Somewhere in Ownverse
Several moon phases later...
Crimson has no idea of time nor place except she's in a fishbowl. A fishbowl that has long since her capture by the mysterious troll.Under the moonlight suddenly a gaint pair of fingers grasp Crimson as she screams. His fingers grip her like her steel; she knows something up and that something means sell the human ginger goddess.The troll steps outside his adobe house and gently drops Crimson to the ground.
Dark long haired shadows surround crimson.A transaction takes place and shadows bound Crimson,the own goddess.One tosses her over his and claims the ginger goddess as his own Crimson glances up try to get a look at her owner.Yet in the wet moonlit darkness it's impossible she judges by their shapes they could by nymphs,orcs,goblins, or Gremlins.As Crimson lays bewildered on her owners are she feels alien strong hand squeeze her. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans into the night. Her blues gaze wide at the changing terrain of the Ownverse. As the hand keep her curvy bod anchored she feels the wind whip her glowing long red hair. At times she feels world moving in slow mo as she gasps at how quickly she gets sold or gets taken. "Mon where are you taking me?" Crimson pleas as she stares at the shadowy faces. "Who are you?"
"Shadows my Crimson." He runs his hand over perfect curve hardbod; the ginger goddess gapes his hand calms her down. She feels the weight of wrap bolas on her ankles. This one intends to keep me maybe for himself, she thinks. She feels his steed change direction and rides into what appears to be jungle overgrown grotto.
"Where are we?" She ventures.
"Grotto of Immortality ginger."
Seconds later..
The mysterious muscle shadow keeps a bound Crimson over his shoulder as she glances around the grotto. She has no idea where her new owner is taking her. She feels his firm grips as she can only speculate what they're do with her.
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Troll Grabs Crimson
Somewhere in the vast erotic jungle of the Ownverse
The dark elf nor the ginger Own Goddess didn't see the giant troll coming. As the two are making out it had been then the shadow of giant hand that appeared as if no where. Crimson's eyes grow wide as she sees the giant hand come down and throw Sorko off of her. Before the ginger could flee the troll's giant hand grabs her gently. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Crimson squeals as the troll's fingers enclose around her; like in her dream.
"LET ME GO",She screams. The troll ignore her and drops her in a gold bag attached to his hip. Suddenly the ride becomes bumpy for Crimson the Own Goddess. She could only wonder where the troll is taking her and why he wants her. The bag opens slightly and a rose is drop close to her; she smells it sweet aroma and suddenly she's asleep. The last thing she hears is thunder before she falls into a deep sleep.
A few hours later...
Crimson stirs awake in the fishbowl in the interior of Troll's home. Everything around her is now larger than her. Her blue eyes grow wide at this fact. She strolls around the smooth grass of the fishbowl wondering about the Dark Elf Sorko. Unexpectly two large fingers clasp her waste and she feels the troll's power as he lifts upward he newly captured ginger nude prize. She's not scared but fascinated at the fact that giant trolls exist in the Ownverse; she feels like a small doll in his grasp and the troll lays her in the palm of his hand. Crimson asks, "Who are you? why do you want me?"
The troll's big eyes stab back her. "I'm Nork the Troll Crimson Own Goddess.You're my toy to play with."
"I see." Crimson responds as she lays on her side in the trolls huge hand. "So you're going to play with me like I'm your toy doll."
"Yes. Human."
Crimson accepts her new fate; his finger suddenly curl around her curvy hardbod and she squeals gently feeling the pressure of the troll's grip. But Norko isn't going to harm her that she knows for the troll now owns her.
Norko says "Your lover Sorko will never find you."
"I wouldn't underestimate a dark elf," Crimson responds.
The dark elf nor the ginger Own Goddess didn't see the giant troll coming. As the two are making out it had been then the shadow of giant hand that appeared as if no where. Crimson's eyes grow wide as she sees the giant hand come down and throw Sorko off of her. Before the ginger could flee the troll's giant hand grabs her gently. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Crimson squeals as the troll's fingers enclose around her; like in her dream.
"LET ME GO",She screams. The troll ignore her and drops her in a gold bag attached to his hip. Suddenly the ride becomes bumpy for Crimson the Own Goddess. She could only wonder where the troll is taking her and why he wants her. The bag opens slightly and a rose is drop close to her; she smells it sweet aroma and suddenly she's asleep. The last thing she hears is thunder before she falls into a deep sleep.
A few hours later...
