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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,528
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
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Fic: You Bitch! 2/3
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Juniper
Rate: NC-17
Pairing: OB/CF, OB/VM
Archive: Let me know where...
Disclaimer: Only in my dream, and it is such a sweet dream.
Feedback: If you want to
Warning: AU, BDSM, OOC, kink, nymphomania, sadomasochism.
Summary: Don’t you think it’s Orli’s time to have a little fun?
~
2.
Viggo place a costume in front of Orlando with a rough command, “Wear it.” He watched as Orlando stripped his clothes and began to don the costume. As he slid into the revealing costume, Viggo growled, “You’re doing just fine…”
When Orlando had finished dressing, Viggo offered another gruff command. “On your hands and knees.”
Orlando assumed the position, ready to feel either pleasure or pain – or both. A collar was placed around his neck, and a chain was attached to it.
Viggo reached for his favorite whip, and began to stripe it over Orlando’s bare ass. Lick after lick left a red pattern over the olive skin. Orlando tensed as the whipping progressed.
After a time, Viggo placed the whip on the floor. He moved to a shelf and removed a bottle.
“What’s that?” Orlando asked curiously.
“The only thing you need to know is that it will give you pleasure, slave,” Viggo replied.
Viggo pushed the young man onto the bed face first, pressing him tightly to the bed. He took another smaller collar and placed it around Orlando’s straining cock. With his free hand, he opened the bottle and spilled a little of the liquid over Orlando’s hole, making him whimper as the warm liquid spread over him.
“Does that feel good, slave?” Viggo asked.
Orlando nodded, moving his ass, wanting to feel more of the sensation.
Viggo pulled the chains toward him, making the younger man cry out. He lowered his face to Orlando’s bottom and began to push the liquid inside Orlando’s body with his tongue. He almost groaned at the tightness surrounding his tongue.
Viggo spread the liquid with his tongue as well as he could. He knew that the liquid was sticky, but there would be other parts of Orlando’s body that would be stickier before the night was over.
The younger man would simply have to learn to deal with it.
Orlando’s head thrashed from side to side as he cried out in pleasure. The substance Viggo had used on him was unbelievable. In the mindlessness of his pleasure, he called out a name. It wasn’t Colin’s name though – it was Viggo’s name. Viggo was the one giving him these intense feelings.
Smirking at the sounds he was pulling from the young man, Viggo challenged him. “Do you want me to fuck you? Fuck you until you’re begging me to stop, slave?”
Orlando nodded, speechless from his high.
Viggo pulled his clothes off as quickly as he could. He slipped into his master costume, eager to be inside the clenching hole that tempted him beyond all reason.
Orlando moaned as he felt Viggo slide his hard cock into him with one quick thrust. He felt Viggo’s rhythm for a moment before he began to move with him.
Viggo pushed and pulled at the chains that bound Orlando as he thrust inside the other man. He slapped Orlando’s ass, enjoying the shivers the beating invoked. He felt that the man under him, giving him so much pleasure in return, was like a blessing or a gift.
“More…” Orlando cried, moving his head from side to side.
“Oh – you’ll get more – my pretty slave,” Viggo replied.
Orlando felt shivers building in his body. He wasn’t ready to come so soon! He tried to hold back – tried to hold off his orgasm, but he couldn’t hold it much longer.
“I can feel your torment, pretty slave, come for me,” Viggo whispered as he moved faster and harder inside Orlando’s body – feeling the younger man shuddering violently.
Orlando let go at those words, spilling onto the black sheet beneath him. He collapsed, laying his head on the beaten pillow. His mouth hung open with shock as he considered the pleasure the older man had given him. “Thank you, love…” he whispered.
Viggo grinned at him, running a tender hand along his spine. “I love you too, my pretty one.”
Orlando chuckled. “Not quite so pretty now, Viggo. I’m covered with bruises…”
He was cut off by Viggo’s rough voice. “Bruises on your ass, but not on that beautiful face.” He allowed himself to linger inside Orlando’s body as they lay there.
“Are you ready for another round, slave?” Viggo asked roughly, starting to lightly tap Orlando’s ass again, sliding in the slippery, sticky liquid he had poured onto and into the younger man’s backside. When Orlando didn’t answer, Viggo pulled at the chains, pulling a cry from the man underneath him.
Orlando groaned as pleasure threatened to overtake him once more. Viggo suddenly stopped moving, causing Orlando to grunt as he felt him try to pull out.
“I…are we stuck?” Orlando grimaced from the movements of Viggo’s body inside him.
Viggo grinned sheepishly. “I guess we are. I don’t know why…” His voice trailed off as he tried to figure out a solution to their problem.
“We could try a cold shower,” Orlando suggested.
“Why a cold shower?” the older man asked, seemed confused.
“That stuff that you put inside of me…it was so warm…maybe if you use cold water it will release us,” he replied.
