Svetlana and the Musclethings

Deep in the strange,erotic jungle of Nanos....

Svetlana nor the Pans didn't see them coming.
As hardbody Svetlana struggle with her bonds on the ancient pole which the Pans had bound to hours ago it seems. She murmur help softly but didn't expect the violent shadowy barbarians to show up quickly. Svet stares in disbelief as she watches the shadowy human like musclethings rip the Pans to death. The hideous musclethings remind her of massive bodybuilders she use to watch workout at her gym in her native Ukraine which feels like a million light years away.
The strange Musclethings now eye her with delight.
Svet knows she has no choice to surrender to them. The new world of Naros is still new to her but she knows she'll adapt if she has to survive. She murmurs softly as her long beautiful hair glows under the setting sun.
 She bows her head as the Musclethings surround her and untie her. "I surrender," Svet murmurs. "I have no weapons."
Svet stands and stares st the leader as one of his powerful minions clasp her wrists behind her bareback. She feels a lace bolas wrap around her wrists. Since she's smaller than they are she lets the leader gather her in his arms and over his shoulder. She squirms out of fear as his huge fingers wrap around her bare thighs and they disappear into the beautiful jungle with her as thier stolen booty.
 This feels like I'm in a Conan the Barbarian tale. And Conan has taken me for his own whims...but she knows the Musclethings are no Conan the Barbarians.

Moments later...
Svet rests on her bare chest on the comfortable mane of his dragonhorse. She finds her new experince surreal as she feels the leader whoever he assert his power over her. As there Dragonhorse gallups through the jungle quickly,Svet sees the surreal lifeforms from even legged large spiders to large reptiles. For this alien babe the jungle is teaming with life. She already senses that the Musclethings know she isn't of thier world. But a lovely outsider from the stars.
 The leader says "What shall we call you?"
"Svetlana of Earth,or Svet of Earth. You my barbarian?"
  "Cona the Marauder my exotic Svet."
  "Cona it is," Svet says.
 Cona and his clan guide their Dragonhorse deeper into thier world as Svet of Earth looks on.