Babe of Conquest

The vast Plains Arania  at the edge of the strange jungle of the Neververse....
Hours later...

The pans acquired hideous looking odd legged Black Widow spiders. Once the second in command aquire them both the strong lead pan grab Nena by her arm and walked her to his hideous ugly spider. The uname Pan climb on first and then he grab the smaller busty hardbod Nena and place her close to him like she's a rare trophy of this alien jungle.
The leader large hands manhandle his Nena gently and he places her close to him. She swears for a moment she's a an obsessive gleam in his eyes and his expersion. She wonders if the Bollum sold her to a pair madmen.
She feels his powerful slim fingers on her bare ass. She feels a sense of his power as his fingers seem to pierce her bare flesh. Nena doesn't say anything as thier hideous black widow steeds thrunder into the surreal grassy desert plain.
 Nena feels a sense of relaxation overwhelm her hardbod and mind. She sees no point in fighting her captors. They're stronger and she's smaller. Nena murmurs "So I'm your babe of conquest."
"Yes, my human." The pan gleams back at her as she feels his control and power assert over her. She stares blankly at the wild surreal plains of Arania and she sees the beautiful alien sun setting. It's been a few hours she realizes since the Bollum betrayed her and sold her to these mysterious Pans.
 Nena shut her eyes and let's the evening dusk overwhelm her. She welcomes the cool air of evening as she rests on the Pan's spider.
"Where are we going my master," Nena asks. Her brown glint under a rising moon and shoulder length redhair glows. She feels like a helpless Greek damsel in a myth of the Pans she heard long ago when she traveled to Greece long ago. Now she's been sold to Pan on alien world.
"The Place hidden by Mists my Nena of Earth," The Pan answers.
  She feels his spider turn. She can't help but admire her captor for his handling of his spider.
 
   Minutes later...
  The beautiful alien moonlight filters through a strange red then blue mist. Nena feels the mist moistness against her skin along with the poessissive Pan. Since she's been bound she knows she can't escape them but she looks around for this "Place" hidden by the mists. All she hears blood curtling sounds in the mists and shadows of the strange jungle. She hardly moves when the Pan kisses her cheek. She stirs and the Pan smiles that the sexy buxem human is still alive.
 "What is this Place you speak of?" Nena inquires.
  The Pan doesn't answer.
All she knows his personal babe of conquest.