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.
Sunday, February 2, 2020
Wednesday, January 15, 2020
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.
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.
Tuesday, December 3, 2019
Nena Escapes
Skull Island several weeks later...close to midnight...
Nena stirs to the smell of smoke. As she becomes more awake and aware of her new sitiution,she sees fires and beast attack her captors. The fire rips through the village. She finds her map and her knife. The moment she grabs them she jumps out of the hut and flees toward the blackness of jungle. She has no idea where she's going. But she doesn't care until she gets her bearings.
To her shock and awe,she's no longer nude but in a sleek yellow sling thong slingkini. She quickly moves on her barefeet and she reaches an area far from the burning village. She hears the dwarves scream till thier death.
Nena catches her breath. As she props herself against a coconut tree, she ties her knife back to her thigh and slides her map back behind it. Already she knows she's deep in Skull Island how far inland she has no idea. But for now she wants rest.
She's time but she isn't sure how much.
Nena drifts asleep. She drifts into a deep sleep.
Dawn.
Nena wakes up and stretches her muscles. She feels now fitful and rested and her brown eyes check out her new terrain. In the distant she sees black and white smoke rise of what's left the dwarve's village. The last thing she recalls that she had been in a jar and a Barbie doll for one to play with. Still she has no idea where she is. She figures she's still in the vast black jungle.
"Let's see where am I," She murmurs.
Nena removes her map and looks at it. The map takes on some weird magic properties and it appears in 3D to her. "Strange," She remarks to herself. Either way she realizes she's somewhere on the surreal map. She isn't sure where this strange map is taking her. She gives the map a much closer look and it resembles it had been drawn sometime in the 1930s. She soaks in the various details. She folds map back and replaces it back under the knife sheath.
She rises upward and ventures back into the sunlight. The warm sun feels good and the beautiful clear blue skys.
As she ventures down a new trail, it takes her out of the black jungle all together and she finds herself on a beautiful grassy savannah. From a distance the island is beautiful.
She doesn't look back at the black jungle. On the map it had been labeled the Nightmare Jungle. For now her eyes search for a horse to ride. The wet green grass feels good under her barefeet. The wind whips her beautiful brown hair...she sees a river in front of her.
"Wildlife," She murmurs as she stares at the smaller rhinos drinking water...
The lovely castaway stares beyond the river.
She feels the vast unknown staring back at her.
Nena stirs to the smell of smoke. As she becomes more awake and aware of her new sitiution,she sees fires and beast attack her captors. The fire rips through the village. She finds her map and her knife. The moment she grabs them she jumps out of the hut and flees toward the blackness of jungle. She has no idea where she's going. But she doesn't care until she gets her bearings.
To her shock and awe,she's no longer nude but in a sleek yellow sling thong slingkini. She quickly moves on her barefeet and she reaches an area far from the burning village. She hears the dwarves scream till thier death.
Nena catches her breath. As she props herself against a coconut tree, she ties her knife back to her thigh and slides her map back behind it. Already she knows she's deep in Skull Island how far inland she has no idea. But for now she wants rest.
She's time but she isn't sure how much.
Nena drifts asleep. She drifts into a deep sleep.
Dawn.
Nena wakes up and stretches her muscles. She feels now fitful and rested and her brown eyes check out her new terrain. In the distant she sees black and white smoke rise of what's left the dwarve's village. The last thing she recalls that she had been in a jar and a Barbie doll for one to play with. Still she has no idea where she is. She figures she's still in the vast black jungle.
"Let's see where am I," She murmurs.
Nena removes her map and looks at it. The map takes on some weird magic properties and it appears in 3D to her. "Strange," She remarks to herself. Either way she realizes she's somewhere on the surreal map. She isn't sure where this strange map is taking her. She gives the map a much closer look and it resembles it had been drawn sometime in the 1930s. She soaks in the various details. She folds map back and replaces it back under the knife sheath.
She rises upward and ventures back into the sunlight. The warm sun feels good and the beautiful clear blue skys.
As she ventures down a new trail, it takes her out of the black jungle all together and she finds herself on a beautiful grassy savannah. From a distance the island is beautiful.
