Jabba’s New

"The Mighty Jabba commands you to step forward, so he can collar you," the protocol droid said from the side of Jabba's dais.

Before Padme could respond, the Weequay guard pushed her forward, and Jabba wrapped the collar around her neck. Abi'lar'ar quickly reached out and lifted her hair out of the way as Jabba closed the collar. For some reason Padme felt a strange twinge of arousal as the collar clicked shut.

Actually Padme was already pretty aroused by the entire outfit. The danger of the Separatists only made her even hornier. Then Jabba stuck his long tongue out and tried to lick her face. Padme recoiled in horror, pushing back against the Weequay behind her. She felt his hard cock press into her ass, and instantly turned around and slapped him in the face, hard.

Padme saw Artoo rolling towards the Weequay with his charge arm deployed, and an arc of electricity coming from the end. She quickly waved him away, and he returned to his spot near the bar.

Both the Weequay and Jabba responded with laughter, although the Weequay was rubbing his sore cheek. Then Padme felt Abi'lar'ar's hand at her throat. Padme felt a weight on the front of her collar and glanced down to see a thin chain leash attached to the front of her collar, disappearing over her shoulder. The next thing she knew, she was yanked backwards, into Jabba's bloated belly.