The Teacher

WARNING** THIS CHAPTER DEALS WITH SEXUAL ASSAULT** YOU"VE BEEN WARNED

Chap26

When they got to the pond, Elladan sat down on a boulder near the shoreline, his back to the water.

“Go ahead, Penda,” he said as he setteled down, “take your time; we still have about an hour of sunlight lef
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Neither one of them saw the dark-haired elf moving towards them from the far side of the pond

Running behind some bushes, she made sure Elladan could not see her. When she was certain she took her clothff aff and stacked them neatly on the ground. Taking the leather tie out of her hair, she pulled her braid apart and brushed it out. Grabbing her soap and a cloth she ran into the water, shrieking at its cool temperature. She made her way out into the pond until the water came just below her hips. Working up a good lather she washed herself, glad to get the dirt from their trip washed off.

Turning her head, she saw that Elladan still has bas back turned and that he was humming quietly. Walking towards the shore, she threw her cloth up with her clothes, then turned and made her way back out into deeper water, until it came just below her breasts. Slowly she ducked her head under the water. When she came back up she worked her soap into a good lather again and began to wash her hair.

~~***~~

Slowly he made his way around the pond, keeping to the trees. He watched HER as she ran into the water. Stepping back further into the woods, he continued watching her as she washed herself; watching as her hands roved across her body, wishing it was his hands. When she had turned and headed for the shore, he was afraid she had finished. But she had tossed her cloth onto the shore then gone back out into the water.

He made his way closer to where Elladan sat, stopping just a few yards from him. Picking up a rock, he waited until she ducked under the water to get her hair wet. As soon as she went under, he threw the rock at Elladan, striking him in the head and knocking him out. Creeping up to him, he pulled Elladans limp body out of view. Quickly, he removed his tunic. He would have to act fast; he didn’t know how long Elladan would be out.

Stepping into the water, he slowly made his way out to Penda. He stopped suddenly and watched as she ducked her head under water, two, then three times, to rinse her hair. As she went down for the fourth time, he stepped closer. Then, as she came up for air, he moved behind her. Immediately he reached around and covered her mouth with one hand while he used his other hand to pull her up against him.

When she felt his hand cover her mouth, Pendaed ted to scream, but, when she was pulled up against her unknown assailant, and felt his hardness pressed into her back, she began to struggle. Penda was terrified as she felt the hold around her waist become tighter.

Slowly, he lowered his lips to her ear. “I thought I would help you, my sweet,” he whispered, before he ran his tongue around the outer edges of her ear.

Penda’s struggles intensified.

“Stop and I’ll move my hand from you mouth,” he whispered. “Keep struggling and I will hold you tighter. The choice is yours.”

Penda ceased her struggles.

“Wise choice. It will make things much easier.”

“Amros?” she said, her voice trembling

“You were expecting someone else? Elrond perhaps?” he asked as he nipped her earlobe.

Slowly he slid his hand down her neck to her left breast. He pinched the already hard nipple, causing her to gasp.

“Ahh, I see you are already enjoying this,” he whispered as he twisted the nipple between his finger and thumb.

“Nay,” Penda said, “their hardness is caused by the cool water, NOT by your touch.”

“Then I will have to change that,” he said as he moved his hand from her waist to her right breast.

“What do you want from me?” she gasped as he pinched her again.

Thrusting his hips into her backside, he said “I thought that was obvious. Now, we are going across the pond to the other shore. The water is shallow enough for you to walk.”

Releasing her breasts, he grabbed a hand full of her hair and pulled her head back. “Move,” he said. Then, using his free hand, he pushed her forward.

Penda was terrified. What was she going to do? She wondered where Elladan was and if he was alright. Slowly she walked towards the opposite shore, the water never getting any deeper than just above her breasts.

~~***~~

Elladan woke up slowly. His head was pounding. What in Arda had happened? Moving his hand to the back of his head, he felt something sticky. He was bleeding, but not profusely. Looking up, he saw Amros, with Penda, walking out of the pond on the opposite shore. He could see how Amros held her by the hair, forcing her to walk ahead of him; heard her cry out in pain. It angered him to think that an elf would do something like this, to anyone. He struggled to get to his feet, but he was overwhelmed with dizziness. He needed to get help, for Penda and for himself. He could call for help, but to do that would alert Amros and could bring further danger to her. Knowing he could not help her in his condition, he began to crawl backardsards camp, resting when he needed.

~~**~~

As they approached the far shore, Penda tried to cover herself. Thinking she was going to try to run, Amros tightened his hold on her hair, causing her to cry out.

“Quiet,” he hissed in her ear, “We don’t want anyone to hear you, it may might spoil our fun.”

