Property of the Tribal Witchdoctor

Deep in the erotic Neververse...on a mysterious island on a surreal sea off the mainland jungle...

Some hours later....

Julia stirs awake for a long sleep. 

She finds herself resting on her chest on some wild looking beattle,a firm hand rests on her bare hardbod ass. She feels the hand squeeze her and she lets out her soft moan which echos in the spinning jungle around her. To her horror she find herself still with the strange tribe which found and claimed her hours ago it seems. 

 She feels the cool rays of a large glowing moon on her perfect nude hardbod and the stranger's fingers roam over her with  a gleeful delight. Her long redhair gleams under the rays as if she's lost goddess,in a lost world. She feels her fresh slim silk rope around her wrists while she feels silk bolas weigh her ankles down. 

"They didn't take chances with me," she murmurs softly. "They figure I'll flee from them." 

"Ahhh my human from the stars speaks." A disembodied voice bellows. 

Julia glares at the dark cloak faceless like figure which poessess her. Who are you? She thinks as her brown eyes survey the bizarre dark figure. He intones "You belong to me Julia of Earth." 

Julia goes demur and relaxes her tenses muscles. She could only figure something of intelligence wanted her to begin with in the tribe. So the tribe waited for her to trespass unknowningly into thier territory. She now feels his strange wild beattle going deep into the moonlit surreal wild jungle. Julia realizes she's truly in the unknown.; An unknown fraught with dangers. 

She feels his powerful hand squeeze her again OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM she moans aloud. OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.....she squirms under his hand as a reaction to his grip but her squirming doesn't help the mysterious creature keeps her under his power.At the same time another excited hideous tribesman appears and runs his fingers through her long redhair like she's some coveted capatured prey. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO don't touch me..." Julia mumbles helpless. 

As the night wanes on Julia realizes that the leader of the strange mutant tribe is a witchdoctor of somesort. For every few seconds she feels a magic electtical charge. She can now only guess what her new fate awaits her when this strange tribe thier journy's ends. 

 For now Julia concedes she's property of the tribal witchdoctor.