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A New Master
By : AgentGv01
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A New Master
Chapter 1: Twist of Fate
The palace of Jabba the Hutt was not the kind of place you would normally think of when you thought of the word ‘palace’. Sure the place was built like one even though apparently it was originally a monastery when Jabba took over it as his palace. A place filled with the most vile and vicious beings found in the Outer Rim Territories. The place looked worn and the only upkeep was to keep the place a fortress, any paint had long since been peeled away by the desert sands that surrounded the place.
Almec Derlin walked up the hill dragging a man secured and bound holding on to a chain connected to the cuffed wrists.
“Hurry the hell up Lester,” he told his prize. The man might have said something but the mussel on his mouth it made whatever he said unknown.
“Yeah, tell me another one,” Almec pulled on the chain.
He hated the walk up to this place, there was no place to land his ship and the walk always sucked. Didn’t help that this always made his right knee hurt, ever since he took shrapnel to the knee a few years ago on a job it always started to hurt when he over worked it. The heat and the sand wasn’t much better either, he was from a forest world originally so all this dry heat and sand felt just wrong to him. Plus his armor wasn’t helping much in keeping him cool anyway but there was no way he was walking into this den of cut throats without any protection.
It wasn’t anything special for armor either, just a simple chest plate with grieves, the boots has shin guards with a couple of plates on the thighs and arms. They were a dull green on grey clothing all of it having small grim and repaired damages here and there. Each little imperfection told a story.
Almec had been a bounty hunter/mercenary for over eight years now, which was actually not too bad. Most in this business when you first get into it, it was that first year that really made people wonder if you would live or not. The smart ones quit when they realized they weren’t up to it but those were rare. So for doing this for eight years he had managed to learn enough to keep his ass alive, hopefully to the day he got a fat payday and could retire in luxury.
This was not how he imagined his life as he reflected finally getting to the top of the hill, he had left his boring little world on the Rim for the Imperial Academy, it was his way of finally getting out and doing something exciting with his life. His family had been against it of course so when he was old enough he ran off and hadn’t looked back. He didn’t care, his mother ran off years ago and his father was a drunk that liked to use him as a punching bag when it got bad. The rest of the extended family turned a blind eye so in the end he just flipped the whole planet off.
Turns out he had a bit of an attitude problem for the academy, he only made it a couple of years in Imperial service before being dishonorably discharged. So he used what little money had saved up and went into business for himself. That first year had been an eye opener and over the years he had learned that this galaxy didn’t favor the weak. Especially not out here in the Rim where you could earn pay for less than legal or moral ways but the danger was a lot higher too.
“Finally,” He kicked at the door waiting for that damn droid eye to show up. “I swear Lester whatever you did to piss off the Hutt better make this trip worth it.”
After telling the droid in that massive door to let him in he walked past the Gamorrean guards trying not to breath too deeply. He swore those guards never even heard of a bath unlike other Gamorrians he had met. He knew the way to the throne room as he had been here enough times plus he didn’t really want to be here too long. Although it did have some charm, mainly all the sexy slave girls and having sex with them always was a perk to this job, but the longer you stayed here the more you could see Jabba at his worst. Too many times he had seen people dropped into that damn pit and eaten by that beast he kept down there.
Now he wasn’t squeamish about killing but he was a professional in the business, if you were going to kill someone make it clean. Being eaten was just one of the few things that he actually found morally wrong, which wasn’t many. In his line of work you had to do a lot of crappy things and he didn’t lose any sleep over it. Although he did hate seeing the dancers and sex slaves thrown down there, the screaming they made, one poor had been bitten in half still alive just enough to give a few more cries from her missing legs before the thing finally ate her.
No if you were going to kill someone a clean kill was the least you could do.
He could hear the music going knowing that someone was dancing, he wondered if it was a new girl by this time, Jabba had a way of wearing down his prize girls before he tired of them and then down they went.
In the throne room the dark room filled with smoke, low lighting and the music filled the air. Dancing there in the center of the light was a beautiful and graceful Twi’lek woman, her green skin had a slight scene of sweat as she danced her heart out. Her graceful movements captured the attention of everyone. Her sexy form barely hidden by the fishnet costume she wore as she was able to dance without the chain Jabba was holding her getting in the way.
She was amazing and he had to admit she was one hell of a sexy woman as he drank in the sight of her.
