Don't escape from a God

Deep in the primitive erotic jungle of Ownverse
Crimson flees from the human like god Vordox. However she doesn't get to far Vordox catches up with her quickly. As punishment he binds her ankles with heavy bolas and tosses the helpless ginger over his shoulder. Crimson feels his strong fingers squeezing her as he navigates the path looking for a lone steed for them both. Crimson gasp at his great strength as she tenses her bod over his shoulder. In this jungle they play for keeps,she thinks. Especially if your the hunted prey. I'm hunted prey. She feels his fingers squeeze her bare thighs gently. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans in response. She gazes blankly at the jungle as the great god takes her to their destination.
"You promise not to flee?" Zordox inquires.
"I do my great one. I would never run from you again," Crimson declares. She knows Zordox isn't about to let go of her. She looks around the erotic jungle when she strange howls,and sees carnivore plants eat mammal.reptile and insect alike. She shudders at one of huge hungry leaves that swallows a large spider. She can't get over the strange wildlife which inhabits the Ownverse.
They reach the jungle's edge where it borders a surreal colored plain. Zordox eyes an long leg ant horse as it grazes not far from them. He places his bound ginger in a low large branch of a jungle tree; she stares with courisity at the strange ant horse.
 She watches Zordox quickly put the ant horse under his control. It's like watching a cowboy taming a wild horse. The ant horse resist but Zordox has some power that calms the ant horse down. He places some reins over it and leads it back to the tree where Crimson lays.
 Crimson lets Zordox pull her from the low jungle tree branch and then he places on her chest on his ant horse steed. Immediately she feels his powerful hand keeping her anchor as he rides his ant horse out of the jungle and onto the surreal colored plain. For her now the Ownverse is vast and infinite. She sees faint outlines of larger than mountain peaks. Zordox makes her feel small under his large hand; he kisses her cheet as she stares blankly forward. She feels his ant horse gallup faster and her long ginger red hair glows as it whips in the wind.Crimson feels the world spin in slow motion as she lays tense on the ant horse steed.
"Where we going?" Crimson asks casually as she squirms under his hand. "I deserve to know."
"You deserve nothing goddess." He declares arrogantly.
 All Crimson can now do is guess is where they're headed as his ant horse races across a deep vast plain. This time the unknown frightens and excites her at the sametime.