Deep in the erotic Toyverse somewhere...interior of the a ruin Aztec like temple.a few long moonlights nights later...
It had been just the two of us.
Janet and made out on her large pillows on the stone floor. The embracing has been going for nights it seems. Yet the both of us are unaware of the prying glowing eyes watching and waiting for the right moment to pounce. At time the Toyverse is a primitive example of survival of the fittest,Darwin's earth theory is fact on this world.
I couldn't help sense of being watched in within the torch lit darkness and quietness of her lair. Of course I satisfyied the lovely chamillion who at times would change into seductive personalities due to her interactions with me phyisically and mentally. Ecastasy has a way drawing thier talents out.
Midnight tonight.
Weird outside sounds highlight the beautiful erotic jungle outside the temple. I swear I see shadows enter but Janet grabs me again and we embrace roll around. Suddenly the torches flare up and the temple lights up.
The cloaked figure regal looking points her finger at Janet the Chamillion. Before she could respond,the witch snaps her fingers and Janet becomes an immobile statue, A large pair of hands grab me and I stand again nude as usual in the firelight. As the strange witch's minion binds my wrists. She says "Ah toy you belong to me."
"I don't belong to you," I protest. I spit at her. Mistake on my part--
I feel her strange eyes glow and sort my thoughts like she's reading a book. The cloak hooded witch remains quiet except for her fiendish grin. She says "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH you're the one who fell from the stars,a rare toy indeed." She intones.
That fact I couldn't dispute.
Quietly after my wrists are bound behind my back,I follow the mysterious cloaked hooded witch and her cohort out back toward the edge of the erotic jungle. We stop and this cloaked hooded jungle witch disploays more of her power for she destroys the temple with a strong bolt of lightening. '
"She's now nothing and nothings can't capture toys for thier own pleasure,"
With my dork showing, we continue to stroll back into the erotic jungle. There's no telling what this Jungle Witch has planned or why she wants me. As I follow them, the strange night sounds continue and the Aztec like temple is nothing more than broken crumbled stone...
Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Sunday, March 15, 2020
Death to the Collector
Deep in the erotic Toyverse,in the lair of the Collector...twilight midnight.
Nena brought tremendous satisfaction to Arko the Collector. Yet she has her own plans.
She lays on his huge bed inviting and seductive. She grasp the witchblade from his bedstand and hit under the pillows.
She isn't about the serve as his sex slave nor his mate. The zealot half human/nymph is about to have a rude awakening and she's going to see to it. She lick her red lips on his return. She's learned to survive the Toyverse and bastards like Arko.
When Arko appear in his bedroom again,Nena,her nude buxem hardbod glistening like some jewel, smiles her seductive smile at him. Raises her finger and flirts with him.
Arko jumps on her like a madman. The two roll in bed embracing and as Arko kisses and worships her, Nena makes her calculated move. She takes his witchblade and stabs deep in his spine and removes it. The collector lays on his floor weaken and shock by the human's reaction. Nena grins her grin of death--
"Death to the Collector," She murmurs... Nena takes her witchblade and she slices his throat and then rams her blade into his heart. His blood has splattered all over her but Nena has killed worst.
"I'M NOT YOUR PROPERTY," She proclaims.
Nena hears a running waterfall and stream near the open crumbling veranda. She dives off and follows the waterfall downward and she hits the stream full force. She relaxes her hardbod and let the stream take her back to own lair. Seconds later she resurfaces in the moat outside her primitive castle amdist the beautiful jungle. It's quiet.
She quickly changes direction and swims toward land and crawls out. She heads toward a separate tower where her dragonfly is. Once she reaches her dragonfly she hops on it. Before taking off she rests and mediates for an hour to ease her muscle pains and spasms. Once done she grabs her purple cape,ties it on, and tugs the reins of her dragonfly.
"That's my boy," She says as it rises into the stormy heavens. Arko she shoves out of her mind and could only think of the toy that gives infinite satisfaction. "I'll find you my toy," she murmurs as the rain hits her aching hardbod and she feels her painful nerves calm down...
Nena brought tremendous satisfaction to Arko the Collector. Yet she has her own plans.
She lays on his huge bed inviting and seductive. She grasp the witchblade from his bedstand and hit under the pillows.
She isn't about the serve as his sex slave nor his mate. The zealot half human/nymph is about to have a rude awakening and she's going to see to it. She lick her red lips on his return. She's learned to survive the Toyverse and bastards like Arko.
When Arko appear in his bedroom again,Nena,her nude buxem hardbod glistening like some jewel, smiles her seductive smile at him. Raises her finger and flirts with him.
Arko jumps on her like a madman. The two roll in bed embracing and as Arko kisses and worships her, Nena makes her calculated move. She takes his witchblade and stabs deep in his spine and removes it. The collector lays on his floor weaken and shock by the human's reaction. Nena grins her grin of death--
"Death to the Collector," She murmurs... Nena takes her witchblade and she slices his throat and then rams her blade into his heart. His blood has splattered all over her but Nena has killed worst.
"I'M NOT YOUR PROPERTY," She proclaims.
Nena hears a running waterfall and stream near the open crumbling veranda. She dives off and follows the waterfall downward and she hits the stream full force. She relaxes her hardbod and let the stream take her back to own lair. Seconds later she resurfaces in the moat outside her primitive castle amdist the beautiful jungle. It's quiet.
She quickly changes direction and swims toward land and crawls out. She heads toward a separate tower where her dragonfly is. Once she reaches her dragonfly she hops on it. Before taking off she rests and mediates for an hour to ease her muscle pains and spasms. Once done she grabs her purple cape,ties it on, and tugs the reins of her dragonfly.
"That's my boy," She says as it rises into the stormy heavens. Arko she shoves out of her mind and could only think of the toy that gives infinite satisfaction. "I'll find you my toy," she murmurs as the rain hits her aching hardbod and she feels her painful nerves calm down...
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