This unfortunate soul was Oola a slave girl, she had been one of the prize dancers of the greatest dancing schools of her home world of Ryloth. She had no real memories of anywhere else than the school before she was sold off. Perhaps she had just been an orphan girl sold to the school or her parents sold her off for some quick cash. It didn’t matter, stories like that were common on her world. She and another girl had been sold here but her friend Sienn'rha had run off with someone that had tried to save them.
It was some human named Luke that had tried to save them, but in her naive foolishness Oola hadn’t gone with them. She thought palace life would have been grand for her, how she had been crushed and placed into this nightmare. Forced to wear this costume and dance for the fat slug on the dais in front of her. She had been humiliated and forced to perform sexual acts with the damn slug and even others that had caught their eye on her. First time she tried to fight off a man that wanted her had earned her a hit to the face as he raped her.
Of course Jabba had fed the man to the beast below, not because he had raped his slave but because of the bruise on Oola’s face. You could do anything to his slaves but if you damaged their looks that was crossing a line with the Hutt.
She had fallen into despair about her life, resigned that she was going to die here. She had seen what happened to the girls that displeased their master.
But now that was not the case, the new droid C-3PO had told her that Luke Skywalker was coming, he was coming for his friend the poor man that was in carbonite over in the corner like some demented trophy. So she danced, she danced like never before.
Almec saw the dancing girl and he couldn’t take his eyes off the woman, she was beautiful and he had never seen anyone dance like that. He hoped he could get some time with her while here she looked the type that would be an amazing fuck. She hadn’t been here last time he had been here it had been a pair of lovely twin sisters although he didn’t seem them around so he had a good guess what happened to them.
Still he couldn’t take his eyes off this lovely creature, he wasn’t normally one for losing himself in a woman but the way she moved seemed to capture everyone’s attention. He didn’t even notice the music, hell he would be surprised if he would even remember if there ever was, all there was is just her. She was obviously professionally trained, no one learned to move with that kind of grace.
He wasn’t the only one that seemed to have gotten under her spell, the Hutt looked every eager as he pulled on her chain commanding her to come to him. To his surprise the woman actually pulled back on the chain as she was actually defying the slug.
‘This isn’t going to go well,’ Almec knew where this would go. That woman was going to be food for that rancor below. ‘Damn it, what a waste.’
He hated to think that woman going to waste like that, hell it’s not like the Hutt couldn’t get another or had others in the wings to be his favorite new ‘toy’ to play with. He didn’t see other people as people only things for his amusement. He didn’t like Hutts but they paid well provided they weren’t the backstabbing kind.
He could see how pissed that Jabba was getting and he could tell what was going to happen. That’s when one of his bad habits showed up, his impulsive nature he usually could keep under control. It was one of the few things he learned from the Imperial Academy that stuck with him but sometimes he slipped up and this was one of them.
Before he could stop himself his reflexes kicked in, by this thigh on the armor there he had a small disk. It was a unique little item he found on a hunt on another world. The people there had these little disks that when thrown razors shot out, apparently it was for hunting some kind of game but he found it a useful tool when he got the hang of it. Some places had security where energy weapons were detected and so alternate means were sometimes needed.
The disk flew out and the blades which were laser sharpened cut through the chain that was holding the woman. She fell back just as the platform under her opened her feet were in the hole as she quickly pulled them up staring at shock at what had nearly been her death not inches from her.
Jabba roared out scanning the room for whoever did that, he noticed the new arrival and a lot of eyes were trained on him. Jabba noticed the bounty hunter a human he had dealt with a few times.
He pointed him out to the crowd as he spoke and the new golden droid translated.
“The great and powerful Jabba wishes to know why you have personally insulted him in his own home.” The droid spoke up.
Almec really wished he had either been a smarter man or had just arrived a little later. He had to think fast or else it was his ass going down there. He thought about fighting his way out until he noticed the faces in the crowd. Some of them were known to him and not the kind that wouldn’t think twice about shooting him in the back.
‘Oh all hells in the pit is that Fett?’ he hadn’t noticed the man in the crowd. He knew his skills and they weren’t up to that man. ‘Well cutting and running is out.’
He decided to play it up and hope he could talk his way out of it.
“Sorry for the interruption but I figured that you would like to have the main attraction,” He pulled Lester forward. “As you can see I figured this lot who I believe you hired out a bounty because he stole from the great and mighty Jabba and thought he could get away with it.”
