Role Playing Sessions

Jake came in from the kitchen with the popcorn right as the 20th Century Fox fanfare was playing. His dad had just bought the blu-ray version of the original Star Wars trilogy, so they decided to geek out together for a boy's night.

"This one has all the new extra shit that Lucas crammed in, but you can't find the real originals on blu-ray yet, so..." his dad said, reaching into the popcorn bowl as Jake sat down next to him.

"Hey, you know the sck-fi convention is coming to our city this year, right, Dad? What if we made it a family event, went with matching costumes or something?"

"Ha!" his dad laughed. "Some luck I'd have convincing your mom to wear a metal bikini."

"Funny," Jake said. He knew his mom wasn't going to be into that weird science fiction stuff anyway. "So what if just you, me and Misty go? You know that slut would put on the metal bikini."

In the years since his sister had started at college and his own puberty had kicked in, Ben Kennedy had started letting his freak flag fly around his son. "He's practically a man now," became the mantra any time his wife caught him saying something inappropriate to Jake or around him. Once the rules had loosened, he'd accidentally let slip that he thought his own daughter was hot. To his delight, Jake's hormones made sure he felt the same way. Ever since, the two took any opportunity to disparage 20 year old Misty and objectify her. It was a major part of their bonding.

"God I'd love to see her tits in that thing," Ben said. "Hey, why don't we fast forward through this shit with the droids and get to the good part?"

Ben reached into his pants as he skipped ahead to the scene where Leia is brought before Jabba's throne in her skimpy slave costume.

"Fuck, Dad," Jake said, seeing his father start stroking himself. "We usually don't wank together in the living room."

"Your mom's out with friends. She doesn't want to accidentally get back too early and be forced to watch any of this with us. Trust me. We're safe," Ben said, removing his cock completely from his pants.

It didn't take any more convincing for Jake, and he took his own cock out too.

"First one to cum before Carrie Fisher strangles that fat bastard wins," Ben said. "God she was so fucking hot when she was young."

Jake felt a special thrill when his dad talked that way -- so degradingly. He knew it was wrong. He would never talk like this in public, but with Dad, it make everything even hotter.

"Too bad they didn't film a scene of her getting raped right there," Jake contributed. "I would love to watch Carrie Fisher get fucked by every guard in the palace."

"Shit yes," Ben said. "Now get stroking boy. Looser has to buy the winner's ticket for the con."

While Misty had no idea just what her father and brother did when they were home alone sometimes, she wasn't so blind as to miss the glances and peeks that her father and brother stole every time she visited home.

But, she'd inherited far more of their traits than her mother's. Like them, she was a complete geek; and although she hid it slightly at college, she always looked forward to her visits home where she could relax and be herself around her family. And also like them, she shared a less than normal moral compass in the realm of what was and wasn't ok. To be honest, she found it both thrilling and adorable that her own family stole glances and peeks at her body, and made sure to give them good views regularly.

The last semester away from her family had only intensified her usual taboo-nature, and as she traveled home for the summer, she'd devised an idea. Her little brother had suggested that they were going to local sci-fi convention, and she'd been working on several costume designs.

When she pulled into the driveway that evening, she was thrilled to see that her mother hadn't returned from the movies with her friends, meaning it would be just her dorky father and brother.

As she walked into the house, she saw them watching Episode VII of Star Wars and couldn't help but smile.

"Hi guys!" she said with a grin as she walked in.

Their eager gazes sent a thrill through her, and as they chatted on the couch she made sure to stare at the screen for long periods of time; seeing in the periphery how they stared at her legs in the short, jean shorts and the tight fitting t-shirt that covered her thin waist and decent sized chest.

"So, I was thinking about the convention, and I'm down to two costumes that I've made, but I wanted to get your feedback."

"The first is Princess Leia from the opening scene of Episode IV, and the other is Slave Leia from Return of the Jedi. What do you guys think?" she asked.

As Misty leaned forward to get a handful of popcorn from the bowl on the coffee table, Jake looked over at his dad behind her back with big eyes. His dad nodded with a smile.

"Well, Honey," Ben started as Misty leaned back. He got distracted for a moment by the way her tits filled out her BB-8 t-shirt. "Uhm," he cleared his throat, "I have to say, just judging by the way..." He was floundering on trying to find the best, least taboo-sounding way to tell his daughter that he wanted to see her body in a slave costume.

"Slave!" Jake blurted out. "Definitely slave."

