Private A Wild Expedition

[Gula the Hutt]

"Yeah, come on baby!"

Gula lifted the 1000-pound Barbell over his head while his men looked on, this was what? His 30th rep? Who knows the Hutt lost count 15 minutes ago, he spent the entire morning at one of his suites in Nal Hutta exercising and hyping himself up. "Who's a fine looking motherfracker?!" Gula yelled at his mirror lifting his Barbell over his head once again. "You are baby! I'm so fine, I'm so good! Bobu touch my pecs!"

"Do I have to?" The Rodian body guard asked not in the mood to touch Gula's pecs for what felt like the 45th time today. "Oh come on Bobu!" Gula yelled slamming his barbell on to the floor to the point where it created cracks on the marble floor. "Don't leave a brother hangin!"

Sighing, the Rodian began to rub his hands against the Hutt's pecs as Gula chuckled. "Rock hard abs!" He yelled. "Forget 1 ton! I can bench press 10 tons no problem! I gotta get hyped I got to get in the game! Because....."

A smirk came formed on his lips. "I've gotten word of a Sith artifact somewhere in Kessel and I got my slaves to accompany me!"

Darlynn Arard-Milbon

 

[Azalus Waba]

This never happened!

 

[Darlynn Arard-Milbon]

As if on cue from the powerfully built Hutt statement a Gamorreon entered the room tugging on a chain. Attached to the chains were three human women from the planet Lothar. Farmers when they were taken from their homes, now they were nothing more than prizes to be flaunted around by the disgusting Hutt master. The three were dressed in the typical garb pushed on female slave intended only to entertain their masters: ornamented bronzium chest harnesses on top and a lashaa silk skirt. Each also wore a collar of leather with a metal ring attached. The chain that the Gamorrean held was threaded through the rings at their throats and locked on the collar of the last girl.

The two girls on the ends had long faces and were visibly crying as they had been since they were taken from their homes. The one closest to the Gamorrean was a red-head her eyes were puffy and her hair was in tatters. Her age was hard to tell, but one could fairly guess between twenty-five and thirty-five. Her name was Jysell Harbowe and she had been waiting all her life to get off Lothal, now she would do anything to get back.

The one in the middle held her head up high. She had dark hair. Slightly older than Jysell, though it was not totally obvious in their current states. Her brown eyes were defiant, but the signs of previous crying were unmistakable. Her arms and legs seemed to be a little bruised as she had fought back against her attackers. Darlynn Milbon was taught to be a fighter from her husband. And she didn't intend to let him down. Though she didn't know how she was going to find a way out of this one.

The last girl was much younger. Her wavy brown hair was a mess like both her fellow captives. Tessjoe Bisdore was barely out of her teens if at all and this event had crushed her. She stared blankly at the moment tears flowing down her cheeks as she struggled to even move. Darlynn stayed close to Tess and guided the young woman by the arm to avoid Tess getting a tug by the neck.

"What are we doing here?" Darlynn asked dreading hearing the answer, but at least then it would be out in the open. "What gives you the right to take us from our homes? We all have families you know! They will search for us!"

Gula the Hutt Gula the Hutt

 

[Gula the Hutt]

"Yeah look at me....." Gula ignored the three crying women behind him while he continued to pose in front of the mirror flexing his biceps. "Look at that bad mother fracker. Who's a bad mother fracker?! Who's a bad mother fracker?! Me!"

"Ummm sir," The Rodian lieutenant coughed. "The slaves are here."

"I know that Zazz," Gula said pushing him out of the way. "You don't interfere with my self-motivation man! I'm trying to unleash the beast that's crawling inside of me waiting to get out!"

Gula unleashed a flurry of punches nearly hitting Jysell Harbowe in the process. It had been a week since his successful raid on Lothal, the city did not see it coming. Gula used jamming devices planted in their farmlands and infiltrated the planet undetected. Gula personally lead the attacks capturing men and women alike to sell as slaves. There were about 350 of them but Gula decided to keep 3 women to serve as entertainment for him. In time they'll learn their place as slaves but he was amused by Darlynn's act of defiance.

"And they'll find nothing!" Gula said giving Tess a big pat on the back. "The thing is my lady, the Hutt Space Consortium's reach is growing and planets like Lothal is out of the Silver Jedi and Ashlan Crusade jurisdiction which means......"