“What did you call Jabba again?” He asked. “A fat slug that would be too stupid to notice a new missing credits?”
Jabba bellowed in rage as his tiny arms slammed into his own fat body. Lester tried to shake his head and deny it but the gag was preventing any words.
“I am sorry for interrupting your fun mighty Jabba,” he bowed knowing that the Hutt loved to be complimented the man’s ego was as big as his body after all. So he would play to the man’s vanity and hope he could focus his rage on someone else. “But since this man personally has insulted you I thought he would make for a better example to others who would dare to steal from you or insult your name.”
Jabba stared at him for a moment and he knew he might have pushed too far the fat slug wasn’t stupid. He said something which Almec caught most of it but the droid still translated.
“The mighty Jabba says that still doesn’t explain your own disrespect.”
‘Crap,’ Almec thought fast, there was a way out but this was going to hurt his wallet. “Well I’ll admit I’d hate to also see such fine merchandise go to waste.” He pointed to the twi’lek girl. “Since you seem to be done with her I was hoping to buy her from you, I think my bounty for this man here should cover it.”
Jabba laughed in that deep bellowing voice of his and Almec wasn’t sure if the Hutt was going to throw him in with the girl and Lester into the pit or was going for it. Again she spoke and Almec really needed to brush up on his Huttese, a few words he wasn’t sure on.
“The Great Jabba acknowledges your offer and while true that the slave has disappointed him for the last time why should he grant you the sale?” The droid asked.
“Well look at it this way,” Almec shrugged trying not to sweat. “You don’t want the girl anymore and I could use someone to clean up my ship now and then. Plus you get rid of her anyway, you get Lester here free of charge. You lose no money, you don’t really lose anything and you not only gain someone that has been an irritant to you but now you have something to replace the girl for your pet’s next snack.”
Lester of course tried to plead for his life but Almec kicked him in the back of the knee forcing the man to his knees.
“Take it like a man Lester.” He said coldly. “You know what crossing a Hutt would get you.”
Jabba laughed again and said something that Almec did catch this time and he really wished he had mistranslated it.
“The Mighty Jabba says-“
Almec cut him off, “I got that!”
“Why I never, I’m only doing my job!” The droid threw up his arms as best he could.
‘Gods I never seen such a prissy droid,’ Almec rubbed his face. Jabba had just set the price and it actually cost more than his bounty. This wasn’t good he didn’t need to be in dept to a Hutt. “Jabba you’re asking a lot for merchandise that’s been well used, brand new sure she would cost that but that’s a bit much isn’t it?”
Jabba said the next line with a very clear threat underneath it.
The droid spoke up as Almec didn’t care at that moment, “The Mighty Jabba says while that is true, the price has been raised because of the disrespect you have shown him. In his infinite wisdom he has seen that instead of just punishing you, you will repay him and show him your actions were in error and that you are sorry for your impudence.”
He was sure that Jabba didn’t use some of those words and that the droid was embellishing it but that was it essentially. It was then that he suddenly realized he had fallen into Jabba’s trap. If he refused he would be shown as showing disrespect again as Jabba was giving him an ‘out’ of his earlier mistake. It also meant that Jabba would have a bounty hunter under his thumb he would give him any job at half cost Almec bet.
Not only that but there would most likely be extra costs put in like late fees or interests, that was how these gangsters worked in order to keep you under your thumb and keep getting you to pay out. He knew that this was a bad choice but it wasn’t like he had much of an option here. The only way out was to rack up as many bounties as he could, do odd jobs and anything he could. He was going to have to work his ass off to get this dept paid off.
‘Damn it I came here to make money got lose it!’ he knew only had to blame himself. He never seemed to have much luck in life. Every time he seemed to get somewhere something like this happened.
“Fine it’s a deal,” Almec told him not too happy but it wasn’t like he had much of an option.
Jabba chuckled having won and now he motioned towards Lester. Almec took off the chain and bindings and the gag. He noticed that pale twi’lek of his writing something down most likely a record of the deal that just happened.
“Please Jabba I can get you more money!” Lester quickly tried to plead for his life getting up as close as he could holding his hands in prayer in front of himself.
Almec however was in no mood for it and kicked the man in the back sending him screaming to his death as Jabba’s platform rolled forward as the crowd started to jockey for good positions as the show started up.
