Look What You’ve Done!
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
5,490
Reviews:
32
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.
3/?
Title: Look What You’ve Done! 3/?
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh
E-mail: sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Leannan
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: OB/VM, OB/Jim Modar “Two Butter Fingers” (OC)
Warning: Angst, a lot of pain and torture, rape, bdsm, suicide, corruption.
Disclaimer: I only borrowed them for the story. This never happened in real life.
Timeline: Set after “ROTK”. AU.
Notes: This is my first RPS fic, so be gentle. Inspired by “Amazed By You” by Sarah Eleven, and by “Unrequited?” by Juniper.
Summary: Orlando and Viggo were involved in a car-accident, in which Viggo was nearly killed. Everyone blames him for what happened. Who will help him?
~
3.
Back to Jail…
Jim Modar, known as “two butter fingers”, was looking at Orlando's form in the floor. “You are all mine,” he thought as he slowly made his way towards his new toy. He then, picked the body up the floor and slumped him against the wall. He then proceeded to take Orlando's clothes off. His smile grew wide as he saw the young man’s body uncovered, taking more time eying the flesh that hang limp between his legs and his firm round ass. Jim then noticed that the other prisoners were staring at his toy.
“MIND YOUR OWN BUSSINESS… OR I…” Jim warned them. There was no need for more since they all knew what was going to happen.
Every set of eyes turned away from Jim, knowing there was nothing they could do to stop the inevita It It was always the same. And the guards did nothing but laugh.
Jim pushed Orlando against the wall, pressing his body against Orlando's to keep the boy immobile. Without warning, Jim slammed two fingers inside Orlando's entrance, making him scream in agony. Jim didn't stopped, instead, he pushed harder and harder inside Orlando.
Orlando was screaming for Jim to stop, screaming for help… but no one interfered. Not even the guards.
“No.. Please stop… please” begged Orlando between broken sobs.
“Oh… will you hear that? He's begging me to stop!” Jim said laughing as hengednged harder and harder inside Orlando
Blood was pouring form Orlando's opening as it was breached savagely. The water washed away the blood in his thighs.
Jim pulled his fingers out, Orlando hissed with the burning sensation, but then Jim positioned himself behind Orlando and pressed his throbbing flesh into the boy’s entrance. With one final push he seated himself inside Orlando without mercy.
Jim moved up and down, back and forth, harder and faster inside Orlando's abused opening grunting with pleasure. He loved the sound of Orlando's screams filled with agony and hopelessness.
Orlando couldn't take it anymore and left the darkness engulf him. ‘Viggo, I wish you were here, helping me,’ his last thoughts were for Viggo.
Jim kept grunting and moaning with pleasure. His pace quickened and his breathing ragged as he reached his climax. He threw his head back with the power of his orgasm. He then pulled his spent flesh out of Orlando, it was all bloodied.
“I'll continue this later… alone… in my cell…” said Jim cleaning himself
“You can count on that,” said Jim walking away. When he was halfway through the corridor he yelled: “My cellmate died again, take the body away will you?”
“STOP KILLING THEM!” yelled Jack, “we can't keidiniding the bodies!”
“Tz tz tz, Jackie… Don't yell at me, or I'll get mad. Now be a good boy and bring my toy to his new cell.” Replied Jim blowing Jack a kiss before he resumed his walking.
“Hey Jim!”, called back Jack “How many people have you killed since you were born?”
“With or without the rape?” Jim asked.
“Does it matter?” the Jack asked.
“For me, it does,” Jim said “see, now with the VIP guy, I raped and killed 48 guys, and the VIP it’s like a bonus, as it will be a lot of fun,”
Jack nodded
“Oh… I need him now… please hurry up, and do not worry I will dump the dead body outside my cell,” Jim said.
Jim felt powerful, being the jail manager and all. Entering his cell, he waited until a small group of wards enveloped the dead body in a blanket ‘you disappointed me, I thought you were going to survive…’ he thought as the body was taken away from his cell and another two guards entered carrying Orlando's limp naked body.
“You should be careful, he is an actor, his friends will try to release him, I mean his closest friends.” The Jack said.
“What are you trying to tell me?” Jim asked.
“Be gentle with him,” the Jack suggested.
“I am never gentle,” Jim said, as he waited the bell that announced the cell was being closed.
The bell rang, the cells closed, and the prisoners were ready to sleep, as the night seemed to cover the jail.
There was silence for several seconds then screaming was heard all over the jail, screaming, yelling and begging for help, but no one did anything.
~
Back to the Hospital…
“Hello?” Hugo said answering his cell phone.
“It’s me, John,”
“Well…” Hugo said, waiting for John to continue to know if Orlando was going to be released or not.
“I have a bad news,” John said in a tired and sorrowful voice “I have a friend in the police, and he said, that we were too late, and…”
John could not say it, he felt that he started to hold backs. Hs. Hugo, hearing this felt utterly scared.
“And what?” Hugo asked nervously.
“And he heard that Orlando was raped by Jim Modar, the serial killer…” John said, turning his cell off.
‘That can not be happening… why?’ Hugo thought
“What?” they asked as Hugo closed his phone and Looked at his friends with a worried look,
“Orlando was raped in jail,” Hugo whispered.
“WHAT?” they gasped in shock.
Over the bed were Viggo was laid, the monitor was beeping fast and loud.
“Do you think he heard us?” Hugo asked.