She doesn't look back at the black jungle. On the map it had been labeled the Nightmare Jungle. For now her eyes search for a horse to ride. The wet green grass feels good under her barefeet. The wind whips her beautiful brown hair...she sees a river in front of her.
"Wildlife," She murmurs as she stares at the smaller rhinos drinking water...
The lovely castaway stares beyond the river.
She feels the vast unknown staring back at her.
Sunday, November 17, 2019
Nena in a jar
Somewhere in Skull Island a few hours later...
Nena stirs awake with her head feeling like she's having a hangover.
She's schackled to a pole amidists some burning bonfires. She's been disarmed and her map is missing. She has no idea why the dwarves want her unless maybe a sacrifice to thier diety or gods. Her camo slingkini is in tatters but at this point it doesn't matter. The dwarves haven't really harmed her and she figures they've never seen a babe like her before.
She hears the cackle of fires around her and struggles to break her bonds. She knows at she's vulernable at thier whims. Nena's brown eyes try to pierce the brightness of the flames to get grasp of the jungle around her again.
She knows she's in the interior but how far she can only guess. Above a shadow of a reptile bird sweps her above her overhead. The bright moon brings a surrealness around her. Nena hears a snap of a finger and she drifts asleep...
Moments later...
She stir awakes and feels a glass surface beneath her and she becomes counsicious she's startled and rushes to the glass. She places her hands on the glass and yells "LET ME OUT YOU MONSTERS!!!"
Suddenly giant stubby fingers reach in and grasp her. Nena gapes at her small size as she stares at big eye dwarf who reminds her of some unearthy troll. She struggles violently but she can't break his grip of his fingers. Just the enormirty of regular things freaks her out and she feels like she's in some surreal fantasy but it's very real. She feels the dwarf's thumb on her chest as she struggles. Now she feels like she's in King Kong mixed with Thumblina.
"Are you going to keep me?" Nena begs.
The mysterious dwarf doesn't answer. The night is strange already and has gotten stranger already. She can't help think she's part of some surreal doll collection but she doesn't see anything else human like her...
The stubby fingers remove her ripped slingbikini off of her and she struggles as she's chained between two stone totem poles. She struggles violently but all she sees is the dwarf smiling at her as if she's his doll of keeps....
Nena stirs awake with her head feeling like she's having a hangover.
She's schackled to a pole amidists some burning bonfires. She's been disarmed and her map is missing. She has no idea why the dwarves want her unless maybe a sacrifice to thier diety or gods. Her camo slingkini is in tatters but at this point it doesn't matter. The dwarves haven't really harmed her and she figures they've never seen a babe like her before.
She hears the cackle of fires around her and struggles to break her bonds. She knows at she's vulernable at thier whims. Nena's brown eyes try to pierce the brightness of the flames to get grasp of the jungle around her again.
She knows she's in the interior but how far she can only guess. Above a shadow of a reptile bird sweps her above her overhead. The bright moon brings a surrealness around her. Nena hears a snap of a finger and she drifts asleep...
Moments later...
She stir awakes and feels a glass surface beneath her and she becomes counsicious she's startled and rushes to the glass. She places her hands on the glass and yells "LET ME OUT YOU MONSTERS!!!"
Suddenly giant stubby fingers reach in and grasp her. Nena gapes at her small size as she stares at big eye dwarf who reminds her of some unearthy troll. She struggles violently but she can't break his grip of his fingers. Just the enormirty of regular things freaks her out and she feels like she's in some surreal fantasy but it's very real. She feels the dwarf's thumb on her chest as she struggles. Now she feels like she's in King Kong mixed with Thumblina.
"Are you going to keep me?" Nena begs.
The mysterious dwarf doesn't answer. The night is strange already and has gotten stranger already. She can't help think she's part of some surreal doll collection but she doesn't see anything else human like her...
The stubby fingers remove her ripped slingbikini off of her and she struggles as she's chained between two stone totem poles. She struggles violently but all she sees is the dwarf smiling at her as if she's his doll of keeps....
Sunday, November 10, 2019
Nena and the 7 dwarves
Skull Island several weeks later...
