Flight of Din

Somewhere in the erotic jungles of the Ownverse..
With his long redhaired ginger over his shoulder, Din the powerful musclenoid heads toward his waiting dragonfly steed. Crimson squirms and moans but Din reminds her he controls her. She blurts "Where are taking me?"
"You will soon know Crimson Own goddess." As she feels his hand remain lock on her bare thighs.
She feels his hands twist her bound hardbod and gently rest on the mane of his dragonfly. Then his powerful fingers relock upon her. Being human Crimson feels his powerful alien force keeping her anchored and close to him. She hears the hmmmmmmmmmmmmm of gossamer wings and Din ascends in the heavens quickly.
 As she squirms restlessly Din use his strength to keep her in her place. He squeezes her bare flesh gently and she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. She feels Din's lips caress her neck and cheek. She trys to turn away but the powerful musclenoid has the upper hand with the exotic ginger own goddess. Suddenly Crimson falls asleep as if Din casts a spell on his feisty ginger. As she sleeps she feels the wind whip her long hair,she feels calm and sedated. She dreams of Din...
 She marches with her wrist bound behind her back and Din keeps her close. Din's immense shadow dwarf's her as she marches along some surreal exotic path. Her barefeet welcomes the cool grass and mud under her feet; she marches erect as her blue eyes remain focus on the unknown destination. Din has power over her and she can't break it. Since her reclaiment she feels helpless but she trudges forward wondering what the musclenoid has plan for her...
 Crimson stirs awake.
 By now his dragonfly circles over a vast red lake patch which stands out in  the jungle. She feels his grip tighten over her as he lands his steed as Crimson stares blankly at the new unfamiliar jungle. Seconds later Din manhandles her to her barefeet and he reties his bolas slightly tighter behind her back, "March along the path my Crimson."
 She doesn't complain she complies and marches forward as Din remains behind hers. Again she feels like a slave recaptured for her master benefit; as Crimson follows the unknown surreal path she hears thunder of a coming storm and she glances at Din who isn't in hurry to get her his destination.