Shower

The Gamorrean guards lifted Leia and attached her to a hook in the ceiling, leaving her exposed, soiled. Never before had Leia been so degraded and degraded. Jabba's court didn't hesitate to exaggerate to please the master of the house, sometimes spitting on her.

Niia returned with a hydro-rinsing hose.

• Time to wash our youngest.

Pressing a button, a high-pressure jet hit Leia like a punch.

Pressing a button, a high-pressure jet hit Leia like a punch, the jet of icy water rained down on her bruised body, eliciting muffled moans. The Gamorrean guards sneered, their eyes shining with sadism, while Niia, impassive, adjusted the intensity of the hose, taking malicious pleasure in aiming at her genitals.

The princess, suspended from the hook, trembled under the **** of the water lashing her skin, each impact triggering sharp pains. Jabba's court roared with pleasure, some spectators shouting insults, others encouraging Niia to redouble her ****.

Niia didn't hesitate to insert the pulser into her anus and unleashed the powerful stream that struck Leia's intimate flesh, provoking howls of pain that echoed through the room. The Gamorrean guards, excited by the spectacle, began to roar with encouragement, while Niia, with cold, calculating eyes, adjusted the angle of the device to maximize the tearing.

The jet of water, icy and violent, lashed relentlessly, drawing screams from Leia that mingled with the hearty laughter of Jabba's court. The princess's body, already bruised, writhed under the unbearable pressure, her muscles tense with pain.

More jets were brought in, the water saturated the air. Leia had trouble breathing, but her whole body was being struck. Yet that cursed Sith collar, bringing back her dark impulses, brought her to the edge of a blissful state of pleasure and pain. This lasted for a long time, always maintained at the limit without respite, when suddenly, as she lost consciousness from lack of air, it stopped.

Niia advanced with sponges on poles that she held firmly with her hands. When she scrubbed, Leia was struck by a violent electric shock from the two sponges. She leaped like a devil, but her bonds prevented her from fleeing, her muscles contracting in pain.

The sponges, imbued with shearing electricity, traced fiery furrows across her skin, each touch causing violent spasms. Niia, with methodical cruelty, slid the sponges all over her body, lingering over the most sensitive areas, while the Gamorrean guards howled with laughter, excited by the spectacle.

Leia, her eyes wide with horror, felt her body writhe under the shocks, her mind flickering between unconsciousness and painful awareness. Jabba's room echoed with the echoes of her screams, mingling with the crowd's cries of joy, in a macabre symphony of pain and sadistic pleasure.

Niia danced while applying the electric sponges to Leia, which, along with the water oozing from her body, amplified the effect. It was a hypnotic and terrifying dance that gave Leia no respite. All she wanted was to surrender, her pride as a princess forever destroyed, now ready to do anything to make it all stop. But her torturer had her orders; she would only stop on the orders of Jabba, who encouraged and guided her.

Leia, exhausted and broken, hung limply from her hook, her strength waning in the face of Niia's limitless cruelty. Jabba's room, saturated with the smell of pain and lust, still echoed with the echoes of her screams, but a heavy silence suddenly fell, as if the crowd were holding their breath, waiting for what would happen next.

Niia, with deliberate slowness, slid a gloved hand down Leia's back, tracing an imaginary line of fire, before brandishing a new device, even more menacing than the previous ones. It was then that Jabba, in a deep, penetrating voice, gave the order to move on to the next step.

Niia roughly inserted a ball into Leia's vagina and anus, which advanced deeper when Jabba pressed a button. The balls caused an electric shock across their entire surface, shocking the fallen princess's innermost being.

The balls, once activated, sent intense electric shocks that pierced every inch of Leia's body. Every muscle contracted violently, causing spasms that made her writhe against her restraints.

Leia's body writhed grotesquely in a dance where she no longer knew what she felt: pleasure or pain. She no longer knew the Sith collar was transforming all her perceptions. She screamed in time with the shocks, which stopped and started again with varying intensities so she could never get used to them.

Niia took electronic whips that emitted electric arcs and slammed them on the ground to the cheers of Jabba's court. While Leia was already writhing under the influence of the balls, she struck her victim's body.

Niia, with unparalleled cruelty, inserted a new probe into Leia's anus, equipped with sharp points that sank deep, provoking heart-rending screams.

The princess, already exhausted, writhed beneath the bonds that held her tightly, her body lacerated by the multiple instruments of ****. The Gamorrean guards, excited by the spectacle, encouraged Niia to continue, their hoarse voices mingling with Leia's cries of pain.

Jabba's room was saturated with the smell of blood and sweat, the atmosphere heavy and charged with sadism. Niia, with surgical precision, adjusted the angle of the probe, maximizing the pain inflicted with each movement.

Leia screamed, broken.

• Have mercy, Master Jabba, I am your female dog, do with me what you will, have mercy.

Jabba finally smiled at the right moment, he made a sign, everything stopped. The translator droid said:

• You've taken your time, now you can prove your sincerity. Take her to the infirmary. I want her a virgin and well by tomorrow.

The guards dragged Leia out of the room, her body bruised and shaking, while Niia approached to examine her with a clinical eye.

• She lasted longer than expected, she murmured, stroking the bruises on Leia's arms.
• But tomorrow, she'll be ready to fuck like a ****. Niia made a sign.

The guards threw Leia onto a stretcher, her restraints loosened but still present. During the transport to the infirmary, Leia stared at the ceiling, her mind in ruins, unable to distinguish reality from madness. Memories of the **** mixed with those of her past life, creating a mental chaos that threatened to consume her, and she was plunged into the Bacta tank.