The Next Best Thing
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Lord of the Rings Movies › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
9,895
Reviews:
2
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Currently Reading:
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The Next Best Thing - Part 2
Title: The Next Best Thing
Author: Lizzette aka seductivemessiah
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: au, rape, bondage, abuse
Summary: When Grima can’t have Eowyn, he’ll have next best thing. COMPLETE!!!
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After judging sufficient time for the girl to be finished, I made my way back to my room, where she should be waiting for me.
When I entered the room, I saw that the Orc had followed my instructions precisely. Nyssa was still naked, but only her wrists were shackled, and the chains were attached to my headboard. The girl lay there on her back, her arms over her head, and her mouth gagged. Her eyes were wide with trepidation, and I slowly made my way towards her, taking in her creamy body laying there, begging me to take it.
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[Nyssa]
I had been surprised when, after the hospitality, I was chained up to a bed and gagged. I had struggled with my chains for a while, but gave up. The iron in the headboard was as strong as the chains, and there was no way that I would be able to break it.
I heard the door open, and almost didn’t even want to look, for fear of who would be there, but when I did turn to look, I saw him again.
I didn’t like the way he was looking at me. I felt vulnerable and dirty under his gaze, and I pulled my knees to cover myself as much as possible.
He then spoke. “My name is Grima, and I would like to welcome you to Isengard. I hope you will enjoy your stay her, lady, for I know that I will…” With that, he gently ran his hand down my arm and over my right breast and stomach. I closed my eyes, turned my head, and whimpered, scared at what he would do next. “Do not be frightened, Little One,” he implored, “I will not hurt you.” His hands kept roaming my body, feeling my curves, and I wanted to cry for the humiliation. His lips pressed a searing kiss to my forehead as I heard cloth drop to the floor, and then felt him climb into bed on top of me.
I wiggled as much as I could, trying to not let him touch me as much as possible, but it was a futile struggle, as he did what he pleased with me, his fingers stroking my breasts, and then my hips and thighs as his lips pressed kisses to my neck. His hands then roamed in between my legs, and then, suddenly, he stopped.
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[Grima]
Her skin was so silken smooth; I could have spent the night simply caressing her. She did not seem to be very responsive in any way but negative to it, but I pressed on. In time, she would like it.
I stopped, however, when during a gentle perusal of her jewel I felt a slight barrier. I paused for a moment, and then felt further, and then I was sure of it.
The girl was a virgin.
This was my lucky day.
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[Nyssa]
I was near tears as he stroked and petted me, but when he stopped for a moment, it gave me cause for concern. What was he doing?
He then leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I did not realize you were a virgin, Little One. I promise you that I will make this extra special.”
My heart nearly leapt out of my chest at that. No! my mind screamed. I had wanted to wait, save myself for my husband. My ideal circumstance would be to give myself up on my wedding night, let my husband be the first and only man to touch me. This Grima was taking this precious thing away from me!
I let the tears flow freely, then. If not for the gag around my mouth I would have tried to beg and reason with him, but all I could do was weep.
His tongue traced a trail down my neck, but it did not feel pleasurable, only wet…almost slimy. He paused as he suckled on a breast, his hand playing with its twin. His tongue then went lower, down my stomach and over my navel until he reached my red curls. I tried to not let him part my legs, but he was too strong for me, and soon his tongue was grossly roaming all over me. I felt repulsed by this, wanting it to stop. I tried to struggle with him as much as I could, but he held me down firmly. I tugged at my chains, the scraping of iron against iron deafening in the otherwise silent room. I could tell that he was trying to give me pleasure, but my mind was still in shock and unresponsive, and the only thing I could do was cry.
After what seemed like forever, he ceased his ministrations and slowly made his way back up my body with his tongue. He paused as he licked my ear, and then he whispered, “I know you’ll probably still feel pain, Little One, as this will be your first time. I promise I will be as gentle as possible.”
A fresh round of tears spilled over my cheeks as I felt his hard member press against my jewel, and then, he slowly entered me.
