Somewhere in the skys of the erotic Neververse...
A huge bat soars through the glowing heavens.
Skeltor skillfully steers his huge bat as as his long bony hand remains locked on Nena's bare ass. With her wrists bound,she knows she can't escaper her powerful captor and for her he holds the cards. Her nude curvy buxem hardbod glows under the setting alien sun. Nena stirs awake from a long sleep and welcomes the wind against her face. She notes that Skeltor has lowered his steed in altitude and she senses they must be close to thier destination.
She glances below at the erotic jungle mix with strange colored desert sands. The land is unfamiliar and judging by large surreal beasts it looks dangerous. She feels Skeltor kiss her back again and she sighs. Then she feels his bony fingers stroke her firm soft flesh. Skeltor is satisfied with the rare human from the stars.
Nena feel helpless and at his mercy. A fate she couldn't escape since her capture a day or two ago it seems. She glances below and feels his steed drop lower in altitude and she sees a dark ancient castle a kilometer away which draws closer...
Moments later...his bat circles the strange ebony castle and lands on a huge stone veranda below an even surreal garden. Nena gapes when she sees another Skeltor figure standing as if awaiting thier arrival.
"Two of him are trouble," she half murmurs,half whispers.
Seconds later Nena feels the cool wet stone on her barefeet as she stands with her wrists bound behind her bareback. She stands now between Skeltor and his twin and she force marches under thier arm guard into his keep. She feels like she's entered some house of horrors but she isn't sure.
"You belong to us Nena of Earth," The second one bellows,"so don't get any wild ideas of escaping us. We will find you."
"I'm sure you will," Nena concedes.
The two Skeltors march Nena to a marble like totem pole. Her bonds slip off but she feels live hands grab her wrists pulling her close to the pole and another pair of powerful fingers grip her ankles. She's forced to stand erect which makes her buxem breast thrust forward. She feels the totem pole is alive and around her is a garden.
"No escape for you," Skeltor intones as she caress her lips.
Nena squeals softly "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." She hears malevolent laughter follow....
She's a helpless captive now and at the mercy some power overlords who aren't going to let her go anytime soon...
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