"Really?" Misty asked, looking back and forth between her brother and her dad with a smile. "Do you guys really think I can pull it off? I mean, so much of my body will be on display."

"Well, you always look great at the pool," Jake suggested.

"Aww, thanks, bro," she said, with a wink. Then she turned to her dad and lifted her t-shirt up to reveal her belly. "What do you think, Daddy? Am I as trim as Carrie Fisher was in 1982?"

Ben's jaw fell open as his daughter lifted her t-shirt up high enough to show him the bottoms of her bra cups.

"I've been working out a college. Here feel my abs," she said, reaching over to take her father's hand and place it on her belly.

"Oh, wow," Ben groaned as he choked down the copious amounts of drool forming in his mouth. "I can definitely tell," he said, moving his fingers over his daughter's abs. "You're definitely tight enough, sweetie."

"Awesome!" she said, leaning back in her place on the couch. She grabbed her brother's hand too and placed it on her flat stomach. "So you guys think I'd be sexy enough? I really want to look good. There's always a lot of Slave Leias at these things, and if I'm doing this, I want to know that I'm going to be as hot as the rest of them."

"Definitely, Baby," her father said, running his hand up her side.

"Perfect! Then we should go as a trio. If I'm Leia, then you need to be Luke, Bro."

Jake merely nodded as he watched his hand move against his sister's waistline.

"And, Daddy, you could be like a guard or something that orders us around. I've always thought you had a centurion's legs. I'll help you guys with your costumes. It'll be incredible."

With that, she got up and ran off to her room giggling to herself. When she got to her bedroom door she turned and shouted down the hallway, "I'll be in my room working on ideas with the door locked and music on. Don't bother me unless the house is burning down."

"Put Episode VI back in," Ben ordered as he heard Misty's door close. As his son changed out the blu-ray discs, he got his cock out. "I'm going to fucking bust a nut to that sweet little bitch of a daughter," he groaned quietly, as he skipped ahead to the slave scene.

Jake flopped down on the couch with his erection out, and the two of them wanked to Carrie Fisher again, but they were picturing Misty's face on her.

Both came faster than either had since they'd started jerking together. It had become an especially close bonding experience, and as they watched each other's cum arc up and then splatter down on the hardwood floor, they groaned and grunted.

"Nice one, Dad!" Jake said as he recovered.

"You too, kid. I think we tied that time! Damn your sister was fine!"

---

A week later, the time for the convention was at hand, and they'd managed to shoo their mother away with threats of making her judge their costumes for authenticity. It had been a gamble, as none of them wanted her to know just how their daughter would be dressed, but it had paid off and she'd remembered a last minute errand she had to run in the city.

For the two siblings and father, it was the start of the con weekend, and they couldn't have been more excited; for various reasons.

"OK!" Misty yelled from her door. "Is everyone dressed?"

"Yeah," Jake replied happily, impressed at the accurate Return of the Jedi Luke Skywalker costume she'd created for him.

Ben was impressed as well, as she'd made a sort of Roman legionnaire-like costume that suited the palace guard look perfectly.

"Yeah kiddo, me too!"

"Alright, come on!" she replied as they all met in the living room.

While she looked over them approvingly, both couldn't help but stare at her.

"So....what do you guys think?" she asked as she turned, giving them a good view. Their eyes told her all she needed to know, but she still enjoyed the near-stuttering responses.

"W-wow, sis," Jake said as he looked her over. "I-I mean, you look just like her. Right, Dad?"

"Ohhh yeah. Sweetheart, you're gonna slay them like Jabba!" he said, making the terrible joke that still made her laugh.

"Really?!? Thanks guys!" Although, just a warning: all of my panties kept showing through and they were killing the authenticity so I'm going without. Sorry if I flash you guys accidentally! But who's ready to go? We've got at least an hour drive if traffic is light!"

As Misty turned toward the door, the cloth covering her ass spun out, revealing her lovely cheeks to her father and brother. When she finished turning, the cloth hung on part of the metal, leaving her ass exposed completely. Although Misty was completely aware, she acted like she wasn't as she bent over to fiddle with one of her shoes.

Ben and Jake stared in awe as the saw Misty's puffy, bald pussy lips peek out at them beneath her pert ass. Jake's jaw fell to the floor, and it was all Ben could do to keep himself from taking his cock out right there and spraying his daughter with his cum.

"Oops," Misty said as she stood up acted surprised that her ass was exposed. "You didn't look did you guys?" she teased over her shoulder as she released the cloth from the snag that held it. With that, she headed out the front door.