Had it not been for the gag, I would have screamed in pain. I could still feel his breath on my ear as he continued to murmur what I suppose he thought was comforting words, but I could only weep as a feeling of nausea swept over me. It felt like his member was tearing me apart, and I started to struggle again, when he whispered, “Shh, Little One, the more you move the more it will hurt.”
As demented as it seemed, it was still logical, and so I lay as still as possible, praying that it would be over soon. I squeezed my eyes shut and clenched my jaw, determined to not think about my body being violated and to think instead of better things. My home…my family…my friends…my horse…images flitted through my mind and distracted me from the pain.
--
[Grima]
Gods, she was tight! I thought I might explode before I was truly finished, and I had to concentrate to keep my control in check.
She did not seem to be enjoying herself as much as I was, and so I softly whispered comforting words in her ear. She almost panicked on me, struggling as I was inside of her, and I almost panicked myself; I knew she was probably in pain, but struggling on her end would only make it more painful, and I certainly didn’t want her to be in more pain than necessary.
“Shh, Little One, the more you move the more it will hurt.”
At that, she seemed to resign herself to her fate. She lay very still and simply let me do whatever I pleased. I smiled as I began to thrust more and more out of her tight entrance, a light sheen of sweat encasing my body.
I felt it. It was getting closer. I could see it, like the sun before dawn, it was getting closer and closer and closer. My thrusts became faster and more insistent the closer I got, and soon I buried myself as deeply as I could inside of her and grunted as I released.
--
[Nyssa]
Finally, thank the Gods; it was over. I could feel his sweaty body pressing against mine, and I was repulsed, hoping that if I did throw up, it would be only after he removed the gag.
After a few moments he laid down beside me and wrapped my body in his arms, kissing my neck as he did. “Oh, Little One…” he murmured as he kissed my forehead again.
I burst into tears, despair sweeping over me. I knew that as long as this man lived, I would belong to him, and he would do to me whatever he wished.
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finished! i'm thinking of doing an epilogue of sorts, but the main story is finished. :)
Author: Lizzette aka seductivemessiah
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: au, rape, bondage, abuse
Summary: When Grima can’t have Eowyn, he’ll have next best thing. COMPLETE!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After judging sufficient time for the girl to be finished, I made my way back to my room, where she should be waiting for me.
When I entered the room, I saw that the Orc had followed my instructions precisely. Nyssa was still naked, but only her wrists were shackled, and the chains were attached to my headboard. The girl lay there on her back, her arms over her head, and her mouth gagged. Her eyes were wide with trepidation, and I slowly made my way towards her, taking in her creamy body laying there, begging me to take it.
--
[Nyssa]
I had been surprised when, after the hospitality, I was chained up to a bed and gagged. I had struggled with my chains for a while, but gave up. The iron in the headboard was as strong as the chains, and there was no way that I would be able to break it.
I heard the door open, and almost didn’t even want to look, for fear of who would be there, but when I did turn to look, I saw him again.
I didn’t like the way he was looking at me. I felt vulnerable and dirty under his gaze, and I pulled my knees to cover myself as much as possible.
He then spoke. “My name is Grima, and I would like to welcome you to Isengard. I hope you will enjoy your stay her, lady, for I know that I will…” With that, he gently ran his hand down my arm and over my right breast and stomach. I closed my eyes, turned my head, and whimpered, scared at what he would do next. “Do not be frightened, Little One,” he implored, “I will not hurt you.” His hands kept roaming my body, feeling my curves, and I wanted to cry for the humiliation. His lips pressed a searing kiss to my forehead as I heard cloth drop to the floor, and then felt him climb into bed on top of me.
I wiggled as much as I could, trying to not let him touch me as much as possible, but it was a futile struggle, as he did what he pleased with me, his fingers stroking my breasts, and then my hips and thighs as his lips pressed kisses to my neck. His hands then roamed in between my legs, and then, suddenly, he stopped.
