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April 6, 2006 at 12:00 AM
My Dear Miss Ertia,
It is as I feared. You seem to think that the soul killing indignites you are subjecting my son (and every other elf in the collar) to will somehow build his character and make him a more sensitive and caring individual. I beg to differ, as it has not had that effect on Lord Celeborn, Lady Galadriel, Marchwarden Haldir, or any of the other Lothlorien elves. Ah, but they have not worn the collar! Perhaps it is the system that is evil, teaching otherwise good elves that their fellows are to be used as playthings and broken at will.
I find the fact that you and your positive reviewers seem unaware of the casual cruelty being expressed in this story, and that you find the spectacle of an elf's spirit being slowly broken to be erotic, to be the most chilling of all.
In what ways, pray tell, have I failed as a father? Even in your story, I raised a son who cared enough about the sorrows of others to offer himself in place of an elf who would otherwise have been traded. His only mistake was getting into something he had no conception of, since no 'courtesan' was every treated unkindly in Mirkwood that he (or we the readers) ever could see. Was he warned that, despite what he was told, the office of 'courtesan' was not a respected calling, and that by signing the oath he would be forgoing his right to consent, leaving him with no more dignity than a chamberpot? Believe me, I shall be having a word with Miss Mirie for misleading the two of us, should she be unwise enough to wander into Mirkwood again.
That would be unlikely, since I will not have slaves or prostitutes in my realm. I much prefer my sexual partners to be willing and under no duress or bond. Silly me!
As for Miss Crowdaughter, she had the kindness to label her story as a slavefic containing elements of non-con so that sensitive individuals might know what they were getting into, so that they would not be in the position of trying to remove this depraved little tale from their tortured brain, as I am now forced to do. At least in that tale, we know whose side we're supposed to be on. This tale is neither charming, nor innocent, as its summary purported it to be.
I thank you for your concern for my realm, but it is hardly as overrun by yrcch and ungols as you believe. This is because I spend my time defending it, rather than buggering my subjects silly, as you have portrayed Celeborn and myself (and no doubt poor Elrond) to be doing. Thank you, however, for the nod to our prowess. I will now be forced to visit my true kinsman, Celeborn, as he has somehow read this story too and is reported by his wife to be locked in his talan with a case of miruvor, refusing to come out. He was always a sensitive lad.
It is as I feared. You seem to think that the soul killing indignites you are subjecting my son (and every other elf in the collar) to will somehow build his character and make him a more sensitive and caring individual. I beg to differ, as it has not had that effect on Lord Celeborn, Lady Galadriel, Marchwarden Haldir, or any of the other Lothlorien elves. Ah, but they have not worn the collar! Perhaps it is the system that is evil, teaching otherwise good elves that their fellows are to be used as playthings and broken at will.
I find the fact that you and your positive reviewers seem unaware of the casual cruelty being expressed in this story, and that you find the spectacle of an elf's spirit being slowly broken to be erotic, to be the most chilling of all.
In what ways, pray tell, have I failed as a father? Even in your story, I raised a son who cared enough about the sorrows of others to offer himself in place of an elf who would otherwise have been traded. His only mistake was getting into something he had no conception of, since no 'courtesan' was every treated unkindly in Mirkwood that he (or we the readers) ever could see. Was he warned that, despite what he was told, the office of 'courtesan' was not a respected calling, and that by signing the oath he would be forgoing his right to consent, leaving him with no more dignity than a chamberpot? Believe me, I shall be having a word with Miss Mirie for misleading the two of us, should she be unwise enough to wander into Mirkwood again.
That would be unlikely, since I will not have slaves or prostitutes in my realm. I much prefer my sexual partners to be willing and under no duress or bond. Silly me!
As for Miss Crowdaughter, she had the kindness to label her story as a slavefic containing elements of non-con so that sensitive individuals might know what they were getting into, so that they would not be in the position of trying to remove this depraved little tale from their tortured brain, as I am now forced to do. At least in that tale, we know whose side we're supposed to be on. This tale is neither charming, nor innocent, as its summary purported it to be.