He chuckled. "Easy pickings for us," he said. "Forget your lives as farmers and become.... entertainers for the Hutts. It is your new life from now on."

Darlynn Arard-Milbon

 

[Darlynn Arard-Milbon]

Darlynn couldn’t help but role her eyes at the display of the by the Hutt who had captured them. She hoped that they just caught him in a time that Gula was winding down. Not that the three woman farmers posed much of a threat that the Hutt needed to be in a serious mood.

The mock fighting blows nearly took Jysell off her feet. Darlynn sighed a breath of relief. Being linked by the chain Darlynn was sure all three would wind up on the ground if any of them did. Tess would have fallen if Darlynn was not holding her up. In the end all she could do was call out in a disgusted groan.

Darlynn shook her head at the Hutt’s claim that their families would find nothing. He didn’t know Therax Milbon . Her husband if no one else would find them, but Darlynn didn’t want to build any animosity to be taken out on the less than able girls. “And what will you have us do? I happen to know none of us are very good dancers.”

Gula the Hutt

 

[Gula the Hutt]

The old woman in the middle was a feisty one compared to the other two. Sure, she was crying like the rest of them, but she seemed to be the rock keep the trio from breaking down. "First thing," Gula picked up the chain and yanked it hard forcing the Darlynn to come closer to him. "Is to never look me straight in the eye like that. Second you will be trained to be good nubile slaves."

Gula gave a dark chuckle pushing Darlynn on to the ground. "Entertain me and I will make sure that you will be treated with the best thing a girl can ask for: The pleasure of my company! But back talk me like that and....."

He snapped his fingers while the Gammorean grabbed Tess by the hair dragging her away from Darlynn. The green pig like person took out his knife holding it to her throat. "Now......" Gula said. "You can start dancing as a way to get going. It doesn't have to be perfect but I want to know what you and the redhead can do as well as her!"

The Gammorean pushed Tess on the ground. "Now start dancing!" He said. "All three of you!"

Darlynn Arard-Milbon

 

[Darlynn Arard-Milbon]

Darlynn's eyes dropped as strong as she was there was no way she was going to challenge the will of a Hutt. Especially one that held a chain attached to herself and two of her friends. Eyes may have been lowered, but they still rolled again at the suggestion that she would be taught to be some nubile slave girl. She was too old for that. She was a farmer. Maybe she would be of use to the Hutt as a waitress or something like that, but entertainment? Her life was not about entertainment. She was a dutiful wife. Sure she enjoyed time with Therax, but that was natural. Nothing that had to be done.

The best thing a girl could ask for was the love of a good man. Darlynn had that. At this moment the best thing she could ask for was freedom. The fact that Gula thought he was the best thing Darlynn could ask for made her hoping that no one noticed her gag. She kept her head down however and said nothing. Her words were not going to be what got her out of this situation. For now she would have to be obedient. A hard pill to swallow, but she needed to do it and stay strong for Tess and Jysell.

Darlynn gasped when Tess was taken from her hold. The young girl was not built for this. She did not know enough life to understand hardship. "Ok," Darlynn whispered in a broken tone to avoid anything bad happening to Tess. She stepped forward to start dancing when the Hutt demanded that all three dance. She gave a sigh and pulled the other two women close to her. "We can do this. Just pretend it is a festival back home. He's not expecting us to be sexy...yet. It's just the three of us having fun after the harvest is complete."

Tess gave a gentle nod of her head, it was better than getting her throat slit right? Darlynn and Tess started to move in a folksy dance that would have been much better had music been present. Darlynn waved for Jysell to join them with eyes pleading her.

Gula the Hutt | Jysell Harbowe

 

[Jysell Harbowe]

Gula the Hutt | Darlynn Arard-Milbon

Jysell still couldn't believe where they were or what had happened to them. She had done little more than cry and sleep over the last week. They had forced her to eat and drink, but everything that was forced down came back up. Now they were here in front of their new master. A bodybuilding Hutt? She had to admit that Gula was less of a disgusting blob than most Hutts she had seen over the holos but still it was gut-wrenching just watching his workout routine.

His guards threatened Tess, but Jysell didn't care. The girl was too lucky, even if she ended up with a farmer, she ended up on the biggest farm in town. A guaranteed good life with enough credits to travel and enjoy the good things. Darlynn was keeping them together, but just barely. Jysell knew that Darlynn was crying just as much as she was, but putting up a good act.

