Jabba takes a turn with you

One of the Gamorrean guards pulls you roughly to your feet, his grip firm as he positions you in front of him. You whimper with anticipation, your body trembling with need as he bends you over backwards, exposing your dripping cunt to his hungry gaze.

With a grunt of approval, he thrusts into you with a **** that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body. You cry out in ecstasy as he pounds into you relentlessly, his cock filling you to the brim as you surrender to the overwhelming sensations.

But it's not just his cock that you crave. With a hungry whimper, you reach out for the other guard, your fingers wrapping around his thick, pulsating balls as you pull him closer to you. You can't resist the urge to taste him, to feel his salty musk on your tongue as you suck and lick at his swollen sac.

The guard moans in pleasure, his fingers tangling in your hair as he guides you, encouraging you to take him deeper into your mouth. You obey eagerly, your lips wrapping around his throbbing member as you suck and slurp like a wanton slut.

And as the two guards use you for their own pleasure, you find yourself lost in a haze of ecstasy, your mind consumed by the raw, primal need that drives you. You moan and whimper like a bitch in heat, your body writhing with pleasure as you surrender to the overwhelming sensations.

"Ho ho ho," Jabba chuckles, the sound grating on your last nerve. "I think the intro is over. Bring me our guest."

Your heart sinks as you realize what's coming next. You've already endured the rough treatment from his guards, but facing Jabba's repulsive advances is a whole new level of degradation. You clench your jaw, determined to maintain your defiance even in the face of such overwhelming odds.

With a defiant glare, you're dragged before Jabba, your body tense with a mix of fear and disgust. The guards position you in front of him, their grip tight and unforgiving as they hold you in place.

Jabba's eyes gleam with perverse excitement as he leers at you, his slimy tongue darting out to taste the air. You recoil instinctively as he reaches out to touch you, his disgusting fingers leaving a trail of revulsion in their wake.

With a grunt of effort, Jabba positions you just how he wants, his massive form looming over you like a grotesque shadow. You try to resist his advances, pushing against him with all your strength, but it's futile. He's too strong for you to fight back.

With a defiant snarl, you brace yourself as he enters you with a sickening squelch. You bite back a cry of pain as he stretches you to your limits, claiming you as his own. But even as you grit your teeth and endure, you refuse to surrender completely.

But as Jabba pounds into you with relentless ****, you find it harder and harder to maintain your resistance. The overwhelming sensations threaten to break you, to strip away the last shreds of your defiance and leave you nothing but a submissive plaything for his twisted desires.

But even as you struggle to hold onto your spark of defiance, you can't deny the pleasure that courses through you. Despite your best efforts to resist, your body responds to his touch with a hunger that cannot be denied, driving you to new heights of pleasure and depravity.

And as the night wears on and your resistance fades, you find yourself lying spent and exhausted, your body covered in sweat and cum as you drift off into a restless sleep. But even as you succumb to oblivion, you know that this is only the beginning of your descent into darkness—a darkness from which there may be no escape.