Deep in the surreal strange forest....
A bound Angel stirs awake from her strange dreamy sleep. She feels a solid cool pair of strong fingers on her bronze bare ass. The shadow cadre whatever they are aren't taking chances with her. Worst Angel can't make out thier hidden faces in the cloak hoods. She only senses a lustful pair of eyes stabbing into her soul. She squirms as the cool powerful fingers pull her closer she could pratically feel its breath as her long brown hair spins in the wind.
Angel stares blankly at the forest. Since she's smaller she finds no point in fighting but she tenses and squirms under the mystery fingers which now own her. She feels the fingers squeeze her flesh gently...
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans softly as the shadows of the large tree branches swirrl above her. She has no idea where and why the shadows want her.
"Your so soft Angel of Earth," the shadow declares. "And now Angel you belong to me."
"I belong to no one," Angel says.
She feels his horse steed change direction and the cadre con't down into a surreal beautiful. Still Angel is naive of the forest and its minions. Still she feels like she's in another diminsion. Antoher time it feels like. She feels the fingers run up and down her bare bronze back. Power courses through her like electricity. The alternate forest has lot of surprises she's surmise.
"Where are we going?" She inquires gently.
"You'l find out."
Hours later...
Angel,her wrists bound behind her back,marches under the guard of the strange shadows. It has the feel of a cult has captured her for thier own purposes as she marches under thier towering guard. Whatever they are they know who she is and lust is in thier eyes.
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