Meanwhile a forgotten slave girl was on the floor looking at the whole scene. Oola wasn’t entirely sure what was going on as she hoped that this human had saved her or was his actions just to delay her fate as well as have him share it? She only caught bits and pieces of the conversation she only knew Twi’leki, Lekku and some of the Huttese she had picked up working here. The man spoke basic which she could only knew a few words, she had picked up various words of several languages living here but mostly they were of the more vulgar types of things.
Then the man who had been in chains had been suddenly kicked into the bit with a scream as everyone gathered around the grating in the floor. She sat there eyes wide as she had seen that man fall to the fate she had nearly fallen into. Then she felt a tug on her arm, the strange human in the armor pulled her up and was leading her over to an isolated booth. He stopped to grab the small disk weapon he used to cut her chain before he sat down with a sigh running his hand through his brown messy hair.
He asked her something she didn’t catch.
“I said you got a name?” Almec asked her again and noticing the blank look on her face mentally groaned.
[You speak basic?] he asked in some broken up Twi’leki.
[No, only little.] she told him.
“Fuck,” He should have known his luck now he was stuck with a slave that didn’t speak basic and his Twi’leki wasn’t that strong. Hell the only reason he learned it was to help him pick up Twi’lek women in bars after he got them into bed he felt he didn’t need to know much more than that.
[You’re name.]
“Oola.”
[Almec] he placed his hand on his chest. [Own you now.]
[Not Jabba?] She asked hopefully as anyone would be better than the Hutt. She had nearly died just now and if she was still to be a slave she was hopeful that at least her new master would be nicer to her.
Almec shook his head pointing to himself as he pulled the young woman onto his lap as he ran his ungloved hands over her exposed flesh testing it out. Her skin was very smooth to the touch and he could feel the dancer’s body under the skin, she had no real body fat on her as he could feel himself starting to get hard just thinking about taking the woman’s body.
She stayed still letting him do what he wanted she knew full well what was happening as she was used to being pawed at but his touch was lighter and not as rough. His hand went to the back of her head pulling her to him as he kissed her deeply. She responded knowing to please your master was important for a slave. She placed her hands on the hard metallic breastplate wondering if he felt just as strong under it. At least he was pleasing to her eye, but then again most other species was better than that slimy and smelly Hutt.
When he was satisfied with the kissing he attacked her neck as he pulled the sides of her outfight in between her breasts his hand going to one of them. He felt how full her breasts felt as he squeezed it in his hand. Maybe this would be worth the money to have access to her body whenever he wanted, it was a lonely life as a Bounty Hunter sometimes. He stopped attacking her neck and bent down to start sucking on the light green nipple into his mouth.
Oola sucked in her breath, he was sucking kind of hard on the sensitive nub as she felt his free hand going between her legs. She gasped feeling his hand rub her pussy most of the people that wanted her body didn’t bother with her own pleasure.
Almec loved the feel of her breasts in his hand and in his mouth, they were full but still perky. He used his other hand on her back to test out her back skin, it was smooth and flawless. He caressed one of her head tails feeling is twitch under his touch. With enough testing of her breasts he attacked her neck again with his mouth. He then used the hand that had been toying with her breasts to reach between her legs and test out her cunt.
Oola started breathing a little hard as his hands were actually getting a reaction out of her body, she knew others were watching but as a dancer she was trained to dance in front of a crowd. Working here she had learned to do other things in front of a crowd. But at least her new master was taking it slow, she expected him to take her roughly but this was a pleasant surprise. Then she felt a finger of his going through the netting and enter her vagina. She gasped at the sudden intrusion but he seemed to be exploring her body.
She ran her hands over his body, she felt the rough armor still warm from the hot sun outside against her skin. She felt his slightly unshaven face rub her skin, it was kind of prickly. She always wondered about how some species like humans with all their hair dealt with it. She started to make little moaning noises as his fingered started to pump in and out of her.
Almec was starting to enjoy himself and soon found the girl starting to get a bit wet as a slight wetness started to coat his finger. That was good, that meant she could still respond to sex, he was a little afraid being Jabba’s personal pet might have ruined her for sex with her associating it with something she didn’t like. A dry fuck was never fun anyway but he also tested her out, she was in decent shape down there.
Not too lose and it felt like she would be a nice fuck when he got around to it. Plus she did have a sexy moan.
