If something wants me,they will find me,Crimson thought.
Deep in the mysterious Own Goddess Sanctuary..
The mask intruders took a daze Crimson by surprise.
"Nooooooooooooo you can't have me," as the muscle bronze mask intruder cradles the green lingerie clad redhead in his arms.Still daze she can't fight back but Crimson didn't want to risk it; as she struggles the more his hands tighten thier grip. Crimson could only guess where's taken too. The intrlopers takes her into a parlor and lays her on a mound of sweet flowers and Crimson the Own Goddess finds herself making out with them both and she screams in delight. In a matter minutes she surrenders to the mysterious bronze mask creature. Crimson realizes she's in her own Consent Parlor and the feeling is surreal.
Once again she finds herself nude as the tall muscle mask creature binds her wrists behind her bare hardbod. Crimson says "Now you own me who are you?"
"The manbeasts of Styx."
"What's Styx?"
"You'll find out."
The mask manbeast throws Crimson over his brawny shoulder and his companion follow a small stream as the rejunivated Crimson struggles over his shoulder; his squeezes her and she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. As they reach some unknown steps his fellow manbeast plays with her long glistening red orange hair, They journey down the spiral steps for a several minutes,
For Crimson it feels like an eternity.
As she gazes around she realizes she's in a world within a world.
Crimson now lays on the mane of a huge tusk boar and she feels the full grip of the mask manbeast as she moans softly OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. She feels the manbeast assert his power over her as a new jungle spin in slo mo in front and around her. She could only imagine in the bizarre jungle of Styx what the manbeasts want with her. She wonders what unknown dangers lay ahead for her...all she knows she's owned.
Sunday, December 24, 2017
Sunday, October 29, 2017
Interim Dreams of Her Earth Lover
In the Mesa of the Waterfalls in the erotic Ownverse...
In the casket as Crimson sleeps her hardboy heels,yet as she sleeps the mysterious crysaline waters awake memories she lost and her lost menories take the shape of vivid drems.
A large Victorian house with a long pier which extends into a shimmering lake. Details are vague and fractured as her mind trys to pull the detals together--
She knows that they lived together and her lover Chuck is older and handsome for his age, He never rushed her in their relationship they took their time, They were equels in their relationship and she figured that's why it worked. She stands in the familiar teak floored living room--
The scene spins and changes:Crimson herself in his king size bed under the warm covers and her long orange red hair glows; outside a blizzard snow falls and the wind howls.They'te together and he rolls her under the warm covers; his touch is gentle powefuk for his age but to Crimson he's the best thing that ever happen. "Conquer me," she coos softly.
"Of course."
They love make into the early evening, Outside the blizzard has subsided to falling snow.
They prop themselves againt the bedreat and Chuck toys with her long orange redhair with his fingers and she teases: "You have a fetish for my hair."
"So what you have soft hair," he counters.
He takes her in his arms again and he gives a hard kiss on her lips; one thing she knows he couldn't keep his hands off of her--
The dream memory goes black as the pristine waters engulf her again in her long deep sleep. The waters churn repairing her scars,cuts,bruises. The pristine waters work its magic over her again for the final time...then the waters drain out of her casket back to the flowing glistening streams. The cssket swings open...
Crimson falls to the ground and moans as she stirs awake from her long sleep. She's soaken wet still from her rejuvimation. She feels like a new babe as she stands up and survey her surroundings,she doesn't recall much except buring Bloodface,
Unbeknowist to the exotic redhead she's being watched by creatures unknown.
In the casket as Crimson sleeps her hardboy heels,yet as she sleeps the mysterious crysaline waters awake memories she lost and her lost menories take the shape of vivid drems.
A large Victorian house with a long pier which extends into a shimmering lake. Details are vague and fractured as her mind trys to pull the detals together--
She knows that they lived together and her lover Chuck is older and handsome for his age, He never rushed her in their relationship they took their time, They were equels in their relationship and she figured that's why it worked. She stands in the familiar teak floored living room--
The scene spins and changes:Crimson herself in his king size bed under the warm covers and her long orange red hair glows; outside a blizzard snow falls and the wind howls.They'te together and he rolls her under the warm covers; his touch is gentle powefuk for his age but to Crimson he's the best thing that ever happen. "Conquer me," she coos softly.
