@Jason88164351 β βA man tried to stop me from going here. I shouldβve listenedβ¦β
Her lekku swayed like a river as she turns back to him, looking into his wonderful eyes. βPeople have, justβ¦.not in the way youβd like.β
@Jason88164351 She flinched as his smooth hand reached for her chest, immediately relaxing when she noticed that he had adjusted her top so that she wasnβt as exposed as she wouldβve been.
βI wasβ¦β She turned her head to the side, her eyes closing with tears. β
She felt her masterβs hungry eyes on her voluptuous form as she danced, followed by the brutal tug on her leash.
As the collar choked her for a moment, she attempted to resist with a begging plea. It failed, being pulled into his embrace. Crying, she was in for long, long night.
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and wrapped it cozily around her body.
βThankβ¦youβ¦β She whispered with a voice that had been broken, βI learned on Rylothβ¦β
@Jason88164351 She yelped as she was tossed into the room with such strong force, ready for another night of brutal sex.
However, it wasnβt that. As she saw the offered blanket, she wasnβt sure whether or not to accept the gesture. However, naive as she was, she took the blanket
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@Jason88164351 Oola looked at the man with uncertain eyes. Sheβs been betrayed by what appeared to be kindness before too many times. To her, anyone in the court was a demon.
As she gripped her collar in response, she had risen from her spot, going to the dance floor to perform for the crowd.
Oola hardly got any sleep from the festivities of last night. Dancing with aching muscles for hours, ending the night by taking Jabba to his private chambers.
She was tasked with dancing for her master and the court yet again. Oola, with saddening expression, obeysβ¦
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Lounging on the dais, Oola unwillingly waits for another command barked out by her gluttonous Master.
She turns her head ever so slightly towards him, uncomfortable by the feeling of dread over her emerald-clad skin.
He wonβt stop staringβ¦.
@7heBountyHunter Oola looked away in shame to the bounty hunterβs sly jeer at her current and unwilling position. She curled her knees to her chest, placing her head in between them.