---

"I think I'm really feeling the sexy slave vibe," she said in the car, squeezing her breasts together under the metal cups of her bikini. "Don't tell anybody, guys, but with so much of my body on display, it kind of makes me...wet."

She whispered the last word, looking over at her father driving. The effect it had on him was exactly what she wanted. The way he gulped and fidgeted in his seat.

Once they got to the con, they had an amazing time. Misty loved the attention she got. Lots of overweight, pimply, nerds wanted to take a picture with her, and she let everyone of them do it. She would sidle up next to them, heedless of their sweat and body odor. If one tried to put his arm around her, she would make sure to guide his hand to her hip where he could let it slide off and brush her ass while thinking he was getting away with something, or around her shoulder so that his fingers draped down above her breast.

She loved teasing the boys in other ways, too, like always asking them after the picture, "So, do you think I'm pretty?" and watching as they fumbled all over themselves to compliment her.

To one guy, a very fat fellow almost as old as her father, she said, "You know Carrie Fisher pointed out that the metal front of these things is really easy to look down." Then she held it out and felt his body heat increase as he looked past the top of her metal waistband down to the cleft of her shaved pussy.

"I always keep it shaven," she whispered in the guy's ear. "Can you tell?"

He choked out an affirmative. Then she kissed him on the cheek before she left and told him that he was sweet.

All of her slutty behavior was designed for the benefit of her dad and brother. She wanted them to see just how slutty she was. She wanted to get their cocks hard, and if she happened to make a nerd or two cream his underoos in the process, then all the better.

But her actions drew more attention than just from the guys. Another slave Leia pulled her aside after watching her tease another guy that wanted a picture.

"Hi, I'm Kendra. Can I talk to you?" the girl said, directing her over to a quieter corner of the convention hall.

"You look amazing," Kendra said, blatantly looking up and down Misty's body.

"Thanks, you do, too," Misty replied.

"I noticed that you have a bit of a slutty streak," Kendra said.

Misty pretended to act surprised.

"Don't worry," Kendra reassured her. "I'm not trying to get you in trouble or anything. I just wanted to tell you..." She looked around surreptitiously, making sure that nobody overheard. "There's a special competition for slave Leias that I think you might be interested in."

"Oh, the big event where you pose with the Jabba statue on the throne for the cosplay photographers?" Misty asked. "Yeah, I know about it. I already put my name in."

"No," Kendra said, leaning closer. "This one is a lot...naughtier."

"Oh, do tell," Misty said, her eyebrows rising.

"Well, they choose...god, it's so dirty," Kendra said, shaking her head. "They choose a Jabba from among the fat guys at the convention. He wears a mask -- only a mask -- nothing else. And we parade in front of him, trying to turn him on. The one he chooses gets to be his slave."

"Woah," Misty said, feeling her breathing change and her heart start to race. "Like some kind of BDSM thing?"

"Exactly. It's just for the night. But the first act is to fuck the Jabba in front of all the other Jabbas and Leias. It's so fucking nasty," Kendra said. "I did it last year. I didn't win, but a guy dressed as a Gamorrean Guard took me aside and fucked me from behind while we watched the winners. I never saw his face, but his cock was amazing. It was the best sex of my life."

"Holy shit," Misty said. "How do I sign up?"

"Ha! I knew you were the right kind of slut," Kendra said with a smile. "Look for the guy dressed as the Rancor keeper by the Hutt's throne. He'll tell you what to do."

Misty's mind was reeling with the thought of seeing her dad win as Jabba or herself win as Leia. But her thoughts were interrupted as Kendra leaned in and kissed her mouth.

"Good luck," the girl said, and she gave Misty a wink before she sauntered off, her crimson ass cover sashaying behind her as her hips swayed.

Misty felt the most incredible thrill as she found her brother and father and quickly pulled them to a quiet corner.

"Ok, I know this is terrible, but I just heard about the most incredible secret party!"

As she recounted the description Kendra had given her, she saw her brother and father's faces light up with awe and excitement, just as her's had.

"Holy shit!" Ben said.

"I know it's slutty and all, but I think you and I should go for it, Daddy! I mean, wouldn't it be fun just to compete? It's not like either of us will win or anything, but it would still be fun to watch, right?!"

Ben looked at his son, then to his daughter again. "Y-yes! You bet, Misty! But we can never tell your mom, right? She would lose her fucking mind."