He was already hard under his pants and given the day he just had he could use a little stress relief. He pulled away and took his finger out of her. She looked at him panting slightly as she watched him unzip the front of his pants. She knew immediately want he wanted and she got down onto her knees. She reached in feeling the hard flesh and pulled it out.
She bent down looking at the human dick, she had seen plenty of them here of various races but she liked the one in front of her. It wasn’t so big that it would cause nothing but pain and didn’t have anything else, some species that had fucked her was just nothing but painful experience for her because their species weren’t totally compatible. As least with the more humanoid kind she could take without much trouble.
He was about over six inches long and nicely thick as her pouty lips lightly suckled on the head making her new master moan. She had to please him, he was going to take her out of this place and saved her life. She wasn’t sure what kind of person her new master was but it was always safe to stay on their good side. She had gotten on Jabba’s bad side today and it nearly killed her.
[Oola do good?] She asked taking a pause stroking him.
[Yes, more] he told her as she eagerly went back to sucking him down t the base.
Oola tried not to think of the taste the man hadn’t showered yet but she had far more disgusting things shoved into her mouth like Jabba’s tongue. She bobbed her head doing everything she could hear him moan as his hands caressed her head. She shivered as his hands started to caress her lekku, they were a very sensitive part of her species bodies as they twitched under his touch.
Almec had been with enough twi’lek women to know that the head tails were very sensitive as he stroked the girl. She started to squirm knowing he was getting a good reaction out of her. Sure he could have just turned her over the table and just fucked her but where was the fun in that? Besides he could always do that later but he wanted to enjoy his new slave.
He sat back allowing her to do her work, her mouth and tongue were nice and talented. The warmth of her mouth felt good as she took all of him. He wanted to enjoy this but it had been a month since he had a chance like this. He guided her movements making her go faster as she complied. Her hands went to his thighs gripping them as she make gurgling noises as he started to face fuck this beauty.
He really wanted to see what her pussy felt like but first he was going to cum in her mouth.
“Take it, take it you green skinned bitch,” He muttered as he cried out holding her face to his groin.
Oola felt his penis throb as he came, his seed filling her throat as she swallowed everything finally when he was done he let her go. She pulled her head up gasping for air as she had been getting close to her lungs starting to burn for air. She took his softening member licking it clean for him.
[Did I do good Master?]
“Oh yeah you did real good,” He stroked her face as she actually smiled up at him and he had to admit she had a lovely smile.
He was relaxing with the girl’s face in his lap feeling like maybe it was time to test out her other hole just as another commotion stared up, he looked up to see a short hunter come in with a wookie of all things. He knew that brown armor well as he had heard of this guy even seen him a few times.
“Boushh,” Almec felt a little out of his depth at the moment. First Bobba Fett and now him, now that was a mood killer as he put his member back into his pants. The girl looked at him confused as he pulled her up to his lap.
Maybe now was a good idea to get a head start on his work, he did have a lot of money to get now but before he could even move Boushh pulled out a damned thermal detonator. Almec couldn’t believe his luck today, it was like some god or goddess was torturing him. The entire room was so tense that you could cut it with a vibro-knife.
Then just like that after a small stare down between Boushh and Jabba over the price it was over as soon as it began and it was like the entire place let out a sigh, a deal was made and everyone went back to the party like nothing hadn’t happened.
“This place is taking years off my life,” he muttered to himself. He noticed the woman looking at him curiously. “Time to go, before the sith damned Emperor shows up next.”
He got up taking his expensive new prize with him. Then he paused as he looked back and thought about things. Boushh cared about his own life than money and he would never do something as do a trick like that. He would rather just take what was offered and then leave before someone tried to stick a knife in his back. The man was nothing if not paranoid and now that he got a good look at the man he noticed that Boushh didn’t move quite right, the movements were all wrong and was it his imagination or was he slightly shorter?
Something smelt and he had a nose for trouble, there was something going on here. He noticed that Fett hadn’t taken his eyes off him either, well at least he thought so it was hard to tell with that helmet he always wore. Something was in the air and maybe it was the best time to get out of here while the Hutt’s attention was taken off his own actions.
He walked towards the door with the girl in tow, [Got anything to take?]
Oola shook her head the only thing she had were the clothes she was wearing.
“Just as well we don’t linger,” Almec couldn’t wait until this whole planet was a speck in the sky behind him.
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A New Master