The tropical typhoon had washed away Mud Thing and Nena is left to fend for herself. Despite the winds of the typhoon,she found shelter in a vacated hole and the howling wind put to her sleep. When she awoke from one of her dream and she stretched her muscled arms, she feels the rays of the sun shine into the hole.
Despite the down trees from the typhoon,she manage to get out the strange black jungle with no problem. She's determined to get as far as she can and her slingbikini hardbod welcomes the sun. As she ventures upon a huge grass blade savannah she on a plateau she has no idea where she is but the strange path of the map which she's been one now, she sees some raptors devour thier prey a herbivore dinosaur. She now feels like Raquel Welch in that movie One Million Years BC. Except her circumstances are much different and perhaps dire.
Nena plays it smart and keeps her distance from the primitive raptors. Her brown eyes search for other means to ftransport to ride on. It take her long to find one either. She finds a dinosaur which looks alien to her but acts like a tame horse. It's a herbivore and she tames it. She climbs on it and she steers the dino in a directerion off the plateau. It didn't take long for her dino steed which has found a path downward and she finds herself in a valley with the mountains in the distance. Evidence of the typhoon damage is everywhere.
"I may have to venture back on foot," she murmurs.
As the dino steed ventures through large downed trees, all of sudden her quiet ride is disrupted. when a net drops and she's scooped up. The buxem hardbod panics as the net seems to swing around off the path and Nena sees some strange dwarves standing below with a devious smile on thier faces.
"Uh OH." She breathes.
She feels the net drop to the ground and she spills out of it. "Who are you?" She gasps as she feels one of the dwarves bound her wrists behind her bare back. "Ah we have a lovely human."
Nena shudders on what's to come. The lead dwarf throws a loose leash around her neck. With a tug Nena follows behind as the other dwarves do the same. She feels a long spear tap her shoulder to walk and not reisist so much.
Nena is shocked that dwarves have cleverly captured her. Nena and her dwarves are swallowed up in the beautiful jungle. Nena shudders at the thought why the want her for now....
The tropical typhoon had washed away Mud Thing and Nena is left to fend for herself. Despite the winds of the typhoon,she found shelter in a vacated hole and the howling wind put to her sleep. When she awoke from one of her dream and she stretched her muscled arms, she feels the rays of the sun shine into the hole.
Despite the down trees from the typhoon,she manage to get out the strange black jungle with no problem. She's determined to get as far as she can and her slingbikini hardbod welcomes the sun. As she ventures upon a huge grass blade savannah she on a plateau she has no idea where she is but the strange path of the map which she's been one now, she sees some raptors devour thier prey a herbivore dinosaur. She now feels like Raquel Welch in that movie One Million Years BC. Except her circumstances are much different and perhaps dire.
Nena plays it smart and keeps her distance from the primitive raptors. Her brown eyes search for other means to ftransport to ride on. It take her long to find one either. She finds a dinosaur which looks alien to her but acts like a tame horse. It's a herbivore and she tames it. She climbs on it and she steers the dino in a directerion off the plateau. It didn't take long for her dino steed which has found a path downward and she finds herself in a valley with the mountains in the distance. Evidence of the typhoon damage is everywhere.
"I may have to venture back on foot," she murmurs.
As the dino steed ventures through large downed trees, all of sudden her quiet ride is disrupted. when a net drops and she's scooped up. The buxem hardbod panics as the net seems to swing around off the path and Nena sees some strange dwarves standing below with a devious smile on thier faces.
"Uh OH." She breathes.
She feels the net drop to the ground and she spills out of it. "Who are you?" She gasps as she feels one of the dwarves bound her wrists behind her bare back. "Ah we have a lovely human."
Nena shudders on what's to come. The lead dwarf throws a loose leash around her neck. With a tug Nena follows behind as the other dwarves do the same. She feels a long spear tap her shoulder to walk and not reisist so much.
Nena is shocked that dwarves have cleverly captured her. Nena and her dwarves are swallowed up in the beautiful jungle. Nena shudders at the thought why the want her for now....
Wednesday, October 23, 2019
Mud Thing keeps Nena
Somewhere in the bizarre black jungle..several midnights later..
