What a Goblin Wants,A Goblin Gets

Being owned is sometimes a vicious cycle.
A few hours later....
She stirs to a sound of roars swishing in water.
A bound and gagged Crimson lays cradle in a huge hands of the King Goblin. She doesn't recall much of the giant goblin which snared her a few hours before. Her azure eyes roam around the terrain and she realizes she's no long in Styx but back on the surface. Somewhere in the erotic jungle. She quirms and moans as she bites her lace gag; the lace bolas wrap tight around her wrists and ankles. Often her owners bound her for transport,some against her will, bit they have thier reasons for doing so.
She gasps where the mysterious king goblin strokes her glowing long orange red hair which glows under the twilight moons of the Ownverse. Her perfect hardbod glows as well as if the Goblin has tap into her somehow. Crimson shivers in the the king grasp but she faces no harm. She figures she's been reclaimed once again and whatever giant goblin was he'd been sent to track her down. And he did.
 I can never escape those,I fear. Crimson thinks as goblin claw hand strokes her. She churns restlessly but the powerful creature keeps her under his control. She trys to get a grasp where they're taking her. She acquaits being owned to slavery bit it doesn't feel that way. Often when she fulfills her sexual obligations some have let her go in the wild and those that have sold her. For Crimson this her new life and she has adapted successfully to her new role. She relaxes in the goblin's hand and stares at him with a flrity look. She wonders if there's more to the Ownverse beside the world of Styx.
Hours later...
Once on shore,the enigmatic King Goblin thrusts his Crimson over his shoulder and she bites her gag when she feels his strong claw hand squeeze her. She lets out her senssous moans as he and his cadre follow a predestine path into the jungle. Weird unearthy crys of beast and monsters unknown send a shiver up her spine. Live plants and carnivore spiders,lizards scare her the most becouse she's small against them.
 For now she glances around the unfamiliar jungle. At least she's back in the jungle she's familiar with.
Where are you taking me? She thinks.