Crimson stirs awake in the fishbowl in the interior of Troll's home. Everything around her is now larger than her. Her blue eyes grow wide at this fact. She strolls around the smooth grass of the fishbowl wondering about the Dark Elf Sorko. Unexpectly two large fingers clasp her waste and she feels the troll's power as he lifts upward he newly captured ginger nude prize. She's not scared but fascinated at the fact that giant trolls exist in the Ownverse; she feels like a small doll in his grasp and the troll lays her in the palm of his hand. Crimson asks, "Who are you? why do you want me?"
The troll's big eyes stab back her. "I'm Nork the Troll Crimson Own Goddess.You're my toy to play with."
"I see." Crimson responds as she lays on her side in the trolls huge hand. "So you're going to play with me like I'm your toy doll."
"Yes. Human."
Crimson accepts her new fate; his finger suddenly curl around her curvy hardbod and she squeals gently feeling the pressure of the troll's grip. But Norko isn't going to harm her that she knows for the troll now owns her.
Norko says "Your lover Sorko will never find you."
"I wouldn't underestimate a dark elf," Crimson responds.
Monday, May 15, 2017
Sordo's LoveNest
Several moons later...
Crimson doesn't recall to much of her vivid dream: except she's claimed by some giant troll who keeps her in a fish bowl. Just the thought of a huge troll possessing her makes her shiver as she drifts in and out of sleep chained to the stone soaken wet from the nector rain. She drifts back to sleep again..
As twilight she stirs awake on the mane of his ugly dragonfly. The wind whips her long glowing red hair as she feels Sordo's hand keeping her anchor close to him. The surreal clouds glow under beautiful moons of the Ownverse and she welcomes the change of scenery. She doesn't know how long she'd been in his courtyard. The powerful orc knowns he has the sensous ginger of earth. Crimson doesn't resist. She glances up at Sordo whose glowing eyes stab into her very soul. With her wrists and ankles bound by his bolas,Crimson knows that Sordo isn't taking chances with her. Crimson took being bound by some Ownverse creatures as displaying their power over her and that she's learn to live with,.
She startles when Sordo's powerful hand squeezes her. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans aloud in the heavens. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
"My Ginger is awaken."
"Where you taking me mon?" Crimson pleas.
"Our lovenest."
"I see." Crimson declares calmly. "I'm to be conquered."
"Yes."
She feels his dragonfly dip above a canopy of jungle. The twilight makes the jungle erotic and surreal. For several minutes Crimson gazes blankly at the jungle as Sordo frequently squeezes her for he loves her flesh.
A moon later...
With her wrists firmly bound behind her back, Crimson marches like some curvy redhaired goddess that she is. But the powerful Orc makes her feel like a sex slave. With a spear at her back,Sordo warns Crimson not to try to escape. She doesn't say anything as she prods her and a few seconds later they emerge in a beautiful giant tulip cover patch. He orders Crimson to stop and she does so. He cuts her bolas off and she proceeds to lay down on her back in the grass. Sordo climbs on top of her and he embraces her warmly and after a few magical embraces, Crimson murmurs "I consent with you my Sordo." She closes his eyes as she feels his lips caress her like crazy.
Yet Crimson can't shake the fact they're being watch by a giant troll in the distance somewhere. She knows he wants her.
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Crimson doesn't recall to much of her vivid dream: except she's claimed by some giant troll who keeps her in a fish bowl. Just the thought of a huge troll possessing her makes her shiver as she drifts in and out of sleep chained to the stone soaken wet from the nector rain. She drifts back to sleep again..
As twilight she stirs awake on the mane of his ugly dragonfly. The wind whips her long glowing red hair as she feels Sordo's hand keeping her anchor close to him. The surreal clouds glow under beautiful moons of the Ownverse and she welcomes the change of scenery. She doesn't know how long she'd been in his courtyard. The powerful orc knowns he has the sensous ginger of earth. Crimson doesn't resist. She glances up at Sordo whose glowing eyes stab into her very soul. With her wrists and ankles bound by his bolas,Crimson knows that Sordo isn't taking chances with her. Crimson took being bound by some Ownverse creatures as displaying their power over her and that she's learn to live with,.
She startles when Sordo's powerful hand squeezes her. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans aloud in the heavens. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
"My Ginger is awaken."
"Where you taking me mon?" Crimson pleas.
"Our lovenest."
"I see." Crimson declares calmly. "I'm to be conquered."
"Yes."
