Domination

Disclaimer: (In the spirit of Crimson Starlight)

Haldir and Glorfindel: *sitting on couch sporting numerous bruises and cuts*

Rose: *standing over the two elves* You two gonna behave now?

Haldir and Glorfindel: *silent nods*

Rose: Not that it's gonna do either one of ya any good. She's PISSED at you both.

Haldir and Glorfindel: *cringe*

Shana: *walks in, ice-pack pressed to jaw, glares at both elves*

Rose: *makes "they're all yours" gesture*

Shana: *shakes head, speaking slowly* They're yours for now. I've had it with the petty bickering and Hal's inability to share. They both acted like a couple of elflings and I'm embarrassed by their behavior. Bring 'em back when they can behave civilly.

Haldir and Glorfindel: *eyes widen, start shaking their heads no in a silent plea to the redhead*

Rose: Muahahahaha! Hear that? Time for some reinstruction I do believe!

Shana: Neither myself nor my coauthor own anything. And I'd really hate to be those two right now…

Chapter 4: The Arrival/Unexpected Surprises

The blacked-out stretch limo pulled to the curb at in unobtrusive part of Manhattan. It had been a nice surprise sent by Mistress Elizabeth herself. The vehicle was spacious enough that Rose and Shana could sit near the front, leaving the three blindfolded elves on the back bench.

Getting the three suddenly very reluctant males into the vehicle had been quite the challenge but the women had somehow managed. Still in the ménage cuffs, Haldir was again the anchor, cuffed to the door handle.

The three Edhel twitched nervously throughout the hour and a half trip, disoriented by the loss of sight and made ever more apprehensive by the sounds emanating from what they ascertained was the locale of the two women. The elves were pressed thigh to thigh along the leather bench, alternately wincing at what their ears picked up and tugging at their attire.

Haldir in particular flinched visibly as Shana's unmistakable cries of pleasure assaulted his ears. Rumil and Legolas clung to each other, anxiety rising with each unintelligible whisper from Rose. The longer the three went being ignored the worse they squirmed, eliciting loud admonishments from both women.

The limo door opened and the two women were helped out of the limo with a flourish at the curb. The attendant then looked into the rear of the vehicle, wondering just how he was supposed to get the three remaining occupants out.

With an overwrought flourish, a cuff key was produced from Rose's bosom.

Shana arched one perfectly plucked brow, pulling another key from the top of her thigh-high boot. "Uhhh… which one's the right one?"

"Hmmm... y'know, I have no clue. Give yours a try luv."

Shana shrugged, "Ok." She bent over to undo cuffs, giving the attendant a glorious view of her thong and one rounded cheek.

Rose softly elbowed the attendant, "Nice huh? She tastes even better." Rose winked at the now blushing man.

Rumil squirmed on the seat at the obvious comment as Hal muttered, "I heard that!!!"

Rose held back an evil laugh, "Good to know your hearing is functional Hal." She smirked. "Ha ha. Possessive little bugger ain't he?"

Shana looked at Rose from the corner of her eye, "You know it." The redhead smacked the back of the wayward elf's head. "Did I tell you you could talk?"

She stood up. "Mine didn't work." She went to toss the useless key away, thought better of it and put it back in her boot. At Rose's amused look she commented, "Hate to toss it and find out it goes to something important." She giggled at the naughty thought crossing her mind.

Bouncing up and down in her heels Rose squealed, "Yay, my key must work!" Rose made a big show of bending at the hips and with the tightness of the corset she gave the attendant a magnificent view, nearly spilling out of the garment.

Shana laughed lightly, "Hon, careful or you'll pass out."

Rose's voice drifted back over her shoulder, "Well, if I do, I land facedown in an elf's lap. There are worse places to be! Gods, I love being a woman!"

Shana frowned, "That's MY elf's lap you'd be in."

Rose ignored the comment, standing back up. "Ok, cuffs are open!"

Shana leaned around Rose to grab Hal's now freed hand, pulling him and the two other protesting barefoot elves out of the vehicle. She shook a finger at them, about to chastise. Realizing how silly she looked with the elves blindfolded and unable to see her she put her hand down, speaking harshly, "Shut it or face the consequences!"