"Of course."
They love make into the early evening, Outside the blizzard has subsided to falling snow.
They prop themselves againt the bedreat and Chuck toys with her long orange redhair with his fingers and she teases: "You have a fetish for my hair."
"So what you have soft hair," he counters.
He takes her in his arms again and he gives a hard kiss on her lips; one thing she knows he couldn't keep his hands off of her--
The dream memory goes black as the pristine waters engulf her again in her long deep sleep. The waters churn repairing her scars,cuts,bruises. The pristine waters work its magic over her again for the final time...then the waters drain out of her casket back to the flowing glistening streams. The cssket swings open...
Crimson falls to the ground and moans as she stirs awake from her long sleep. She's soaken wet still from her rejuvimation. She feels like a new babe as she stands up and survey her surroundings,she doesn't recall much except buring Bloodface,
Unbeknowist to the exotic redhead she's being watched by creatures unknown.
Tuesday, October 24, 2017
Mesa of Enchanted Waterfalls
Somewhere above the skys of the surreal Ownverse
Bloodface clutches his Crimson and guides hi blavk eagle towar a mesa which shoots out glistening waters on all sides.
She feels his hand squeeze her gently: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh, She feels power shoot up her spine like a reminder whose in charge.She gazes at the surreal mesa as it draws closer. Then she feels his grip her tighter as his bird dives toward a large hole and her long orange red hait blows in the wind as she gapes at the latge hole; suddenly the earth swolows then up.
He crcles his black bird over a lush jungles with running shimmering streams. Crimson feels his bird land she can only guess what Bloodface has plan. Often the unknown scares her and that's what happening now.
You're dying,she senses,death is slowly claiming your lifeforce...
Moments later
Crimson layed ubtied,unbound on the sweet smelling rosey bed. As she spends his last hours with Bloodface she embraces him madly,she feels his hand run through her glowing orange red hair and she remarks "I'm tired.Exhausted,"
As death slowly reclaims him, Bloodface poinst out this is the Own Goddess Sancutary; Crimsom gazes around at rhe ancient preserve statues and embedded in the wall across from her in a gold and glass mummy like casket; yet she knows things here aren't what they seem. Minutes later BloodSkull dies and she lightly kisses his lips. Upon his death she removes a scroll and reads it.
"I know what to do."
In over an she buries BloodSkull's corpse by covering him in rocks near a running. Crimson sees no need to mark his grave. Despite her grief,tears running out of her eyes,she feels physically and mentally exhausted, Her immortally has limits she releasizes,
Out of no where a small podium with two quartz crystals appears--
She ventures to it and by instinct she turns the first quartz crystal and the strange beautiful casket opens, She runs to it with all her energy and steps into it. The casket door shuts as she feels aches and pains in her hardbody. As Crimson shut her eyes she feels crystal clear waters rise over her and falls into a deep dream sleep.
Crimson knows this strange casket is her rejunivation chamber. For now sleeps as the waters heal her all over--for the time bieing,,,
End of Book One
Bloodface clutches his Crimson and guides hi blavk eagle towar a mesa which shoots out glistening waters on all sides.
She feels his hand squeeze her gently: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh, She feels power shoot up her spine like a reminder whose in charge.She gazes at the surreal mesa as it draws closer. Then she feels his grip her tighter as his bird dives toward a large hole and her long orange red hait blows in the wind as she gapes at the latge hole; suddenly the earth swolows then up.
He crcles his black bird over a lush jungles with running shimmering streams. Crimson feels his bird land she can only guess what Bloodface has plan. Often the unknown scares her and that's what happening now.
You're dying,she senses,death is slowly claiming your lifeforce...
Moments later
Crimson layed ubtied,unbound on the sweet smelling rosey bed. As she spends his last hours with Bloodface she embraces him madly,she feels his hand run through her glowing orange red hair and she remarks "I'm tired.Exhausted,"
As death slowly reclaims him, Bloodface poinst out this is the Own Goddess Sancutary; Crimsom gazes around at rhe ancient preserve statues and embedded in the wall across from her in a gold and glass mummy like casket; yet she knows things here aren't what they seem. Minutes later BloodSkull dies and she lightly kisses his lips. Upon his death she removes a scroll and reads it.
"I know what to do."
