Padme goes back to slavery

After a few hours of speeding through the desert, Padme saw the stone fortress of Jabba jutting out of the horizon. It was still pitch black out when she arrived. Padme's heart skipped a beat. She still couldn't believe she was WILLINGLY going back into slavery. "What other choice do I have, though?" Padme tried to clear her head; it was to late to go back now. She parked her speeder next to the huge gate, and approached. She knocked three times before the door senser came out. It looked at her for a few seconds, and then promptly shot back into the gate. The huge barrier started to lift and Bib Fortuna stepped out. "Now I know this is stra-" Padme started. Bib, however, cut her off. "Follow me. Master Jabba will no doubt be interested in what you have to say for yourself." Deciding to avoid small talk, Padme nodded and followed his lead. Her heart was beating like crazy as the two of them walked to the throne room. "What the hell am I doing!? Oh my God, this was a mistake! No it wasn't! You know this is your best option right now, and it's too late for second thoughts!" As they descended the little entryway into the throne room, Padme noticed it was completely empty, except for Jabba. Bib quickly scampered out as Padme slowly made her way into the center of the room. Jabba showed no surprise on his face at her arrival, almost as if he had EXPECTED her to come back. The Hutt was silent as Padme stood in the middle of the large room. "Well, I suppose I'll make the first move." The young Queen stripped out of her robe and threw it to the side, leaving her self completely naked in front of the fat slug. She fell to her knees and began to plead for her life. "Please, master, I made a mistake leaving. I have nowhere else to go! Please, take me back Jab-, master!" Now it was Jabba's turn to act. He sighed loudly and began to address her, "You disapointed me, little ****. I gave you shelter, protection, and purpose, but you threw it all away." Padme thought she was a goner, but Jabba continued on. "However, I heard what you said to your Captain friend. You spared my life, and now you come back to me, seeking forgiveness." He chuckled and smiled. "I welcome you back ****! But be warned; there is no way out anymore. You had freedom, and you threw it away. I won't suddenly treat you as my equal and cherish you. You are MY property, meant to do whatever I say, whenever I say it! Is that what you really want?" "Well... I'm not really sure master. I me-" Jabba cut her off "It doesn't matter what YOU want, bitch. It's what I want that's important! You may not be sure that this was the right choice, but it's pointless to think about that now! Now, crawl to me, ****, and take your place at my side." Padme did as he commanded, and got on all fours and approached him. He took the collar into his clammy hands, and snapped it around her neck. Hearing that metallic click, Padme knew that this was it; she was no longer free. But, she really didn't mind. She took in Jabba's scent, and she wretched a bit. "It's not perfect, but it's the best it can get, so I might as well get used to that awful smell again." The slimy Hutt addressed his ****. "Now it's time to seal the deal, little schutta! I'm going to take you, and make you mine! After this, nothing else will be able to satisfy you like my cock! Now, spread your legs, slut, and get ready for a pleasure like none other!" The former Queen wasn't expecting this right off the bat! No matter, she was a **** now, and she did as he commanded. She positioned herself in front of him, and opened her legs, display her untouched pussy to her master. Jabba licked his lips in anticipation. He was already hard as a rock, and his slime acted as a natural lubricant, so there was no need for any foreplay. He yanked Padme closer to him, and pressed the head of his cock between Padme's quivering pussy lips. Jabba groaned as he slowly pressed into his ****, reveling in the tightness of her cunt. Padme, meanwhile, was somewhere between bliss and excruciating pain, mostly pain. He was HUGE! After slowly easing into her, Jabba felt a blockage; her hymen. Switching pace, Jabba rammed past it, causing Padme to squeal in pain. "Ughh, take it, bitch!!" The Hutt roared as he slammed into her. "Oh God, oh God, oh God!!" Padme thought to herself. The pain eventually began to fade, and it was replaced with unimaginable pleasure! Jabba's slimy cock hit all the right places, and in a matter of minutes, Padme was brought to her first orgasm. Her master wasn't slowing down though. He kept at it for another 15 minutes, bringing Padme to orgasm after orgasm until he was ready to blow his load. Finally, he roared, and shot his cum right into Padme's waiting vag. The two of them were quiet for a few minutes, recovering from the intensity of their fucking. Finally, Jabba broke the silence. "Now, you are truly MINE!" Padme could do nothing but nod her head in agreement. The pleasure was just too much; she didn't have the strength to speak. "Don't expect that pleasure every night! A **** must prove herself worthy of such a gift. It's a slut's job to BRING pleasure, not receive. That pretty mouth of yours will have to work overtime if you ever want a fucking like that again! Maybe in a few weeks, if you've been good, I'll grant you such pleasure again. Now, rest with me ****! Tomorrow's going to be a BUSY day for that mouth of yours!" Padme had gotten past the point of dreading the next day, and now she merely accepted what tomorrow would hold. She curled up on the dais and fell asleep.

Padme awoke with a start. It was still very early in the morning; the twin suns were still out of sight. It took her a moment to remember what had happened last night. She was still shocked that she had actually GIVEN herself into slavery. She looked up at her master. He looked so... Peaceful, when he slept. His loud snores began to become less and less jarring to her. "I made the right choice. Hell, I made the only SENSIBLE choice. Between being a **** and begging in the streets, or worse, I'll stick with Jabba." Confident in the choice she had made, Padme readjusted herself and prepared for another day of serving her fat Hutt master.