The Musk Arouses Her

There was one small air duct at the top of the room, which was the only possible source of the smell besides the outside hallway. Leia walked over to the window of the room and sniffed. The smell was weaker there, almost totally disipated. No, it wasn't coming from outside. It had to be coming directly from the vent above her.

Which raised the next question. Why? Was this some kind of gas? If so, what was is going to do to her? If so it was a colorless. What little light the hallway allowed into the room didn't reveal any kind of visible element.

She sighed. It was getting harder to focus on those questions. If she didn't try and focus, she was overcome by the smell, leaving her light headed. Almost weightless feeling. Not like she drunk or high. More like she was...

...horny. She was getting horny. Without even noticing her the pace of her breath had quickened, and her thighs were getting slick. She breathed in the musk. It wasn't a gas. Pheromones maybe. Whatever it was powerful. Soon her thoughts slipped into fantasies. She tried to fight the indignity of it at first, but there was no preventing it for too long.

Leia laid back on her bench. Knowing her captors, there was a good chance there were cameras in the room. If they fucking wanted a show, they could have it. It's not like it was any more of an indignity then her time inside of the monster's belly.

Her fingers slid between her legs, finding her pussy already warm and wet. Leia wasn't very used to masturbation. Indeed, most days she'd been far too busy for it. However, it wasn't like she never had fantasies. There was one, from her time with Han after the battle of Hoth, featuring Han undressing her and taking her to bed. She'd protest loudly, but in the fantasy he would always ignore it. Leia found her clit, and sighed. Her mind focused on that fantasy. It was more vivid and powerful then it had ever been before. Almost too powerful...