Questions & Quandaries -- Elf Style (complete)
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Adult ++
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chapter 3
A/N: {words like this} are Estel’s thoughts.
Chapter 3
*Finally…*
*Bite me*
*Later, I need to see to Estel first*
*Oh, THAT’S funny*
Elladan walked in and smiled at the sight before him – it really was just out of his fantasies! Elrohir stepped back from Estel and walked across the room to on the bed, allowing Elladan to circle the kneeling man.
*Confess brother. The reason for the blindfoldbecabecause you knew you wouldn’t be able to keep a straight face – right?*
*Of course it’s not. It’s part of the whole fear and sensory depriva--*
*Uh-huh* Elrohir raised an eyebrow.
*Well can you keep a straight face?*
Elrohir gave a mental snort.
*How do you keep doing that? And why can’t I do it? Listen…I’m trying to do that snort thing. Is it working?* Elladan screwed his face up in concentration, the expressions comical as he tried to snort at Elro
*No it’s not, although you have gained some facial expressions I’ve never seen before – I didn’t even know a face could do THAT! I guess you’re just too witless to develop the finer points of telepathy…* he gave his older brother a superior smirk.
*Witless? Oh, you will pay for that later*
*Promises, promises…HEY you’re doing this on purpose!*
*Doing what?* Elladan gave Elrohir his best ‘innocent’ look.
*Keeping me ‘talking’! To distract me from Estel so as to build his fear!! I can’t believe I fell for it!*
*Now who’s witless?*
Elrohir gave him a fierce scowl, which Elladan merely ignored as he moved across the room to pull the chair away from the desk and sit.
“Estel. You will submit yourself to my punishment. Crawl towards me”
Using only the sound of Elladan’s voice to guide him, Estel slowly crawled to where the twin sat. Elladan leaned forwards and pulled Estel across his knees, trapping the man’s cock between his thighs and pushed up his tunic so his lower back was also exposed. Before entering the room Elladan had exchanged his pants for silk sleeping pants (though curiously never worn while actually sleeping) knowing that the smooth silky texture against his naked aroused body would drive Estel mad. He smiled in anticipation bringing one hand to rest caressingly against the smooth white cheeks.
“Do you know why you are being punished Estel?”
“B-because I w-wouldn’t tell you and A-Ada why I fought Orophin a-and because I fought h-him in the first p-place and was reckless and d-didn’t consider that my a-actions could have dire consequences” he choked out.
“Very good. Now, how many transgressions did you just list?”
Estel quickly counted. “Three”
“Very well. That will be 5 smacks for each…plus another 5 as a warning to be more careful in the future, that makes 20 altogether. So I don’t miss any you will count them out loud after each smack and thank me for I caring enough to punish you. Understood?”
“Yes Ell”
Elladan raised his hand.
#smack!# “one, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “two, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “three, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “four, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “five, thank you Ell” And then something strange began to happen to poor Estel. As Elladan paused to admire the already pinkening cheeks before him, the heat of his burning arse combined with the delicious slide of silk against his body began to work their magic. Within seconds Estel was, to his further shame, hard as a rock. {This can’t be happening} he thought. Then:
#smack!# “six, thank you Ell” {I hope Ell doesn’t notice}
#smack!# “seven, thank you Ell” {How can he not. I’m all but humping his legs}
#smack!# “eight, thank you Ell” {This shouldn’t be happening. It’s wrong}
#smack!# “nine, thank you Ell” {Pain should only hurt! Not arouse…}
#smack!# “ten, thank you Ell” {This is so humiliating}
Then Elladan paused once more. The ten hard slaps causing his palm to tingle. He gently drew his fingers over Estel’s now red buttocks, revelling in the heat he’d created in once cool skin and the startling crimson he’d brought to once pale flesh.
“So beautiful Estel, this is what I have dreamed of . Having you here, spread out before me. Willingly submitting yourself to my punishment. Watching your beautiful skin change to the exact shade that I want to see it – by my own hand. Knowing that you are enjoying my ministrations even though you think its wrong, think that you are ‘too old to be spanked’. I can feel your pleasure in this.” He squeezed his thighs together, briefly intensifying the pressure on Estel’s trapped cock, eliciting a moan from the young man. “You have given me your pleasure in my punishment, now submit yourself fully to me, give me your pain. These next ten will hurt – thus far I have held back. No more. Scream for me Estel, cry – give me your pain as I have dreamed of you doing”.
