Somewhere in the vast dark jungle of the strange erotic Neververse....time passes...
Julia the redhaired hardbod had tried to escape the tribe. Her attempted escape didn't have success; for she'd been quickly recaptured. The Bollum Mystic who wants her quickly retied her wrists behind her bareback,and wrapped another pair around her barefeet.
Julia is being punished and that she knows.
"Noooooooooooooooooo," she murmurs softly, "noooooooooooooooooooooooooo." The strange mystic Bollum,the leader she assumes, manhandles her over his powerful shoulder. Already the strange surreal painted faces instill fear back into her. She feels powerful fingers now keeping her perfect nude hardbod in place. The tribe resumes thier strange march as if never happened.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Julia moans echos through the strange jungle. She feels powerless against the strange forces that captured her weeks ago. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH as she feels his fingers clasping her flesh. She feels strange electrical surge through her hardbod. Fear has numb her and his strange magic overwhelms her free will.
"I will do your bidding my master," Julia intones. She feels watchful eyes stabbing backing at her and long fingers toying with her long beautiful redhair. She realizes that the times the unknown forces have a way making her feel helpless.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans again...
The indigenous tribe continues on thier zealot march and Julia knows that nothing can't save her this time. She glances at the huge trees above. Yes, this Neververse has ways with her she doesn't understand.
At times she feels like an exotic waif.
The Mystic Bollum reminds her of her place in the this jungle. Yet she has no clue where they're taking her; suddenly she feels dizzy and she shuts her eyes. Sleep overwhelms her for the last thing she hears are plopping of feet.
Hours later....\
Julia stirs awake. It's night fall and the bright moons cast down on her its rays. She finds tied by both her ankles and wrists to a primitive large bone X. She feels like now some exotic castaway on an island and the cannibals have bound her for thier ends. Julia droops her head,her long redhair gleams as she hears thier unearthy crys and shrieks in the night....
She knows there not done with her....
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