End of Chapter 3.
R/R
Type: RPS
Author: Sivan Shemesh
E-mail: sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Leannan
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: OB/VM, OB/Jim Modar “Two Butter Fingers” (OC)
Warning: Angst, a lot of pain and torture, rape, bdsm, suicide, corruption.
Disclaimer: I only borrowed them for the story. This never happened in real life.
Timeline: Set after “ROTK”. AU.
Notes: This is my first RPS fic, so be gentle. Inspired by “Amazed By You” by Sarah Eleven, and by “Unrequited?” by Juniper.
Summary: Orlando and Viggo were involved in a car-accident, in which Viggo was nearly killed. Everyone blames him for what happened. Who will help him?
~
3.
Back to Jail…
Jim Modar, known as “two butter fingers”, was looking at Orlando's form in the floor. “You are all mine,” he thought as he slowly made his way towards his new toy. He then, picked the body up the floor and slumped him against the wall. He then proceeded to take Orlando's clothes off. His smile grew wide as he saw the young man’s body uncovered, taking more time eying the flesh that hang limp between his legs and his firm round ass. Jim then noticed that the other prisoners were staring at his toy.
“MIND YOUR OWN BUSSINESS… OR I…” Jim warned them. There was no need for more since they all knew what was going to happen.
Every set of eyes turned away from Jim, knowing there was nothing they could do to stop the inevita It It was always the same. And the guards did nothing but laugh.
Jim pushed Orlando against the wall, pressing his body against Orlando's to keep the boy immobile. Without warning, Jim slammed two fingers inside Orlando's entrance, making him scream in agony. Jim didn't stopped, instead, he pushed harder and harder inside Orlando.
Orlando was screaming for Jim to stop, screaming for help… but no one interfered. Not even the guards.
“No.. Please stop… please” begged Orlando between broken sobs.
“Oh… will you hear that? He's begging me to stop!” Jim said laughing as hengednged harder and harder inside Orlando
Blood was pouring form Orlando's opening as it was breached savagely. The water washed away the blood in his thighs.
Jim pulled his fingers out, Orlando hissed with the burning sensation, but then Jim positioned himself behind Orlando and pressed his throbbing flesh into the boy’s entrance. With one final push he seated himself inside Orlando without mercy.
Jim moved up and down, back and forth, harder and faster inside Orlando's abused opening grunting with pleasure. He loved the sound of Orlando's screams filled with agony and hopelessness.
Orlando couldn't take it anymore and left the darkness engulf him. ‘Viggo, I wish you were here, helping me,’ his last thoughts were for Viggo.
Jim kept grunting and moaning with pleasure. His pace quickened and his breathing ragged as he reached his climax. He threw his head back with the power of his orgasm. He then pulled his spent flesh out of Orlando, it was all bloodied.
“I'll continue this later… alone… in my cell…” said Jim cleaning himself
“You can count on that,” said Jim walking away. When he was halfway through the corridor he yelled: “My cellmate died again, take the body away will you?”
“STOP KILLING THEM!” yelled Jack, “we can't keidiniding the bodies!”
“Tz tz tz, Jackie… Don't yell at me, or I'll get mad. Now be a good boy and bring my toy to his new cell.” Replied Jim blowing Jack a kiss before he resumed his walking.
“Hey Jim!”, called back Jack “How many people have you killed since you were born?”
“With or without the rape?” Jim asked.
“Does it matter?” the Jack asked.
“For me, it does,” Jim said “see, now with the VIP guy, I raped and killed 48 guys, and the VIP it’s like a bonus, as it will be a lot of fun,”
Jack nodded
“Oh… I need him now… please hurry up, and do not worry I will dump the dead body outside my cell,” Jim said.
Jim felt powerful, being the jail manager and all. Entering his cell, he waited until a small group of wards enveloped the dead body in a blanket ‘you disappointed me, I thought you were going to survive…’ he thought as the body was taken away from his cell and another two guards entered carrying Orlando's limp naked body.
“You should be careful, he is an actor, his friends will try to release him, I mean his closest friends.” The Jack said.
“What are you trying to tell me?” Jim asked.
“Be gentle with him,” the Jack suggested.
“I am never gentle,” Jim said, as he waited the bell that announced the cell was being closed.
The bell rang, the cells closed, and the prisoners were ready to sleep, as the night seemed to cover the jail.
There was silence for several seconds then screaming was heard all over the jail, screaming, yelling and begging for help, but no one did anything.
~
Back to the Hospital…
“Hello?” Hugo said answering his cell phone.
“It’s me, John,”
“Well…” Hugo said, waiting for John to continue to know if Orlando was going to be released or not.
“I have a bad news,” John said in a tired and sorrowful voice “I have a friend in the police, and he said, that we were too late, and…”
John could not say it, he felt that he started to hold backs. Hs. Hugo, hearing this felt utterly scared.
“And what?” Hugo asked nervously.
“And he heard that Orlando was raped by Jim Modar, the serial killer…” John said, turning his cell off.
‘That can not be happening… why?’ Hugo thought
“What?” they asked as Hugo closed his phone and Looked at his friends with a worried look,
“Orlando was raped in jail,” Hugo whispered.
“WHAT?” they gasped in shock.
Over the bed were Viggo was laid, the monitor was beeping fast and loud.
“Do you think he heard us?” Hugo asked.
End of Chapter 3.
R/R