Bound and gagged Ginger

Somewhere along a unnamed stream bank in the erotic Ownverse jungle.
 As Crimson lays on his Cheetah horse she has no idea where she is. The terrain and jungle confuses her. Worst she can't escape from the hand of Din. She feels his cheetah horse come to a stop; she looks around as Din jumps off his steed and goes to a bag and remove a silk cloth.
 As the silk cloth comes down over her mouth Crimson screams "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO-" but she bites the silk cloth as she feels Din ties it firmly.
 Now bound and gagged Crimson truly feels like his captive. She gazes at the sky and sees some of the moons have started their new phase cycle. Din had time stealing her just right she realizes. She tenses her bare ass under his hand as he resumes following the trail. Dins declares. "At least the gag will keep you quiet my ginger."
Crimson tenses her muscles as she lays over his huge saddle. His huge hand keeps her bare ass anchor  in its place. She bites the silk gag as she stares at the changing trail. Din takes his time as he crosses a shallow portion of the stream across to the next shore. Once he reaches it cointinues unabated.
Din grins as he feels Crimson stuggle under his huge hand. Since she's smaller than he is,Din remains in control and Crimson feels like an abductee taken for ransom; yet in the Ownverse there is no thing as ransom for the own goddess she realizes. She moans as he kisses her cheek affectionately; her blue eye dart back and forth at the jungle as he rides. She drifts asleep and dreams her bound form rests over Din's powerful shoulder as he moves toward his destination. She wakes up and glances at Din; his expriession is one of satisfaction since he found her.
She feels his Cheetah horse slow as he rides along trail. But once again he turns off to another trail.as she rests on his big saddle she wonder where he's taking her too. She feels his cheetah horse stop near a huge fallen tree which is now a huge tunnel.
 Den gathers her over his shoulder and the ginger bites her gag out of fear. With her over his shoulder,Din enters into the log tunnel. Several minutes later he's out and she feels his hand gripping her tightly. He finds another trail to venture down and Crimson moans wondering where Din is taking her.Din feels her curvious hardbod struggle under his grip.
We'll be in his lair soon,she thinks,where I become his object of desire.