“I wouldn’t mind,” Penda replied, trying to ignore the pain in her head.

Amros chuckled. “I am sure you wouldn’t, but I would.” He forced her to walk deeper into the woods. Looking down, he watched as her hips swayed, back and forth, with each step she took. He felt himself grow harder, if that was possible.

They made their way through the woods until they came to a small clearing. Penda’s eyes roved the area. She saw a pack on the ground and recognized at as belonging to Amros. As he released her hair, he grabbed her by the wrist, spinning her around to face him, then let go of her hand. “Put your hands to your sides,” he ordered her. Penda complied.

Slowly, he walked around her, his eyes roving down her body. Stopping behind her, he gathered her hair in one hand and pulled it to the side. Reaching out, he ran his hand down her back, to the swell of her backside. “No marks,” he said quietly. “I thought you would have had a few,” he said as he let go of her hair and stepped up closer to her.

“Why,” Penda replied, barely audible, “would yhinkhink that?”

“Because,” he said as he trailed his fingertips down the length of her arm, causing her to shiver, “you have been with our mighty Elf-lord, Elrond. I have heard it said that he is a lusty lover and that he liked to be, shall we say, ‘rough,’ with the elleths. Perhaps he has just forgotten how it feels to lay with a beautiful female.”

“I have never…” she began to say.

“Don’t lie to me!” he hissed, as he pulled a knife from the back of his leggings, pressing it to her throat.

“I’m not, Amros, please,” she begged, terrified of what he would do.

“I saw you go into the woods with him, after you rubbed yourself between his thighsasinasing him, making him want you, like one of those humans from the village,” he said, anger showing in his eyes. “They learned what happens when you tease an elf; tonight, you will learn the same lesson.”

“Yes, Amros, we did go into the woods,” she gasped, “but all we did was talk. Please, put the knife down, we can talk about this.”

“I don’t believe you Penda,” he said as he pressed the tip of the knife into her skin, causing a small trickle of blood to appear.

“I have no way of proving it to you Amros; you will have to take my word.”

“No, I don’t,” he replied, “and you do have a way to prove it.

“How Amros?” she asked, “How do I…” She stopped in mid-sentence, with the sudden realization of what he was implying. “No,” she pleaded, “please don’t do this.”

Slowly he moved back around to stand in front of her. Keeping the knife pressed against her skin, he leaned down and whispered, “Spread your legs, now.”

She had no choice. Closing her eyes, she did as she was told. She fought to hold back the tears, but couldn’t. Slowly, a single tear made its way down cheecheek.

Leaning over, he touched the tear with the tip of his tongue. Reaching down between her legs, he touched her, causing her to gasp. Then, ever so slowly, he began to push his middle finger into her, causing her to groan, until he met a barrier. “Ahh,” he said as he pulled his finger part way out, “the little wildcat was telling me the truth.” Slowly he pushed back into her.

Moving the knife from her throat, he trailed its tip lightly down her arm, causing her to shiver again. “Did you know,” he whispered, as he continued to move in and out of her, “that I have wanted you from the moment I saw you?”

“No, Amros, I…”

“Quiet, my sweet,” hssedssed. “You have haunted my dreams, milady. Your body is different than those of the elleths in Imladris. Your curves are much smoother, fuller than theirs. I shall enjoy taming that wildcat in you.” Slowly, he withdrew his finger.

“Now,” he whispered,” open your eyes.” She did as she was told. She watched as he brought his hand to his lips and slowly cleaned her essence from his finger. “Mmmm, sweet, like honey,” he said. Then, leaning down, he pressed his lips to hers. Forcing her mouth open he ran his tongue across hers.

~~**~~

Elladan was slowly regaining his strength. He had followed the trail that had been used earlier, knowing that if anyone came looking for them, they would find him. As he crept closer to the campsite, he could hear Glorfindel and his father, laughing at something Elrohir had said.

“Ada,” he called out as he got closer. “Ada, help!”

Elrond heard his son’s cry. Jumping up, he grabbed his sword and ran down the trail, followed by the rest of the group. He found Elladan lying in the path, blood oozing from the back of his head.

“What happened?” he asked. “Where is Penda?”

“Amros, Ada…Amros knocked me out. He took…” Elladan stopped speaking, but only long enough to catch his breath. “He took her, Ada, I think he means…means to do her harm”

Elrond tried to pick him up. “No, Ada. I’ll be alright. Go after her.”

“Did you see where he took her?” Elrond asked.

“Into the woods…” he said, gasping through the pain in his head, “far side of the pond. He left…left her clothes behind.”

Elrond looked at Glorfindel, Elrohir and Aerandir. “Elrohir, take your…”

“No, Ada, I am going with you. I am sure Elladan understands,” Elrohir replied.