Rose totally missed the display, inspecting and adjusting her elves' attire. "You've been squirming haven't you, Leaf? Your loincloth is all wrinkled!"

Shana rubbed a palm over Hal's very noticeable bulge, eliciting a low moan from the still blind-folded male. She moved close to him and whispered in his ear, "I have plans for you my dear, big plans..."

Rose cleared her throat as the redhead looked up rather guiltily, "Ahem! Well, kiddies, welcome to Mistress Elizabeth's!" Shana turned her gaze to the inconspicuous brownstone building, the elves following Rose's voice, still unsure of where they were.

At the clear question on her friend's face Rose offered, "It's this way," pointing to the below street level entrance. She took first Rumil, then Legolas by the hand, leading them down the three steps with Haldir following, holding desperately onto Shana's hand, the redhead at the back of the procession.

Shana called over Hal's shoulder, "Careful! Don't need you three tripping and falling down the stairs!" She murmured to herself, "Though that would be rather funny..." The woman rubbed her elf's retreating backside, unable to help herself, giggling again quietly.

Rose knocked on the blue wooden door as Shana bounced on the balls of her feet. A voice Rose recognized spoke through the door, "Is my mistress expecting you?"

Shana cooed, "Oooo... this is just like Christmas!"

Haldir tried to back up toward the sound of his mistress' voice.

A slow smile crossed Rose's face, "Yes, Jack. It's Mistress Rose. I've brought toys, sweetie."

Shana grabbed the Marchwarden by the front of his pants, hissing, "Behave..."

The door opened to reveal a tall, tanned man in his 30's wearing silver pleather pants with wrist shackles chained to matching ones on his ankles. He was broad-chested and well toned, dark hair falling into his amber eyes. His eyes respectfully lowered to the ground, but smiling nonetheless, he spoke, "Welcome Mistress Rose. We've missed you. Please do come in."

Rose glanced back at her crew, "C'mon in guys. Shana... welcome to paradise."

Shana's brows shot up, taking in *Jack* "Oh my…" She pushed the elves through door ahead of her, moving to stand by Rose as she looked the door attendant up and down, licking her lips. Shana looked back to Rose, "So where to now my dear? This IS your show..."

Rose seemed to contemplate for a moment, "Well, we should check all unneeded clothing at the coat check. Rumil's briefs come off... NOW!" She pulled the offending garment off with a flourish, clapping as Rumil blushed. "Oh, you blush the prettiest color, honey."

Shana considered Hal's pants, "Think I'll leave 'em on. They're adding to the discomfort factor." She suddenly giggled, pointing at Rumil, "Is it supposed to be that small? Or is he just scared? Muahahahaha!"

Eyes narrowed, Rose cleared her throat, "Ahem. You forget whose genes he shares, my love."

Shana slid one hand over Hal's prodigious bulge, "No issues here Hon," the elf barely stifled a moan at her caress.

Eyes rolling Rose turned back, "Rumil, you're not scared are you, baby?"

Rumil flinched as Rose touched his cheek, the first time he'd been touched since they left the house.

"Oh, well it's nice to see you realize how bad you were," Rose murmured.

Haldir whimpered as Shana's hand was withdrawn.

Rose smiled again, "Let's bring them into the main room before we remove the blindfolds."

Shana let a huge evil grin spread across her face, "Hell yeah."

"Shana, would you do the honors of leading our boys? I shall have us announced." Rose disappeared to inform the herald of their presence.

Shana looked over at Jack, the man silently pointing to an arched entryway, never raising his eyes. She grabbed Hal and Lego's hands, Rumil trailing behind.

She leaned over to whisper in the prince's ear, "Don't think I'm gonna let you get away with trying to damage my property. I saw what you were going to do to MY sub." The elf tried to pull his wrist from the woman's grasp only to get yanked forward roughly. She hissed, "You will also pay for defying me now. I DO have your mistress' permission..."

Shana stopped short before a doorway covered by a thick curtain, the elves crowding together behind her. From the side she saw Rose motioning with her hand.

"K, Shana. Prepare to be surrounded by New York's finest."

