'...After being walked through the jungle, Slate and the Lemur arrives at hidden Jungle temple which looks perfect for humans to still live in but whomever built it, was long gone. The temple wasn't in total ruin just overran with fauna which litters the outer walls of the jungle temple. The Stone Floor beneath Slate's feet was cool to the touch against the soles of the bound caveman. The whole area seem quite alien to Slate as he usually encounters leochis, dinosaurs, and wolf tribesmen.

Slate was escorted down a flight of stairs to the lower floor of the jungle temple. Down there he saw even more Lemurs but unlike his captor, these weren't wearing a lot of clothing and was mostly wearing a loincloth with some beads, as if these lemurs acted as a small tribe of their own. Soon enough he was lead into a large room with a large boulder near the end of the room, Slate only gulps as he can put two and two together and it doesn't seem like he has much of a choice in this matter.

The Lemurs helped Slate's captor tie the Caveman to the boulder just a few inches off the ground. The Lemur with the staff, sets down the staff to climb onto the boulder as he got a knife. Slate tugged at his restraints but the vines were holding quite well. The Lemur starts to undo the shoulder strap as it falls down exposing his chest. Slate looks away for a moment but soon feels a tugging on his garb as he looks and sees the lemur starts to tear up his cloth with a makeshift knife that wasn't all too sharp. But then he soon felt a weird sensation at the soles of his feet. He does his best to hold in his laughter as the Lemur continues to strip him down to his cloth beneath while another Lemur tickled his feet through the whole ordeal.

Slate only could wonder what else would they do to him now he is their prisoner...'


A Commission for  tensaug7 .

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(Raja and story belong to  tensaug7 .)
(Slate belongs to me.)