She feels his dragonfly dip above a canopy of jungle. The twilight makes the jungle erotic and surreal. For several minutes Crimson gazes blankly at the jungle as Sordo frequently squeezes her for he loves her flesh.
A moon later...
With her wrists firmly bound behind her back, Crimson marches like some curvy redhaired goddess that she is. But the powerful Orc makes her feel like a sex slave. With a spear at her back,Sordo warns Crimson not to try to escape. She doesn't say anything as she prods her and a few seconds later they emerge in a beautiful giant tulip cover patch. He orders Crimson to stop and she does so. He cuts her bolas off and she proceeds to lay down on her back in the grass. Sordo climbs on top of her and he embraces her warmly and after a few magical embraces, Crimson murmurs "I consent with you my Sordo." She closes his eyes as she feels his lips caress her like crazy.
Yet Crimson can't shake the fact they're being watch by a giant troll in the distance somewhere. She knows he wants her.
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Sunday, May 14, 2017
Sordo''s Keep
Deep in the erotic Ownverse Jungle
Crimson couldn't believe when Sordo,the Dark Elf rides into his keep hidden a canapy of jungle. Her blue eyes grow wide as its surreal beauty. His horn beattle lumbers into a vast jungle like courtyard and the ginger own goddess couldn't believe that such castles exists on this strange world. Yet they do.
"You have me I'm yours. What are you going to do with me?" The blue eye ginger pleas as she feels his stroke her.
"I get to keep you Ginger of earth."
Crimson doesn't react she stares blankly as she still lays on the beattle,captive owned of Sordo the Dark Elf.
Seconds later the long haired ginger is on her barefeet and Sordo marches her through the surreal courtyard. The shadows of the courtyard make her shiver as she marches toward some dias in the center; yet she can't flee Sordo for she's under his control until the next moonphase. She shudders at the thought of him selling her as merchandise when times comes. She continues to march toward some primitive stone on a small raise dias. With his sword at her bareback Crimson has no choice as she marches up the small steps. Then she feels a knife cut her bonds and Sordo orders her rest on the stone. Sordo uses chain schackles on her wrists and ankles. Once done he watches her struggle with the chain.
"There my dear you will not escape me."
"Let me go!" Crimson squeals as she struggles against the iron like chains.
He grabs her by the waiste and he kisses her on the lips. Crimson suddenly feel a calm overwhelm her as if he drained her anger from her. Sordo says "Ill collect you when I'm ready own goddess."
"Of course master," Crimson says calmly as she rests her back against the stone. She feels she's not alone in the courtyard and others desire her. I don't like this,she thinks.
She watches one of the moons set and another rise into the Ownverse heavens. She's now use to the schackles,her movement is limited but that's how the dark elf wants her to be. Still she feels more like his prisoner than his lover. She looks around the courtyard its like a surreal jungle and she see dark elve guards here there.
Still she doesn't understand why Sordo would do this to her. She would prefer being tied in bed than this. Crimson sees lightening flash and hears a sonic boom of thunder. Soon a heavy nector rain will fall as she hears the wind blow the huge leaves of the jungle trees above.
Crimson couldn't believe when Sordo,the Dark Elf rides into his keep hidden a canapy of jungle. Her blue eyes grow wide as its surreal beauty. His horn beattle lumbers into a vast jungle like courtyard and the ginger own goddess couldn't believe that such castles exists on this strange world. Yet they do.
"You have me I'm yours. What are you going to do with me?" The blue eye ginger pleas as she feels his stroke her.
"I get to keep you Ginger of earth."
Crimson doesn't react she stares blankly as she still lays on the beattle,captive owned of Sordo the Dark Elf.
Seconds later the long haired ginger is on her barefeet and Sordo marches her through the surreal courtyard. The shadows of the courtyard make her shiver as she marches toward some dias in the center; yet she can't flee Sordo for she's under his control until the next moonphase. She shudders at the thought of him selling her as merchandise when times comes. She continues to march toward some primitive stone on a small raise dias. With his sword at her bareback Crimson has no choice as she marches up the small steps. Then she feels a knife cut her bonds and Sordo orders her rest on the stone. Sordo uses chain schackles on her wrists and ankles. Once done he watches her struggle with the chain.
"There my dear you will not escape me."
"Let me go!" Crimson squeals as she struggles against the iron like chains.
He grabs her by the waiste and he kisses her on the lips. Crimson suddenly feel a calm overwhelm her as if he drained her anger from her. Sordo says "Ill collect you when I'm ready own goddess."
