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Jabba The Hutts Slave Boy Pt 04

Jabba The Hutts Slave Boy Pt 04

by mh78
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This story is inspired by Return of The Jedi. All characters are over 18. This story is meant to be read and enjoyed.

My life as a gay slave who the exalted Jabba The Hutt keeps in his palace, is basically the same everyday. Sex and serving are what is expected of a loyal slave. I serve his royal highness by allowing him to use my body as well as attend to any "needs" his guests may have. Although there are 9 other gay slaves who submit to Jabba's desires, whether that might be an erotic dance, a blowjob, laying submissively upon his throne as his personal slave boy or entertaining a client who has done business with our exalted master, we all obey and are loyal to our master.

His royal highness purchased me 2 years ago. I was raised in a small village on the planet of Tatooine and desperately wanted to leave. There are very few employment prospects. It is a planet of criminals, bounty hunters and hot, dry weather. So to make money fast, I left for the largest city, Mos Eisley which was 75 miles away. While walking at night, I would spend time with men no matter what price they would pay for my company. It was degrading but I was 19, naive and not street smart. A man who wanted pleasure from me, enslaved me for 3 months then sold me to Jabba.

My day begins at 12 noon. As I rise out of bed, the silver collar on my neck jostles and reminds me of what I am. It may sound "sick" to you but until the great Hutt frees me, I am proud to be his slave. Yes, I will be free to leave at the age of 24.

All 9 slaves live on the palace's second floor except for whomever is chosen by our master to stay on his throne as his favorite for the time being. My room may be small but it is my own home away from my powerful master.

Around 12:30, I walk down the hall to the exercise room. This is important because my body brings attention and my master needs me to do so; whether it is attention from him or one of his many clients. I work hard to keep my 5'7". 140 pound body in shape. By 2pm, I'm sore and head to the shower room.

There is a large bathroom for all slaves. It has every amemnity you would find in a normal bathroom but alot more. After exercising, it feels so good to soak in the hot tub then take a shower. I lather my hair with shampoo that will keep it full and healthy. Mmm, soaping up my hairless body feels so good that my 7 incher gets rock hard but I dare not jerk off because the great Hutt's pleasure comes first.

As I walk naked back to my room, the dry Tatooine air causes sweat to drip from my pours. In my closet are my slave garments. I slowly put on my black satin thong; it feels so good against my raging hard cock. Then I slip on my black sandals.

Jabba The Hutt has a harem master, who is a slave but has alot more freedom than I do.

He enters my room.

"Slave. tonight you will serve drinks to our master's guests. I expect you to do so until one in the morning then you may retire for the night. If a guest wishes any sexual pleasure, you will bring them to the secret rooms."

I nod my head.

"Now, kneel before your second master and pleasure him."

As I do, I can see the head of his cock sticking up and out of his satin shorts. I slowly pull them down revealing his bulbous 8 incher. I lick my lips. My own cock is raging hard with pre cum staining my thong. Fondling his balls, I slowly lower my head onto his mighty girth. His hands massage my shoulders as I begin to suck him into bliss.

"Fuck. That's it slave. Slobber over my cock."

My mouth is open as wide as I can; the harem master's cock is too big but I know I can manage. I keep bobbing my head up and down. All of a sudden he tells me to stop.

"Bend over your bed. Your ass looks so inviting."

Standing, I wiggle my butt as I take off my thong. While I slowly bend my tush over, I feel a hand on my right ass cheek.

*Smack* * Smack. *Smack*.

"Your ass is smooth and firm. You keep your body in good shape. Master Jabba is most pleased with you."

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I stay silent.

Using a special lube, which is actually the almighty Jabba's cum, the harem master wipes a good amount onto his hard dick.

Pushing his rod into my fuck hole, he slowly begins to use his mighty appendage and ever so slowly picks up his pace.

"Such a fucking tight slave you are."

*Smack* *Smack* *Smack*. *Smack.*

Oh, I love it when I feel a hand on my firm rear.

I begin to moan and ride his cock. We are lost in our sexual dance that we don't notice three slaves watching us.

"Fucking tight slut. I think I may just keep you with me tonight." He smacks my ass again.

As he does, my cock erupts a 15 day load of warm, hot cum. My hips buckle due to the pleasure from my cum slit and the pleasure behind me. Feeling his large hand on my fuck rod, he begins to jerk me off. It is pure ectasy.

He brings his left hand to his mouth "Your cum tastes so good."

He continues to pummel my tight hole. His hand goes back onto my cock and he squeezes his hand tightly around it. As he does his cock erupts load upon load of liquid pleasure. It feels so good.

As we both come down from our erotic high, it is past 3pm and I must be in master Jabba's throne room in one hour. I hit the showers again to get all the sweat off me. I need to be nice and fresh for my master and his clients.

As I soap up, another slave is next to me. He's 19 and was a stripper at a gay club in the city of Mos Eisley.

"How have you adjusted since you came to the great Hutt?

Rubbing his soapy hands over his crotch he says "It's been fine. I did not think that I would ever adjust as much as I have in three weeks."

"Good. What is our master having you do tonight?"

"Oh, just walking around, chatting with clients and seeing if any need some company. You?"

"Serving drinks as well as doing what you must do."

At 3pm, I enter master Jabba's throne room. Walking slowly towards his large dais, I bow. As I do, I see that Jabba's mighty tail is wrapped around his personal slave boys waist. The slave begins to massage it as I walk towards the large bar which is at the back of the immense room.

As I grab a tray, my night of servitude begins. Walking around, offering drinks to the almighty Jabba's guests, I begin to strike up a conversation with a man who is a spice dealer and a regular guest.

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"Have you made arrangements with my great master for sales?"

Smiling he says "I have. Yet I would rather have a good time. Are you free so I can have you?"

"Follow me."

As I show this man, who is at least 6'5" to the secret rooms, he fondles my left ass cheek. My cock hardens.

Slowly opening the door, he follows me in.

"I am going to enjoy your body. It has been over a month since I have been with another guy."

He looks me up and down.

"What would you like from me? A nice, soft handjob. Or a slow blowjob and I swallow all that you give me?

"Since I always choose you, you should know by now what I like."

"I know, I just like to tease you."

We laugh and begin to undress.

"My your cock does need attention."

While on my knees, his cock looks bigger than the last time. Putting both my hands on his long shaft, I slowly lick the tip; I love how his precum tastes. My tongue goes up and down on the underside of his cock. After teasing him like this, I open my mouth and half of his large, firm cock goes down.

"Put your hands behind your head." He orders.

As I do, he begins to thrust his cock into me at a slow pace. He begins to moan as my hands rub his firm ass. Slowly getting closer to giving me his load, we hear a loud moaning from outside. It is the almighty Jabba blowing a large load of cum due to his personal slave boy's tail massage. This drives my man over the top and his cock erupts into my open mouth. He frantically jerks his cock, milking every last drop of his sweet juice.

"Fuck, slave. You always please me."

"That is why you love me so much. Isn't it?'

Laughing, he says "That's why you will always be mine. I made a contract to purchase your freedom from Jabba so that we can be together. I have been putting a percentage of my money aside every month for the last year."

After two years of slavery, I was freed by a man who has used me not for sex because I am a slave but because we became lovers over that time.

As we walked out of the secret room and towards the throne of my former master, a guard removed my collar. I bowed one last time to Jabba and exited the throne room for the last time.

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