Jake and Misty glanced at each other and laughed, "Definitely! It'll stay just between us!"

"What about me, though?" Jake asked. "I mean, they won't let me in, will they?"

Misty thought for a moment, "Stay close and keep your hood over your head, I don't think anyone there is really going to care from the sound of it, and I don't want you to miss out on the fun," she said with a wink.

After they'd conferred, she found the Rancor handler and made the arrangements. When the time came, the trio followed the directions that led them into the basement areas of the convention center. At first they'd thought they'd gone the wrong way until they came upon a guarded set of double-doors and handed the lookout their "ticket".

Without even questioning the obviously underage Jedi, he opened the door to a lage, open basement area that had been expertly converted into a sort of runway with a large Jabba throne at the head.

As they mingled among the crowd of other invitees, a small group of aliens went around handing out masks and numbers to the men judged to be obese enough.

As Ben received his, he felt both excitement and tribulation as he realized he was about to have to go nude. But, with the anonymity of the mask he gained the courage and put it on.

"Ok," he half laughed, "well here goes nothing. I know I won't win any way, but good luck sweetheart!"

Once he went backstage to prepare with the rest of the selectees, Misty went to work. Leaving her brother to awkwardly flirt with the other Leia's who seemed to adore him, she began to campaign with the others.

Knowing her father's number, she went to the easiest targets first. The obese, pimply faced men who weren't quite fat enough to get picked. She flirted with them all and reveled in their obsession with her.

After only a few seconds with each, she had them wrapped around her finger. Whether it was something as simple as flashing her butt, or "accidentally' carressing their hard package, they invariably agreed to vote for her.

Most she'd seen on the convention floor and they were more than willing to do whatever she said. For others who had friends amongst the contestants, it took more persuading, and as the selection prepared to start, she'd already given her phone number to a dozen males with promises to suck them off the next day.

As the lights dimmed and the stage lights brightened, Misty found her little brother as they prepared to watch.

She was amazed by them all, seieing their fat, sweaty bodies wobble up and down the stage, but when #8, her own father, walked down the aisle she couldn't look away.

His fat, hairy body had rolls on top of rolls, and his cock was little more than a head sticking out of the fat around his crotch.

As Misty stared at her father's penis, she felt the most perverted thrill of her life course through her body. She knew that she wanted to win. She needed to win. She wanted that fat, little cock of her father's inside of her more than she'd ever wanted anything in her life.

Before she knew it, her hand was up under her cloth, touching her bare pussy. She let out a quiet little whimper as she touched herself to the sight of her father's prick, and the sound woke her out of her reverie.

She looked around to see that the only person that notice was apparently her brother, and he was staring at her in awe.

"Jake," she whispered, taking her fingers out of her cunt and putting them on his lips, "I have to win. I want Daddy to fuck me so bad. Will you help me win?"

She rubbed her wet fingers over her brother's lips and watched as his tongue came out to meet her drenched digits. She pushed them into his mouth, amazed at her own depravity as she watched her bother taste her own pussy juices. It was the first time he had ever tasted it fresh. She knew he stole her panties from the hamper and licked the gusset as he masturbated at night.

Her brother looked her in the eyes as he nodded, still sucking on her fingers. The look of desperate lust in his eyes told her he would do absolutely anything for her.

"The other Leias love you, Jake," she said. "Flirt with them and tell each one of them that they're the second hottest Leia here tonight. Then beg them to vote for me."

She pulled her fingers out of his mouth, and Jake smiled.

"So I won't even have to lie," he said.

"I love you, Jake," she said, bending over. "I promise you'll get something special out of this too." She kissed him and then turned to start her own campaign.

She dropped her vote for #8 into the box and then sidled up next to the least likely Han Solo in the galaxy. She ran her hand over the hairy belly poking between the flaps of his black vest.

"You're going to vote for me, right?" she said, leaning close to him and biting her lip.

"W-uh-well. I mean, I might," he said, looking her over. "But you've got to put on a show. You've been teasing guys all night. This is where we actually get the action. How far are you willing to go to make sure you get votes? There was a girl last year that masturbated in front of the throne."

Misty felt a fresh flush of moisture between her thighs as she thought of exposing herself that way. Why not? If she won, she'd be fucked in front of this whole crowd.

"Let me offer you a taste of what's in store," she said, reaching under her flap to moisten her fingers. She watched the expression on his face as she brought her pussy juice to his mouth. He grabbed her hand and rolled his eyes in the back of his head as he tasted her cunt.

