But no, he had other more wanton girls to please him later. Nala seemed distracted as a particularly handesome man came up behind her and rested his hands on her hips, grinning. His long tail slithered against her thighs as the Hutt leaned back on his throne, raising a tubby arm for the rest of his court to retire for the evening. She needed to demonstrate to the Hutt that she was more than just a pretty face, that she was a respected and powerful individuals. She stopped suddenly as she watched the unthinkable happen.
She does a once over of herself in the mirror, noting how everything seems to fit together so perfectly.
She hated that thing. As long as you understand that, continue to be grossed out. It is freedom to indulge in base pleasures, to have no responsibility, save pleasing the Bloated One. Sometimes comfort zones had to be breached and sacrifices had to be made Leia's amazing new Master has a court to appear before. She wants the Hutt to do terrible and profane things to her, to witness how much of a degenerate Jabba the Hutt really is.