Chapter 3: Hiding in Plain Sight

The Visit from the Moff.

Moff Gideon ordered the Hutt to let him board for an audience. He tracked down a lead that a rebel asset Korbba possessed could tell him the location of the hidden rebel base. He came with a contingent of commando Storm Troopers. He walked as if he owned the ship but became more passive when he entered the chamber.

As Moff Gideon and his Storm Troopers entered the chamber, Leia was kneeling on the floor in her slave outfit, her head bowed in submission. She could sense the tension in the room and knew that this was not going to be a pleasant encounter.

“Lord Korbba,” Gideon addressed her master, “it has come to our attention that you possess someone who knows the location of the rebel base. I need to talk to her, or bring her with me.”

Leia’s heart dropped at the mention of this rebel asset. She knew she was the only one who had that information and she couldn’t let it fall into Imperial hands. But she also knew that defying her master’s orders would result in severe punishment.

Korbba gestured for Leia to stand and face Gideon. She reluctantly did as she was told, trying to keep her composure despite the overwhelming fear she felt.

Gideon looked Leia up and down, his eyes lingering on her exposed body. “Why do you show me this, whore?” he asked Korbba with a hint of disgust in his voice.

“She is not a whore honored Moff, but rather my slave, she takes no payment, she is free for me to use anytime I want,” Korbba replied calmly.

“I must say,” Gideon continued, sniffling in disgust, “I am quite disappointed. I expected someone more ... exotic.” The truth was he was not really paying attention to Leia but focused on the Hutt before him.

Leia could feel herself blushing at being in such proximity to her doom and being ogled by the commandos behind Moff Gideon. Moff stopped his speaking when he caught a closer look at Leia.

“Why do you have a Princess Leia look alike in here?” Moff Gideon asked not believing that this wanton slut and whore was an actual Princess or a major leader in the alliance. Afterall, she wore a tattoo now that said in Huttese, “Property of Korba” with a sigil that indicated that she was a sex slave right above her sex.

“I assure you I am weary of these games Hutt. I am looking for the rebel base. It is the last bastion left to the traitors.” Gideon said annoyed. before turning back to Korbba. “Now, where is this rebel asset?”

Korbba hesitated before answering, knowing that revealing Leia’s identity would put them both in danger. Although he was finding it odd, that the assett was naked right in front of him and he could not tell that was the actual princess.

“With all due respect, Moff Gideon,” Korbba said carefully, “I am not at liberty to disclose my sources, otherwise they would cease being my sources, but I can tell you this; no such rebel asset is aboard this vessel.”

Gideon’s face twisted into a dark scowl. “You dare defy me, Lord Korbba!” he hissed. Korbba looked to Nala off to the side gave a knowing nod to Princess Leia.

Leia could sense the tension in the room, she knelt down and seductively crawled forward kissing his zipper of his pants like it was her lover and saying, “Please accept the gift of my body Moff Gideon, I want to show you what a good sex toy I can be for you.” Princess Leia said seductively her voice edged from a fresh dose of Aphlolusian Cream. She sounded like a sex worker and not the Royalty she came from.

“Again, I ask you. Why do you have a Princess Leia look alike in here?” Moff Gideon asked curious on the remarkable resemblance to the Princess.

“She killed my cousin, Moff. I have a fantasy of capturing her one day. The source you had, most likely was referring to my fucktoy in front of you. If I actually had her I would be collecting the enormous reward on her head for her capture.”

“Unbelievable, and you did not think of pawning this look alike to us for the money anyways?” Moff asked in disbelief.

“To what end Moff? She would not know the details you seek, you most likely would find out very quick, and all the very lucrative business I do with your officials would be lost. It is not profitable.”

“Ah, that is what you slugs care about huh? Profits” Moff said condescendingly.

“Always, and you hairless flesh sticks have dealt with us, it has been profitable for all involved.” Korbba interjected.

“That still leaves us empty handed, and you operate quite far away from my domain Korbba, my men are tired and I have nothing to go on. All I have is the location of your imitation sex slave to show for it.”

“Imitation or not, if you imagine she is the “Actual” princess it makes the experience that much better.” Korbba suggested.

“The actual princess eh?” The normal prim and professional Gideon looked at his men, who had been through some rough fights with him, and nodded his head.

“I bet that would be exquisite, the Princess is rather lovely creature isn’t she.” Moff remarked looking lustfully at Princess Leia.

“Slave, do the voice for our illustrious Imperial Moff, let him hear you do the voice like we practiced” Korbba ordered.

Leia did not practice anything because she was Princess Leia, but now if she accidently sounded too close the Moff will just think she practice her voice and cadence.

“The harder the Empire squeezes the more systems will fall through their fingertips.” Princess Leia haughtly uttered, almost sounding like the Princess Leia of old. Moff Gideon smiled brightly at the similarities.

“Oh wonderful!” Moff said clapping his hands.

“Nabi, escort the honorable Moff, to the luxury playroom, bring the slave with him, she will fulfill any scenario he wants this night?” Korbba ordered.

Leia’s heart raced as she was led away with Moff Gideon and his men. She knew she had to maintain her facade as a mere slave and look-alike, no matter what degrading acts she might be forced to perform. Her only hope was that this ruse would protect the vital information she held about the rebel base.

As they entered the opulent playroom, Gideon’s eyes gleamed with cruel anticipation. “Well, ‘Princess’,” he sneered, “it seems you’ve fallen quite far from your lofty position. Let’s see how well you can serve the Empire now.”

Leia steeled herself, determined to endure whatever was to come. She had faced torture before, but this new form of humiliation threatened to break her spirit. Still, she clung to hope - every moment Gideon spent indulging his twisted fantasies was a moment he wasn’t pursuing the real rebels.

“What shall it be, mighty Moff?” she asked in her best imitation of her former regal tone. “Shall I grovel at your feet? Or perhaps you’d like to hear me beg for mercy as you conquer another of one of our outpost.”

One Hour Later...

Leia hung from the ceiling, chains clinking with every hurried thrust. The room was a blur of bright lights and shadows as Moff Gideon grunted, sweat pouring from his face. She tightened her legs around his hips, trying to ignore the searing humiliation, trying to bury the shame beneath the need to survive. “Tell me, slave,” Gideon barked, his voice a mix of lust and authority, “do you love the Empire?” The words grated against her resolve, but she knew she had to persist in this degrading charade.

“Weak,” he spat, forcing himself deeper into her. “Let me hear it like you mean it. Are you loyal to us now?” Leia fought to control her breath, each ragged gasp a reminder of her plight. She had to convince him without breaking down; she had to make him believe her. Crude laughter from his men echoed in the room, each jeer a stab at her dignity. She bit her lip to suppress a cry, her body swinging limply, her vision blurring, yet her mind fixated on the vital secrets she protected.

“Do it!” he commanded again, his voice vibrating with impatience. “Declare your love!” Leia’s spirit faltered under the brutal demand, but she was determined to endure this. She knew every moment of this torment brought her closer to preserving the information Gideon desperately sought. It was agony, but it was also her sole hope.