Chapter 8

Dazed, Lisa-Marie let out a soft moan as she sat up, wincing as each movement found a fresh knot of pain somewhere in her battered body.

Nausea gripped her belly. Her head ached horribly. She closed her eyes and sucked air slowly into her lungs, ignoring the too ripe medley of stenches that accompanied her shallow sips of oxygen.

From behind her a filthy paw reached around and covered her mouth smelling of rank and unwashed flesh dragging her head back thrusting her large breasts forward towards the beasts approaching from the trail, raising howls of lust from their gaping maw's. Lisa-Marie Smith buttocks crashed into a body behind her. Offering a target for her to attack, but her assailants other arm wrapped around her slim waist trapping both her arms against her sides in a bone crushing hug, Lisa-Maries breath whooshed out of her lungs as she felt the enormous girth and strength of her attackers arms wrap around her torso, black hulking forms closed in on Lisa-Marie as she was lifted and slung across the huge muscular shoulders of her attacker, the alpha male of the gorilla troop.

Lisa-Marie Smith was carried deeper and deeper into the dark heart of the jungle swinging from the bull gorillas shoulder as he swung from tree branch to tree branch, Lisa-Marie Smith fought futile against the monstrous body of her abductor. Annoyed at the continuous announce the bull cuffed Lisa-Marie Smith on the side of the head rendering her unconscious for the rest of the journey.