Suddenly, in a moment of blinding clarity Estel realised that it wasn’t merely friction and heat that had him so aroused. It was also the taboo. The concept of submitting himself to Elladan’s humiliating punishment, of doing something he knew to be wrong and enjoying it. Of ceding all control to Elladan and giving him everything – his pain, his pleasure -- anything he asked for. And then there was no more time to think…
#smack!# “Eleven, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “Twelve, thank you Ell” A gasp.
#smack!# “Argh!! Thirteen, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “unnggh!! Fo-fourteen, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “Arrrrggggh!!” A gasp. “Fi-fifteen, thank you E-ell” He moaned.
#smack!# A keening wail. “Sixteen, thank you Ell” His arse began to raise in anticipation.
#smack!# “Sev-seventeen, thank you Ell” His skin gliding against silk dampened with desire.
#smack!# “Eighteen, thank you Ell – please enough!” His body now arching and falling – a mad dance of pain and pleasure.
#smack!# Estel began to cry in earnest now, pleading almost incoherently “Ni-Nineteeeeeeen, th-thank y-you E-ell. P-PLEEEASE! It h-hurts so b-bad and I n-need to, I’m going t-to—“
“Come now, Estel!” Elladan ordered, squeezing his thighs firmly around Estel’s weeping cock. And then Elladan began moving his thighs back and forth – increasing the friction and changing the sensation – it was too much for the tortured man…
#smack!# “EEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLL!! Yessss!!” his body shuddered in ecstasy, hot semen dampening silk causing it to cling to Elladan’s legs. Then slowly his body relaxed onto Elladan’s thighs. “Twenty, thank you Ell” he whispered, words slightly slurred. “Thank you for caring enough to punish me, Ell”.
Elladan moaned at these words. Sometimes Estel’s instincts were truly terrifying.
“You’re welcome Estel” Elladan reached into the pocket of his tunic and withdrew a small bottle of healing ointment, which he began to rub soothingly into Estel’s abused posterior. He smiled as Estel all but purred at this treatment. “So you have learned your lesson then?”
“Yes Ell”
“Good. Because we are about to put that to the test…”
tbc
Chapter 3
*Finally…*
*Bite me*
*Later, I need to see to Estel first*
*Oh, THAT’S funny*
Elladan walked in and smiled at the sight before him – it really was just out of his fantasies! Elrohir stepped back from Estel and walked across the room to on the bed, allowing Elladan to circle the kneeling man.
*Confess brother. The reason for the blindfoldbecabecause you knew you wouldn’t be able to keep a straight face – right?*
*Of course it’s not. It’s part of the whole fear and sensory depriva--*
*Uh-huh* Elrohir raised an eyebrow.
*Well can you keep a straight face?*
Elrohir gave a mental snort.
*How do you keep doing that? And why can’t I do it? Listen…I’m trying to do that snort thing. Is it working?* Elladan screwed his face up in concentration, the expressions comical as he tried to snort at Elro
*No it’s not, although you have gained some facial expressions I’ve never seen before – I didn’t even know a face could do THAT! I guess you’re just too witless to develop the finer points of telepathy…* he gave his older brother a superior smirk.
*Witless? Oh, you will pay for that later*
*Promises, promises…HEY you’re doing this on purpose!*
*Doing what?* Elladan gave Elrohir his best ‘innocent’ look.
*Keeping me ‘talking’! To distract me from Estel so as to build his fear!! I can’t believe I fell for it!*
*Now who’s witless?*
Elrohir gave him a fierce scowl, which Elladan merely ignored as he moved across the room to pull the chair away from the desk and sit.
“Estel. You will submit yourself to my punishment. Crawl towards me”
Using only the sound of Elladan’s voice to guide him, Estel slowly crawled to where the twin sat. Elladan leaned forwards and pulled Estel across his knees, trapping the man’s cock between his thighs and pushed up his tunic so his lower back was also exposed. Before entering the room Elladan had exchanged his pants for silk sleeping pants (though curiously never worn while actually sleeping) knowing that the smooth silky texture against his naked aroused body would drive Estel mad. He smiled in anticipation bringing one hand to rest caressingly against the smooth white cheeks.
“Do you know why you are being punished Estel?”