Gula wanted nubile slaves to entertain him? That didn't sound like it was going to be possible, but as the other girls started their boring folk dance Jysell got it in her head that she could become the favorite by doing something a little more. She tried to be sexy. After all she'd watched dancers on the holovids. It couldn't be that hard right? It was not that easy either. Her dancing was not good, but perhaps the Hutt would appreciate the effort.

 

[Gula the Hutt]

"And the third thing sweetheart!" Gula yelled while Darlynn, Tess, and Jysell started dancing. "It's to NOT roll your eyes at me! Try to do that again girl and I'll rip your eye out and eat it!"

"Eyes are a good source of protein my lord!" A Zabarak soldier standing up straight.

"You're damn right!" Gula smiled watching the ladies dance. It was..... interesting to say the least. They danced like Jawas who were celebrating their latest junk sale. At least these ladies were easy on the eyes at least.

"Not bad," Gula said nodding punching his fists in the air trying to keep the blood flowing. "You dance like peasants instead of nubile slaves though, it gotta be sensual and seductive!"

He yanked the chain forcing the women close to Gula. "But not only will you serve as entertainers for my.... guests."

There was an uproar of laughter amongst the gang forcing Gula to sigh. "Shut the frack up!" He roared. "You can look at the ladies and maybe give them a grope but nothing more than that! They're my personal trophies the new girls that I plan to show off! I'm in the mood for the more: Plain Jane right now!"

The Hutt wrapped his large hand around Jysell's bony arm forcing her body against his rock hard abs. "In time," Gula whispered smacking his lips. "You will all learn to appreciate me and what I'm providing you."

Darlynn Arard-Milbon Jysell Harbowe

 

[Darlynn Arard-Milbon]

Darlynn gritted her teeth. No back talk, no eye rolling. How was she going to put up with all this ridiculousness. She didn't doubt that the Hutt would take her eyes. They weren't important for what he wanted from her. A nice blindfold and he would forget that she ever had eyes. The Zabrak's comment about protein did not help Darlynn's case any. How is it that planetary defenses didn't see this lot coming? She continued to dance so as not to upset anyone. "Yes, we will need training to dance...properly. We apologize for our simple dances," Darlynn expressed before her dancing stopped as all three girls were yanked close to Gula the Hutt.

Darlynn didn't like the sound of that, and Tess even less so Darlynn reached out to comfort her young cohort. Then the thugs started to hoot and holler. These yes men couldn't possibly be the guests they were supposed to entertain could they? Darlynn gave a sigh of relief when Gula said they could look at them, that was a small...No it wasn't. He was going to let this rabble put hands on his prizes? Darlynn started to breathe faster when she felt Tess grab hold of her arm tightly. Seemed one of the Rodians had taken the cue from their leader and was running a hand up and down Tess' leg. Darlynn wanted to lash out but stopped herself. "It'll be done soon," she whispered in Tess' ear.

Darlynn had to avert her eyes when the Hutt grabbed hold of Jysell and forcefully pulled her even closer. She threw up a little when the Hutt said they would grow to appreciate him.

Gula the Hutt | Jysell Harbowe

 

[Jysell Harbowe]

Gula the Hutt | Darlynn Arard-Milbon

The different dancing seemed to get Jysell a little distance from Darlynn and Tess. She took advantage of this to try to avoid being lumped in with Mrs. Milbon and her strength. No one wanted a slave that was strong that led to trouble. Gula was going to have to break Darlynn and Jysell didn't really want to be included in the process. The tug of their chain brought Jysell closer to the Hutt, but not as close as the others. Not at first at least. She looked at the Zabrak who said something about eyes nutritional value and sighed as he seemed intrigued by her dancing. Jysell was wondering when the groping was going to start.

Then the big hand of the Hutt reached out and grabbed her arm. He was strong. That wasn't that surprising he wasn't the fat lump that most Hutts were and they were supposedly very strong as well. She was pulled tight against his muscles. If it wasn't for the sliminess it wouldn't have been too bad. And the chain around her neck. "You're right Great Gula. I will learn to do exactly what you wish in order to repay you for all you provide."

 

[Gula the Hutt]

"Man! This is good!" Gula bellowed causing the Rodiran to stop rubbing Tess' leg. "The Great Gula! Yes! You recognize greatness my friend!" Gula continued to flex his arms, growling menacingly. "I'm winner man! A fracking winner! Everything I do is just pure greatness!"

