The Sensual Bed

Deep in the erotic Ownverse...
the jungle glistens and glows from the recent heavy nector rain...
Angel,her wrtsts tied behind her bronze back, marches soaken wet under the guard of the White Orc. Her glowing hardbod from the recent nector rain makes her seductive but whats weird she doesn't feel cold but an Indian summer warmness;yet the cold reptilian roars make her glance around as she feels a prod of his staff spear,
"OUCH,STOP!'" Angel protesrs as she follows the path.
She continues to follow the as feel the larger than life White Orc shadow overrule her; she knows she can't flee from him. Angel now feels his claw on her shoulder steering her intu surreal lilac field, He doesn't cut her bonds instead she lays cradled in his lap, Angel stares at as she lets his wet smooth lips caress and kiss her gently, She stirs restlessly in his arms in reaction to his kiss and she feels hus hand hold her firm but gently. She murmurs "You can have me I consent with my Orc." The White Orc then lays Angel on the ground and they liplock madly,
I could never get this attention on eaerth,she thinks,

Minutes later
With a content Angel,The Own Godess, resting over his shoulder he follows the rest of the path toward a weird looking stone structure. He smells Angel's sweet aroma as she squirms under his grip; his large fingers squeeze her softly and she moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH as scurries up the steps into the structure. He finds the sensual bed and rests Angel on her back and he cuts her bonds; she lets him retie her wrists to some bed toten poles---
Suddenly she feels a hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn and the bed glows as if Angel unleash some uknown power,she stirs and moans for the white orc. The White orc climbs on top of a memorized Angel.
Again she feels his lips and hands and the bed feels alive.