Shanastay brought herself up to her full height, a smirk on her lips.

The herald could be heard through the curtain, "The Mistress Rose and her guests from the house of the Mistress Shanastay." The curtains parted to reveal a staircase leading down to a large ballroom filled with New York's fetterati.

Shana released Legolas' hand, stepping forward to take Rose's offered hand, leading the elves single file down the staircase, whispering, "Watch your step boys..." All three elves held onto each other's shoulders so as not to fall.

Shana walked down the stairs by Rose's side, eyes scanning the crowd.

The gathered crowd whispered among themselves, first at the long absent Rose and her new friend, then at the intriguing creatures trailing behind them. Every whisper and comment was caught by the elves' ears, making them anticipate as well as dread what was to come.

Upon reaching the bottom, Rose smiled at Shana, moving to remove Rumil's blindfold as Shana followed to do the same to Haldir's. With a wink, Rose pulled Rumil and Legolas' blindfolds off, revealing to them the gathered crowd.

Just as Hal's blindfold came off a tall blonde figure separated itself from the crowd, stepping forward. Shana noticed Hal's eyes narrow and turned, gasping as her eyes caught sight of the distinctive form before her. She stepped forward only to be caught up in its arms and swung about in a circle. Hal flinched visibly as she cried out with glee, "GLORY!!!!"

Not one to be left out, Rose waited for him to put Shana down and held her arms open to the elf-lord, embracing him, "Glorfindel!" she kissed his cheek, "You look fabulous you stud!" she giggled, "You want to help us punish some elflings? I think Shana needs your help with something," she winked at the smirking redhead.

The Marchwarden turned away from the exchange, trying to hide behind the two other elves as Glory turned back to Shana, stopping her dead with a scorching kiss.

Both Legolas' and Rumil's jaws dropped open at the wanton display, Legolas whispering in Sindarin to Rumil, "This does not bode well for any of us, especially Haldir. I actually feel sorry for him." Rumil nodded back silently.

Glorfindel pulled back, looking down at Shana, "Of course ladies. I am at your service," he waggled his brows suggestively as Shana trailed a hand over the elf-lord's bare bronzed chest, smiling as Glory started to purr under her hand.

The elf-lord bent his head down to whisper in her ear, "I missed you..."

Shana shivered as his breath wisped past her ear.

Distracted by Glorfindel, Rose missed her elves' disobedience. She turned back to them, caressing one of her elves jaws in each hand. "So, from your disobedience today I gather that you like to see our Marchwarden cowed? I think you may get your wish."

Both elves shuddered at her words.

She kissed first Rumil, then Legolas lightly on the lips, grasping their buttocks tightly. "But don't think that you will get away with it. Shana has something special planned for you."

Shana turned slightly away from Glory, smiled wickedly and turned back to the elf-lord, receiving another kiss, with LOTS of tongue.

Rose looked over her shoulder at Glory, eyeing his crotch, "Ooooohhhh, blessed of the Valar indeed!"

Both Legolas and Rumil flinched at Rose's latest comment, Haldir trying to tune it all out.

Shana smirked, "Told ya," sliding her hand over the bulging front of Glorfindel's black leather thong.

Shana heard murmurs from the crowd wondering how the newcomer had so quickly caught the golden being's attention as he had apparently ignored everyone else thus far.

Glorfindel bent to whisper in Shana's ear again, "So am I to understand that the Marchwarden has displeased you in some way?" He looked down at her. "Are you sure you do not simply wish to discard him…" he asked, drawing his loooong tongue up the side of her neck, "for other, more pleasurable pursuits?"

Shana answered just loud enough for Hal to barely hear, "We shall see…"

Suddenly a sultry, velvet voice was heard through the throngs of party goers, "Rose! Darling girl! Let me look at you!"

Rose turned towards the summons, "Mistress Elizabeth!!!" The women embraced, laughing loudly.

"Baby girl, I hoped you would be here!" the latest addition to the group stated.

Shana watched the exchange between the two women as Glory insinuated a hand under her dress.