"I LOVE IT when a slave does what they're told!" Gula ruffled Jysell's strawberry hair placing her in a headlock. "How's that baby!" Gula said his boulder sized biceps pressed against Jysell's head. "Can feel how hard my bicep is? I've been focusing on them for a year. I was focusing on my abs at the expense my biceps and holy chit they were as flabby as a Triffian man!"

He pushed Jysell onto Tess while slid over to Darlynn. "Slaves now and days....." Gula said. "They're just disobedient man! You try to whip, chop off their hands, torture and threaten them. They just DON'T do as they're told! It ain't good business If I can't find ways to make slaves obedient! Imagine a slaver who can't control their own slaves! It's like a Jedi who can't use the Force! It doesn't make sense and it's a real ego killer!"

Gula paused his eyes growing wide looking as if he'd said the wrong thing. "NO! NO! NO!" Gula crossed his arms before spreading them out. His voice was loud, shaky, and uneven before he grabbed Darlynn by the hair forcing off of her bare feet. "Sorry!" Gula said having a firm grip on Darlynn's hair while he lifted her high in the air. "Can't let the negative vibes get to me! I'm happy! YOU are going to make me happy! Now will ya!"

Darlynn Arard-Milbon Jysell Harbowe

 

[Darlynn Arard-Milbon]

Darlynn didn't like that Jysell seemed to be throwing herself to the wolves. This Hutt was not going to be kind to them if they did what he said, he would just push them further and further before they didn't know who they were anymore. Of course Jysell had less to fight for. She didn't care about her family's farm and her parents were going to be gone sooner rather than later. The one hope that Jysell had for a good life was someone swooping in from the stars and saving her from the frontier life. And now that dream had become a nightmare. Perhaps the woman had simply given up.

Darlynn would not give up, but she soon found out she had to be smarter about keeping her strength. After showing off his large arms to Jysell Gula tossed her aside and moved his attention to Darlynn. It was not a change that she was happy with, and she was going to be less so. The Hutt berated her for making him look bad. Compared to other Hutts that wasn't the case physically, but if she was the norm instead of the outlier his reputation as a slave trader certainly would take a hit. That wouldn't bother Darlynn in the least, but she couldn't let that show. Strength was something she had to keep. But the more she showed it to Gula the more he would try to beat it out of her.

Before she could react the Hutt had her in the air holding her by the hair. She struggled at first, but knew he needed to release her before her scalp tore off. "I want you to be happy Master," the words hurt her ears as Darlynn heard them coming out of her mouth. "I've been a worker though. All my life. What can I do to make you happy? Bring you food? A drink?"

Gula the Hutt | Jysell Harbowe

 

[Jysell Harbowe]

Gula the Hutt | Darlynn Arard-Milbon

Jysell hoped that none of the Hutt's slime got into her hair, but she smiled at having it ruffled. Whatever he wanted would make her stay in this hellhole better if she gave it to him. The headlock was a little less bearable, but Jysell managed to keep her struggling to a minimum and only a slight gasp of surprise at the move escaped her mouth. "Your biceps are the best I've ever seen Great Gula," she praised. Growing up in a farming community men naturally had muscled arms from all the labors they performed, but a Hutt was bigger than a human so the statement wasn't entirely false.

When the Hutt finally released Jysell she found herself crashing into Tess. As much as she was looking to just take care of herself she did feel bad for the young woman. She put an arm around Tess for comfort as the Hutt approached Darlynn. "See what defiance gets you?" she whispered to Tess. "When they say dance you need to. When they touch you just smile. I'm sure they will give us time to cry about it later." The younger woman couldn't even nod she merely sobbed at the advice given.

 

[Gula the Hutt]

Gula smiled dropping Darlynn as if she was a piece of trash. "Oh that'll be part of your training," Gula said. "Serving me, pleasuring me and my people and guests. You and the ladies will be my personal trophies."

The Hutt laughed. "You should consider yourselves honored man!" Gula said slithering over towards Jysell and Tess. "I love a good trophy slaves to parade around who can serve me! It shows the power I possess! I will DESTROY EVERYTHING THAT COMES INTO PATH!"

He grabbed Tess by the hair hugging her. "Right?!" Gula laughed. "Or am I wrong?!"

Gula frowned though he still held Tess by the hair.