"Of course master," Crimson says calmly as she rests her back against the stone. She feels she's not alone in the courtyard and others desire her. I don't like this,she thinks.
She watches one of the moons set and another rise into the Ownverse heavens. She's now use to the schackles,her movement is limited but that's how the dark elf wants her to be. Still she feels more like his prisoner than his lover. She looks around the courtyard its like a surreal jungle and she see dark elve guards here there.
Still she doesn't understand why Sordo would do this to her. She would prefer being tied in bed than this. Crimson sees lightening flash and hears a sonic boom of thunder. Soon a heavy nector rain will fall as she hears the wind blow the huge leaves of the jungle trees above.
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
Sorko,the Dark Elf
Somewhere in the erotic Ownverse....
A bound Crimson,the Own Goddess, tenses as she lays on the mane of his on horn beattle as it lumbers through the erotic island jungle. She tenses when she feels his hand keeping her anchor close to him; she gasps as the dark elf's hand strokes her. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans aloud as his hand squeezes his ginger own goddess with sheer delight.
"Mon who are you?" Crimson pleas.
"I'm Sorko and you belong to me," The powerful elf voice booms. Again strange shapes in the island jungle keep Crimson occupied. She hears surf not to far off. She knows she isn't too far from the beach.
"Where you taking me Sorko?" Crimson inquires as she feels his hand play with her glowing red hair and her blue eyes grow wide at the beauty of the island jungle. She could make out some strange stone shapes as his beattle lumbers through the jungle; his beattle crawls over some broken stones and she feels Sorko's grip tighten over her as it lumbers down into what appears some combo mayan like tuins mixed with some strange hieroglyphic stones. Crimson could only guess what live here eons before--
She feels his steed come to a stop. Sorko jumps off and gathers his bound ginger over his shoulder; Crimson gapes as she feels his fingers lock her in his grip. Her curvy nude hardbod glows as does her long red hair. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans seductively as her captor/owner follows some unknown trail into the strange unknown jungle with giant flowers and tulips. She feels his hand relaxes her as she lays over his shoulder and she could only guess where his lovenest is to conquer her easily. "Sorko where are we?" Crimson asks.
"Jotko the Old."
"Our lovenest."
"I thought so," Crimson states and again she feels his hand gently squeezes her. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans again aloud.
After consenting with the mysterious dark elf Sorko,she stands as she lets him retie her wrists behind her bare ass. With his firm hand on her shoulder,Crimson marches out under the control of Sorko. As she follows the trail should could only wonder what lays at the end of the trail.
A bound Crimson,the Own Goddess, tenses as she lays on the mane of his on horn beattle as it lumbers through the erotic island jungle. She tenses when she feels his hand keeping her anchor close to him; she gasps as the dark elf's hand strokes her. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans aloud as his hand squeezes his ginger own goddess with sheer delight.
"Mon who are you?" Crimson pleas.
"I'm Sorko and you belong to me," The powerful elf voice booms. Again strange shapes in the island jungle keep Crimson occupied. She hears surf not to far off. She knows she isn't too far from the beach.
"Where you taking me Sorko?" Crimson inquires as she feels his hand play with her glowing red hair and her blue eyes grow wide at the beauty of the island jungle. She could make out some strange stone shapes as his beattle lumbers through the jungle; his beattle crawls over some broken stones and she feels Sorko's grip tighten over her as it lumbers down into what appears some combo mayan like tuins mixed with some strange hieroglyphic stones. Crimson could only guess what live here eons before--
She feels his steed come to a stop. Sorko jumps off and gathers his bound ginger over his shoulder; Crimson gapes as she feels his fingers lock her in his grip. Her curvy nude hardbod glows as does her long red hair. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans seductively as her captor/owner follows some unknown trail into the strange unknown jungle with giant flowers and tulips. She feels his hand relaxes her as she lays over his shoulder and she could only guess where his lovenest is to conquer her easily. "Sorko where are we?" Crimson asks.
"Jotko the Old."
"Our lovenest."
"I thought so," Crimson states and again she feels his hand gently squeezes her. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans again aloud.
After consenting with the mysterious dark elf Sorko,she stands as she lets him retie her wrists behind her bare ass. With his firm hand on her shoulder,Crimson marches out under the control of Sorko. As she follows the trail should could only wonder what lays at the end of the trail.
Wednesday, April 19, 2017
DarkElves Raid
Near the jungle coastline of the Ownverse....
Crimson and the Nymph didn't see them coming.
