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.
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