“B-because I w-wouldn’t tell you and A-Ada why I fought Orophin a-and because I fought h-him in the first p-place and was reckless and d-didn’t consider that my a-actions could have dire consequences” he choked out.
“Very good. Now, how many transgressions did you just list?”
Estel quickly counted. “Three”
“Very well. That will be 5 smacks for each…plus another 5 as a warning to be more careful in the future, that makes 20 altogether. So I don’t miss any you will count them out loud after each smack and thank me for I caring enough to punish you. Understood?”
“Yes Ell”
Elladan raised his hand.
#smack!# “one, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “two, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “three, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “four, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “five, thank you Ell” And then something strange began to happen to poor Estel. As Elladan paused to admire the already pinkening cheeks before him, the heat of his burning arse combined with the delicious slide of silk against his body began to work their magic. Within seconds Estel was, to his further shame, hard as a rock. {This can’t be happening} he thought. Then:
#smack!# “six, thank you Ell” {I hope Ell doesn’t notice}
#smack!# “seven, thank you Ell” {How can he not. I’m all but humping his legs}
#smack!# “eight, thank you Ell” {This shouldn’t be happening. It’s wrong}
#smack!# “nine, thank you Ell” {Pain should only hurt! Not arouse…}
#smack!# “ten, thank you Ell” {This is so humiliating}
Then Elladan paused once more. The ten hard slaps causing his palm to tingle. He gently drew his fingers over Estel’s now red buttocks, revelling in the heat he’d created in once cool skin and the startling crimson he’d brought to once pale flesh.
“So beautiful Estel, this is what I have dreamed of . Having you here, spread out before me. Willingly submitting yourself to my punishment. Watching your beautiful skin change to the exact shade that I want to see it – by my own hand. Knowing that you are enjoying my ministrations even though you think its wrong, think that you are ‘too old to be spanked’. I can feel your pleasure in this.” He squeezed his thighs together, briefly intensifying the pressure on Estel’s trapped cock, eliciting a moan from the young man. “You have given me your pleasure in my punishment, now submit yourself fully to me, give me your pain. These next ten will hurt – thus far I have held back. No more. Scream for me Estel, cry – give me your pain as I have dreamed of you doing”.
Suddenly, in a moment of blinding clarity Estel realised that it wasn’t merely friction and heat that had him so aroused. It was also the taboo. The concept of submitting himself to Elladan’s humiliating punishment, of doing something he knew to be wrong and enjoying it. Of ceding all control to Elladan and giving him everything – his pain, his pleasure -- anything he asked for. And then there was no more time to think…
#smack!# “Eleven, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “Twelve, thank you Ell” A gasp.
#smack!# “Argh!! Thirteen, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “unnggh!! Fo-fourteen, thank you Ell”
#smack!# “Arrrrggggh!!” A gasp. “Fi-fifteen, thank you E-ell” He moaned.
#smack!# A keening wail. “Sixteen, thank you Ell” His arse began to raise in anticipation.
#smack!# “Sev-seventeen, thank you Ell” His skin gliding against silk dampened with desire.
#smack!# “Eighteen, thank you Ell – please enough!” His body now arching and falling – a mad dance of pain and pleasure.
#smack!# Estel began to cry in earnest now, pleading almost incoherently “Ni-Nineteeeeeeen, th-thank y-you E-ell. P-PLEEEASE! It h-hurts so b-bad and I n-need to, I’m going t-to—“
“Come now, Estel!” Elladan ordered, squeezing his thighs firmly around Estel’s weeping cock. And then Elladan began moving his thighs back and forth – increasing the friction and changing the sensation – it was too much for the tortured man…
#smack!# “EEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLL!! Yessss!!” his body shuddered in ecstasy, hot semen dampening silk causing it to cling to Elladan’s legs. Then slowly his body relaxed onto Elladan’s thighs. “Twenty, thank you Ell” he whispered, words slightly slurred. “Thank you for caring enough to punish me, Ell”.
Elladan moaned at these words. Sometimes Estel’s instincts were truly terrifying.
“You’re welcome Estel” Elladan reached into the pocket of his tunic and withdrew a small bottle of healing ointment, which he began to rub soothingly into Estel’s abused posterior. He smiled as Estel all but purred at this treatment. “So you have learned your lesson then?”
“Yes Ell”
“Good. Because we are about to put that to the test…”
tbc