The Speaking Tower

 Somewhere in erotic strange jungles of Naros...twilight night...

 Outside the walls of his tower, the storm rage. 

With its weather unpredictable Linda had no idea where the storm came form. The repetive flashes of lightening flickered the room of the tower neat the top like one constant light. With her wrists and ankles shackle to a cool pole, this Hag is determined to keep her. 

She full filled her obligations and Linda knows the only way out is to kill him. She feels the jungle not far off and she's been in worst situtions before as a captive. But she knows she has to kill him for Naros has become her personal survivial of the fittest. 

Linda sees the gleaming knife hanging. She doesn't know how long she's been with the Hag. She figure more than a week since her own sense time had readjusted with the alien world. There no words for days,nights nor weeks or years. 

"Well at least the forces that drew me here," Linda murmurs softly, "at least I'm worth it." 

  "Your earth feels faraway doesn't it Linda of Earth." 

   "Yes. Whose speaking?" 

   "I,the tower." 

  Incredible, a speaking tower, she thinks. 

She feels the floor hmmm below her barefeet. The Speaking Tower created an organic light and Linda's nude hardbod glowed. At the sametime, she feels her schackles drop and she follows her instincts and grabs the silver knife which appear on the wall. 

"Kill him." The Tower intones. 

 As the lightening flashes and the Warlock Hag doesn't see death coming. Linda screams a primitve shriek and stabs the warlock mercificessly. She hears the Hag scream and tower lights the room up and the bed morphs to staircase. She rushes up the staircase into the fresh rain. Still holding the silver knife she lets the rain wash off the blood and like a magic a leather scabbard with a slim harness. She clips the harness to her waist. By now she's soaken wet but Linda doesn't care--

She dives off the speaking tower and lands in a deep waterhole. She sees a cave and swims toward the warm current. Mintues later exhausted she washes up on a shore of a lake and the night gradually turning to dawn.  She crawls to large mushroom decorated root of a larger jungle tree. She props herself up against the mushroom. 

"I escape the hag again this time." Linda feels sleep overwhelm her in mind and body. But the Speaking Tower she can only wonder what more stranger than fiction truths that exists in this world. For now she wants to dream. Sleep overtakes her which she welcomes. 

Mysterious Hag,Mysterious Tower

 Somewhere in the erotic jungles of Naros along unknown footpath. 

With her wrists bound hehind her bare back, Linda follows the unknown footpath forward. The dwarfing shadow of the engimatic Warlock Hag reminds her smallness as do the frequent giant twisted jungle trees. Already eerie sounds highlight her trek. She knows her captor is powerful,overwhelming, she first thought a witch hag capture for they dispiise her. 

She didn't think Warlocks here didn't exist. Boy she was wrong. But for her she didn't mind being wrong. She feels the Warlock thoughts mingle with hers. Delving into her deep emotional meories of earth makes want to shriek but she doesn't. 

"Will you mind your business?" Linda protests. 

"I found you my Linda of Earth I'll do with you what I want." The Hag Warlock suddenly places his hand on his hand on her bare shoulder steers her on another footpath. The eerie sounds now vary close and distant as she feels a setting sun upon her bare hardod. Linda doesn't complain nor resist him for experince has taught her not to fightt those who are stronger and this Hag Warlock is strong. 

"I'm courious Hag I found a small meteor in my gym one night and it sent me here via time and space. Did you send it?" 

Her captor laugh at such a notion. "No my lively Linda of Earth I didn't sent it. I suspect this world sent it for it wanted a human." 

"So Naros trapped me interesting." Linda quips. She feels his fingers stroke her long beautiful hair. "Well this world suits me then." 

Linda marches toward his mysterious tower contended. She figures she'll find her opperunity back into the jungle as they both disappear into walls of the tower. For now she has no plans to leave the Hag as her barefeet welcomes the cool stone under her. 

The Power of the Hag

 Somewhere in the beautiful surreal skys of Naros 

 Linda lays on her bare chest close to her captor. She feels the Hag bare fingers penetrate her bare ass as the wind whips her beautiful long black streaked hair. She stirs awake from a long sleep and has no idea of place nor time. Bue she glances below and knows the terrain has raidically change but the Naros jungle stood out to her, a jungle she's familiar with. 

