Somewhere on the oceans of the erotic Ownverse. On an uncharted island of Vanos a few nights later...
She knows she has to flee from his madness.
Under a bathing large moonlight,Angel struggles with her chains which keep her attached to a strange totem pole mounted on a creature made mound. The surreal island jungle calls for her as she struggles with the chains. She'd been conquered by Vanos days ago but to her it feels more like hours ago. If she could reach the surreal beach maybe she could get back to mainland or maybe not. But the notion to escape her master/owner is a risk she's willing to take. She's a lesser goddess and human which set her out differently from the creatures which inhabit the Ownverse. She tugs her incredible hardbody back and forth for a few minutes. Then she pulls with arms and suddenly the ancient chains break. She unties the chains which had been wrapped around her ankles.
She jumps from the small creature made mound. She quickly flees into the moonlit jungle.
She welcomes the sandy soft ground beneath her barefeet and Angel looks back at the ruins. She doesn't know Vanos,the Orc god is watching her.
She murmurs "Now getaway from this crazy madness."
Angel gets easily lost in the erotic jungle of the island. She stumbles into a large cob web cave and ventures forward toward the beach. Suddenly out of the blue a large hungry neon spider appears and growls. Angels runs as fast as she can. The ugly spider continues to follow her. Once out of the cob web cavern she loses the spider. She knows the spiders on this world are flesh eaters.
Now she finds a new path down to the surreal beach. She makes it down to the beach with no problem. She ventures toward the beautiful ocean. She strolls the beach looking for some mystical land bridge back to the mainland. Her freedom is short lived-
His large hand cuffs her mouth and another her waste. Angel struggles against Vanos powerful grip but her efforts are futile. She passes out suddenly.
Minutes later...
She wakes up to discover to be tied down to some ringlets on his spider. Her nude bronze hardbod glows under the cool rays of the moonlite. She struggles under his hand. She feels his fingers gently squeeze her bare ass. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Vanos keeps his own goddess anchored down as lays tied helpless. She failed to escape the Orc god and she knows he isn't done with her yest. She looks up at the moons which haven't moved into thier selling phase.
"You shouldn't have fled my little goddess." The orc bellows as his hand keeps her anchored and she feels his lips again on her cheek. She passes out again.
Half an hour later...
Angel stirs awake to discover she lays tied cross eagle. on a comfortable blanket. Her bonds this time are stronger and she turns her head. Vanos isn't taking chances with her this time and she's now at his mercy.
Wednesday, November 28, 2018
Sunday, November 18, 2018
The Island of Vanos
Somewhere in beyond the erotic jungle mainland of the Ownverse...a few hours later...
Sounds of a roaring surf wake her.
Angel doesn't know how long she slept. The strange sweet smell of the unnamed Ownverse ocean slaps her nostrils and as the suger air from the vast unknown sea. The masked Orc Vanos grabs her lithe hardbod and she feels herself being toss over his muscle shoulder. The armored claw hand wraps around her bronze thighs. The Own Goddess stares out at the vast beautiful colorful ocean and she swears she sees a shadow of a multihead dragon cruising on the beautiful horizon.
Like some dark ages barbarian,he clutches Angel firmly as if entitled to her. He moves quickly under the deep cool shade of the tropical like jungle trees. She senses Vanos isn't going to let her go anytime soon. Gently his fingers softly squeeze her.
She moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH which echos in the beautiful jungle. For the first time she doesn't tense her muscles nor does she squirm. Sweet smells fill her nostrils. Unfamiliar sweet smell.
"Is this your island?" Angel states trying to make conversation.
"Yes,my goddess."
He follows some weird path and the father he ventures into the island jungle the fainter the sound of the surf. Angel welcomes the deep shade coolness on her bronze hardbod. Her body is still numb from the journey and let's it her mind and body rests. She knows she'll walk on her barefeet soon. She doesn't mind being march by her owners for one reason or another. Here's she's owned and she can't get out of it.
Angel hears a faint sound of thunder meaning another tropical storm is coming. She glances around the exquisite jungle forest around her.
A few hours later...
With her wrists secure behind her back,Angel marches in front of her owner. With his sword meters from her beautiful back, Vanos marches her on an islated path toward what appears to be glade. The first rule of the owner is to conquer her so she'll do his bidding. Angel never fought against that rule..she finds something appealing about being conquered here than she did on earth. She knows the rain is coming with the gradual loudness of thunder.
She feels his hand on her shoulder and he steers Angel down another path and she doesn't challenge Vanos when he does....
Sounds of a roaring surf wake her.
Angel doesn't know how long she slept. The strange sweet smell of the unnamed Ownverse ocean slaps her nostrils and as the suger air from the vast unknown sea. The masked Orc Vanos grabs her lithe hardbod and she feels herself being toss over his muscle shoulder. The armored claw hand wraps around her bronze thighs. The Own Goddess stares out at the vast beautiful colorful ocean and she swears she sees a shadow of a multihead dragon cruising on the beautiful horizon.