“So… I seem to have found a pretty and wise slave…” Viggo groaned at him.
“Love you too, old man,” Orlando replied cheekily.
Viggo pulled the younger man close to himself, carrying him carefully to the bathroom, not wanting to cause any more pain if it could be avoided. Inside the shower, Viggo turned on the cold water and began to wash himself and Orlando. He smiled at the shivers the cold water caused on Orlando’s warm skin. He finally felt his cock slide easily out of the young man. He knelt and carefully washed Orlando’s entrance, cleaning as much of the sticky liquid as he could reach.
“So – tell me, master – what was that stuff?” Orlando’s curiosity got the best of him.
Viggo glanced up at him. “Would you believe me if I told you that it was honey?”
“That…that was honey? I should try that with Colin sometime.” Orlando mused, looking down at Viggo.
“You…you have a boyfriend?” Viggo questioned.
“Yeah, but I don’t see him much…he works all of the time. He wasn’t able to give me what I needed…but you can…I want more of you…” Orlando said, wanting to spend more time with Viggo.
“So…your boyfriend…does he know that you’re here now?” Viggo asked.
“No, he fell asleep after making love…” Orlando admitted to him, shivering as he felt Viggo use more cold water to cleanse him inside.
Viggo worked at cleaning Orlando. “Hmm. So that’s why you were so tight and wet…”
Viggo turned off the water, rising and handing Orlando a towel to dry off with. He studied the younger man as he readied himself to leave. “Can I give you a lift home?”
“Yeah, I just need to change,” Orlando answered, beginning to remove the costume Viggo had given him to wear. He waited patiently for Viggo to remove the collars from his neck and his cock.
Unfastening the collar from around the slender neck, Viggo pulled Orlando into a kiss, searching for an answer that he found quickly as Orlando’s tongue invited him inside. He broke the kiss, allowing Orlando to finish dressing.
Both men were silent as Viggo drove Orlando home. As he pulled to a stop where Orlando told him to, the younger man turned to him and smiled shyly. “My boyfriend will be at work tomorrow…would you come by…bring some of your stuff with you…make love to me?
“I’ll come whenever you call, lover…” Viggo punctuated his statement with a kiss before letting the younger man leave the car. Orlando stood on the curb with a smile on his face.
The only sound that broke the silence of Orlando’s return to the bedroom was Colin’s snoring. Orlando took his clothes off and slid noiselessly between the sheets of the bed. He rested his head on the pillow and closed his eyes to dream.
End of Chapter 2.
R/R
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Juniper
Rate: NC-17
Pairing: OB/CF, OB/VM
Archive: Let me know where...
Disclaimer: Only in my dream, and it is such a sweet dream.
Feedback: If you want to
Warning: AU, BDSM, OOC, kink, nymphomania, sadomasochism.
Summary: Don’t you think it’s Orli’s time to have a little fun?
~
2.
Viggo place a costume in front of Orlando with a rough command, “Wear it.” He watched as Orlando stripped his clothes and began to don the costume. As he slid into the revealing costume, Viggo growled, “You’re doing just fine…”
When Orlando had finished dressing, Viggo offered another gruff command. “On your hands and knees.”
Orlando assumed the position, ready to feel either pleasure or pain – or both. A collar was placed around his neck, and a chain was attached to it.
Viggo reached for his favorite whip, and began to stripe it over Orlando’s bare ass. Lick after lick left a red pattern over the olive skin. Orlando tensed as the whipping progressed.
After a time, Viggo placed the whip on the floor. He moved to a shelf and removed a bottle.
“What’s that?” Orlando asked curiously.
“The only thing you need to know is that it will give you pleasure, slave,” Viggo replied.
Viggo pushed the young man onto the bed face first, pressing him tightly to the bed. He took another smaller collar and placed it around Orlando’s straining cock. With his free hand, he opened the bottle and spilled a little of the liquid over Orlando’s hole, making him whimper as the warm liquid spread over him.
“Does that feel good, slave?” Viggo asked.
Orlando nodded, moving his ass, wanting to feel more of the sensation.
Viggo pulled the chains toward him, making the younger man cry out. He lowered his face to Orlando’s bottom and began to push the liquid inside Orlando’s body with his tongue. He almost groaned at the tightness surrounding his tongue.
Viggo spread the liquid with his tongue as well as he could. He knew that the liquid was sticky, but there would be other parts of Orlando’s body that would be stickier before the night was over.
The younger man would simply have to learn to deal with it.
Orlando’s head thrashed from side to side as he cried out in pleasure. The substance Viggo had used on him was unbelievable. In the mindlessness of his pleasure, he called out a name. It wasn’t Colin’s name though – it was Viggo’s name. Viggo was the one giving him these intense feelings.
Smirking at the sounds he was pulling from the young man, Viggo challenged him. “Do you want me to fuck you? Fuck you until you’re begging me to stop, slave?”
Orlando nodded, speechless from his high.
