Princess Leia Story

by

Kitsune

Princess Leia sat against Jabba's huge sluglike body. The

crime lord had just recently captured her, only earlier that morning,

but she was already furnished in a very revealing, no imagination

needed, gold outfit. He had furnished a large chain to be kept

around her neck, effectively making her his pet. It excited Jabba to

have the Princess at his mercy, and it excited him even more to see

her in action. When the band had finished playing, Jabba pulled Leia

close and said to her.

“Now Princess, you are to have a break. I want you to be

comfortable here. I want you to know that you will be appreciated.

I have a surprise for you in another room, I will have Bib Fortuna

escort you.”

Bib took Leia by the chain and led her to a section of the

palace only frequented by Jabba's close personnel, or himself, and

opened the door to a large room. It had been furnished in the dark

greyish brown tone that the rest of his palace showed off, but the

floor, rather than left for bare, was covered in rugs of all types.

There were two chairs, somewhat comfortable looking, that Leia could

see. Her first thought was “At least I can recline against something

other than that worm now..”

Bib Fortuna led her to one of the chairs and told her to sit

down. When she had settled in, Bib kneeled down and removed her

brown boots, exposing her bare feet. Bib's eyes widened a little and

his jagged teeth shown a sadistic grin at the sight of the treasures.

He licked his lips as he stood, cradling Leia's boots to his chest.

“You won't be needing these, mistress Leia, you see. Enjoy

yourself..” He bowed slightly, after all, this was Jabba's prize

girl, she was to be shown some respect, and left, closing the door

behind him.

Leia waited for a few minutes, looking around the room. She

had to admit, it had felt good to take off those boots. They were

very constricting, she thought as she wiggled her toes. The fresh

air felt cool against her pale feet, and for the first time, Leia

realized how often she'd worn shoes and took note that her feet

hadn't seen the light of day since years before she left Alderaan.

It simply wasn't becoming of her to walk around barefoot with her

duties, and she took the time to stretch her feet out, her toes

arcing out as far as they could go.

This was the sight that greeted the Twi'lek dancing girl Len

Dil'Nora. Len was assigned the duty of leading in the first man for

Leia. The man, one of Jabba's captures, a low bounty smuggler named

Gesver, had lost Jabba a shipment of spice. Unlike Han Solo,

however, Gesver had actually attempted to pay Jabba back for it. But

after payment was made, Jabba noticed that a few credits had been

missing, and decided to put a price on his head for the insult,

intentional or not. Gesver had been caught easy and held in a cell

for a year, completely forgotten about by Jabba, until now.

Len had explained to Gesver his duty on the way. Jabba had

decided that Leia deserved some royal treatment, and was bringing up

men to please her. Gesver's duty was giving her a first class foot

massage, and his life depended on it.

As Gesver knelt there in front of Leia, he felt the first bit

of sweat begin to dot his forehead. He knew that he'd never been

good with his hands, hell, he wasn't even sure how to give a proper

foot massage, he just had to hope he did something right. With Len

sitting in the chair opposite of Leia, Gesver began his assignment.

Leia couldn't really object. In fact, it was a bit of what

she wanted. Her feet had never had any attention, and she wasn't

about to deny it right now. Until Luke came, she may as well make

the best of her time here. She lifted her burgundy painted toes up

to Gesver's face level and smiled at him with just a hint of

maliciousness.

Gesver took her foot into his hands and lowered it, trying to

get comfortable with his position. He rested her heel on his knee

and started squeezing her foot. “Not so hard.” Leia said, He nodded

quickly and began to lighten his grip, but he still kept squeezing

the same area.

Leia tried to give him a chance. Maybe this was just part of

his warm up, she thought. While Leia waited for something new to

come, she idly looked over to Len. Len was just a few shades green

past medium. She had on all black. Her head tails had one length of

fabric tied to each, near where they extended from her head. Her

shoulders were bare, the only thing covering her breasts was some

sort of top that was just tight enough to not fall off, no matter

what move she pulled. She had a similar skirt on that Leia wore,

though she noticed that while Jabba had allotted her some dignity,

Len wore nothing underneath the skirt. Trailing her eyes down Len's

long and shapely legs, Leia took note of her fascination with black

that shown even in her toenail polish and strapped heels. Leia

admired the Twi'lek's feet, never having really noticed the feet of

any woman before now, and would have continued to if Gesver had not

suddenly pinched a nerve in her foot.