“Let him go, Ada,” Elladan said, “I would do the same, and you know that well.”

“I’ll help him, milord,” Aerandir said.

With Elrond’s help, Elladan was able to stand, “Find her, Ada,” he said as Aerandir helped him down the trail back to the campsite.

Elrond, Glorfindel, and Elrohir ran down the trail to the pond. Looking around, they found Penda’s clothing. They quickly made their way around the pond, until they found two sets of footprints coming from the water, leading into the woods. They turned and began to follow the trail.

~~**~~

Penda pulled away. Dropping his knife, Amros grabbed her by the arms.

“Amros, please,” she begged. “Not like this.”

He looked at her suspiciously.

“I want you also,” she said quietly, “but not like this, on the ground in the woods, like animals. Let us wait until we get to Imladris.”

“Once again, I find myself not believing you,” he said. “You have not indicated…”

“I know,” she said, looking up at him, trailing her fingertips down his chest and across his nipples, causing them to grow hard, “but Elrond has been taking my time. It is you I want.”

Amros looked down at her. She did not like the wicked grin that spread across his face.
“Prove it,” was all he said.

Penda looked into his eyes, and knew what she had to do. She got down on her knees in front of him. She had seen this done several years earlier, by the daughter of the family she was liviith.ith. Slowly, she pulled the laces to his leggings loose, and then tugged them down, exposing his long, hard length. Reaching up, she wrapped her fingers around him, causing him to moan. Then, leaning forward, she first touched the tip of him with her tongue, and then moved down the length, causing him to moan louder.

“Ahh, yesss, Penda.” He gasped at the feeling. “Take me in your mouth.” She sucked him slowly into her mouth. Suddenly, he grabbed her head and forced himself further in. Immediately, Penda pulled away, causing him to groan with need.

“Amros,” she gasped, “please, not here.” Slowly she stood up.

He looked down into her eyes, and saw something in them, but what? Was it passion for him or fear of him? He couldn’t tell. Getting down on his knees in front if her, he leaned his head against her stomach, nuzzling her. “Penda,” he whispered, “I need…”

“Yes, Amros, I know what you need,” she whispered. “Now, close your eyes and picture in your mind what it will be like when we can be together.”

As he closed his eyes, she moved her hands to either side of his head. She felt him kiss her stomach, and it sickened her. Grabbing him by the hair she pulled his head down as she brought he knee up, slamming his face into her knee. He fell over, screaming in pain and rage. She tried to kick him in the groin, but missed. She turned and started running. “Elrond, help” she screamed as she ran back towards the pond. She could hear Amros running behind her, getting closer.

Amros was furious. She had deceived him. Staggering to his feet, he ran after her. Catching up to her, he grabbed her by the hair and pushed her down to the ground on her stomach. Falling down on top of her, he pinned her to the ground. She struggled to get up. Taking her wrists, he forced her arms down along her sides. Then using his knees, he forced her legs apart. She could feel his length as he probed her, searching for her entrance.

“NO! STOP!” she screamed, as her struggles became more frantic. Suddenly, she heard someone running towards her.

~~**~~

Elrond, Glorfindel and Elrohir had been in the woods for just a few moments when they heard her scream. Following the screams, they ran on. As they rounded a bend in the path Elrond stopped, stunned by what he saw. Penda pinned to the ground by Amros, who was trying to rape her. Glorfindel ran past his friend, and upon reaching Penda, he pulled Amros off her. Pulling his fist back he struck the disgraced elf, first in the stomach and then in the face.

When she felt his weight being lifted off her, Penda crawled into the woods. She did not want the others to see her like this. She could hear Amros as he was struck, heard him cry out in anger at being caught.

Elrond had seen her disappear into the woods and went after her. He found her just a few feet from the path, sitting down, with her knees pulled up, her head resting on her knee’s, and her hair draping around her, giving her some cover.

“Penda,” he said as he walked up. Removing his cloak, he bent over to cover her with it. She pulled away. “Penda,” he said softly as he got down on his knees, “please, let me help you.” As he wrapped his cloak around her shoulders, she began to cry, hitting him in the chest. Grabbing her wrists he held her while she struggled against him until she wore herself out. Pulling her to him, he gently picked her up and headed back to camp. Ahead of him he could see Glorfindel and Elrohir as they led Amros back. As they made their way around the pondstopstopped.

“Elrohir,” he called out, “bring Penda’s clothes here.” Elrohir walked up and set her clothes down on the ground. “After Amros has been secured, bring me a fresh towel, cloth and soap. I will do what I can to help her clean herself.”

“Yes, Ada,” Elrohir said, and then he turned and followed Glorfindel.