Somewhere on the Cay near sunset...
An evening mist rolls from the sea...
Nena gazes blankly at the swirling various colors of jungle of the Cay. The leader Orc firm fingers reminds her whose in charge and since she'd been rightfully captured a few hours ago. She feels his large fingers on her bare ass which love to squeeze her soft flesh of her sling biknied buxom hardbod.
She could only guess what the Cay Orcs whatever they are would do with her what strikes her they knew who she is. Which she found oddly wierd but then the Cay itself is wierd and feels like one larger than life jungle isle which she's now part of. Still she has no regrets escaping the crazy Master who wanted her in the first place. At least the Cay didn't have a dull moment for her.
She asks "Who are you and how did you hear of me?"
"Ah Nena of Other Earth we've known of you for sometime." The Orc pauses. "You can call Zor of the Cay.
"You sound like a king," Nena murmurs as she gasps as his strange human fingers stroke her bareback. "At least I'm worth taking."
Zor laughs as he gallups, the human babe has a sense of humor afterall.
Nena gaze onward and could only guess where they're taking her. She'll find out soon enough.
A strange river shore hours later...
With her wrists bound firmly behind her back,Nena follows Zor as one of his compatriots makes sure she obeys. The three go to a long boat resting near the shore and Nena steps in the boat no questions asks. Zor orders "Bound her ankles."
Nena gasps as thick ropes are wrapped firmly around them. She lays close to Zore and under the rising large moon bound and inviting. She feels the boat push from shore.
The boat disappears int the lighted mists and Nena could only guess where....
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