Nena has bee been tied to the ancient X pole for sometime. For days and nights she'd been the witch's captive to play with. She wasn't never harmed to her surprise and shock. The witch would shrink her to Barbie doll size and use her as her personal play thing.
But not tonight...
She loosens her bonds and she swears she hears the witches shireks then silence from her hut. Already she dreaded this part of the strange black jungle and just wanted to get out. In the moonlight she swears she sees varied shadows of dinos long since extinct. She has no idea of what's come as she drops her and passes out again. The witch has drugged her...
A few hours later...
She feels a familiar large hand keeping her anchored on a small lizard steed. As she stirs awake she murmurs "What happened."
"Your now mind my sexy human Nena," Mud Thing declares.
His cool grip upon her bare flesh makes her shiver in fear as she gazes blankly at the surreal black jungle.
"I killed the witch," Mud Thing declares.
"Well since you have me,you can keep me," Nena concedes. The strange surreal roars of monsters unknown send slight shivers down Nena's spine. With her wrists bound behind her bare sling camo bikini back and now her ankles bound. She didn't have much choice to surrender to him. Skull Island has taken some Halloween like eeriness about it but not enough to chill her. She knows she sees in a small fraction of land of a larger island off any of the cruising and cargo routes upon the South Pacific.
Nena welcomes Mud Thing kiss on her cheek. She can only guess what other surreal life forms exists her that would want her for thier bidding.
"Where are we going my great one," She muses.
"Some place where we can't be found."
"I doubt that," Nena counters as she feels the cool moonrays on her pronounced buxem hardbod. Her eyes dance couriously around as they dark glossy plain and she feels the wind blow against her cheek. She sees the vast openness of the strange savannah which reminds her that the island feels so unearthy almost alien.
"I'm another world," Nena murmurs as she feels Mud Thing powerful fingers play with her beautiful brown hair. An overwhelming sense helplessness now conquers her.
Nena has bee been tied to the ancient X pole for sometime. For days and nights she'd been the witch's captive to play with. She wasn't never harmed to her surprise and shock. The witch would shrink her to Barbie doll size and use her as her personal play thing.
But not tonight...
She loosens her bonds and she swears she hears the witches shireks then silence from her hut. Already she dreaded this part of the strange black jungle and just wanted to get out. In the moonlight she swears she sees varied shadows of dinos long since extinct. She has no idea of what's come as she drops her and passes out again. The witch has drugged her...
A few hours later...
She feels a familiar large hand keeping her anchored on a small lizard steed. As she stirs awake she murmurs "What happened."
"Your now mind my sexy human Nena," Mud Thing declares.
His cool grip upon her bare flesh makes her shiver in fear as she gazes blankly at the surreal black jungle.
"I killed the witch," Mud Thing declares.
"Well since you have me,you can keep me," Nena concedes. The strange surreal roars of monsters unknown send slight shivers down Nena's spine. With her wrists bound behind her bare sling camo bikini back and now her ankles bound. She didn't have much choice to surrender to him. Skull Island has taken some Halloween like eeriness about it but not enough to chill her. She knows she sees in a small fraction of land of a larger island off any of the cruising and cargo routes upon the South Pacific.
Nena welcomes Mud Thing kiss on her cheek. She can only guess what other surreal life forms exists her that would want her for thier bidding.
"Where are we going my great one," She muses.
"Some place where we can't be found."
"I doubt that," Nena counters as she feels the cool moonrays on her pronounced buxem hardbod. Her eyes dance couriously around as they dark glossy plain and she feels the wind blow against her cheek. She sees the vast openness of the strange savannah which reminds her that the island feels so unearthy almost alien.
"I'm another world," Nena murmurs as she feels Mud Thing powerful fingers play with her beautiful brown hair. An overwhelming sense helplessness now conquers her.
Tuesday, October 22, 2019
Witches of the Black Jungle
Somewhere in Skull Island amidst the strange black jungle.
Nena doesn't know how long how many days she's been in the strange surreal black jungle. It seem to go on forever with surreal trails here and there. She had found a digital compass that still work amazingly but the compass would constantly spin its
"Damn," She mutters and throws useless compass into the shadows of the jungle. Then as she's getting her bearings,a luminious tentacle reaches out and grabs her by surprise and Nena screams as she's lifted upward and the strange creature hauls her deeper into the unfamiliar black jungle. She removes her dagger and trys to break free. Yet she can't for the tentacle is too strong.