"Like I said," she whispered, leaning in, her tits pressing into his thick belly, "that's just a taste. Now tell all your friends. My name is Misty, and I put the "lay" in Leia. After Jabba's finished with me, if my master wills it, I hope to satisfy every cock in this place."

"I love you!" the middle-aged man blurted out as Misty turned to go.

She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. "I know," she replied.

Word got around quickly that a girl named Misty was willing to be gangbanged if she won. Soon every cock tucked under a Mandalorian codpiece was hard at the thought of her. And with little Luke Skywalker helping out, she was pretty sure that even some of the girls were going to vote for her.

When the time came for the Jabba winner to be announced, Misty was certain her father had it in the bag.

"Alright," one of the "aliens" said as they counted the votes. "It looks like we have a resounding winner! Of course we want to thank all of the contestants, but congratulations to #8! You are now the crime lord of this palace! Take your seat on the throne, and prepare to judge your slaves!"

Ben could hardly believe it. Sure, he'd been one of the fatter and harrier Jabba's, but he hadn't thought he'd be successful. As he looked around, he saw his beautiful daughter smiling at him, and he thought he saw her handiwork.

The victory bolstered his confidence even more, and he waved to the crowd as he had a seat on the comfortable throne.

"Alllllright! Tonight we have 7 Leia's contending for your favor, oh great Lord Jabba! Lindsay, come on up and present yourself!"

A tall, fit blonde woman took the runway and began to saunter down the aisle until she reached the throne. Stopping before Ben, she posed for him in various positions before finally turning and giving her butt a light slap.

Impressed, Ben clapped.

"Next is Kendra," the alien announced.

In many ways, the attractive, dark haired woman that took the stage looked like his daughter, although her beauty was less "cute" and more severe. He could tell that she was more experienced as she approached. Reaching his throne, she bowed slightly.

"Oh great Lord Jabba, I present myself to you and your court!" Turning to give everyone plus Ben a few, she pulled her back aside and bent over, presenting her pussy and ass. Then, leaning up, she lifted her top off and posed again. Giving him a wink, she walked down the runway.

Again Ben clapped loudly, loving his new role.

"Welcome Kirstin!" the alien announced. A lithe redhead came down the runway, but aside form her bright hair which stood out among all the brunettes that were going for authenticity, this one had an extra surprise. She led an Asian Leia down the runway behind her on a chain. The Asian girl's hands were in "binders" behind her back, forcing her to thrust her tits out.

When they got the the end, they said in unison, "We want to double your pleasure, Master Jabba!" Then they kissed. As their mouths met in a very passionate embrace, their hands explored each other's bodies. Ben was impressed as he watched the two girls make out for his entertainment, and his cock responded.

"Fuck," Misty cursed as she watched her dad's meat thicken.

"Don't worry, Sis," Jake said, sidling up next to her. "When he sees you, it's going to be twice that size and dribbling precum."

He put his arm around her, and she felt her body tingle as his fingers dipped inside her metal waistband.

"You think so?" she asked. "I know so. And I'm going to help you make sure of it. I'm going to present my sister as an offering to the Mighty Jabba in exchange for the smuggler."

"I fucking love you, Jake," she said, looking down at her devious little brother.

He winked at her and smiled as he said, "I know."

A woman almost as old as their mother went next, and she was not to be trifled with. She pulled her hair into pony tails and did an imitation of the dance that Oola the Twi'lek did, including incredibly high kicks that exposed her bald but flabby vagina to Ben's view.

But Ben was loving the power, and when he pulled his fingers across his throat to indicate to his "guards" that she should be killed -- in imitation of Jabba sending Oola to the Rancor, two guys in guard costumes came and dragged the MILF off the stage. They ripped her costume off her body and led her to a back corner where her muffled cries could be heard. Ben assumed that the guards were fucking her brains out by the way her cries turned to moans.

The next two Leias were not nearly as pretty as the rest. One was rather buxom and took off her top and threw it at Ben's feet. The other, though kind of dumpy, simply sat down on the edge of the stage, pulled her cloth back, spread her legs and masturbated in front of Ben.

While his cock thickened at the sight of both of them, neither was as pretty of a Leia as he wanted to fuck.

In truth, since he got to fuck one of these girls, he was going to make damn sure that she looked as much like Misty as possible. He was holding out to see which one could give him the Daddy/daughter experience that he so craved.

"Next," the alien said with a bit of a laugh, "We have Bailey. Come on up and let's see what you've got!"

