Again the Titan dragged himself free, moving back and flipping her over onto her front. Mina offered some faint struggles of resistance as he took firm hold of wrists once more, and left herself vulnerable to the relish of having him use his strength to defeat the token offering of rebellion. Slamming her hands forward, stretching them high over her head, he placed the wrists over each other and used one hand to press down on both and capture them. The free hand took hold of his penis and guided it back into her, her parted legs shaking as he sheathed himself back into place, riding her, his hips slapping to her pert and welt-marked rear, reviving the bruises in soft murmurs of contused protest.
Having been condemned to the ocean depths as a rubber cocooned Nymph, Mina is finally rescued from her lot and returned to her owners. Taken to a remote island hideaway, Mina is trained as a pony girl and becomes part of the decadent pleasures of the tropical island haven.
Subject to their every whim, her submissive hunger grows ever deeper from her experiences until during a spectacular display at their host’s party she is offered a succulent fate she dare not refuse.