Mistress Elizabeth was tall with frizzy red hair, attired in a latex green floor-length gown and black leather corset. Blue eyeshadow and bright red lipstick just added to her eccentricity and decadence. In her late 40's she was still a slim and attractive woman, worthy of reverence, which her submissives willingly gave.

Rose hugged her once more, "It's nice to be back home." She gestured to Elizabeth's guests, "Let me introduce Mistress Shanastay..."

The redhead stepped forward, Glory's hand still under her dress, the elf looking exceedingly innocent. She dipped her head in respect, "Mistress Elizabeth."

Smirking broadly Rose continued, "And THIS glorious creature with his hand up her dress is the Lord Glorfindel."

Still not removing his hand and smirking brazenly he bowed, "Milady."

Looking at the chained ones with their eyes glued to the floor, Mistress Liz asked, "And what toys have you brought?"

Shana gasped at the sound of tearing fabric, Hal's eyes glancing up momentarily before quickly dropping, wincing visibly again.

Running a single finger down Rumil, then Legolas' chests Rose answered, "This is Rumil, and this is Legolas. The other one is Haldir. He belongs to Shana."

Shana smacked Glory's chest as he unabashedly brought her thong to his nose, inhaling deeply. She cleared her throat, "Ahem. Yes, it would seem our toys are in need of some reeducating, that we thought we might accomplish with some, how did you put it Rose?"

Using her index fingers to run along the waistbands of her elves' coverings, the brunette continued, "You're all in luck tonight, because these two have been very, VERY bad slaves. I was wondering if you'd all be interested in a demonstration of how well our elves accept pain?"

Shana turned to Glory, running a finger down his chest, eliciting another purr, "I'm thinking sounds for Hal... what say you?"

The elf-lord sized up the clearly cowering Marchwarden. "Do you really think he can handle it?"

Shana drew the same finger across one nipple, eliciting a hiss from the golden elf, "Well if he can't..."

Glory smiled, "We shall see then, shall we?"

Holding Rose's face and kissing both cheeks, Mistress Elizabeth said, "Just like old times. Everything's where it always was. But please do take advantage of our new velvet and mirrors room," she smiled encouragingly, "There's a spreader bar ATTACHED to the divan!"

Rose kissed both cheeks back, "They're really quite spectacular. I'll get them set up. Please inform everyone of the entertainment." She grasped her elves' hands, "Shana? Shall we?"

The redhead nodded, following Rose, Glory in tow, his hand back up her dress for a moment before he let her rejoin her friend.

As they walked Shana leaned over to Rose, tipping her head back toward Glory, "Told ya he was insatiable..."

Rose hungrily watched Glory lick his fingers clean. She continued talking to Shana, never looking away from Glorfindel's lips, "May I?"

Shana leaned in closer, "Hon, he's a bit picky, not to mention single minded. It's kinda short of impossible to distract him once he's focused on something or someone. That's why he's so damn," she shivered, "good. But be my guest. If he thinks it'll help his cause he'll go for it."

"Glorfindel, honey?" Rose took his head in her hands and whispered in his ear, "We need to tease these elflings. May I taste her on your tongue?" She finished her sentence with a slow lick up the rim of his ear, swirling the tip.

Glorfindel nodded slowly, kissing her and letting Rose draw his long tongue from his lips, sucking on it.

"MMMMM, she tastes soooo good," Rose smiled sweetly at Haldir, then Legolas and Rumil. "I had her in the car, but she tastes even better on you."

Shana licked her lips as Glory gazed hungrily over Rose's head, the elf-lord not missing Haldir's open glare. "Indeed," he agreed.

Legolas was trying to keep his eyes on the floor, but kept taking pleading glances towards Rose's escapades from time to time. Rumil was talking slow, deep breaths, trying to keep himself under control.

Glory smirked at the barely under control group of elves, staring straight at Hal, his message clear, I WILL take her from you. The elf-lord looked down at Rose, "Do you require assistance with your charges milady?"

Shana simply smirked.

Legolas and Rumil looked up at the Elf-lord in fear.

