try to fall asleep

"So, we have a deal then, Jabba?"

"Most certainly. You trade routes will be yours." Jabba acquiesces with slovenly ease, as the two cuddle up together in the Hutt's massive bed and begin to drift off to sleep. You find a pillow on the floor, and try to curl up and stay warm.

Jealousy rages through your mind, but you do your best to fall asleep.

***

The morning sun casts a warm glow over the palace, bathing everything in a golden hue as you wait patiently outside Jabba's quarters.. You've taken extra care to make yourself look beautiful, your hair cascading in soft waves around your shoulders and your attire carefully chosen to accentuate your curves. Today is the day you can finally return to Tatooine, trying to save some sense of normalcy, ready to return to your old life and leave behind the indignities of being his ****.

But as the minutes tick by, turning into agonizing hours, your anticipation slowly gives way to a gnawing sense of unease. The gurgling sounds of Jabba's pleasures drift through the door, a reminder that he is fully capable of feeling immense pleasure in your absence. Rarely have you heard his gurgling, orgasmic moans from so far away, and it only serves to amplify your growing sense of frustration and resentment.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the door whooshes open, and your heart skips a beat as you lay eyes on the figure standing before you. It's Nyx, your ex-lover, her lithe form exuding confidence and power as she regards you with a smirk of triumph.

The sight of her beauty sends a pang of jealousy coursing through you. Worse, the two of you are now alone, and you are no longer protected. You knew she had become a powerful figure in her own right, but to see her here, in Jabba's chambers, is a bitter reminder of the life you left behind.

"Surprised to see me, darling?" Nyx's voice drips with mockery as she steps forward, her eyes gleaming with malice. "I see you've become quite accustomed to your new role as Jabba's little plaything."

You bristle at the venom in her tone, the memories of your tumultuous relationship flooding back with painful clarity. It's clear that they ended on bad terms, and Nyx wastes no time in reminding you of the stark difference between your positions now.

"While you're busy playing the part of Jabba's pet, I've been making moves of my own," Nyx taunts, her voice laced with smug satisfaction. "You see, darling, I've become a **** within the Black Sun Syndicate... you're nothing more than a cum bucket for a Hutt."

"What's it like," Nyx spits out the words with disgust, her tone dripping with contempt, "to kneel at Jabba's throne like a **** whore in heat, begging for his slimy cock?"

"I can only imagine the sheer humiliation you must feel, darling," Nyx continues, her voice laced with disdain. "To lower yourself to such depths, to grovel at the feet of that repulsive slug of a creature, all in the hopes of pleasing him. Do you revel in the degradation, craving the taste of his filthy rod as it thrusts into your eager mouth?"

"Or perhaps he prefers to use you for his own twisted pleasure, spreading your legs wide as he impales you on his thick rod," Nyx taunts, her words dripping with venom. "Do you get off on it, cumming shamelessly as he pounds into you, using your body like a cheap whore? When I fuck, it's for my own purposes in my own ways. For example, Black Sun just got a lucrative trade deal. Ta-ta. I don't know why I ever wasted my time on you."

As she walks away, a crushing sensation of shame fills you. Losing yourself in Jabba's world was one thing, becoming a pawn for his wishes. But contrasting it to your previous life feels like too much to handle.

***

Jabba eventually emerges from his room, but when he opens his chamber doors he holds an exotic Zeltron **** on his leash. Her body is plastered from the remnants of Hutt-lovemaking, and you can't believe it, but you actually feel shame and fear: that you're being replace as Jabba's favorite. Who would have thought you could be brought to such a low? You perch yourself aboard his throne as he returns to his ship, but he barely even notices you the rest of the journey home. Instead, his journey is filled with ****-induced threesomes with the Zeltron and another twi'lek who was previously involved in serving drinks.