“OW!” Leia screamed. In a fit of anger unbecoming of her,

she kicked Gesver in the face, toppling the man over onto his back.

“What did he do?” Len asked her. “He pinched something, I

think.” Leia responded. Len nodded and turned her head to Gesver.

“You know what this means. You've failed, and Jabba doesn't

appreciate failure twice.”

Gesver, still on his back, began to try and get up as Len

pulled a gun from behind her. She aimed at him point blank and shot.

Gesver cried out as a lime green beam covered his body. Seconds

later, expecting himself to be dead, he opened an eye and noticed he

was completely unharmed. Had she somehow missed, he thought. He

looked over to Len and saw a frightening sight. Where Len's whole

body should be was only her attractive green feet, but they were the

size of him! Gesver looked up and saw Len and Leia, both in their

chairs, staring down at the shrunken man. Leia bore a look of

astonishment, but Len looked pleased.

Len stood up and took two steps towards Gesver. Talking down

to him, her voice echoed the horror of the words. “You, however, are

lucky Gesver. You don't spend a thousand years with a sarlacc, you

spend only a few seconds under my foot.” Len raised her left foot

off the ground slightly and lowered it down over Gesver. Gesver

screamed for help as the Twi'lek's warm foot began to cover his

entire body.

Len smiled with a sadistic satisfaction as she pressed her

foot down completely, feeling the little fleshy body squish under her

sole. She twisted her foot a few times, making sure that he was well

ground, and then wiped her foot on a clean portion of the rug. Len

turned to Leia and grinned. “I'll be right back with someone better.

Hold on just a minute.” With that, Len disappeared out the door,

leaving Leia in a bit of shock at the bloodstain left by Len's foot.

Minutes passed before Len returned, this time with two men,

both Corellians like Gesver. She led them into the room and ordered

them to kneel before Leia's feet. Leia took note of them, one had

long brown hair, almost to his shoulders, while the other had shaggy

black hair that came close to hiding his eyes. Len spoke.

“Okay, which of you can give a decent foot massage?”

The one with long brown hair raised his hand slowly, unsure.

Len nodded at him. “Okay Mavron, get to it, give the Princess a good

foot massage. Telne, get over her, I have a job for you.”

While Mavron began to massage Leia's feet, the shaggy haired

man shuffled over to Len, still kneeling. Len extended her left foot

to the man who nervously took it in his hands. He noticed there was

a bit of a dark red stain on the sole, but having been locked in

Jabba's palace for so long, he couldn't identify it with a smell.

All he could identify was the smell of her foot wafting towards him.

Len smiled evilly as she spoke to Telne. “My foot's a bit

dirty. You'll be doing this for Leia too, but for now I need you to

clean it with your tongue. Hurry up now, or Jabba will hear about

your inadequacies.”

Telne, not wanting to invoke Jabba's wrath anymore than he

had, quickly set about cleaning her foot. A bit wary at first, he

started at her arch, noting the sweet taste that apparently the grit

from Jabba's palace hadn't robbed her Twi'lek skin of. He worked his

tongue up to the ball of her foot, then started again, repeating the

up motions, wondering what the strange red stuff was as he removed

it. When he got to her toes, he was trying to lick around them when

the Twi'lek stopped him. “No, suck them, don't try and lick or

you'll never get anything done.” So Telne resigned himself to

sucking her toes, finding himself fearfully aroused that he was doing

something to this woman that bordered on sexual, from his

experiences. He also noticed that once he started sucking her toes,

she began to let out small moans, occasionally stroking a hand

against her skirt. Telne began to think there hadn't been any need

of fear as he worked harder now. Twi'lek's were, after all, re!

garded as very exotic beauties, regularly featured as dancers and

strippers. He'd never been with one, but if this was what they all

liked, Telne found himself looking forward to visiting some areas

that housed a good community of them once Jabba freed him.

Leia had watched as Telne was forced to lick Len's feet.

Telne seemed to have no idea that the stain he was cleaning was the

blood of a former inmate of his. With disgust, and a bit of

curiosity, she turned her head away and closed her eyes, letting

herself relax and enjoy the foot massage that Mavron was giving her.

Mavron was actually very good, completely opposite of Gesver. Mavron

had taken her right foot into his hand very carefully, and his thumbs

had kneaded their way up from her heel to her toes and back down.