Ben nodded as the bikini-clad Leia approached. She wasn't as pretty as most of the other girls, but she did have a nice body.

As she stopped and smiled, Ben noticed that her voice was slightly deeper than he'd expected.

"Greeting Jabba, I present my mighty staff for your pleasure!"

The tranny had worked itself up to a near-climax before taking the runway, and as he exposed his hard, 6" cock, he began to masturbate quickly with a smile.

"Who should suffer your wrath?"

Recovering from his shock, Ben laughed and pointed to the buxom Leia.

"Her performance was not worthy of this court!"

With a flick of his wrist, Ben exerted the power that had come so naturally. Two of the bounty hunter" pinned the Leia on her knees as the tranny thrust into her mouth and began to climax."

Finally, as Misty had been the last to enter her number, so too was she the last called. Ben had no idea that the entire crowd was also waiting to see the near-mythical Misty who'd promised so much.

When the alien pulled her name, even he smiled.

"And last, but not least, we have Misty. A newcomer to our party, let's see if she pleases our master!"

"Come on, sis," Jake grinned as he began to lead her onto the stage by the thin metal chain.

"And it appears the great Jedi Skywalker is here tonight as well!"

Ben gasped in his mask as he saw his son leading his daughter down the aisle.

When they were within a few feet of the stage, he stopped.

"Oh great Jabba, I come to you with this offering. I present to you my sister, Leia, in exchange for Han Solo and the Wookie."

The crowd watched in awe as the presentation appeared to be every bit as good as they'd hoped.

"Reveal your tits, slave," Jake ordered Misty. "I want your new master to see the quality of the gift I offer."

Misty began to unfasten her top, and Ben couldn't stop himself from rubbing his cock. His heart fluttered as he looked into his daughter's eyes and face, which seemed to be both humble and have a smirk at the same time.

When her top was pulled away, he stared in awe at her perfect, medium breasts topped with dark nipples. Then, she continued. She began to undo her bottom until it too fell away, leaving her completely nude with her perfect, round butt exposed to the crowd and her neatly-shaven cunt that was already glistening with wetness to Jabba".

Jake took in the sight for a moment as well before turning to his father.

"Now my sister will present herself more thoroughly." he said before stepping back into the crowd.

Smiling to her father, Misty ran a hand over her cunt, leaving it glistening with wetness which she brought to her mouth. Tasting herself in front of the crowd, she turned so that all could see as she spread her legs wide and crouched down. Slipping two fingers into herself, she moaned as she stabbed them in and out, emerging each time with the glistening juices of her cunt.

"Oh great Jabba! I promise I will be such a good slave for you! Let the smuggler and the wookie go and I can be yours!"

Misty watched in awe as her father stroked his cock while she fingered her pussy. This was the hottest moment of her life. Although the crowd had no idea that they were about to watch an incestuous coupling between father and daughter, both Ben and Misty were thrilled by the prospect of committing the most heinous taboo imaginable together.

"YES!" Ben bellowed, standing up with his cock throbbing in his hand. "I CHOOSE MISTY!"

His heart was pounding as he watched two men in Gamorrean guard costumes take his daughter each by an arm and drag her to him.

From the corner, someone yelled, "Release Solo and the Wookie," and the crowd laughed as a busty brunette in a Wookie costume and a guy dressed like Han Solo but in assless chaps instead of pants were dragged across the room.

Ben nodded his approval, but that was the last distraction that he was going to let keep his cock from violating his daughter's juicy cunt.

The guards forced Misty to get on all fours on a small platform in front of Jabba's throne. Ben watched as they cuffed his daughter's wrists and ankles, securing her to the platform. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at her father.

"Please, Mighty Jabba, I hope your pleasure is satisfied inside my tight, young pussy."

She couldn't see the look on her father's face behind the mask as he guided his cock to her entrance, but she hoped he could see the smile on hers as she waited for her father to take her.

"I'm your property now, Master," she gasped, feeling the head of his thick but short dick rubbing up and down her wet slit. "Use me however you see fit."

Ben couldn't believe it. He realized his daughter had orchestrated this...she'd wanted it! Now, what he'd fantasized about for so long was finally going to happen.

"YESSSSSSSSS!" He roared as he thrust forward, burying the entire length of his thick, 5" cock in Misty's wet pussy. Even for a slut she was incredibly tight, but she was so wet that he still slid in.

