Jabba has an orgy

It's a party day! You smile, knowing your Master will want to enjoy you very thoroughly once he's had some strong drink and gets a good look at the many dancers and courtesans who will be flitting about the halls.

You and Jabba have slept in, and it's already mid afternoon by the time you leave the chambers. He idly strokes your chest as you remove your top to get him better access. He sets himself up in his throne room, and begins to feast on a lunch/dinner. You eat the scraps that he hands you with his fat fingers. They're stained with his thick mucous and green slime, but the taste reminds you of his mighty body and it only helps it go down easier. You've become his slut so quickly and thoroughly.

Soon, guests begin to arrive and the band strikes a tune. You can't wait for Master to grow horny, and you begin to place kisses along his fatty lower folds. Your hands softly caress his tail as you beg for his arousal in your own way. **** girls begin dancing and twirling about the room as Jabba's lecherous eyes wander up and down their curvaceous forms. You admire them yourself. You wonder if you should feel jealousy, watching your Master ogle at them, but you don't. You rather like the way the other women arouse him, it only seems fitting that your Master should have his fill of the finest women in the Galaxy. Besides, it only helps bring out your favorite side of your Master.

And just as you've already begun salivating, you look down to see your Master's erection already beginning to slip out of his fatty folds, slimy and thick, growing steadily larger. Jabba's already had quite a bit of ****, and his drive is insatiable once he gets going. You find yourself already moaning just looking at his thick meat, and you can't wait to get your hands and mouth all over it.

You're not the only one, Jabba's hand eagerly strokes your rear and bust, but he has found a beautiful twi'lek **** in his other arm. He seems happy to let the two of you pleasure him as he sloppily gurgles and rolls back, giving you both better access to his most sensitive regions.

The party rages around you, quickly degenerating into sloppy, carnal revelry. You look about to see all manner of creatures, powerful and poor, weak and mighty, fucking and sucking on each other.

But, as always, your eyes are focused on your Master's massive, glorious body. You are eager to obediently serve him. The only question is, how?