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Slave Leia: I lightly shiver at the feel of the grotesque finger going to my spine. I ignore the saliva coating my cheek, trying to block out the feel of my bikini top growing slick and slimy as well as the skirts getting soaked, knowing they would dry if I was allowed to leave. I briefly stiffen at the feeling of your finger returning to my ass cheeks. I briefly gasp at the feel of your thick tail between my inner thighs, causing me to briefly bite my lips to stifle a disgusted moan,as it was sending all sorts of unwanted stimulation despite not touching my nether lips. I turn back and stare at you, contemplating your word. You were a sly and cunning crime lord, I know you could somehow outwit my desire to see my friends. For instance, I had never said how long I wanted to watch, knowing we had a little over and hour before we arrived. Looking into your lust filled reptilian eyes, I knew no matter what I would say would come back to haunt me. I slightly glanced behind me, at the window across the room where I so desperately wanted to be right now, before trailing back to the finger stroking between my firm upper ass cheeks, the tops of them covered in slimy secretions . I took a deep breath before looking back at you. " What is the cost for 15 minutes of uninterrupted looking?" I say, slightly in a confident tone.

Jabba: I smirk, my tongue slithering from my sloppy mouth to lick your lips. My tail slides slightly upward between your thighs, and I groan slowly from the feeling. It pushes further in-between your legs, the thicker, fleshier part of my tail now mere centimeters from your steaming box. "My price?" I smile, my slit eyes looking mischievously down at your cleavage. "I will take from you whatever I please, Slave. My tail withdraws from between your thighs, my sensitive skin recognizing a separate slimy substance in addition to my own. The corners of my lips curl upward, the tip of my tongue sliding across your full lips playfully attempting to gain entry. The patrons around us turn to watch as my tail slides seductively, yet always repulsively, between us. The slime along your belly lubricates it's path as it meets the bottom of your cleavage and slips in-between your breasts. The tip pushes it's way out above your breasts and joins my tongue in rubbing your lips. While the head of my appendage plays with your mouth, further down the twice as thick section independently titfucks you, slowly. The onlookers whistle, and you shiver. I close my eyes as thick slime leaks from the tip of my tail. I move my tongue to spread near viscous saliva along your throat and shoulders. The tip of my tail works it's way between your lips and stops at you teeth, allowing what is essentially precum to seep in-between your lips. I take my half-full goblet and slowly tip it over your upper ass, watching as blood wine drains into the crack between your cheeks. The cup emptied, I toss it aside and instead place both hands on an ass cheek each, pulling and squeezing."There is nothing I cannot do to you, Princess. There is nothing I cannot do for you..." I say, my tongue returning to lick your ears and your jaw. "You will submit, but for now my price is this, just to entertain whatever illusion of control or free will you may hold on to. You will kiss me, Leia. You will suck on my tongue and you will enjoy it. You will then get ten minutes to see your friends." My tail leaves your lips, my tongue lapping up the precum, and spreads cum across your tits. A half meter of my tail, ending at a point twenty centimeters thick, slides between your breasts, my slimy precum lubricating the passage more than before. As it pushes upward, it brushes against alternating cheeks, leaving thin trail of precum along both sides of your face, only to be spread by the next stroke of my tail. "For 15 minutes of time to see your friends, you will dance to please my customers." All around, the weirdly shaped and remarkably raucous crowd cheer and whoop. In dark corners some remove their clothing, masturbate good. In others, several begin to play with each other. "However," I say, "If you wish to see them for the entire... 'event'... You will use your mouth, your lips, your tongue, and your throat to please me. Because I am a generous master, I will allow you to choose to please either my tongue, or my tail. Or both..." I chuckle. My tongue slithers along your lips and my tail pushes further in-between your breasts, pressing them more forcefully into the metal cups of your bikini, and threatening to snap the metal fastenings. "You will please me one way or another. Choose, and you will be rewarded as specified. Refuse, and all you will observe is the screams of pain of your friends as they are cut and tortured before being pushed into thousands of years of even greater pain in the belly of the Saarlac. Choose wisely." A new goblet of blood wine is given to me, and in my right hand is placed a cup of grub-like snacks. You are held in place only by my tail in your cleavage. "Choose..."