"OHH FUCK MASTER!" Misty moaned as she felt her father's cock penetrate her, stretching her open with his thick shaft. "YES MASTER! FUCK ME! FUCK ME BEFORE YOUR COURT!"

Ben began to thrust, his body fat rippling with each thrust as he fucked his daughter's cunt. He couldn't believe he was doing it. He was fucking his own daughter in a crowd of people!

The steady clop clop clopping of his body against hers began to echo in the room, mixing with their moans and those of the other Leia being pounded in the corner.

Jake watched from the end of the stage, seeing his sister on all fours, watching her get pounded by their father, and loving it. He felt a distinct satisfaction that he'd played such a part.

Ben could barely see straight. His mind was spinning, not just with the sensation Misty's cunt was bringing to his dick, but with the thrill of coupling with the one pussy he wanted most in the world. Despite the giddiness, though, he eventually realized that Jake had his cock out and was stroking himself to the sight of his father fucking his sister.

Ben motioned for Jake to come over, and Misty saw her brother's dick she knew she was about to be double-teamed by her family.

"Yes, Brother," she gasped. "Defile me before my new master. Show him how worthless I am. Cover my face in your cum to make me as pretty as I can possibly be for my new owner."

She could smell her brother's sweaty cock as he stroked it in her face. She loved the fact that he was finally getting to objectify her sexually the way he'd always wanted to.

"You're a guest in my palace," she heard her father's voice behind the mask. "You shouldn't have to do the work. Let my slave do it for you. Let her please you with her mouth."

Misty felt her father take ahold of her hair and yank her head up. She opened her mouth to her brother and looked lovingly, submissively up into his eyes as he pushed his cock into her mouth.

Misty began to suck her little brother's cock as he moaned, experiencing the incredible sensation for the first time..

"Oh fuck sis!" He moaned. "Yessss, suck my cock! Suck my cock you slave!"

The father and son and daughter were in heaven. They were finally getting to play out the role they'd each fantasized about for so long, and it was even better than they could've ever imagined.

Those watching from the crowd knew that what they were watching was going beyond any harmless convention party. The boy was clearly too young, and they'd seen him with her all day. The nerds were perverts to the max, though, and the realization only drove them more wild. They locked the door, not wanting anyone to see what they were privy too, but a dozen phones began to record.

Misty thrust back against her father then slid forward on her brother's cock. She was being used roughly and she loved it! She loved pleasuring her family, and she loved the audience. But their moans and groans told her they weren't far off, and neither was she. As Ben neared his climax, he could feel his daughter's pussy gripping him harder as well.

"Oh fuck! I'm almost there! I'm almost there Misty!" He moaned. "Jabba's going to cum in your tight, little slave cunt, and your brother's going to fill your whore mouth!

Feeling lost in his power, he wanted to please his 'court' and he looked at two of his guards.

"The deal has been altered. Rape the wookie's ass!"

Jake was amazed at the sight of the pretty Wookie girl being pushed down onto her hands and knees as the guards tore at the furry bikini bottoms covering her ass.

"No! Wait! Please!" she begged. The crowd was so heated, though, that no one cared whether she was acting or really begging this not to happen. Ben watched in glee as the beautiful girl's ass was exposed to him. The guards shoved the panties into her mouth and slapped her ass several times with her own bandoleer strap before they took turns mounting her. The man inside her pushed her head down to the ground, and Ben saw the look in her eyes give way. Whether she'd wanted this or not, she was embracing it now. Tears filled her eyes as she looked at him, the man who'd ordered her rape.

Jake glanced at the girl getting raped and felt a moment of weirdness -- perhaps it bordered on regret, like this was too wrong -- but the sensation of his sister's mouth sucking him hard brought his attention back to her. It didn't take long until he was there, screaming, "FUCK, OH FUCK! OH MISTY! MISSSTTYYYYYYYY!!"

He grabbed onto his sister by the hair as he fucked her mouth. She looked up at him lovingly, her eyes fixed on his as she felt his thin cock throb and spray into her mouth. The taste of her brother's watery semen thrilled her. She was an incestuous slut, letting her own brother fill her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could, desperate to fill belly with her brother's seed.

Ben watched his son's face contort as he defiled his own sister's tongue. Ben reached up and took his mask off, throwing it down.

"Yes, Son! Use her! Use your sister! She's exactly the kind of whore we always suspected she was. Look at her! She can't get enough of her own brother's cum!"

As Jake's limp cock slipped out of Misty's mouth, she turned around to look at her father.