That had changed to his knuckles being pressed into her foot and

moved up and down, followed by his fingers pressing into her sole.

His pattern repeated like that, never continuing for too long on one

thing, occasionally he would massage the sides of her foot, or her

ankle, but he mainly stayed where he had started.

Leia was very relaxed by the time the Twi'lek's moans began

to disturb her. She at first opened one eye, watching Len strafe her

skirt with a hand. But she was finally forced to focus on Len as the

Twi'lek's moans turned loud and her hand moved the fabric of skirt

over one leg, exposing her perfectly smooth vagina. Leia watched as

Len placed a finger inside of herself and removed it, glistening with

fluid. Len's index and ring finger then held the lips of her vagina

open as she manipulated her clitoris with her wet middle finger.

Leia, just the tiniest bit disgusted by the sight of the

woman pleasing herself, found that she was too interested in watching

the scene to look away. Telne looked extremely pleased with himself

as he raised Len's right foot to his lips and sucked those toes too,

only furthering the pleasure that Len felt. Mavron was staring at

the beautiful Twi'lek girl who had now removed her top and was

effectively exposing her green breasts. Len's left hand moved up,

manipulating the dark green nipples in the same fashion as her

clitoris, all the while her breathing getting heavier, her moans

turning to loud groans and some grunts of pleasure.

Leia found herself strangely aroused as the Twi'lek's back

arched and she bucked in her chair, riding through the waves of

pleasure that her orgasm sent through her body. Telne had settled

down, watching her now. Sporting a small bruise on his cheek from

where one foot had kicked him in mid orgasm. Len smiled at Telne as

she wiped his saliva from her toes on his shirt. “That was great

honey. Now why don't you go over to our little Princess and do that

same job. Mavron, I want a foot massage now.”

The two Corellians switched places and Len sat back, enjoying

the foot massage as Leia found herself becoming slowly aroused at the

feeling of Telne sucking her toes. Leia watched mystified as one

burgundy toe after another slipped in and exited Telne's mouth,

always leaving her with another shiver that brought her closer to the

idea of throwing dignity to the wind and exposing herself as Len had.

There was no time though, as her stomach suddenly growled

very loudly. Len smiled, as though she'd been waiting for it like a

cue. “Hungry are we, little Princess?” Leia nodded, feeling the

heat creeping up her spine from Telne's actions. “Good,” Len said.

“That orgasm made me pretty hungry too. I've been waiting for you so

I could shrink these two.”

Both Corellians looked up confusedly as the were met with the

lime green beam that had shrunken Gesver. Len leaned over and picked

up both men, looking to Leia. “Which one do you want?”

“What do you mean? You don't expect me to step on them, do

you?” Leia said, appalled.

“No, silly Princess. We're going to eat them.” Len said

with a grin. Her grip tightened as both men began to struggle in her

hands.

“You've got to be kidding me!” Leia replied.

“Not in the least. Here, let me show you.” Len removed both

of the men's clothes and brought Telne up to her mouth and dropped

him onto her tongue. She gently sucked on his body. She delighted

at the little struggles she felt against her tongue, and then after

she swallowed, the struggles she felt travel all the way down her

throat into her stomach.

Leia's eyes were wide as Len handed Mavron's shrunken, nude

body to her. “Here, just put him in your mouth at least. If you

don't want to eat him, that's fine, I will. These men were set to

die anyway, that's why they're here. They're all supposed to do

their best to please you, even if it includes giving their lives,

which Jabba expressed as more or less a necessity. If you don't kill

them, I will. Just try it, Leia. You may like it.”

Leia was unsure as she took Mavron's body into her hand. She

knew Jabba well enough to know that if he said they were going to

die, then they were going to die. About half of her choice to put

Mavron in her mouth, though, was fueled by the still brooding arousal

that Telne had brought about. Leia placed Mavron on her tongue and

closed her mouth, feeling the little man kick and try to get up on

the unstable surface. Leia couldn't help but giggle, it tickled.

Leia decided, in that moment, what the hell, she was sure that one

person wouldn't hurt. How many storm troopers had she killed? How

many men had died for her and all of the rebellion? This man was

just a nobody who'd gotten tangled up with the wrong crime boss.

Leia had a large smile on her face as she swallowed, sending Mavron

down into her stomach where her arousal kicked back in at the feeling

of him moving around inside of her.