The creature makes itself known in a small clearing. Nena is sure now she's facing death as she stares down at the intelligent formless blob matter what it is. She let's the creature swallow her and she takes her dagger and claw her way out of the blog monster. Once she cuts it here and there,parts of freeze instantly; The more Nena slashes through the more the creature screams its eerie scream. She cuts an open finaly and rolls out of it with plasma goo all over her. Her sling bikini buxem hardbod gleams eerily under the moonlight.
She crawls as far as she could from the dead blob monster.
She slides her dagger back in it's sheath. Now Skull Island takes on an alien like surrealness.
Covered with plasma, she finds a small lake and dives into it. She finds the water refreshing and cool,the water refreshes and clenses her. As Nena rises out of the lake,soaken wet and sexy,her ant steed is waiting for her to her surprise.
A few hours later...
Nena pushes deeper in the enigmatic jungle. She stops her ant for a moment and stares at the map. Unexpectly there's light and smoke in front of her. "What?" She murmurs as she stares at the dark figure emerging from the smoke. The ugly lookin green face red eye witch takes her surprise. She smiles with delight and points her stick. "Ah a lone human."
"Let me pass," Nena protests.
"You belong to me," The green face witch declares. She points her wand and quickly her wrists are force behind her bareback. Nena trys to fight her magic but she can't as she force to dismount and she pulled to the witch. As Nena now stands bewildered,confused--the witch points her wand to a puddle of mud and the mud forms into a taller muscular creature. The witch orders "Sieze her.She comes with us."
The mud creature gathers Nena over his shoulder. Real fear now grips Nena as her captors disappear with her in the shadows of the black jungle. She squirms under the powerful mud creature's hand as they head toward a black shadow castle which appeared out of no where.
Nena doesn't know how long how many days she's been in the strange surreal black jungle. It seem to go on forever with surreal trails here and there. She had found a digital compass that still work amazingly but the compass would constantly spin its
"Damn," She mutters and throws useless compass into the shadows of the jungle. Then as she's getting her bearings,a luminious tentacle reaches out and grabs her by surprise and Nena screams as she's lifted upward and the strange creature hauls her deeper into the unfamiliar black jungle. She removes her dagger and trys to break free. Yet she can't for the tentacle is too strong.
The creature makes itself known in a small clearing. Nena is sure now she's facing death as she stares down at the intelligent formless blob matter what it is. She let's the creature swallow her and she takes her dagger and claw her way out of the blog monster. Once she cuts it here and there,parts of freeze instantly; The more Nena slashes through the more the creature screams its eerie scream. She cuts an open finaly and rolls out of it with plasma goo all over her. Her sling bikini buxem hardbod gleams eerily under the moonlight.
She crawls as far as she could from the dead blob monster.
She slides her dagger back in it's sheath. Now Skull Island takes on an alien like surrealness.
Covered with plasma, she finds a small lake and dives into it. She finds the water refreshing and cool,the water refreshes and clenses her. As Nena rises out of the lake,soaken wet and sexy,her ant steed is waiting for her to her surprise.
A few hours later...
Nena pushes deeper in the enigmatic jungle. She stops her ant for a moment and stares at the map. Unexpectly there's light and smoke in front of her. "What?" She murmurs as she stares at the dark figure emerging from the smoke. The ugly lookin green face red eye witch takes her surprise. She smiles with delight and points her stick. "Ah a lone human."
"Let me pass," Nena protests.
"You belong to me," The green face witch declares. She points her wand and quickly her wrists are force behind her bareback. Nena trys to fight her magic but she can't as she force to dismount and she pulled to the witch. As Nena now stands bewildered,confused--the witch points her wand to a puddle of mud and the mud forms into a taller muscular creature. The witch orders "Sieze her.She comes with us."
The mud creature gathers Nena over his shoulder. Real fear now grips Nena as her captors disappear with her in the shadows of the black jungle. She squirms under the powerful mud creature's hand as they head toward a black shadow castle which appeared out of no where.
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