"Yes, Daddy!" she cried. "I'm such a dirty, slutty whore! I want to be your slave forever. I want to cook and clean for you. I want to degrade myself for you. I've wanted this for so long. Please cum in me, Daddy! I set this whole thing up, promising to fuck every nerd in here so that I could make sure you were the Jabba and that I got to fuck you."

Ben looked at his daughter and felt both love and power surging through him. This sweet, beautiful angel -- whose diapers he'd changed -- was a nasty bitch who wanted to be used by her own family. He couldn't be happier.

"I'm going to cum in you, Princess," he said, no longer role playing, but calling her by the pet name he always used. "I'm going to fill your pussy with the same seed you were made from. Then I'm going to watch while you keep your promise to these boys."

The nerds' suspicions were confirmed and the energy in the room only rose higher. They were witnessing a real, live, incestuous fucking! The air was already becoming foul with the smell of so many fat, greasy nerds in the closed room, and it only promised to get worse.

"Yesssss! Oh fuck, Daddy! I swallowed my little brother's sperm, now I want yours! Pump me full of your hot cum, Daddy! Pump my little whore pussy full of your hot jizz!"

She looked at the crowd, seeing their gazes of lust, and judgement and awe. "I'm such a fucking whore! When my daddy's done....oh FUCK....when my daddy pumps me full of his cum! It's your turns! I won't stop until all of you can't fuck me any more!"

It was more than Ben could take. His body was drenched in sweat from the exertion, and hearing his daughter promise herself as the room's whore was too much. He thrust forward and began to ejaculate one hot, powerful blast of sticky, thick jizz after another.

"YESSS PRINCESSSS! MY LITTLE WHORE! I'M CUMMING IN YOU! DADDY'S CUMMING IN YOU BABY!!!!!"

Misty felt the powerful blasts spraying out of his short cock and into her welcoming cunt. It was happening; she was finally being filled with incestuous cum in her cunt, and that was the last straw. Her body quivered and convulsed as her cunt began to spasm around her daddy's cock.

"YESSSS DADDDDDDYYYYY!" She screamed. "I'M CUMMMINGG! OH FUCK, DADDY! IM CUMMING ON YOU!!!!! FUCK ME YESSSSS FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCKING CUM IN MEEEEEEEEEE!"

Ben had never felt an orgasm so intense in his 50 years of life. Misty was the perfect cunt, so tight on his fat cock, not gaping like her mother. And the way she looked at him as he sprayed inside her -- it was pure heaven.

His cock deflated and her contracting pussy pushed him out. A long, slimey drip of cum dribbled out of her onto the platform. He looked around at the awestruck faces of the crowd.

"My daughter is a fucking whore, and I expect you to treat her like one," he said. "But don't any of you touch her ass until I say so."

He reached out and stroked Misty's buttocks, letting his finger press against her tight sphincter. "Because that belongs to family first."

The nerds nodded in agreement, eager to mount the incestuous bitch in whatever way was allowed.

"And each one of you Jabbas that competed with me," he said, gesturing to the other fat, nude men with masks. "You deserve to have first crack at the other slaves. I hereby declare that every girl dressed in slutty clothing needs to satisfy a fat-bellied man tonight."

A cheer went up from the crowd. Ben felt someone at his feet and looked down to see Kendra kneeling before him, taking his limp cock into her mouth and sucking the mingled incestuous cum from him.

He let her get him hard, and then he dragged her by her braid over to one of his fellow Jabbas and made her kneel before him. "Spread your thighs, bitch, and offer your cunt to your new master."

On her hands and knees, Misty watched as an obese man with a fat, hanging stomach stepped up to her face. He lifted his belly fat and revealing a nub that was his cock. He thrust it against her face and she began to lick, quickly coaxing the cock to harden.

Once he was to his full 4", he moved behind her and, after resting his belly fat on her ass, began to thrust his cock into her cum-filled cunt.

Kendra spread her legs for an equally obese man whose cock was already hard at a full 6". He mounted her and began to thrust, eliciting moans from the whore.

The room was decidedly in favor of males, and they outnumbered the hot girls easily 10:1. Jake watched the action and he quickly was hard again in the way that only fourteen year olds could be. He was about to think that he was going to have to take matters into his own hands when another Slave Leia -- one he hadn -(TM)t seen yet at the convention, but one that he realized he already knew -- appeared next to him.

"Ms. Bell?"he gasped.

It was his homeroom teacher.