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...