Slave Leia: My eyes widen as you tail moves higher, the disgusting slimy appendage only inches from my sex. To my shame, it is not just slime that coats my inner thighs, feeling my nether lips grow wet with need. If someone were to see it at the moment, it would look oh so pink and tight, practically inviting the slimy and massive appendage to part the dripping folds. Thankfully, you could not. It was even worse as I feel immense excitement course through my being at your words, your voice, despite being disgusting and gross, was deep and commanding, sounding slightly hypnotic to my ears. I keep my lips shut as your tongue eagerly glides over them, teasingly prodding, wanting me to give permission to enter and ravage my mouth. I had kept my eyes closed as soon as your tongue slide out of your mouth, when they suddenly shot open at the feel of your tail sliding through my legs, moving up my shuddering stomach before it slides between my succulent metal bra-clad breasts, the tip quickly beginning to intimately stroke against my lips, alternating with your wretched saliva-canted tongue. I groan in a mixture of disgust and arousal as your slimy tail quickly begins to move between my breasts, slowly titfucking me, making my chest arc forward in sync with your movements uncontrollably, as if my body wanted you to continue. My cheeks lightly turned red hat the crowds whistling, reminding me they were watching as I shivered from the sensations you were forcing upon me. I gain a surprised look as your tail slides against my lips, a spurt of gooey and warm pre-cum oozing out onto my mouth. Although your precum is indeed a lot, larger than most human loads and a hell of a lot thicker, I was glad it wasn't a full load. I would be drowning in your gooey semen if that were the case. My eyes open wide in shock as your poor the wine onto me, the cold blood red liquid sliding between my ass cheeks, causing me to shiver as it drenches my cold and firm flesh. I stifle a few moans in my mouth as your hands grasp at my impressive backside, the grotesque slimy fingers kneading the firm flesh as if it were dough, making my nether lips shamefully grow wetter. I had a brief struggle to listen to your words, a pleasurable jolt going down my spine at the line "There is nothing I cannot do to you, Princess." as I listened to the price of my requested actions. I moan in my mouth as you take the pre-cum from my lips and smear it over my tits, lathering the tops in your seed, as your tail thickens and slides further upward, rubbing the pre-cum against my cheeks in turns, making my face blush harder at your erotic albeit disgusting actions. I ponder your next words carefully, my trail of thought slipping away as the crowd cheers at the mention of me dancing. My face turns even redder at their enthusiastic response. I had grown accustomed to dancing as entertainment over the last few days. The grace in which I walked as well as my athleticism and skill at traditional court dancing was unfortunately put to good use, as I was forced to learn even more risqué and raunchy moves for your perverse desires. Your court would go positively crazy at my performances, especially the activities that came afterwards with you due to my arousing actions....My face turned full crimson as I thought about it. I gain a confused look as I snap back into focus at the full proposition, slightly averting my eyes as I saw the gleaming orange lust-filled look you gave me as you said it. My heart filled with dread as I heard your next words, not wanting my friends to suffer at all, still clinging to hope that there was still a way out of this. I knew you would somehow turn this simple request on me to your advantage. One option equals 10 minutes, one option equals 15, both equal time away from you, albeit briefly. If I choose neither of them, my friends suffer. I groan out at the feel of your tail moving further upward, each bump and slimy inch of it pulsating between my milky cleavage, the strings holding the bra to me straining to stay on. I turn and look into your eyes, aware of your hands leaving my firm and round ass to grab at another goblet of wine and your live snack food, my rear end slightly quivering at the loss of the slimy and oh so shamefully pleasant attention your grotesque sausage like fingers were giving it. I stand firm, the only thing keeping you near me is your massive slime covered tail between my breasts, you yourself not even holding my chained leash, although it was within easy reach, i wouldn't even get far before you grabbed it and yanked me back if I tried to run. Back to the matter at hand, I stand and contemplate my choices carefully, not knowing what to do. I didn't want to degrade myself just to get a glimpse of them alone without you there to mock me. I did not want my friends to suffer, however for doing nothing. I gulp and decide to swallow my pride. I lean forward, firmly pressing my cleavage into your blubbery and slimy chin, whilst using my elbows to push them together, pressing them firmly on the sides of your tail in an attempt that would envelope a large cock in their doughy embrace. Of course, it would do nothing to smother your slimy tail, but it is the thought that counts. I slide my leg up your slimy folds, offering your a lovely view of the smooth creamy length as the sides of my ass is exposed, holding my leg sensually against your obese belly. I make sure i am pressed closer to you, my toned stomach against your rubbery and slimy skin, making sure I was essentially in a slimy embrace. I turned and look up at you, my decision made up, deciding not to put on a dance for the crowd, knowing they would still get off on this anyway. ' 10 minutes, that is all I need. ' I think to myself. With a submissive gaze in my eyes, and to my shame, my body quivering slightly in excitement at what was about to come next, I puck my lips submissively, pushing the right in front of your slimy massive maw of a mouth, giving you full permission to kiss me with that beastly and slimy tongue of yours, knowing full that much more than kissing was about to happen.