I thank you for your concern for my realm, but it is hardly as overrun by yrcch and ungols as you believe. This is because I spend my time defending it, rather than buggering my subjects silly, as you have portrayed Celeborn and myself (and no doubt poor Elrond) to be doing. Thank you, however, for the nod to our prowess. I will now be forced to visit my true kinsman, Celeborn, as he has somehow read this story too and is reported by his wife to be locked in his talan with a case of miruvor, refusing to come out. He was always a sensitive lad.
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April 6, 2006 at 12:00 AM
Evil Ertia,
Another beautiful and wonderfully entertaining chapter of Fifteen Years. Thank you for posting and not giving up on AFF! Please don’t let us wait too long for another chapter!!
Dear person posing as Thranduil, you are so RIGHT. Bad BAD Ertia for luring us poor unsuspecting readers into erotic enjoyment of casual cruelty and the spectacle of an elf's spirit being slowly broken!! I was so innocent and naive before is stumbled across this story. I never imagined I would love watching Legolas getting slapped around or used sexually. It’s truly chilling. BAD Ertia.
But I suspect most people reading this story don’t see things the same way you do, and really enjoy Legolas’ situational powerlessness, a situation he himself entered into not only willingly, but fully cognitive of what the role of courtesan entailed, having lived in his father’s halls and enjoyed privileges of such himself, and for a contract period of only fifteen years. And if he wasn’t quite aware of what it was like on the other side of the fence, he is slowly coming to recognize it now, and like a mature elf, not whining, making the best of it, and taking his knocks when they come.
As for the collar, the unbraided hair, etc., these are symbolic gestures to remind the courtesan and those around him of his or her status, and never once have I read this as nonconsensual slavery. In my opinion, nonconsensual slavery, fictional or otherwise, is a far cry from what Ertia is writing about. In fact i don't see anything nonconsensual in her story. Now go and bugger some subjects!!! (wrestles bottle of miruvor out of Celeborn's hand and takes a swig)
Again, KUDOS to Ertia for continuing to slowly seduce and corrupt and poison my innocent mind. Next she will have me pulling the wings of butterflies and kicking kittens.
-Gabby
Another beautiful and wonderfully entertaining chapter of Fifteen Years. Thank you for posting and not giving up on AFF! Please don’t let us wait too long for another chapter!!
Dear person posing as Thranduil, you are so RIGHT. Bad BAD Ertia for luring us poor unsuspecting readers into erotic enjoyment of casual cruelty and the spectacle of an elf's spirit being slowly broken!! I was so innocent and naive before is stumbled across this story. I never imagined I would love watching Legolas getting slapped around or used sexually. It’s truly chilling. BAD Ertia.
But I suspect most people reading this story don’t see things the same way you do, and really enjoy Legolas’ situational powerlessness, a situation he himself entered into not only willingly, but fully cognitive of what the role of courtesan entailed, having lived in his father’s halls and enjoyed privileges of such himself, and for a contract period of only fifteen years. And if he wasn’t quite aware of what it was like on the other side of the fence, he is slowly coming to recognize it now, and like a mature elf, not whining, making the best of it, and taking his knocks when they come.
As for the collar, the unbraided hair, etc., these are symbolic gestures to remind the courtesan and those around him of his or her status, and never once have I read this as nonconsensual slavery. In my opinion, nonconsensual slavery, fictional or otherwise, is a far cry from what Ertia is writing about. In fact i don't see anything nonconsensual in her story. Now go and bugger some subjects!!! (wrestles bottle of miruvor out of Celeborn's hand and takes a swig)
Again, KUDOS to Ertia for continuing to slowly seduce and corrupt and poison my innocent mind. Next she will have me pulling the wings of butterflies and kicking kittens.
-Gabby
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April 6, 2006 at 12:00 AM
My Liege Lord Thranduil,
Let me be certain I understand your intent. From your most recent review, it appears that it is not the subject matter that I am writing but the lack of appropriate warning for unsuspecting readers? I had not realized when I posted this that only the 'oral' warning had remained out of the list of things that I checked. I have sought to remedy the situation and hope that you find the current warning satisfactory.
