Jabba the Hutt was a powerful crime lord, even for a Hutt. His palace was adorned with some of the finest riches money - or theft- could obtain. Even the riches of Imperial Centre (or Coruscant to those making a small gesture of defiance against the Empire) paled in comparison sometimes.
Especially one of his latest acquisitions....
Jabba leered as Oola danced, seeing that the Twi'Lek slave was performing well. But he knew she was defiant, and he was looking for an excuse. He had a new favourite toy, and though some of his sycophants and hangers-on seemed to still prefer the Rancor, he did not intend to feed the beast with slaves. Not slave women, anyway.
He tugged on the chain. As expected, she protested.
"No, I won't! I'd rather die than do this any more!"
He reached down, and pressed a button. Too late, Oola remembered her collar, screaming in fear as it glowed, and then she wa