This story is from the imagination of the writer and inspired by Return of the Jedi. All characters are 18+.
Again, as in the last tale, I have used Huttese. These words are not of my own.
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"Ah, his excellency's personal slave boy has returned." The master of Jabba The Hutt's harem exclaimed. "I hear that you satisfied the great Hutt. You should be pleased with yourself. Not many of our master's slaves who become his favorite, ever come back."
For some time, our master had been looking to choose one slave to oversee all the others. This slave was chosen due to his obedience to our master and that he was never disciplined by the exalted one. Or so I've heard. As harem master, he has the authority to punish a slave as well as fuck any slave's tight sex hole. He's six three, two twenty and muscular with long black hair pulled into a pony tail. Tight shorts accentuate his firm ass and his eight inch bulged.
"Come over and kneel before me. You have been trained well. I have only had to punish you two times in eight months. Now I see why our master has taken a liking to you. Now, get a shower and prepare yourself for the party our master is holding tonight. Jabba wants you taking food orders and giving blowjobs to his guests."
While showering, I reminisced about the event, which was well over a year and a half ago, that led to my enslavement.
I decided to leave the harsh and unmerciful planet that is Tatooine. Space ships took people all over the galaxy and I wanted to get as far away, as soon as possible. So, I needed to make money fast. I moved from the small rural village where I was born and raised, to the large city of Mos Eisley. The best ways to make money there are either as a drug smuggler or dealer, bounty hunter, slaver or prostitute. I chose the latter and walked the streets at night and sleep with any man for any price.
Than one night, a man approached and offered me one thousand for just three hours of companionship. Being only eighteen and having been raised in a rural village, I naively trusted this man. Especially since he showed me his roll of bills.
As we entered his home, he forcefully put hand cuffs on, pushed me to the floor, ripped off my clothes, snapped a collar on my neck and chained me to a wall. He slapped my face and said that I was now his sex slave.
"You will call me master. You will be quiet. You will stay naked. You will eat one meal in the morning and a small snack at night. Most importantly, you will sexually pleasure me anyway I want, anytime of day. Do you understand, you fucking whore?"
I nodded.
"On your knees, slave." He pulled down his pants, out popped a hardened eight inch dick. "Blow me. If you spill any of your master's juices, so help me I will beat your ass!" I grabbed his long shaft and slowly licked up and down. I rubbed his balls, they were so tight. Swirling my tongue around his eight incher. Wrapping it in my tongue. He began to moan "You fucking slut! Take it all, bitch! Drink what I give you!" His cock spasmed and a huge load went into my mouth. I gagged, yet was thankfully able to swallow all his juice and continued sucking more cum from his dick until he said "Enough, whore!"
After, I was lead into the basement and told to lay on my back. My hands and feet were tied to the four corners of the cot I would sleep on. He whispered into my ear "Tomorrow your training as a sex slave will begin. Then I will sell."
The following morning, I was awoken by a loud crack. Master was standing at the foot of my cot with a large whip.
"I'm going to untie you. If you make the slightest movement towards the stairs, this whip will make aquaintance with your supple ass!" *Crack*!
Sitting up, I stayed on the cot. Naked, hungry and scared, I only had myself to blame. My mind quickly flashed to the night before when he mentioned that he would sell me. I knew that slavery was legal, yet I did not believe it. I had heard the name Jabba The Hutt before but I had no idea of his powerful influence over certain areas of Tatooine or it's lucrative slave trade.
"Kneel and listen. I am properly going to train you to suck cock, take a cock up your fuck hole and how to dance erotically. Understand, whore?"
I nodded.
"Good. I shall enjoy this very much. You shall as well or." *Crack*!
For three long brutal months, my body was defiled everyday. Some days it was nothing but anal. Others, erotic dancing. Master wanted my body physically fit, so he used the same workout storm troppers endure at the Empire's boot camp. At the end, I was a full blown sex slave. Now master was ready to sell me.
"Good. You've gone from a gay street whore to a perfectly trained sex slave."
I was awoken the following day at eleven in the morning. Master took me to the shower and lathered up my hairless body with a soap that was used daily to keep me smooth. The shampoo, which had many herbs and minerals, kept my brown hair full and soft. He clipped and filed my finger and toe nails. After, he tossed a close fitting white v neck t-shirt, tight tan shorts and a pair of tan sandals my way.
As we sped into the vast Tatooine desert, the sun was high with no clouds in sight. This made for a day just like all others- hot, dry and unbearable. It took master and me three hours to reach his intended destination known as the Dune Sea. There, looming high over the land, was a palace made from sandblasted metal and stone, with high guard towers, it could easily be seen from over four miles in either direction.
He parked his speeder in front of an immense steel door. After grabbing me, he cuffed my hands behind my back. Hitting the door with a large attached ball, we waited until it was finally opened.
"Mee have come tah make do bargon gee doe exalted Jabba. This shutta has been trained by je tah be do sex shag. As do former prostitute, hees already used tah being fucked many times do day."
(I have come to make a deal with Jabba The Hutt. This slut has been trained by me. As a former prostitute, he's used to being fucked many times in one day.)
The tall twi'lek man scratched his chin with long fingernails.
"Doe exalted wompa has tee-tooky tah stuka kickee shag dealer. Jabba sa always looking tah aquire gay shags tah satisfy his lust. Enter um follow je."
(The master has time to see any slave dealer. Jabba is always looking to aquire new gay slaves to satisfy his lust. Enter and follow me.)