That being said, I'm dismayed at what appears to be underhanded and vicious tactics to reduce my ratings! I know full well that this story has not been actually read 133 times, especially when I can see that others who have posted their works above me have been read once or perhaps five times. I can only assume that it is being opened in order to click the 'ratings' button and lower my rating. Over the course of the afternoon I've watched my rating drop and rise like a yo yo, from 3 to 5 to 3 and down again to to 3, where I believe it's currently sitting.
Since I began posting "Fifteen Years" 22 chapters and over a year ago, it has never held less than a 4 rate. Such childish and abusive tactics seem far better suited to the Harry Potter forum, do they not?
I certainly hope that you are too honorable for such tactics, and would be highly disappointed to learn that you are behind them.
If, however, it is the case that you are responsible, I would suggest that you go play with your treasure or imprison some innocent Dwarves or something.
Ever Your Servant,
Ertia, the Lost Love Slave
Gabby,
dearest, please do not desecrate innocent butterflies or kick kittens! It's just not nice. If you must kick something, I suggest Glorfindel. I hear he, on occassion, enjoys a good kicking. But be sure to ask his permission first. We wouldn't want any non-consensual kicking going on!
Let me be certain I understand your intent. From your most recent review, it appears that it is not the subject matter that I am writing but the lack of appropriate warning for unsuspecting readers? I had not realized when I posted this that only the 'oral' warning had remained out of the list of things that I checked. I have sought to remedy the situation and hope that you find the current warning satisfactory.
That being said, I'm dismayed at what appears to be underhanded and vicious tactics to reduce my ratings! I know full well that this story has not been actually read 133 times, especially when I can see that others who have posted their works above me have been read once or perhaps five times. I can only assume that it is being opened in order to click the 'ratings' button and lower my rating. Over the course of the afternoon I've watched my rating drop and rise like a yo yo, from 3 to 5 to 3 and down again to to 3, where I believe it's currently sitting.
Since I began posting "Fifteen Years" 22 chapters and over a year ago, it has never held less than a 4 rate. Such childish and abusive tactics seem far better suited to the Harry Potter forum, do they not?
I certainly hope that you are too honorable for such tactics, and would be highly disappointed to learn that you are behind them.
If, however, it is the case that you are responsible, I would suggest that you go play with your treasure or imprison some innocent Dwarves or something.
Ever Your Servant,
Ertia, the Lost Love Slave
Gabby,
dearest, please do not desecrate innocent butterflies or kick kittens! It's just not nice. If you must kick something, I suggest Glorfindel. I hear he, on occassion, enjoys a good kicking. But be sure to ask his permission first. We wouldn't want any non-consensual kicking going on!
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April 5, 2006 at 12:00 AM
Ta da!! I am so happy to see this story again. I went to the "read only" site to read the last two chapters then came back here for the latest. Poor Legolas (for being gallant at the worst possible time) and poor Haldir (for acting like a cold fish) and getting blamed by an incognito prince for injuring a lady. Will they work it out in the battles ahead? Evil cliffie, BTW.
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April 5, 2006 at 12:00 AM
GGGRRRRR
Strange Haldir and poor Legolas. And a war. You are machiavelic.
You are a master...
Thank you
Strange Haldir and poor Legolas. And a war. You are machiavelic.
You are a master...
Thank you
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April 5, 2006 at 12:00 AM
Hi, Ertia!
Wonderful new chapter! I was terrified what would happen to Sarnlass for his transgression, since I was sutre from Illenes reaction that Haldir had not hurt her, but at least it turned out better than I thought. I just hope Sarnlass and Haldir will setle their diferences before the end. but Haldir seems to have a real attitude-problem. And now, the humans are going to attack Lothlorien? Or would that be the Orcs from Dol-Guldur? I any case, I am glad to see you continue this story. I love it very much!
Cheers,
Aislynn
Wonderful new chapter! I was terrified what would happen to Sarnlass for his transgression, since I was sutre from Illenes reaction that Haldir had not hurt her, but at least it turned out better than I thought. I just hope Sarnlass and Haldir will setle their diferences before the end. but Haldir seems to have a real attitude-problem. And now, the humans are going to attack Lothlorien? Or would that be the Orcs from Dol-Guldur? I any case, I am glad to see you continue this story. I love it very much!
