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Crime Lord of the Empire	By : Semangelof Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 50098 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Jabba's private chamber was accessed through a series of interlocking corridors. It was designed to be a maze, as Jabba made it clear that it was he who granted an audience under timed circumstances on his own conditions. The fact that Jabba was in his private chambers, sent a clear message that he did not wish to be disturbed. While a handful of people could navigate these chambers on their own, no one dare to bother him.
Except for one man.
Jabba looked up from his red Twi’lek slave. The slave had long since passed out, first from seeing her husband’s head being roasted over the pit, then from the three hours of hammering from behind. Jabba courteously allowed her to see her husband’s face while he took her virginity. Unfortunately, her husband’s head had been picked off by the monkey lizard. Salacious Crumb had cackled a loud annoying shrill as he fisted the empty eye pockets of the dead Twi’lek, when the rare ruby sex slave passed out. Unfazed, and yet unsatisfied, Jabba had been continuing to pummel her with his member. Hutts were bidirectional sequential hermaphrodites, choosing sex in different stages of their lives. But Jabba had maintained being male throughout most of his life, either due to his frequent drug use, the scars and injuries during the Clone War, or through deep psychological preference rooted in dominance, Jabba’s female gonads had given up life a long time ago. His member, on the other hand, bloated and swollen through the years, infected with a series of xenootic infections, became riddled with scars and pustules, thick and long as a human forearm, he kept it hidden beneath his belly.
Boba Fett remained calm and composed as he entered the Hutt’s private chamber. This was a statement from the galaxy’s most feared bounty hunter. A statement on multiple layers indicating that he was an independent agent, and that he had the ability to threaten Jabba should the need arise, and that he was often the hand of the most dangerous man in the universe.
Jabba was annoyed, but curious as to why Boba Fett chose this moment to remind him. Perhaps it was his statement issuing the public dismemberment of the blind pirate, or the absence of the rebel princess from his person. Jabba was patient enough to seem nonchalant and continued to studiously plough the limp Twi’lek.
“She’s dead, Jabba.” Boba Fett said, sotto voce.
Jabba looked genuinely surprised. He humped the flaccid body once more, receiving no response, then withdrew his penis, soaked in Twi’lek blood. “I appreciate you finding your way to my chamber to keep me from necrophilia.” Jabba rolled the body off his dais. Hidden deaf and dumb servants entered to remove the body.
“Lord Vader allowed me to bring to pirate to you.” Fett continued.
“I had no idea the Dark Lord had interest in my harem”, Jabba sneered.
“The woman is of no consequence to Lord Vader,” Fett replied. “there will be another to come looking for him.”
Jabba laughed. “The self proclaimed Jedi?”
Fett shrugged. “Jedi have been known to surprise. Should the occasion arise, I would like to ask that I collect the Jedi.”
“Well”, Jabba chuckled, “we may finally see the famous bounty hunter Boba Fett stand up to his reputation as a Jedi hunter.”
“I have been surprised before.” Fett said simply. “Do I have your leave to collect?”
“Twenty percent. And the preparations come out of your pocket.”
“You know my rates.” Fett replied simply.
Jabba growled, “You are the one coming to ask me for favors.”
“The Lord Vader may become interested in collecting the rebels for interrogation. He has been known to renege on his agreements.”
Jabba glared for a moment. “You are forceful, bounty hunter. You forget that I am your bread and butter.”
Surprisingly, Fett relented a bit. “In other circumstances I would not be so bold. It is of importance that I deliver this particular person.”
Jabba waited, but Fett did not offer any more information. Boba Fett was a cautious man. Jabba had first heard of him through his favorite bounty hunters when Fett was but a child. Known to be the son of the infamous Jango Fett, he had rarely disappointed in skill. Jabba also knew that Fett and the Dark Lord were close enough that it would be unwise to move against Fett. And the Dark Lord had been known to be impulsive enough to think nothing of bringing down a criminal empire on the whim; the Black Sun syndicate had vanished like the morning dew.
“See to what is necessary, and convey my personal effort in assisting you to your master, bounty hunter.”
“You are gracious, your Excellency.” Fett bowed and removed himself from the chamber. Jabba felt annoyed at how Fett smoothly maneuvered him into submission to the Imperium. But Jabba’s ego only extended as far as he could preserve his life.
He paged Bib Fortuna on the holocomm. Bib immediately shimmered into a tiny miniature blue hologram on his bedside table.
“Excellency,” Bib bowed.
“Call in some muscle. Half a thousand men of arms, will do.”
Bib bowed in acknowledgement. “Expecting trouble, my Master?”
“Jedi trouble,” Growled Jabba. “I may have to forgo the festivities I had planned.”

Leia had been unconscious for several days. She awoke with a startled cry as a sharp needle entered her left jugular. Her sudden lurch would have torn the veins, but she was strongly fastened to the metallic gurney as the needle plodded into her venous system to release a strong stimulant.
“You will lie still,” came a synthetic voice.
A robot medic, Leia thought.
“Where am I?”
But the robot only commanded, and did not deign to reply to slaves. Leia felt a hot burning sensation again in her pussy. She could feel that she was still completely naked, but for the collar that studiously guarded her standing as Jabba’s personal toy. It was a distilled form of the drug Grease that Jabba had acquired from the drug dealer when she had her virginity had been torn by Jabba’s pipe. She hoped the Alliance medics would be able to restore her addiction.
“What are you doing to me?”
There was no response from the droid.
Leia suddenly felt the shackles on her ankles slowly drawing her legs apart. She tried to scramble to resist, but she also found her body was not responding. Muscle relaxants, she thought. Very exquisitely tailored to keep her breathing by herself, but not much else. It allowed her to talk, but the droid probably considered that as a side effect.
Leia cried out as she felt a large cold humming object enter her vagina.
“Humans,” sneered a voice she recognized as Bib Fortuna. “you are neither sensual nro graceful as a Twi’lek. I abhor your kind, but your kind always craves mine. Your womanhood needs expanding if you are to survive the honor of receiving his Excellency.”
“What? No. No.” she managed to whimper through her drug addled mind. The object started slowly expanding, vibrating more rapidly. The juices stimulated to excrete by the drug helped her cope with the process. But Bib Fortuna knew, the human’s mind will probably lose that fiery edge of disobedience that the slave seemed to pride herself of. He regretted it. Breaking a slave was always the best part, and due to the urgency, Jabba had resigned to use EV-9D9’s efficient but tactless method.
“My friends, will stop you.” Bib ran his clawed index finger along the Princess’ forlorn body. Idly tracing circles around her areola.
“How?” Bib purred.
Bib Fortuna, artist of narcotics, major domo of the most powerful crime lord in the sector, was surprised as a deep strong force of will suddenly shown through the damaged Princess’ eyes.
“Never,” she spat. Leia Organa had gone through far worse torture at the hands of the empire. She had sacrificed far more lives for missions. She was no ordinary cowering slave.
But to her surprise, Bib Fortuna clapped his hands gleefully.
“Perhaps, I will yet see your will broken without drugs.”
Leia was curious, but could not pursue as a sudden sharp pain radiated from her groin as the device in her vagina shook more violently.
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