Deep in the surreal skys of the Ownverse...
The barbarians fly thier qrotesque bats over the surreal ocean.
Velkor grips the squirm bronze hardbod of Angel as he feels her muscles tense out of fear more than anything else. She glances up at him as she glances at his ancient helmet and see tones of green skin. Velkor reminds her of the leader barbarian from Heavy Metal called Taarna mixed with a dark ages barbarian. She feels more his captured peasent babe from a pillaged village. The feeling alone is overhelming but in this primitive world that overwhelming feeling frequently appears when she expects it.
She feels Velkor gently squeeze her and she lets her low moan:OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Below she watches the beach crosses over to water. His powerful hand speaks volumes as it keeps her small bound nude body anchor and close to him. She didn't question him over his ownership of her. Like a barbarian he killed her her lover and took her as his prize. Her brown eyes remain fix on the beautiful moons which appear larger on the horizons. Whatever the Ownverse has done to her DNA,she feels more in sync with the phases which dictate her fate as goddess but she consider herself a lesser goddess.
"Where are you taking me?" Angel pleas.
Suddenly she feels Velkor's human lips transverising her bareback, His affectionate kiss has a way to arouse her in ways she never imagined.
Suddenly she feels his bat fly quickly ahead of his clan as she steers her head in the direction of her powerful owner. She feels his hand grip her tighter like she's a very rare jewel. The White Goblin's death is fresh on her memory.
"Look," Velkor orders gently.
She sees an exotic jungle island and something which lookslike a castle. She feels his bat ascend.She squirms restlessly as Velkor asserts his power over her. She feels kss her cheek which is clue of what's to come. His conquest of her.For her restistance is futile.
Moments later...
As Angel rests on Velkor's shoulders she could her the garguran waves strike the shore and the large rocky shoreline below. Her small size put her at disadvantage with the creatures of the Ownverse. Angel tense her bronze bod once again as Velkor enters his ancient keep on his island with no name. In an unknown ocean. She feels trapped with no way to escape.
As she squirm over his shoulder she knows consent is coming and she would surrender her body and soul to Velkor as the Ownverse dictates her too. Once taken or sold she couldn't escape that ancient contract...she feels his hand squeeze her bare thighs.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans and it echos throughout the out the ancient walls of hi keep....
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