In over an she buries BloodSkull's corpse by covering him in rocks near a running. Crimson sees no need to mark his grave. Despite her grief,tears running out of her eyes,she feels physically and mentally exhausted, Her immortally has limits she releasizes,
Out of no where a small podium with two quartz crystals appears--
She ventures to it and by instinct she turns the first quartz crystal and the strange beautiful casket opens, She runs to it with all her energy and steps into it. The casket door shuts as she feels aches and pains in her hardbody. As Crimson shut her eyes she feels crystal clear waters rise over her and falls into a deep dream sleep.
Crimson knows this strange casket is her rejunivation chamber. For now sleeps as the waters heal her all over--for the time bieing,,,
End of Book One
Sunday, September 24, 2017
Seller's Quarry
Somewhere in the erotic Ownverse on MuscleNode Isle
His dark Urchins comtroled Crimson,
Keeping her wrists bound brhund her bareback,now a leash around her neck, the Urchins lead the exotic redfead intu a dark garden. The MuscleNode made sure Crimson face the cunsqences of her escape,just days ago she consented with the node and now he can control her, The Urchin busted in her room and took her against her will and they lead her to a medium size mound. She lets the urchins tie her spread eagle and she faces the sky,
She stares at the surreal moons and they're in their various phases which means her selling cycle has started,Everything happens in blur...
She now finds herself on the Node's grotesque dragonfly and she's bound once again; she feel his hand squeeze her OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans helplessly. Her nude supple hardbod glows and as does her long orange redhait. She feels his lips kiss her bareback. Crimson feels his insect steed bank and turm as she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Below Crimson sees a snake like canyon and it draws closer quickly. The erotic jungle glistens above the quarry canyon, She feels his ugly dragonfly land with a soft thud-
Crimson feels her ankle bonds being cut.
The muscenode manhandles the sensous redhair to her barefeet, The musclenode gently shoves her forward and orders "March Goddess."
"Yes,mon."
With his staff at her beautiful bareback Crimson does as told until they arrive at an oasis in the desert like quarry canyon, Crimson drops to her knees.
A dark cloak entity lands his black long beak eagle and Crimson recognizes its Bloodface, Like a thief he hops his bird steed,kills the musclenode instantly and takes control of the redhead.
She says, "I knew you would find me."
Seconds later Crimson rests on the mane of his black eagle as it rises out of the Seller's Quarry. Crimson feels hand squeeze her OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans as she feels a sharp spark up her spine.
Crimson has been reclaimed.
His dark Urchins comtroled Crimson,
Keeping her wrists bound brhund her bareback,now a leash around her neck, the Urchins lead the exotic redfead intu a dark garden. The MuscleNode made sure Crimson face the cunsqences of her escape,just days ago she consented with the node and now he can control her, The Urchin busted in her room and took her against her will and they lead her to a medium size mound. She lets the urchins tie her spread eagle and she faces the sky,
She stares at the surreal moons and they're in their various phases which means her selling cycle has started,Everything happens in blur...
She now finds herself on the Node's grotesque dragonfly and she's bound once again; she feel his hand squeeze her OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans helplessly. Her nude supple hardbod glows and as does her long orange redhait. She feels his lips kiss her bareback. Crimson feels his insect steed bank and turm as she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Below Crimson sees a snake like canyon and it draws closer quickly. The erotic jungle glistens above the quarry canyon, She feels his ugly dragonfly land with a soft thud-
Crimson feels her ankle bonds being cut.
The muscenode manhandles the sensous redhair to her barefeet, The musclenode gently shoves her forward and orders "March Goddess."
"Yes,mon."
With his staff at her beautiful bareback Crimson does as told until they arrive at an oasis in the desert like quarry canyon, Crimson drops to her knees.
A dark cloak entity lands his black long beak eagle and Crimson recognizes its Bloodface, Like a thief he hops his bird steed,kills the musclenode instantly and takes control of the redhead.
She says, "I knew you would find me."
Seconds later Crimson rests on the mane of his black eagle as it rises out of the Seller's Quarry. Crimson feels hand squeeze her OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans as she feels a sharp spark up her spine.
Crimson has been reclaimed.
Monday, September 18, 2017
Escape is Fruitless
Somewhere in the erotic,surreal Ownverse.
On a jungle isle not far from the mainland...