Cheers,
Aislynn
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April 5, 2006 at 12:00 AM
My dear young lady. You need to learn the difference between 'courtesans' and indentured sex slaves. No courtesan I ever heard of had to wear a collar, nor did they give up the right to their personal autonomy.
I greatly resent your characterization of myself, plotting to enter my son into such a degrading situation. You may have had me laughing in the early chapter, but I assure you, I am not laughing now, as you describe Celeborn bending my son over a bed and taking him with minimal preparation as if he were an object rather than a sentient being. No elf deserves such treatment, whether he or she be a stablehand, a kitchen wench, or a prince. The slap across the face for daring to defend a helpless elleth was the last straw.
My armies are preparing to march, and if they can somehow find their way into your strange and twisted AU world where elves degrade one another, the imposter masquerading as my kinsman, Celeborn, will be in some trouble.
I greatly resent your characterization of myself, plotting to enter my son into such a degrading situation. You may have had me laughing in the early chapter, but I assure you, I am not laughing now, as you describe Celeborn bending my son over a bed and taking him with minimal preparation as if he were an object rather than a sentient being. No elf deserves such treatment, whether he or she be a stablehand, a kitchen wench, or a prince. The slap across the face for daring to defend a helpless elleth was the last straw.
My armies are preparing to march, and if they can somehow find their way into your strange and twisted AU world where elves degrade one another, the imposter masquerading as my kinsman, Celeborn, will be in some trouble.
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April 5, 2006 at 12:00 AM
Dearest King Thranduil,
I send my most embarrassed apologies. I am sorry that you do not find my charming and innocent little tale to your liking.
But come now! Waging war against Lothlorien over such a little thing? Can you truly spare an army for such efforts? Especially when your own kingdom is nearly overrun by yrch and ungol?
I do admit that perhaps my Lord Celeborn has been a bit hasty of late, but I beg your understanding of the great pressures he is under. I promise to have a word with him about his behavior. As for Legolas himself, well, I think perhaps it's time your spoilt and pampered son learn some lessons on respect and courtesy, as well as respect for those he feels beneath him. If you had done your fatherly duties properly, he would not need to learn such harsh lessons now. But I speak out of turn. Forgive me, my lord, perhaps it is the absence of his mother which is to blame.
Whatever the fault, I can assure you that when my tale has ended, it will a be stronger, kinder Prince who returns to Mirkwood. I have seen of his future, and I believe his lessons now will set him to good stead. I beg your forebearance.
Ever Your Servant,
Ertia, The Lost Love Slave
ps- Perhaps you should turn your attention towards Lord Elrond, and the mischief he has caused your son at the hands of Crowdaughter in her epic "Mael Gul'?
I send my most embarrassed apologies. I am sorry that you do not find my charming and innocent little tale to your liking.
But come now! Waging war against Lothlorien over such a little thing? Can you truly spare an army for such efforts? Especially when your own kingdom is nearly overrun by yrch and ungol?
I do admit that perhaps my Lord Celeborn has been a bit hasty of late, but I beg your understanding of the great pressures he is under. I promise to have a word with him about his behavior. As for Legolas himself, well, I think perhaps it's time your spoilt and pampered son learn some lessons on respect and courtesy, as well as respect for those he feels beneath him. If you had done your fatherly duties properly, he would not need to learn such harsh lessons now. But I speak out of turn. Forgive me, my lord, perhaps it is the absence of his mother which is to blame.
Whatever the fault, I can assure you that when my tale has ended, it will a be stronger, kinder Prince who returns to Mirkwood. I have seen of his future, and I believe his lessons now will set him to good stead. I beg your forebearance.
Ever Your Servant,
Ertia, The Lost Love Slave
ps- Perhaps you should turn your attention towards Lord Elrond, and the mischief he has caused your son at the hands of Crowdaughter in her epic "Mael Gul'?