The hutt lord had been too focused on the sensual strip tease of the twi'lek dancer to notice your entrance so hearing himself addressed in such a disrespectful manner turns angrily to face you. For a moment Jabba looks ready to make you the rancor's next meal but looking closer through the smoke that filled the room, his eyes went wide with recognition.
Seeing his favorite bounty hunter Jabba burst into booming laughter, slapping you roughly on the back with one of his pudgy arms. "Ah mi boogy,what brings you to my palace."
Rubbing your shoulder you smile back. “Ah, you know it’s a hard lonely life for a bounty-hunter. Have to come dock somewhere so might as well be here.”
Jabba chuckled knowingly “Looking for some pussy then to cure your “loneliness” then I presume.”
You laugh and turn back to the twi’lek dancer who has now moved to the next stage of her performance. She was on her knees her voluptuous blue ass shaking and trembling Jabba’s direction. Cum was dripping from her exposed pussy, squirting out across the floor as her blissful cries echoed throughout the room. “Who’s the new slut?” You ask motioning to her.
Jabba’s wide mouth stretched acroos his face. “Her name is Oola, Fortuna brought her as a gift about a week ago.” He licked the drool from his lips as the hot slave came hard as the song the band was playing ended. “You like?”
Watching her collapse on the floor moaning and sighing as she continued to massge herself, you nod and grin up at him. Rumbling with laughter Jabba tugs on the leash that was secured around Oola’s neck and at her master’s call she crawls back to his side. Climbing onto Jabba’s dais, she immediately took one of the many poses she had been trained to take, lying on her back and spreading her legs wide, waiting expectantly for Jabba to enter her.
“No, not today my pet.” Jabba gurgled down at her, handing the end of her leash of to you. “Tonight you will serve my friend.”
Looking forward to your night with the hutt’s whore you…
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