Huge grassblades,Tiny Nena

 Somewhere amidst the jungles and some ruins somewhere in Skull Island...midnight a few weeks later... 

In the Pompei like structure,Nena awakes from a vivid dream. She doesn't recall the dream but when she trys to wake up the mysterious mystic whom she's been with for months it seems; she let's out a soft squeal and takes his blanket and covers him. Nena grabs his sheath weapon and ties around her back. She's dress still in her yellow thong slingbikini which brought out her wonderful fine curves from her buxem hardbod. 

Fully awake Nena ventures and strikes out into the unknown. That unknown of Skull Island frequently scares and facinates her at the sametime. She weaves her way out of the ruins very easily. She has no idea what lays ahead and she doesn't care for her survival is more on her mind. Still this island has had a lot of surprises and a lot of unknowns. 

"I just need something to ride," she murmurs softly. She forges still into the jungle and for several hours she follows a real bizarre path. By dawn she makes it toward the end of the jungle and she hits by a surprise: before her are tall grassblades and tall tropical flowers. Nena steps into the strange land and she feels like it's Land of the Giants. She follows the path and removes her weapon. Thus far she hasn't seen a huge footprint. But this early morning she's lost again and it seems the island does this to her and her senses. 

"Damn" She murmurs. 

The tall slim grassblades stretch endlessly as if there's no end. Still the unknowns of the world scare her. Already she feels small how small she doesn't know but she continures,she feels some water under her barefeet. She looks around the new diminisional land. She has no idea but there's still that sensation of being watched. 

Being watch it spooks her.

Nena and the Strange Mystic

Somewhere on Skull Island somewhere in the jungle..

With sunrise,Nena glances at the face of her cloaked captor as she feels his hand on her shoulder. Her small buxem nude hardbod is no match for this stranger who found her while she slept days ago. Now she sees his human skeletal face which appears to be a mask. As they draw closer to the Greco Roman ruins she trys to get grasp where she is.
Skull Island has been playing its tricks with her.
She senses some mystic whatever it is discovered her and maybe hasn't seen a human babe like her before. "Who are you?" She ventures.
"Shotar,Nena."
"How do you know my name?"
"I read your thoughts and memories," Shotar replies calmly. "You will do my bidding."
 "If I refuse?"
 "I will kill you." He declares.
"Alright I'll be your sex slave," Nena laments.
 She feels Shotar the Mystic grip her wrists now and she marches forward erect under his grasp. He stops her amidst some of the Greco Roman structures and sniffs her hair.
"Kiss my neck and get over with," Nena declares in a strong voice. "Men of my world love taking me to bed with them."
 "Of course they do," Shotar declares.
So Shotar caress her neck gently with his lips. Nena let's out a soft gasp as she stands. It's as if Shotar has found her phyiscal weakeness with her. Nena bend her head back against him and she feels his lips on her soft skin.
Since being marroned on this surreal island,she realizes how much she misses the affectionate of men who slept with her. She didn't care if she had one night stands,her urges sometime controlled her like some primal spirit let loose. At the sametime she feels the power of the skeletal face mystic at the sametime. She feels his dagger cut her bolas off her wrists.
 "I'm not going to leave you my Shotar," Nena declares.
 She remains with him as she promised. They look around the ruins for a structure to stay for another tropical storm is coming. She lets Shotar slide his hand around her waste. As his captive she knows she can't escape and will not escape.
 As the strong thunder echos. she and Shotar quickly find shelter in a Pompeii like Roman house compete with a mosaic and Nena crashes on the large roman purple coutch. She drifts asleep under the watchfull eye of Shotar,the Mystic.

Nena Captured

Deep somewhere in the strange island...several days later in a driving tropical storm...

Nena stirs awake to a rude awakening.
She lays on the mane of a strange long legged horse as it gallups through the strange surreal jungle. She feels a firm strong hand on her bare bronze ass. She squirms and tenses her muscles in panic when she realizes she's bound. Her powerful abductor,whatever it is, is now control of her. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" she murmurs. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO you can't have me."
"Fiesty aren't we our lovely Castaway Nena," the ominous voice of her abductor declares.
 Nena feels the fingers grip her soaken wet nude bronze buxem hardbod. She glances at the hidden face of her abductor but she can't make out what has captured her. She can't make where there are going for a tropical torrential rain fogs her vison. Its horse moves quickly along a muddy path. She's no longer in the savannah amidst the dinosaurs,she last recalled. She last recalled her last resting place: she'd cross into a field of surreal mushrooms and her exhaustion set in. So she foind a huge mushroom and fell asleep.
 "Whoever you are,you must found me asleep in the strange mushrooms," her mysterious abductor declares.
 "I did."
Nena figures her abductor wants her nude for a reason. Already Skull Island has play its devious tricks on her. She knows the tricks aren't over. She wonders if she'll be rescued.
She feels the strong fingers squeze her muscle hard and she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM....
"Your perfect my Nena."
She doesn't respond. Her small buxem hardbod remains close to him. She didn't like control but her powerful abductor whomerver it is had the advantage...

Evening dusk...
 The storm has cleared out...
With her wrist firmly tied behind her bareback, Nena marches under the guard of her mysterious abductor. She feels his cool hand steer off the path...they march toward what appears to be Greco-Roman ruins....
Worst she doesn't know what her abductor has planned. Nena shutters at the unknown.