The raiders come under the twilight; Crimson struggles with two of them as they cut her from the pole. As the Nymph is slained,Crimson the Own Goddess feels her captors retie her wrists behind her bareback and a silk gag shuts her up. The muscle darkelf smiles with delight as he tosses the ginger own goddess over his shoulder. Crimson bites her gag terrified as strange hands keep in her place the raiders flee. Her blue eyes try to determine where her abductors are taking her too. She feels her body glow and pulsate; her long red hair glows to the other elves delight. They scurry with their ginger prize down the beach.
Crimson feels like she's been grabbed by barbarians. She struggles over leader's shoulder but she feels his hand pressing her keeping her place as they run up a ramp into a Viking like boat with a serpent's head.
Their boat shoves off the beach and quickly returns to see. Crimson lays on wet deck as one of the other elves binds her ankles. She bites her silk gag out of fear more than anything else. She feels the sea splash on her. She looks up at the sky and sees a storm quickly roll in. She looks around the interior of the Viking like boat. Some elves stare back at her out of lust; she could only imagine what the cadre has planned for her.
"Put the babe to sleep."
A dark elf punches her in the face and knocks her out. Crimson slumps on the deck beautiful and inviting to those who stole her.
Hours later...
Crimson stirs awake bound and gagged on a horn beattle steed. She feels the powerful hand of the dark elf as he rides through the jungle. She feels the gag being removed,she shakes her head bewildered. She feels the lustful elf's hand squeeze her gently..OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans. She feels the same hand stroke her long ginger hair.
"What do you want with me?" She pleas.
"You're my pet Goddess Crimson of Earth." The dark elf declares with a victorious voice.
"Uh-Oh," Crimson murmurs as she stares at the dangerous shapes which inhabit the jungles of the Ownverse...
Crimson and the Nymph didn't see them coming.
The raiders come under the twilight; Crimson struggles with two of them as they cut her from the pole. As the Nymph is slained,Crimson the Own Goddess feels her captors retie her wrists behind her bareback and a silk gag shuts her up. The muscle darkelf smiles with delight as he tosses the ginger own goddess over his shoulder. Crimson bites her gag terrified as strange hands keep in her place the raiders flee. Her blue eyes try to determine where her abductors are taking her too. She feels her body glow and pulsate; her long red hair glows to the other elves delight. They scurry with their ginger prize down the beach.
Crimson feels like she's been grabbed by barbarians. She struggles over leader's shoulder but she feels his hand pressing her keeping her place as they run up a ramp into a Viking like boat with a serpent's head.
Their boat shoves off the beach and quickly returns to see. Crimson lays on wet deck as one of the other elves binds her ankles. She bites her silk gag out of fear more than anything else. She feels the sea splash on her. She looks up at the sky and sees a storm quickly roll in. She looks around the interior of the Viking like boat. Some elves stare back at her out of lust; she could only imagine what the cadre has planned for her.
"Put the babe to sleep."
A dark elf punches her in the face and knocks her out. Crimson slumps on the deck beautiful and inviting to those who stole her.
Hours later...
Crimson stirs awake bound and gagged on a horn beattle steed. She feels the powerful hand of the dark elf as he rides through the jungle. She feels the gag being removed,she shakes her head bewildered. She feels the lustful elf's hand squeeze her gently..OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans. She feels the same hand stroke her long ginger hair.
"What do you want with me?" She pleas.
"You're my pet Goddess Crimson of Earth." The dark elf declares with a victorious voice.
"Uh-Oh," Crimson murmurs as she stares at the dangerous shapes which inhabit the jungles of the Ownverse...
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Mercy of the Nymph
Somewhere in the Ownverse...in a strange tower amidst the beautiful erotic jungle.
Crimson lays spread eagle stuggling against her bonds as she lays on a wet grass mound surrounded by some huge daisy like flowers. She doesn't know how long she's been here but the lat thing she recalls is being caress,kissed constantly by the mysterious nymph.During the embrace she consented him as if her will surrendered to him. Her blue eyes search the jungle like room which doesn't feel like a room. Bizarre.
I want be here long,Crimson senses. For her owner is one that likes to be on the move.
His shadow now stands over the Ginger Own Goddess. She glances upward and she lets him conquer her again. It's a short embrace for the nymph cuts her bonds and she stands up erect. As her nude hardbod glows she feels her wrists being forced behind her back and his bolas wrap around her wrists.
"Lay down." The nymph orders.
