace, but the chain was taunt around his neck, the Hutt’s grip powerful, and the flesh creeping over his body was spongy and cold... He could feel the build-up of scum around his entrance, as a bulky finger squirmed in – What?! NO!!

He bucked, he writhed, tears spilled from his eyes, but to no avail. The Hutt boomed with mocking laughter, as the padawan’s struggles only succeeded in spearing himself all the more...

Anakin sobbed helplessly as the remaining greasy fingers wormed their way into him, stretching places he had hardly realized existed...

Yes, this was shame... Shame in the worst form, more than a being could stand... this was violation... The puffy flesh brushed something upon an inner wall, and suddenly he reared back and screamed. The court, on the whole, completely ignored the performance taking place on Jabba’s dais. Not for the first time, Anakin felt the prickings of rage – He was dying. He had to be. And not one being in that room cared...

The hutt’s fingers wriggled, and the boy was done. Screams echoed through the chamber, his hips rocked, viscous liquid pouring down the insides of his thighs, whimpers gradually being torn from his throat as these first virgin spillings were lapped away by a bloated tongue.

The flabby fist was torn from inside him, and he collapsed onto the cushions, his head bouncing against Jabba’s fleshy belly. The monkey-lizard crawled over him, sniffing at his legs crudely, pulling on his braid to torment him. He simply lay still, dazed and weak from the reactions of his body to the... the... what had been done to him.

The hutt’s flesh stank. Something wet trickled over his shoulder, followed by Jabba’s thunderous laughter as he tugged on the boy’s collar, indicating he should lap up the wine. He had no choice but to obey, tears coating his face as he ran his tongue over his own skin, allowed the crime lord to empty the dregs of his ornate chalice down his throat...

Finally the dancers ceased their movements and all clustered together like younglings in the creche, before moving as one towards a far door –

Anakin choked as the chain about his neck was tugged at, urging him off the dais to follow the others – Jabba howled with amusement, and slapped his buttock. A blush exploded violently over Anakin’s pale body, as he followed the crowd of women who held his leash...

Huttese –

Poong te wananballa – Let the games begin

Jooshka - kneel
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