Mistress of Snarling Death

Stephen Demarest might have gone back from that barren, eroded wasteland, where those gigantic black dongs ringed him in a sinister circle. But the weirdly beautiful mistress of the great beasts fixed him with her smoldering eyes -- eyes that both attracted and frightened. And the attraction was greater than the fear! A tale from the classic pulp magazine, "Ace Mystery," dated July, 1936.