"Where we going you jerkish Hag," Linda intones her defiances. 

Instead she feels the power of the Hag radiate through her gleaming nude perfect hardbod. Her muscle tense and she lips her red lips. Linda knows this powerful one is to be respected. But this Warlock hag she's unfamiliar with but his eyes scoping her and his mind linking with hers she feels like an open book to him her memories,her councious and subcouncious. She those with great magic have great control over thier captives. 

"You like this world," he muses. 

"Beats earth for sure. But my world is long gone I suspect." Linda adds gently. She lets his lip peck her cheek but this time she doesn't turn away. Ske knows some mysterious ones like this hag admire her fiestyness for her fierce fiestyness had been her way of survival. 

"For some reason some find me captivating;" She adds. 

"You're an interesting prey my dear." 

Linda doesn't know to insult him or kill him. He knows that she murdered one of his race. 

"How did you find me?" 

The Warlock Hag laughs. 

"The thoughts of the one you murdered linger and I saw your beautiful face.Eyes." 

"Such a small world." Linda muses. 

She feels his bird drop toward the ruins and she feels hand grow larger. Sometimes her own size put her at a disadvantage or others outnumber her either way Naros didn't give her a choice. 

Minutes later...

The Warlock Hag retied fresh bolas behind her bare back. He and Linda march on a footpath. Still she has no idea where she is and Linda didn't ask. She feels attracted to this Warlock Hag for he had power over her. 

Still why he wanted her is a mystery. Linda comptemplates as she marches barefoot under his huge shadow. 

Charge of the Hag

 Somewhere in the wild jungles of Naros.....

Linda had thought they died out. 

She feels the lone Hag's finger on her bare ass as her nude hardbod and beautiful hair whip in the night winds. She still speechless with shock that the Hags are still alive but Naros prove how wrong she is about her own adapted world and some creatures who inhabit this primitve world. Her brown eyes glance at the full moon in the heavens and beutiful Andromeda Milky Way above. Just largness of the universe reminds her of her own smallness in the universe. 

Linda squrims restlessly under his hand. Linda can't help but to admire the strength of fher captors. She murmurs "I wonder if you Hags lured me from earth to your world." 

"Maybe we did,maybe we didn't my lovely," The Hag states with his riddle tone. Linda suddenly calms down as his cool hand strokes her bare back. To him Linda is beauty and perfection wrap in one package. His fingers gently squeeeze her. 

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Linda moans into the heavens. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. 

Linda is use to the fact that no one is going to save her. Not on this world. Not in this jungle. She grips her bolas. The Hag has its reason to keep her bound. Yet in this jungle Linda didn't mine being up for grabs it was as if she loved it. 

She didn't question where the Hag is taking her. The shock and overwhelmness is wearing off...and below the jungles and lakes gleam at her begging her attention. 

Burn her Lover, keep the hardbody

 Somewhere on Naros somewhere...

Linda stirs awake. She's tied to an ancient pole as she feels heat raditing around her. She has no idea how she's been with the mysterious tribe or cult that found her weeks ago it seems. For her it feels like some strange heavy metal dream with her as her the main heorine. 

She doesn't know the fate of her lover. 

"Leet mee gooo," She murmurs as she hears the wind blow in the jungle trees around her and the strange colored flames bing out her her perfect curves of her nude hardbod. She knows she's in no position to bargain her release. She feels like a recaptured slave. 

"Where's Zamal?" She murmurs again as her councious mind stirs her more awake. She gets a grip and stares in shock. She screams as she stares at the carcas of Zamal buring in front of her. Her mind spins dizzly at the shok of what thtey done. 

Yet they kept her alive for a reason. The surreal bonfires bring out how the universe shaped her perfect cury nude hardbod. Still feels thier strange eyes staring at her through the semi lighted darkness. Still she can't make out what the shadows are which captured her,they feel almost like ghostly spectres that haunt the jungle. 

