Stay with Makaryachi

Her face was now inches removed from his and he could smell the sweet scent from her hair.

Teasingly slow she leaned towards him till their lips touched, then she gave him a tender kiss on the mouth. With a giggle she retracted a bit and then leaned forward again and this time gave him a deep kiss with her tongue entering his mouth. As they kissed his muscular upperbody was pressed against her petite body. He could feel her small but firm breasts squash against his pecs as she continued her kissing, her hands were still gently caressing his body.

Korak had never felt like this before, it was so..... perfect. He felt his dick rose up in a rockhard erection. This girl turned him on in a way he had never deemed possible. Nothing existed but them being together their lips locked and their chests pressed against each other in a loving embrace.

Suddenly he got roughly grabbed by a pair of arms and yanked backwards. Korak was completely suprised and did not even realized he got attacked until his arms got twisted behind his back and a rope got coiled around his wrists. Like awakening from a dream Korak began to react. He tried to pull free but his arms were now tightly secured behind his back. Panicked he looked up and realized two African men in military uniform were holding him by the arms. They both looked stern at him and held his arms tightly. Normally Korak would have easily broke free and defeated them but with his hands bound behind his back they were able to hold him in check. He noticed the machinegun one of the men was carrying and realized that any resistance at this point was futile. He relaxed his body to signal his surrender and looked at Makaryachi.

He expected her to be frightened or perhaps she would have ran off and was getting help. However to his suprise she stood their and simply looked at him. Her demeanor had completely changed and the innocent look on her face had melted away as she looked arrogantly at him. Her hands were on her hips as she looked amused at Korak like a caught animal.

"Dad, we have him" she said with a wicked laugh as she looked at Korak with a look that seemed a mixture between amusement and disdain.

A tall, dark man walked into the light of the fire. He wore colorful Arabic clothing and Korak saw his white teeth glisten in a smile as he looked at him. He had a deep masculine voice as he spoke.

"You must be Korak, son of the great Tarzan. My name is Mugunta. The ease of your capture disappoints me boy. I was hoping for more of a struggle. But perhaps you were distracted by the beautiful Makaryachi. Did you not know that she is working for me?"

Korak had a look of disbelief on his face as he realized the truth. The great Mugunta, the **** trader. And Makryachi was his daughter. How could he have been so deceived by her? It was almost unreal that such a lovely woman could have such a monster as a father.

Makaryachi smirked as she seemed to understand his confusion.

"It was a good thing you saved me from that snake, however I realized that with you around we might not be able to kidnap women anymore. However my dad realized that you would be a most interesting **** to add to our collection."

Mugunta smiled as he walked towards Korak and gently stroked his cheek.

"And so it is, you are mine now boy."

Korak was still comming to grip with reality. That ungratefull bitch had betrayed him after he had saved her life. He was now the captive of her father, known for his sadism and ruthlesness. As Korak was guided away he thought about what uncertain faith would be in store for him.