Jysell Harbowe Darlynn Arard-Milbon

 

[Darlynn Arard-Milbon]

Darlynn was grateful to be released from the Hutt’s grasp, but didn’t like what she heard. The display she was currently part of was bad enough. Those around were probably little more than grunts. Barely higher thought of than the slaves themselves. What would the expectations be when Gula’s actual friends arrived?

“Forgive my ignorance master,” Darlynn muttered. “But who is to train us on how to make you happy. I admit I know how to cook and deliver food and drink. But as you saw my dancing leaves much to be desired if I am to use it to please a Hutt Lord and his friends.”

Darlynn stopped immediately when Gula lifted Tess up. “You are right Master,” Tess whimpered through her tears.

“Start with me Master,” Darlynn spoke up hoping it was thought of as servitude and not strength. “Tess is young she will need more time to adjust. But look at her she is very nice on the eyes. Better than me and Jysell. And more than a decade younger too. If you give her time she will be the best trophy of us.”

Gula the Hutt | Jysell Harbowe

 

[Jysell Harbowe]

Gula the Hutt | Darlynn Arard-Milbon

“No Great Gula!” Jysell interrupted Darlynn. “Let me be the first to learn how to make you happy,” her words truly were self serving trying to gain the Hutt’s favor.

“Tess is young. But everyone says I am beautiful. And love my hair,” she pointed to the other woman. “Not boring brown. Let me show you I can be your shiniest trophy.”

 

[Gula the Hutt]

"Ladies! Ladies!" Gula laughed gently tugging the chain pulling all of them towards him. "I enjoy a good competition but there's no need to fight over Gula! The Hutt with the abs of Durasteel!"

He began to flex in front of the ladies curling his biceps and allowing his 12 pack to show. "There's plenty of Gula to go around!" The Hutt laughed seeing Darlynn beg for Tess' life. It was pretty amusing but there was still fight in the old maid's eyes. Gula will have to get Darlynn housebroken. "Ohhh I love frightened ones!" Gula chuckled. "They're malleable like a Beskar, you never what you'll get unless mold it and place in the forge."

Gula continued to smile. "There will be a..... slave that can train you ladies in due time," Gula said. "But for now we must take off! We'll have to get to Kessel and check out some interesting Force artifacts. Your task is to make me feel relaxed and entertain me. Use your imaginations ladies."

Gula dropped the chain. "And plan how you're going to do it, I look forward to seeing what you come with."

Darlynn Arard-Milbon Jysell Harbowe

 

[Darlynn Arard-Milbon]

Darlynn gave Jysell a strange look. Why was she so eager to please the Hutt? Did she think that being the prettiest of them would get her better treatment? It was probably the opposite, which Darlynn now regretted pointing out Tess was younger, prettier and vulnerable. A slave master might hate a strong slave, but it seemed they liked a weak one even more. After being pulled close to Gula Darlynn stepped to the side to be as close as she could to Tess without calling attention to it.

Darlynn cringed at the thought of being taken to Kessel. It was a horrible place from all she heard. "Just dance some more," she whispered to Tess. "Jysell can be the favorite slave if she wants. We just need to make an effort. Remember that holo with the dancing in it?" Tess gave a sob and a nod. "Let's try to do that."

Another nod and the two women were trying their best to do a more suggestive dance than their previous folk dance. They moved their arms about and swiveled their hips. It was more "sexy" but still left a lot to be desired but the hope was that it would put the Hutt at ease.

Gula the Hutt | Jysell Harbowe

 

[Jysell Harbowe]

Gula the Hutt | Darlynn Arard-Milbon

Darlynn and Tess started dancing again. It was painful to watch. They didn't know what they were doing and Jysell knew the same was true of her. If she wanted to put the Hutt at ease she decided she would make him feel relaxed and hope the simple gyrations of her friends would take care of the entertainment. Luckily, the two dancers didn't stray too far from the Hutt so even with the chain between them Jysell was able to get closer. She got close enough that she could see Gula was looking at the others and wouldn't see the look of disgust that quickly formed and was forced off of Jysell's face.

The redhead saw a jar of oil next to Gula and closed her eyes as she took a handful and rubbed the oil all over the Hutt's large biceps. "After such a hard workout even the Great Gula needs some pampering. I'll rub your big, strong muscles for you," she tried to keep her tone as straight as possible. Hoping he wouldn't get the idea she do more than sooth tired muscles.