Len had a huge smile of satisfaction as she stood and walked

to the door, opening it, and without a shred of dignity, walked half

naked outside to retrieve the final prisoners. Leia waited

impatiently, and not long after Mavron stopped moving, Len returned

with seven Corellians, all nude so as to save her the trouble, and

shrunk them before the door had finished closing. Len leaned over

and picked up all five and smiled at Leia. She walked forward and

sat on Leia's lap, her knees at either side of Leia's waist, breasts

just below chin level, and held one of the men over Leia's mouth.

“Still hungry, little Princess?” Leia, missing the struggles

of Mavron, responded by opening her mouth and letting the Twi'lek

drop the kicking man into her mouth. Leia swallowed eagerly and

opened her mouth again, which made Len laugh, but still dropped

another man into her mouth. Len lowered one into her own mouth as

well, swallowing him contentedly as she got off Leia and asked her to

stand up. Leia obeyed and slowly grinned as she watched Len place

one of the Corellians by Leia's feet.

Leia brought her foot up and placed it on the man. Her toes

completely covered his body and her foot arched as she pressed down

onto him, feeling him squish in between her pale toes. Leia giggled

happily as she continued to wiggle her toes, loving the feeling of

the man's body squishing between them. Len dropped another man to

the ground, the man began to run as fast as he could. Len kicked him

over and quickly stepped on him, but only succeeded in crushing her

legs. When she'd brought her foot back to balance herself, Leia was

already finishing off the man's life for her under her other foot.

“I'm so turned on right now. I can't believe that this

would've been as arousing as it is.” Leia said. “Then we need to

take care of that, little Princess.” The Twi'lek said as she pushed

Leia back into her seat. She knelt before Leia and pushed her skirt

over one leg. Len dropped both men into her mouth, since she needed

both hands, and slowly removed the dark brown panties that Leia wore.

Len stared at the Princess' moist vagina and placed two

fingers just past the lips, opening them to show off the glistening

inside of Leia. Len lowered herself towards Leia's vagina, smiling

at the heavy breathing Leia was doing, and began to plant kisses all

over the Princess's sex. When her mouth was in position, and very

wet from enjoying herself too much, Len pushed one of the Corellians

out of her mouth and inside of Leia's vagina. With a final, slow and

deliberate lick up Leia's sex, Len released her hold on the lips and

let Leia's vagina close in on the struggling man who was now

pleasuring Leia in a way she'd never heard of.

Leia gripped the armrests of the chair tightly as the man

struggled inside of her. He was furiously pounding against the walls

of her vagina, and whenever he tried to stand, he'd immediately slip,

a quick motion that caused Leia to jump. Whenever she managed to

open her eyes, she would see Len watching very intently while sucking

on the man who was still in her mouth.

Leia, unable to contain herself anymore, began to groan

loudly. She felt her hips begin to buck, and through eyes nearly

squeezed tight, saw Len swallow her little man and dive down to her

crotch. Leia was thrown off the edge as Len's tongue was inserted

into her vagina. Leia felt the orgasm hit her like a stampeding

bantha, her fluid's pouring into Len's greedy mouth, as well as the

nearly drowned Corellian. After a second orgasm from Len's

incredible, and obviously experienced, tongue, Leia slumped back into

the chair and felt the Twi'lek mount her.

Len passionately kissed Leia with a mouthful of her own

fluids and one tiny, stuggling man. Leia felt her tastebuds rejoice

at the taste of her own fluid as she and Len passed the man back and

forth inside their mouths. After a good five minutes, Leia finally

let herself get greedy and pulled away from the kiss. With the

Corellian in her mouth, Leia swallowed, and sent the tiny man to her

stomach.

Len smiled and licked her lips. She stood and helped Leia to

her feet. “Now that we're done, it's time for you to go back to

Jabba. I hope we'll get to do this again real soon.”

Leia grinned and readjusted her skirt and panties, following

Len back to the center hall of the palace. Jabba and all those

around him were asleep, except for Bib Fortuna. Bib took Leia to her

seat beside Jabba and placed the chain around her neck. He wished

her a good night and moved away to his quarters.

Leia felt herself slowly drift off to sleep, wondering when

Luke would show up, and once he did, if she'd ever have a chance to

do this again.

The End.

p.s. I'm doing a study on voraphiles. If you liked the story, I'd

enjoy feedback, but if you'd like to help me with the study, I'd very

much appreciate it. Email me at [email protected]

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