Grotto of the White Goblin

Deep in the erotic jungle of the Ownverse...
The night wanes to a lovely twilight. Colors of the jungle gleam like a fresh rainbow.
  With her wrists firmly bound behind her bronze back,Angel forces marches with her strange goblin cadre up toward what appears to be a stone arch. The wind starts to blow hard whipping her long glossy brown hair. Angel glances at her goblin owers who are twice as tall as she is. She sees the lust for her in thier eyes as they glint under the beautiful twilight.
Angel the large hand fall on her shoulder to she wouldn't have thoughts of escaping them. She senses one of them reading her thoughts and she blurts, "I'm not going to runaway from you dudes. Cross my heart and hope to die."
 "We don't trust you cutie," One of the goblins declares.
Minutes later they pass under the stone arch and drift down some ancient stone steps. In the distance sitting in a broken stone throne chair she sees the huge White Goblin. She feels his gleaming ebony eyes peirce her soul as she stares back at him.
Angel feels his strange power as they goblins draw closer to him with her. Beyond the waterfall in front of her,she sees a huge beautiful mountain twice as large as the Himilayas. A mist surrounds the tops of the mountains. She feels like she's in Middle Earth but it isn't no Tolkien fantasy here in this world.
Seconds later...
The goblins stand holding Angel by each of her arms. She stands erect and inviting as she feels the eyes of the White Goblin scoping her out. He rises up and steps down. The enigmatic White Goblin smells her sweet skin and strokes her long glowing hair. Angel remains still.
"How did you two find this goddess?" The white goblin declares.
"She was making out with her owner in the jungle. The moon phases were position to sell her but we stole her instead." The other goblin declares.
"He's telling the truth." Angel adds. "They took me."
 The White Goblin smiles at his fellow goblins. "You're back in. For us to have the rare Own Goddess is a stroke of luck."
 The eager goblins disappear--
The lustful White Goblin marches Angel toward the waterfall. She gasps when he puts his arm around her hardbod. The waterfall's water open up and the White Goblin marches her toward a smooth wet stone wall. He cuts her bonds and turns her toward him. She feels her wrist clamp in chains and her ankles. Angel hardly struggles against her bonds.
 The White Goblin kisses her gently.
"You'll be mine tonight," The White Goblin declares as he disappears.
Angel relaxes against the wet stone wall and welcomes the small streams of cool water which run over her...