Deep in the isolated valley somewhere in the erotic Toyverse...a few weeks later...
The raging storm has long since passed.
Davina the Red, stands bound to his pole soaken wet and alluring under the moonlight. Davina had slept through the heavy tropical storm and has long since been awake. Her soaken wet hardbod gleams from the fresh droplets. Already she sees the repitilan like shadows of the carniores and frequent herbivores of the beautiful erotic shaped jungle. The grass is wet and smell's sweet under her nostrils.
Already she senses something is up. As a toy,Davina is experinced at being captured and sold. Yet she couldn't help admire Vorgo for the fact he found on earth and brought her back here. For months,in time, she had been his lovely paramour. As she gazes around he's no where to be found for now but he bound her tightly to the slim stone pole so she couldn't escape. Though she desire to be back in the erotic jungle she decides to wait and see what Vorgo has planned. Around her she hears the sounds of varied large insects,some vary in size to a horse to a small dog, but she's far away for now from dangerous.
Again she knows something is up for it feels like it's in the air. Then she gets her first clue when Vorgo comes behind her and cuts her bonds. She steps away from the pole and keep her hands clasp behind her incredidble nude hardbod. She feels the numbness disappear from her wrists and ankles. As she feels Vorgo powerful fingers clasp her wrists she feels the bolas wrap around them again.
"You've just been sold my Davina." Vorgo pronounces calmly.
"To whom?"
"The White Beastman," He proclaims proudly.
"He's a legend in this jungle." Davina adds. "I heard others discuss of him as legend. I didn't think he's real."
"Oh,he's very real," Vorgo responds...
A few minutes later...
With her wrists firmly tied behind her bareback,Davina grip the bolas in her hands as march under her guardian Vorgo. He keeps his spear meters away from her back to remind her to try not to flee. Davina marches erect and quietly as she sees a group of torches come into view. Vorgo gently prods her and she continues to march into the camp and she sees a huge white figure sitting in a stone chair and she feels his piercing her soul as she draws closer to the huge beastman.
"Stop."
Davina obeys and she stops in front on the White Beastman. His eyes roam and scope her as if she's capture slave in a Roman Brittinia marketplace.
"Ah the sensual Davina the Red." The White Beastman declares. "I finally have you."
"Yes,my new master." Davina says. "You have me."
Like the White Beastman,Davina figures that word has spread of her as well among the jungle inhabitants...
