"And Jabba would do well not to anger a group that could level his rundown palace from orbit."  Sarela growled back, jerking at her bindings again.  "Personally, I've heard Jabba has been abandoned by the hutts for his stupidity, it would explain why he cowers on such a worthless world."  She was angry, but it was more terror than anger that was putting her on the offensive.<br/><br/>She yelped, jerking in her bindings, as the Gamorrean's large hand slammed down on her ass.  She struggled to control her breathing.<em>This wasn't happening.</em>She told herself.<em>She'd get out of this.</em>Her eyes went wide and her breathing grew more ragged as she felt him prying at her ass.  "NO!"  She shouted when she felt something pressing against her virgin hole, though it didn't do anything to stop the invasion.  She shrieked and screamed, jerking wildly in her bindings until her wrist and ankles were badly bruised, as the hard width was pressed into her.