Deep in the surreal Toyverse early evening...
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH her soft moan echoes through the jungle. OHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Chloe squirms,tenses under his powerful fingers which rest on her bare ass. With her wrists bola bound, Chloe struggles restlessly under Vorgo's powerful fingers but the beastmen keeps her in her place close on his bug steed. Chloe feels his bug gathering into a gallup and his beatie fingers pressing her flesh firmly. Since she was smaller, Vorgo has the advantage over her. She feels his large fingers squeere her bare flesh gently...
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she moans softly. She's Vorgo's toy for keeps. Chloe knows this for he called her his jewel. His firm hand keeps Chloe in her place near him as she squirms and tenses her muscles; she feels his strong fingers on her bare ass as she moans and moves. Vorgo knows he has a fiesty one but doesn't care. She can't escape him for she doesn't want to escape for chloe is his live toy. Vorgo has no plans to sell her to she's to perfect and phyiscally he can control her easily.
"Mon...." Chloe murmurs in her soft french. As the surreal Toyverse jungle rages in its wild colors in front of her she can only guess where Vorgo is going. Those that fknd her and keep her like to hide her from this world and hunters.
Still her fear of Vartek and Ark persisted. Unlike Vorgo, those forces are stronger than Vorgo. All she knows the cult would love to have thier redhaired sacrifice back to complete it and raise thier strange god if its exist. As for Ark, she knows his hunter nymphs are on the prowl for her,even they would keep her if they had the chance.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Chloe moans as his lips caress her face. She can't wait to be alone with him. Just his kiss has seduce her already and Vorgo preys on he submissiveness. Her logn redhair gleams under a rising moon. Chloe gasps as Vorgo's finger toys with her soft redhair.
She sees a srrange stone mound jut from the ground not far from the running stream....she feels the mound structure pull her to it....
Seconds later
Now with her wrists bound behind her back, Chloe marches under Vorgo's spear straight toward the strange mound. She smells sweet fraqrances of roses around her.
"March my Chloe," Vorgo growls.
Chloe obeys with no question as they disappear into the strange stone mound. Chloe feels strangly alone.