Crimson does so and she feels his hands wrap another pair of his bolas around her ankles; he hoists her back over his shoulder. She feels the hand squeeze her again and she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
The nymph with his ginger burden over his shoulder ventures to a small veranda,climbs on the ledge and jumps. He lands successfully. Crimson knows she's in the hand of a powerful nymph as she tenses over his shoulder.
"Where we going my grand lover?" she pleas.
The nymph doesn't respond but instead he sees a zebra striped cheetah horse. He quickly takes command of it; seconds later Crimson finds herself on her chest and the Nymph's hand presses her to keep her anchored. She feels the cheetah horse quickly gallup off from the tower as Crimson feels her world spin slow mo. Her long red hair glows as it spins in the wind. She wonders now where the Nymph is taking her in the mysterious vast Ownverse jungle. Moments later the Nymph rides out of the jungle on a sureaal mirror beach. As the Nymph's hand keeps her anchor close to him, she looks at the surreal tourquois ocean which goes for infinite. A oval pink moon rises on the horizon line. Then she looks down the jagged rock costline as the nymph guides his steed. It's as if he's looking for another love nest for them but Crimson isn't sure. Then he turns his cheetah steed into a large cove not far from the beach. He first climbs off his steed as he lets Crimson lay. She's courious what's he's going to do next since he remove a collasple pole from its leather sheath--
He embeds the pole in solid sand. Then the nymph returns for her; he cuts her ankle bonds first and with his sword at her bareback Crimson marches submissively toward the pole. The pole lowers slightly and he places her bound wrists on a latch. The poles rises up and out of the pole she feels human hands grasp her ankles.
What does this nymph have plan for me? She speculates as she gazes around but to hear the surf on the beach gives her comfort. Will this Nymph trade me or sell me when he's done?
For now Crimson feels the future is clouded. She feels the nymph grab her again and she succumbs to his embraces as the large moon rises higher. "More..." she murmurs.
Crimson lays spread eagle stuggling against her bonds as she lays on a wet grass mound surrounded by some huge daisy like flowers. She doesn't know how long she's been here but the lat thing she recalls is being caress,kissed constantly by the mysterious nymph.During the embrace she consented him as if her will surrendered to him. Her blue eyes search the jungle like room which doesn't feel like a room. Bizarre.
I want be here long,Crimson senses. For her owner is one that likes to be on the move.
His shadow now stands over the Ginger Own Goddess. She glances upward and she lets him conquer her again. It's a short embrace for the nymph cuts her bonds and she stands up erect. As her nude hardbod glows she feels her wrists being forced behind her back and his bolas wrap around her wrists.
"Lay down." The nymph orders.
Crimson does so and she feels his hands wrap another pair of his bolas around her ankles; he hoists her back over his shoulder. She feels the hand squeeze her again and she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
The nymph with his ginger burden over his shoulder ventures to a small veranda,climbs on the ledge and jumps. He lands successfully. Crimson knows she's in the hand of a powerful nymph as she tenses over his shoulder.
"Where we going my grand lover?" she pleas.
The nymph doesn't respond but instead he sees a zebra striped cheetah horse. He quickly takes command of it; seconds later Crimson finds herself on her chest and the Nymph's hand presses her to keep her anchored. She feels the cheetah horse quickly gallup off from the tower as Crimson feels her world spin slow mo. Her long red hair glows as it spins in the wind. She wonders now where the Nymph is taking her in the mysterious vast Ownverse jungle. Moments later the Nymph rides out of the jungle on a sureaal mirror beach. As the Nymph's hand keeps her anchor close to him, she looks at the surreal tourquois ocean which goes for infinite. A oval pink moon rises on the horizon line. Then she looks down the jagged rock costline as the nymph guides his steed. It's as if he's looking for another love nest for them but Crimson isn't sure. Then he turns his cheetah steed into a large cove not far from the beach. He first climbs off his steed as he lets Crimson lay. She's courious what's he's going to do next since he remove a collasple pole from its leather sheath--
He embeds the pole in solid sand. Then the nymph returns for her; he cuts her ankle bonds first and with his sword at her bareback Crimson marches submissively toward the pole. The pole lowers slightly and he places her bound wrists on a latch. The poles rises up and out of the pole she feels human hands grasp her ankles.
What does this nymph have plan for me? She speculates as she gazes around but to hear the surf on the beach gives her comfort. Will this Nymph trade me or sell me when he's done?
For now Crimson feels the future is clouded. She feels the nymph grab her again and she succumbs to his embraces as the large moon rises higher. "More..." she murmurs.
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