Like some dark ages barbarian,he clutches Angel firmly as if entitled to her. He moves quickly under the deep cool shade of the tropical like jungle trees. She senses Vanos isn't going to let her go anytime soon. Gently his fingers softly squeeze her.
She moans OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH which echos in the beautiful jungle. For the first time she doesn't tense her muscles nor does she squirm. Sweet smells fill her nostrils. Unfamiliar sweet smell.
"Is this your island?" Angel states trying to make conversation.
"Yes,my goddess."
He follows some weird path and the father he ventures into the island jungle the fainter the sound of the surf. Angel welcomes the deep shade coolness on her bronze hardbod. Her body is still numb from the journey and let's it her mind and body rests. She knows she'll walk on her barefeet soon. She doesn't mind being march by her owners for one reason or another. Here's she's owned and she can't get out of it.
Angel hears a faint sound of thunder meaning another tropical storm is coming. She glances around the exquisite jungle forest around her.
A few hours later...
With her wrists secure behind her back,Angel marches in front of her owner. With his sword meters from her beautiful back, Vanos marches her on an islated path toward what appears to be glade. The first rule of the owner is to conquer her so she'll do his bidding. Angel never fought against that rule..she finds something appealing about being conquered here than she did on earth. She knows the rain is coming with the gradual loudness of thunder.
She feels his hand on her shoulder and he steers Angel down another path and she doesn't challenge Vanos when he does....
Monday, November 12, 2018
Vanos the Orc Titan God
Deep in the strange erotic jungles of the Ownverse..Weeks later...
The high moons have shifted into thier selling phases by light and closer orbit.
With her wrists bound behind her bare bronze back,Angel clutch the pear shape bolas as she force marches along the glowing path. The shadow of Velkor dwarfs her as she marches curvy nude and inviting. She welcomes the wet grass against her barefeet as follows her predestined path. Since she'd fallen in this world ages ago it seems at times she feels like a sexy slave being sold in a bizarre market place in the universe. Angel tried to coax Velkor of the name of her new buyer but he didn't say much. She did admit the sex with had been beyond incredible and beyond her dreams.
"At least here it's never a dull moment," She comments.
"March goddess." Velkor booms.
Angel goes quiet and does what she says. By Angel has gotten use to her position in this bizarre beautiful world. The primitive of this Ownverse jungle at times appeals to her. Velkor places his glove hand on her shoulder and steers her gently down another path which is unfamiliar. Just a few meters she sees a beautiful gleaming black lake surrounded by dead ruins. As Angel draws closer to the lake and ruins she sees a hideous form land is his hideous serpant like bird in a clearing in the circle of the various ruins.
Seconds later...
Angel,her wrists bound her bareback,stood gleaming under the moons as she stare in awe at the transaction taking place She got a better look at her buyer and it's a masked Orc far larger than she ever imagined. He's ebony colored and well muscled like some bodybuilder but larger. She could tell he's a worshiped god all right. Perhaps roam the earlier days of the Ownverse creation she figures. Once the transaction is done Velkor departs.
"Who are you great one," Angel declares.
"Vanos my own Goddess and you belong to me."
With his huge hand around Angel's waste he marches her toward his serpant bird. She let's him lift her up and place her on the mane close to his saddle. She feels his powerful hand anchor her down as she feels his serpant rise n the air...
Toward a destination unknown under the moons of the Ownverse.
The high moons have shifted into thier selling phases by light and closer orbit.
With her wrists bound behind her bare bronze back,Angel clutch the pear shape bolas as she force marches along the glowing path. The shadow of Velkor dwarfs her as she marches curvy nude and inviting. She welcomes the wet grass against her barefeet as follows her predestined path. Since she'd fallen in this world ages ago it seems at times she feels like a sexy slave being sold in a bizarre market place in the universe. Angel tried to coax Velkor of the name of her new buyer but he didn't say much. She did admit the sex with had been beyond incredible and beyond her dreams.
"At least here it's never a dull moment," She comments.
"March goddess." Velkor booms.
Angel goes quiet and does what she says. By Angel has gotten use to her position in this bizarre beautiful world. The primitive of this Ownverse jungle at times appeals to her. Velkor places his glove hand on her shoulder and steers her gently down another path which is unfamiliar. Just a few meters she sees a beautiful gleaming black lake surrounded by dead ruins. As Angel draws closer to the lake and ruins she sees a hideous form land is his hideous serpant like bird in a clearing in the circle of the various ruins.
Seconds later...
Angel,her wrists bound her bareback,stood gleaming under the moons as she stare in awe at the transaction taking place She got a better look at her buyer and it's a masked Orc far larger than she ever imagined. He's ebony colored and well muscled like some bodybuilder but larger. She could tell he's a worshiped god all right. Perhaps roam the earlier days of the Ownverse creation she figures. Once the transaction is done Velkor departs.
"Who are you great one," Angel declares.
"Vanos my own Goddess and you belong to me."
With his huge hand around Angel's waste he marches her toward his serpant bird. She let's him lift her up and place her on the mane close to his saddle. She feels his powerful hand anchor her down as she feels his serpant rise n the air...
Toward a destination unknown under the moons of the Ownverse.
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