Viggo pulled his clothes off as quickly as he could. He slipped into his master costume, eager to be inside the clenching hole that tempted him beyond all reason.
Orlando moaned as he felt Viggo slide his hard cock into him with one quick thrust. He felt Viggo’s rhythm for a moment before he began to move with him.
Viggo pushed and pulled at the chains that bound Orlando as he thrust inside the other man. He slapped Orlando’s ass, enjoying the shivers the beating invoked. He felt that the man under him, giving him so much pleasure in return, was like a blessing or a gift.
“More…” Orlando cried, moving his head from side to side.
“Oh – you’ll get more – my pretty slave,” Viggo replied.
Orlando felt shivers building in his body. He wasn’t ready to come so soon! He tried to hold back – tried to hold off his orgasm, but he couldn’t hold it much longer.
“I can feel your torment, pretty slave, come for me,” Viggo whispered as he moved faster and harder inside Orlando’s body – feeling the younger man shuddering violently.
Orlando let go at those words, spilling onto the black sheet beneath him. He collapsed, laying his head on the beaten pillow. His mouth hung open with shock as he considered the pleasure the older man had given him. “Thank you, love…” he whispered.
Viggo grinned at him, running a tender hand along his spine. “I love you too, my pretty one.”
Orlando chuckled. “Not quite so pretty now, Viggo. I’m covered with bruises…”
He was cut off by Viggo’s rough voice. “Bruises on your ass, but not on that beautiful face.” He allowed himself to linger inside Orlando’s body as they lay there.
“Are you ready for another round, slave?” Viggo asked roughly, starting to lightly tap Orlando’s ass again, sliding in the slippery, sticky liquid he had poured onto and into the younger man’s backside. When Orlando didn’t answer, Viggo pulled at the chains, pulling a cry from the man underneath him.
Orlando groaned as pleasure threatened to overtake him once more. Viggo suddenly stopped moving, causing Orlando to grunt as he felt him try to pull out.
“I…are we stuck?” Orlando grimaced from the movements of Viggo’s body inside him.
Viggo grinned sheepishly. “I guess we are. I don’t know why…” His voice trailed off as he tried to figure out a solution to their problem.
“We could try a cold shower,” Orlando suggested.
“Why a cold shower?” the older man asked, seemed confused.
“That stuff that you put inside of me…it was so warm…maybe if you use cold water it will release us,” he replied.
“So… I seem to have found a pretty and wise slave…” Viggo groaned at him.
“Love you too, old man,” Orlando replied cheekily.
Viggo pulled the younger man close to himself, carrying him carefully to the bathroom, not wanting to cause any more pain if it could be avoided. Inside the shower, Viggo turned on the cold water and began to wash himself and Orlando. He smiled at the shivers the cold water caused on Orlando’s warm skin. He finally felt his cock slide easily out of the young man. He knelt and carefully washed Orlando’s entrance, cleaning as much of the sticky liquid as he could reach.
“So – tell me, master – what was that stuff?” Orlando’s curiosity got the best of him.
Viggo glanced up at him. “Would you believe me if I told you that it was honey?”
“That…that was honey? I should try that with Colin sometime.” Orlando mused, looking down at Viggo.
“You…you have a boyfriend?” Viggo questioned.
“Yeah, but I don’t see him much…he works all of the time. He wasn’t able to give me what I needed…but you can…I want more of you…” Orlando said, wanting to spend more time with Viggo.
“So…your boyfriend…does he know that you’re here now?” Viggo asked.
“No, he fell asleep after making love…” Orlando admitted to him, shivering as he felt Viggo use more cold water to cleanse him inside.
Viggo worked at cleaning Orlando. “Hmm. So that’s why you were so tight and wet…”
Viggo turned off the water, rising and handing Orlando a towel to dry off with. He studied the younger man as he readied himself to leave. “Can I give you a lift home?”
“Yeah, I just need to change,” Orlando answered, beginning to remove the costume Viggo had given him to wear. He waited patiently for Viggo to remove the collars from his neck and his cock.
Unfastening the collar from around the slender neck, Viggo pulled Orlando into a kiss, searching for an answer that he found quickly as Orlando’s tongue invited him inside. He broke the kiss, allowing Orlando to finish dressing.
Both men were silent as Viggo drove Orlando home. As he pulled to a stop where Orlando told him to, the younger man turned to him and smiled shyly. “My boyfriend will be at work tomorrow…would you come by…bring some of your stuff with you…make love to me?
“I’ll come whenever you call, lover…” Viggo punctuated his statement with a kiss before letting the younger man leave the car. Orlando stood on the curb with a smile on his face.
The only sound that broke the silence of Orlando’s return to the bedroom was Colin’s snoring. Orlando took his clothes off and slid noiselessly between the sheets of the bed. He rested his head on the pillow and closed his eyes to dream.
End of Chapter 2.
R/R