Sarela struggled to keep her breathing even as she twisted her head to glare at Jabba.  She tried to ignore the rough hand grabbing her ass, but it was a struggle.  The only other man foolish enough to touch her in such a fashion without her permission had ended up with a blaster bolt in his stomach.<br/><br/>"You are making a mistake."  Sarela said, trying to sound calm and even despite how terrified she was.  "The Rebellion will wipe you and your ilk out if you dare harm me.  Release me now, and I will try to forget this all happened."  The oil confused her, but it was a secondary concern next to the rough groping of her soft flesh.