Crimson escaped the musclenode as quickly as she could. She pulled her wrists bonds apart and broke out into a run into the gleaming jungle. She didn't care if a carnivore reptile ate her or she stung by a poison plant, at least she would be away from her owner. She realizes she's brokne a cardinal rule of her ownership but it had been a risk she had to take. She reach a lagoon waterfall and dive into the lagoon and swims to small underwater cavern and the underwater stream carries her out into the waves of the surreal ocean.
She rises up soaken wet and stares at the mainland. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." screams. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." She sees the huge serpents splash in the water. The mainland jungle feels so far away.
She feels trap on the jungle isle.
Crimson stands on the beachhead. She decides the let MuscleNode recapture her it was the best she could do. It wouldn't be long till he finds her. She walks up back into the cool jungle; her guard is down and she leans against a curve palm tree and sleeps. She sleeps until dusk--when she wakes up the mysterious Musclenode hovers over her. He quickly grabs her wrists and reties them behind her back and for added punishment he ties her ankles. Crimson remains silent as if she didn't care;the node throws her over his shoulder and squeezes her bare thighs.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh she moans helplessly.
The eager Musclenode lays her on the mane of his cheetah horse for the ride back to his hidden ebony fortress. Crimson feels the wind whip her long glowing orange redhair as she gazes blankly at the jungle which spins in slow mo. Her blue eyes remain affix as she feel the Musclenode squeeze her gently again OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans.
She hears a base boom of thunder. A drenching rain is coming. She squirms under the powerful hand of the musclenode but she's no match for him. For his powerful fingers keep her grounded close to his saddle. She gazes at the silvery mist...
She sees his dark ebony fortess and dreads the return.
Crimson feels it's just her and the Musclenode on this islae as he returns with his redhair prize.
On a jungle isle not far from the mainland...
Crimson escaped the musclenode as quickly as she could. She pulled her wrists bonds apart and broke out into a run into the gleaming jungle. She didn't care if a carnivore reptile ate her or she stung by a poison plant, at least she would be away from her owner. She realizes she's brokne a cardinal rule of her ownership but it had been a risk she had to take. She reach a lagoon waterfall and dive into the lagoon and swims to small underwater cavern and the underwater stream carries her out into the waves of the surreal ocean.
She rises up soaken wet and stares at the mainland. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." screams. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." She sees the huge serpents splash in the water. The mainland jungle feels so far away.
She feels trap on the jungle isle.
Crimson stands on the beachhead. She decides the let MuscleNode recapture her it was the best she could do. It wouldn't be long till he finds her. She walks up back into the cool jungle; her guard is down and she leans against a curve palm tree and sleeps. She sleeps until dusk--when she wakes up the mysterious Musclenode hovers over her. He quickly grabs her wrists and reties them behind her back and for added punishment he ties her ankles. Crimson remains silent as if she didn't care;the node throws her over his shoulder and squeezes her bare thighs.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh she moans helplessly.
The eager Musclenode lays her on the mane of his cheetah horse for the ride back to his hidden ebony fortress. Crimson feels the wind whip her long glowing orange redhair as she gazes blankly at the jungle which spins in slow mo. Her blue eyes remain affix as she feel the Musclenode squeeze her gently again OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans.
She hears a base boom of thunder. A drenching rain is coming. She squirms under the powerful hand of the musclenode but she's no match for him. For his powerful fingers keep her grounded close to his saddle. She gazes at the silvery mist...
She sees his dark ebony fortess and dreads the return.
Crimson feels it's just her and the Musclenode on this islae as he returns with his redhair prize.
Sunday, September 10, 2017
MuscleNode Isle
Deep in the erotic Ownverse,somewhere...
The dark butterfly silluette sweeps treetop level as it heads out to sea once again. A familiar feminine OHHHHHHHHHHH is heard which makes the two figures look upward. The first one says "He has the Crimson."
"When will we poessess the fair maiden?" his cohort asks.
"Hopefully soon." The dark figure answers.
Crimson squirms as she always does when she lays on a mane of her owner's steed. She feels the mysterious Musclenode's hand squeeze her gently as the harsh sea winds whips her long glowing orange redhair. She tenses her hardbod and asks "Mon who are you?"
"You will find out in time my sweet," the MuscleNode declares. "In time."