--
[Grima]
Her skin was so silken smooth; I could have spent the night simply caressing her. She did not seem to be very responsive in any way but negative to it, but I pressed on. In time, she would like it.
I stopped, however, when during a gentle perusal of her jewel I felt a slight barrier. I paused for a moment, and then felt further, and then I was sure of it.
The girl was a virgin.
This was my lucky day.
--
[Nyssa]
I was near tears as he stroked and petted me, but when he stopped for a moment, it gave me cause for concern. What was he doing?
He then leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I did not realize you were a virgin, Little One. I promise you that I will make this extra special.”
My heart nearly leapt out of my chest at that. No! my mind screamed. I had wanted to wait, save myself for my husband. My ideal circumstance would be to give myself up on my wedding night, let my husband be the first and only man to touch me. This Grima was taking this precious thing away from me!
I let the tears flow freely, then. If not for the gag around my mouth I would have tried to beg and reason with him, but all I could do was weep.
His tongue traced a trail down my neck, but it did not feel pleasurable, only wet…almost slimy. He paused as he suckled on a breast, his hand playing with its twin. His tongue then went lower, down my stomach and over my navel until he reached my red curls. I tried to not let him part my legs, but he was too strong for me, and soon his tongue was grossly roaming all over me. I felt repulsed by this, wanting it to stop. I tried to struggle with him as much as I could, but he held me down firmly. I tugged at my chains, the scraping of iron against iron deafening in the otherwise silent room. I could tell that he was trying to give me pleasure, but my mind was still in shock and unresponsive, and the only thing I could do was cry.
After what seemed like forever, he ceased his ministrations and slowly made his way back up my body with his tongue. He paused as he licked my ear, and then he whispered, “I know you’ll probably still feel pain, Little One, as this will be your first time. I promise I will be as gentle as possible.”
A fresh round of tears spilled over my cheeks as I felt his hard member press against my jewel, and then, he slowly entered me.
Had it not been for the gag, I would have screamed in pain. I could still feel his breath on my ear as he continued to murmur what I suppose he thought was comforting words, but I could only weep as a feeling of nausea swept over me. It felt like his member was tearing me apart, and I started to struggle again, when he whispered, “Shh, Little One, the more you move the more it will hurt.”
As demented as it seemed, it was still logical, and so I lay as still as possible, praying that it would be over soon. I squeezed my eyes shut and clenched my jaw, determined to not think about my body being violated and to think instead of better things. My home…my family…my friends…my horse…images flitted through my mind and distracted me from the pain.
--
[Grima]
Gods, she was tight! I thought I might explode before I was truly finished, and I had to concentrate to keep my control in check.
She did not seem to be enjoying herself as much as I was, and so I softly whispered comforting words in her ear. She almost panicked on me, struggling as I was inside of her, and I almost panicked myself; I knew she was probably in pain, but struggling on her end would only make it more painful, and I certainly didn’t want her to be in more pain than necessary.
“Shh, Little One, the more you move the more it will hurt.”
At that, she seemed to resign herself to her fate. She lay very still and simply let me do whatever I pleased. I smiled as I began to thrust more and more out of her tight entrance, a light sheen of sweat encasing my body.
I felt it. It was getting closer. I could see it, like the sun before dawn, it was getting closer and closer and closer. My thrusts became faster and more insistent the closer I got, and soon I buried myself as deeply as I could inside of her and grunted as I released.
--
[Nyssa]
Finally, thank the Gods; it was over. I could feel his sweaty body pressing against mine, and I was repulsed, hoping that if I did throw up, it would be only after he removed the gag.
After a few moments he laid down beside me and wrapped my body in his arms, kissing my neck as he did. “Oh, Little One…” he murmured as he kissed my forehead again.
I burst into tears, despair sweeping over me. I knew that as long as this man lived, I would belong to him, and he would do to me whatever he wished.
***********
finished! i'm thinking of doing an epilogue of sorts, but the main story is finished. :)