Dark Lair,Helpless Nena

Deep,deep in the unknown Neververse jungle...
A mystterious glowing  fog settles in.
Nena,resting over the Warlock's shoulder,opens her eyes. The glowing fog has settle in around them and she feels the Warlock hover closer to his lair. The evening is quiet as she stares down at the surreal landbridge below her. She feels his many fingers keep her lock in a vice like grip as she feels a pair of heavy bolas weigh down her ankles.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans inaudibly.
Nena still yearns for the erotic jungle and ruins of Neververse. But not on this night.
She lost track of time since the Warlock seized her in the jungle days ago it seems. Yet to her it feels like months.
Nena feels frequent surge of magic surge through her nude glistening hardbod. His power reminds her she's meek against him.
"Why do you want me?" She pleas softly.
The Warlock doesn't answer but she feels an imposing stone structure coming near. She feels other eyes staring at her. Nena knows that the strange glowing fog has kept her hidden. She knows no one who desires her will not find her.
She now belongs to the Warlock and no one else.

His lair a few minutes later....
 Nena stood silently as she feels the Warlock maintain his control of her. With his hand now on her shoulder he marches her out of barren stone ante room and down a corridor that appears out of no where. She feels the strong clutch of his fingers as they keep in her place. With her wrists still bound behind her back,she drops her head as a sign of surrender and submission to hm. The surreal torches light the strange hallway. She feels like she's in Prospero's keep from the Masque of Red Death.
"Do with me what you wish Warlock," Nena concedes.
"Good little Nena." The Warlock says with a triumph in his voice. "You humans always a weak spot."
"I do my master."
As the Warlock marches his lovely captive,she feels small in his vast lair.
She wonders if she's been captured by monster. Yet the Warlock hasn't revealed why he wants her.

Unbridaled Warlock

Somewhere in the erotic Neververse...sunset...

Nena trys to escape.
She runs as fast as she could from her the captor the Warlock. Her bolas drop off her wrists and she runs. However,she doesn't get far.
"Nooooooooooooooooo," she whispers. She feels the Warlock's powerful fingers clasping her arms. His surprising powerful grip holds the buxem nude hardbod in her place. "Noooooooooooooooo," she murmurs.
"You can't escape me my Nena of Earth," the Warlock intones with his voice. Nena gazes around the isolated dark jungle of the Neververse. As the sunsets, she feels its dusk coming about and she sees a faint moon rising. She feels her wrists clasp behind her back again as she stands five foot erect. Nena drops her head as a form of surrender. At the sametime she feels thin ropes wrap around her wrists,she feels another pair of thins ropes wrap around her ankles.
 "Why did bind my ankles?" Nena pleas.
  "Punishment my dear human," the Warlock intones as she feels his breath behind her. Suddenly Nena feels another pair of hands emerge out of him and scoop her up. The Warlock took on the form of a vague insect with his extra arms. She feels her her hardbod,now wrack with fear, curl over his shoulder.
Nena feels the hands rightly grip her nude bronze hardbod. Her redhair covering her face. She finds it pointless to fight back. She feels the rays of a moon against her hardbod as she squirms out of fear,more than anything else.
She feels her captor rise in the air.
"Such a naughty babe to try to escape me," The Warlock declares ominiously.
Nena doesn't say anything as she rests in a vice of hands. She's truly at a disadvantage with him. She feels like she's in a grip of some spider creature from her own nightmares and she's being taking back to his spiderweb.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans as she feels his lips kissing her.
with Nena resting over his shoulder,the powerful Warlock moves unbridled toward his lair. Nena can only guess her fate...
Yet the Neververse has more hidden surprises for her...