Tarzan And Those Plants Again

"It appears ze jungle man hass encountered some difficulty viss ze local fauna..."  The first mate of the massive airship peered though his binoculars and continued to report to his superior officer with cool, German efficiency in spite of the fact that he was witnessing first the capture and now seemingly, the systematic rape of the exploration party's highly formidable and well-adapted guide: Tarzan, the legendary jungle prince, whom they had enlisted to explore the "unreachable" high plateau of the central Congo.  The junior officer seemed to be enjoying the show: his tight green military trousers, which clung to his thick thighs like paint were quite obviously straining to contain his healthy young erection. 

Thinking perhaps that no one had noticed his arousal, the strapping blond soldier ground his hips against the console in front of him, pretending to lean toward the huge window.  His thick cock was certainly enjoying the pleasant sensation of the airships mighty propellers as they sent a humming vibration throughout the entire superstructure of the floating fortress...Watching the handsome muscled jungle man's sinews strain against his attacker as it humiliated him in the most depraved ways gave the young soldier a sexual thrill he had never felt or experienced before.  He found himself almost envious of the big jungle man as the huge thrashing tendrils of the predatory plant encased Tarzan's arms and legs, stinging him with paralytic needles until the mighty stud seemed almost limp in the plants tight embrace. 

Then the most extraordinary thing happened: the plant sought out Tarzan's manhood, burrowing deep into his tight leopardskin loincloth and fastening onto his hooded cock...."Bring the ship a bit closer to the ground, but mind the tree canopy above."  The young officer ordered the pilot.  The younger pilot responded with a curt "jawohl" and pressed the controls forward bringing the airship to within 50 yards of the action below...Tilting the windscreen open the junior officer could now hear Tarzans grunts and straining gasps as the plant wrestled the drugged prince into a better position, pulling the near-naked man into a tight green pod and sliding several snake-like tendrils around his sweat soaked chest.  With a quick "snap!" Tarzan was swallowed up by the huge man-eater, disappearing from view, although the junior officer could still see Tarzans big masculine form outlined withing the flexible green mass that had mummified his body. 

"Perhaps we should attempt to rescue ze jungle man, commandant." The young man quipped as he once again pressed his ample crotch into a brass knob protruding from the flight console.  "Ja, you are correct lieutenant Schrader, vee vill haff to make a rescue, but vee vill make ze study of ze plant first...I am sure ze jungle man vill not succumb to ze plant too soon."..And so the ship moved into a proper landing zone amidst the thick foliage and the troop disembarked for the long hike back to where Tarzan lay encased and overtly fondled by the vicious man-eating plant.  As he absentmindedly adjusted his own hardened sex, the strapping blond lieutenant wondered vaguely if he might also "encounter" some of the strange life to be found on this alien plateau...