She feels his long tongue lick her cheek and then lick her wet back. Crimson is soaken wet from the storm they pass through hours ago it seems. "At least you're tasty." The node responds pleasantly.
Crimson doesn't say anything. She feels the bolas wrapped around her and ankles tug on her and numbness sets in. She takes being bound for transport as a form of control of her; despite begging her owners not to bound her they don't listen. Even being bound for transport is a bit annoying but she takes its as control. She feels the MuscleNode's powerful hand keeping her anchored in place. She tenses her bare ass as the wind blows her glowing red hair; she glances below and sees they're back over beautiful sea again. Crimson could only imagine where the node is taking her She suspects an island not far from the mainland.
Not far at all...
A few hours later...early dusk.
Once his butterfly landed in a tulip field not far from the beach,the MuscleNode places Crimson on her barefeet. She remains still as she feels his knife cut the bolas from her ankles. He whispers in her ear "Don't try to flee from me."
"I wont." Crimson promises as she feels his hand on her shoulder. He forces marches curvy redhair through the erotic jungle. Crimson is going to be march to a clearing and she's going to consent with him and with that consent the Node will have more control over her. She shivers as his hand strokes her long orange redhair as they follow path that goes on forever into his isle. Crimson doesn't guees what lays at the end of it as she hears unearthy squeals and crys of monsters unseen.
The dark butterfly silluette sweeps treetop level as it heads out to sea once again. A familiar feminine OHHHHHHHHHHH is heard which makes the two figures look upward. The first one says "He has the Crimson."
"When will we poessess the fair maiden?" his cohort asks.
"Hopefully soon." The dark figure answers.
Crimson squirms as she always does when she lays on a mane of her owner's steed. She feels the mysterious Musclenode's hand squeeze her gently as the harsh sea winds whips her long glowing orange redhair. She tenses her hardbod and asks "Mon who are you?"
"You will find out in time my sweet," the MuscleNode declares. "In time."
She feels his long tongue lick her cheek and then lick her wet back. Crimson is soaken wet from the storm they pass through hours ago it seems. "At least you're tasty." The node responds pleasantly.
Crimson doesn't say anything. She feels the bolas wrapped around her and ankles tug on her and numbness sets in. She takes being bound for transport as a form of control of her; despite begging her owners not to bound her they don't listen. Even being bound for transport is a bit annoying but she takes its as control. She feels the MuscleNode's powerful hand keeping her anchored in place. She tenses her bare ass as the wind blows her glowing red hair; she glances below and sees they're back over beautiful sea again. Crimson could only imagine where the node is taking her She suspects an island not far from the mainland.
Not far at all...
A few hours later...early dusk.
Once his butterfly landed in a tulip field not far from the beach,the MuscleNode places Crimson on her barefeet. She remains still as she feels his knife cut the bolas from her ankles. He whispers in her ear "Don't try to flee from me."
"I wont." Crimson promises as she feels his hand on her shoulder. He forces marches curvy redhair through the erotic jungle. Crimson is going to be march to a clearing and she's going to consent with him and with that consent the Node will have more control over her. She shivers as his hand strokes her long orange redhair as they follow path that goes on forever into his isle. Crimson doesn't guees what lays at the end of it as she hears unearthy squeals and crys of monsters unseen.
Sunday, September 3, 2017
Fire and Crystal
In among the unknown plateaus above the erotic jungles of the Ownverse.
Bonfire burns and Crimson struggles with the ropes which bind her to a crystal arch. Her long orange redhair glows as she sways back in forth against her bonds. She doesn't know how long she's been with the gargoyle tribe. Already Crimson notes that the moons cycles have change once again and this means she's going to be sold. Her blue eyes glow as her perfect curves glistens under the moonlight/bonfire. At least she gave her all with Simi and his brother Somo,she live up to her sexy rep and now it's time for her to change hands.
"Cut the ginger free Somo," Simi growls.
Since she didn't have sex with the gargoyles for several moon cycles it seems like,she feels her body and mind rejuvenated. Even the deep claw marks that cut in her flesh have healed on their own she notes as Somo cuts her free from the crystal.