Above she sees the surreal colors of the bright moons and constelitions of the Andromeda Galaxy. One of the spectres appears and it says "Something you know wants you.Seeks you and has found you." 

"Who?" Linda says breathlessly. 

She's cut loose from the pole but her wrists are retied behind her back and the powerful spectre guards march her past the bonfires. They reach a clearing not far from the bonfires. She gapes at a familiar figure sitting in a crude chair. "You thought I died my Linda of Earth?" 

Linda stares helpless at the Hag as one of the spectres hands her over. Linda learned long ago not to question who have captured her. She did the same with the Hag. The Hag doubles himself and Linda marches with obedience between them back into the srange jungle. 

Unexpected Lovers Catchers

 Somewhere in the strange jungles of Naros weeks later...

Linda has no sense of time and sometimes jungle. She has no idea how long's been with Zamal,the mysterious ghoul as she marches under with her wrists bound behind her bareback. By now Linda feels an attraction to the ghoul since he prevented harm to her and yet she found her own attractness to him strange. 

Zamal knows Linda likes being alone in the jungle. To roam. He asks "You everr want to return to your earth?" 

"No,I have no desire too." Linda murmurs softly as her brown eyes sweep the exotic jungle. Linda easily complys with her captor. Frequently she feels his fingers in her long lovely hair. She figures he's looking for a romantic spot to make out. 

A few minutes later...

Zamal finds them a spot and he unites her. Automically Linda lays on the grass as she hears the soft sounds of a waterfall a few meters away. Zamal hops on top of her and the two agressively make out unknown that other eyes are watching them. As she kisses Zamal Linda sees some armed painted dark figures surround them. "We got company," she murmurs. 

The mysterious agreesive painted creatures sieze them quickly Linda and Zamal are quickly bound the tribe marches thier captives back into the jungle. Linda feels the twilight evening tug her as she and Zamal march quietly. They both feels strange eyes upon htem and Linda can't read what thier intentions are much less a motive why the captured them. 

Thier escorsts guard them zealously as Linda and Zamal disappear deep into the jungle and a deep unknown fate. 

Zamal,The Lustful Ghoul

 Somewhere in the erotic strange jungles of Naros of the Andromeda Galaxy.... 

Linda doesn't recall much after the last rest at some small strange ruins. The ghoul gave her a fig and she fell into a deep dreamy sleep. All she knows she fell asleep in a safespot near a small caveren. She sense that the ghoul knows she needs for even on Naros her own physical limitations kick in. Sleep often remedy her own muscle aches and pains for Naros has properties similar to her Earth. 

Hours later...

Sounds of gallping hoofs. 

Linda stirs awake under familiar powerful fingers of the mysterious ghoul,the world around her is a blur, a cornacopia of psychedlic and neon colors. She knows she's on his steed and that she's bound for she feels her tied wrists and but she welcomes the warm alien sun. As she becomes more self aware of her familiar surroundings the jungle, reality of being a hostage/captor settles in. She knows the geography of the Naros and she's accepted her role as the courious prey from another world. She relaxes her nude hardbod under his grip,the ghoul hasn't let no harm come to her but still she fears the Hag wants her back for its own whims. 

Linda murmurs "I feel safe with you my ghoul. You never told me your name O'Great Lustful One." 

"Zamal my Linda of Earth." He says softly. 

"We're equels," Linda says "and I respect that." 

Linda no longer turned her head away when the ghoul affectionally kissed her. She feels her desires being answered. Her brown eyes stared at the strange jungle around her. The neon and mixed psychodelic colors made her dizzy and yet the varied scents of the Naros Jungle aroused her from time to time. 

She feels his large horned beattle cover alot of ground,crossing fallen and rotted large jungle trees. With her new highten sixtth sense, she sense and see others that want her. It's a bizarre feeling with this new sixth sense it's as if the figs had some some strange magical properties. 

"Linda of Earth you going to flee from me?" 

"No,Zamal. I have no desire too." 

His beattle continues for a few more hours...she feels his fingers squeeze her bare ass gently and she squirms as a reaction. 

Minutes later...

Zamal keeps his her close and Linda doesn't desert him as they venture down a path together.