the night passes along, and you doze to sleep by your Master's side

With Jabba's cum and other fluids dripping across your bare skin, you let your spent body go limp and rest against your Master's side. You're not the only person he fucks tonight, and in fact you're not sure how many people he defiles and enjoys for his pleasure as the party rages on. Jabba truly is a hedonist, and has no shame demonstrating his sexual prowess publicly.

You doze to sleep, resting against his side as the music dies down and the palace is emptied. You seem to have garnered your Master's favor, for you are the only one remaining, chained to his dais, as the party ends and the Hutt begins to slumber.

Some time during the night, you are awoken by a groggy Jabba who slithers to his massive, grand chambers. He slides himself into a giant bed, and you curl up under some blankets, eager to get back to sleep. His tail curls around you, and you dream of the warm embrace of past lovers as your body settles into his bulk.