Crimson stands erect as she lets Simi slide a crystal clear bag over her. She feels the tie rope wrap around her ankles. Somo gathers the bagged ginger over his shoulder and approaches his hideous looking butterfly. Crimson feels herself plop on the mane of the winged steed and she feels his hand gently pulling her close to him. No escape for this maiden,Crimson thinks as she feels his butterfly rise into the air. She feels the moons tugging on her as she struggles and moans in the bag which covers her. All she knows her buyer is mysterious and waiting in a clearing in the erotic jungle below. What surprises Crimson about this bag is that she can breath move her body except for her ankles. She wants to ask Somo whom she's being taken too but the bag prevents.
She feels his hand grip her tighter as his butterfly ascends swiftly over the jungle. Crimson remains quiet until the bag is removed. The flight feels like an enternity and then she feels the swift moving butterfly land with a thud in a tulip,rose and mushroom field. Crimson gasps as the crystal bag is ripped off of her and she gasps for air. She lets Somo gather her in his arms and places her on her barefeet. She feels her wrists being firmly retied behind her back as her nude curvy bod glows under the moons.
"Who are you selling me to mon," Crimson asks.
Somo doesn't answer as he places his hand on her bare shoulder. He force marches the exotic ginger toward some dark shadow standing beside his own butterfly steed. Crimson couldn't make out her buyer except its mysterious.
"You have her?"
"I do.She's worth it."
The buyer emerges from the shadows. At first Crimson thinks he's a musclenoid but he isn't but a creature close to a musclenoid. His strong human like features appeal to her. "What are you?" she asks.
"A Musclenode. My Crimson."
The Musclenode hands over some rubies and Crimson is handed over to the musclenode. Once the transaction is done,the exotic gingers now lays on her chest once again under the hand of a new buyer. The MuscleNode squeezes her and she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH as the butterfly ascends. into the heavens.
Bonfire burns and Crimson struggles with the ropes which bind her to a crystal arch. Her long orange redhair glows as she sways back in forth against her bonds. She doesn't know how long she's been with the gargoyle tribe. Already Crimson notes that the moons cycles have change once again and this means she's going to be sold. Her blue eyes glow as her perfect curves glistens under the moonlight/bonfire. At least she gave her all with Simi and his brother Somo,she live up to her sexy rep and now it's time for her to change hands.
"Cut the ginger free Somo," Simi growls.
Since she didn't have sex with the gargoyles for several moon cycles it seems like,she feels her body and mind rejuvenated. Even the deep claw marks that cut in her flesh have healed on their own she notes as Somo cuts her free from the crystal.
Crimson stands erect as she lets Simi slide a crystal clear bag over her. She feels the tie rope wrap around her ankles. Somo gathers the bagged ginger over his shoulder and approaches his hideous looking butterfly. Crimson feels herself plop on the mane of the winged steed and she feels his hand gently pulling her close to him. No escape for this maiden,Crimson thinks as she feels his butterfly rise into the air. She feels the moons tugging on her as she struggles and moans in the bag which covers her. All she knows her buyer is mysterious and waiting in a clearing in the erotic jungle below. What surprises Crimson about this bag is that she can breath move her body except for her ankles. She wants to ask Somo whom she's being taken too but the bag prevents.
She feels his hand grip her tighter as his butterfly ascends swiftly over the jungle. Crimson remains quiet until the bag is removed. The flight feels like an enternity and then she feels the swift moving butterfly land with a thud in a tulip,rose and mushroom field. Crimson gasps as the crystal bag is ripped off of her and she gasps for air. She lets Somo gather her in his arms and places her on her barefeet. She feels her wrists being firmly retied behind her back as her nude curvy bod glows under the moons.
"Who are you selling me to mon," Crimson asks.
Somo doesn't answer as he places his hand on her bare shoulder. He force marches the exotic ginger toward some dark shadow standing beside his own butterfly steed. Crimson couldn't make out her buyer except its mysterious.
"You have her?"
"I do.She's worth it."
The buyer emerges from the shadows. At first Crimson thinks he's a musclenoid but he isn't but a creature close to a musclenoid. His strong human like features appeal to her. "What are you?" she asks.
"A Musclenode. My Crimson."
The Musclenode hands over some rubies and Crimson is handed over to the musclenode. Once the transaction is done,the exotic gingers now lays on her chest once again under the hand of a new buyer. The MuscleNode squeezes her and she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH as the butterfly ascends. into the heavens.
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