"Hmmm... Well, we found them intending to damage my dear Shana's possession. I've given her a hand in their punishment. But, you're input and..." Rose ran a warm palm up Glory's thigh, "creativity is highly appreciated, hernin," she added, grinning widely. "I only ask that you be gentle with the little one, he bruises easily."

Glorfindel took her hand off his thigh, turning it to kiss the wrist, "I will endeavor to remember that," he answered, catching the edge of Shana's dress, pulling her back over to him.

Shana slid her hand over his bare ass, "I won't let you forget." Only Glory can look so commanding in public in only a leather thong.

Rose addressed another herald near the torture rooms, "Bring the velvet and mirrors set-up out front, please."

The herald bowed, leaving to do as she bid. Rose addressed the elves in chains, now looking at her expectantly, "Ok, darlings. We're going to put on a show. Smiles please."

Haldir cringed in the back.

Rose noticed Haldir grimacing at Glorfindel. She nudged Shana, "He's scowling again. He's so much more handsome when he's smiling…"

Shana extricated herself from Glory, striding over to Hal. She grabbed a pointed ear, hissing, "I know what you're afraid of. Keep this up and you can kiss my ass good-bye. Wait, you won't even get to do that."

The chastised elf took a deep breath as she released his ear, blushing deeply. He raised his eyes, putting on a brave smile, though it did not quite reach his eyes.

"Better, but not quite," the redhead leaned forward, kissing him thoroughly and soundly, stroking him through the leather pants. The Marchwarden gasped as she pulled away, a real smile now gracing his lips, a look of triumph in his eyes.

Glorfindel's eyes darkened to a menacing shade of emerald as he realized it wouldn't be as easy as he thought to take Shana away from the Lorien elf.

The herald returned, led by Mistress Elizabeth. The blond man knelt holding out a plush, blue pillow. On it sat, "My old strap-on!!!!" Rose cried out.

Legolas looked on in awe, his breath quickening. She hasn't used one of THOSE for awhile.

Mistress Elizabeth's eyes lit up, "Your first one, doll. I kept it in the office. It was retired after you left. Wanna take it for a spin?"

Shana's eyes widened, "Oh this is gonna be one INTERESTING evening."

Glory murmured appreciatively.

Squealing, Rose picked it up and wrapped it around her hips and thighs. "Mistress, you honor me."

Rose purred as she ran her palm over her newly added impressive length. The simple donning of the harness and shiny black dildo made Rose feel powerful and dangerous in a distinctly masculine way.

When Rose and Legolas took Rumil into their lives a few years back, they had no longer used her strap-on. Rose found that she rather liked to watch her elves play with each other. Rose's eyes glinted at the sudden realization that she'd never bent her warden over a chair and fucked him.

Shana warily watched Rose, murmuring to Glory, "Any clue who she's gonna use that on?"

Elizabeth grinned, "Give us a demonstration to remember, kiddo," winking she left to announce the night's entertainment."

Rose pulled Shana forward, "C'mon. We gotta get these guys strapped in," she motioned towards the duvet and various shackles.

Shana pulled out the other cuff key. "A-ha! This one must be to the ménage cuffs!"

Rumil and Legolas' eyes grew wide. Each was convinced that HE was going to get the wrath of the large, black dildo protruding from their mistress' pelvis.

Shana undid Hal's cuff, leading him to a set of wall shackles, not before tossing the key to Rose.

"Thank you kindly darlin'," she smiled.

Shana smacked the smirking Marchwarden, "I said smile, not smirk. There's a difference."

Rose placed Rumil face-down on the divan and locked him into the ankle shackles. She then attached Legolas to the wall, cupping his arousal and running her wet tongue down his throat, letting her "arousal" press against his tight stomach.

Shana smacked Hal again as she met with some resistance. She hissed in his ear, "Keep it up Hal. Glory's loving this."

The elf became suddenly pliant, dropping his head as she finished applying the restraints.

Shana leaned forward, whispering for only Hal to hear, "I love you. Some things may hurt this eve, but the pleasure will easily outweigh it. You are my brave, fearless Marchwarden."

Glory stood back, wondering what she was saying to the Lorien elf, her words too soft for him to pick up.

Shana drew back, looking on appreciatively as Haldir had adopted an appropriate submissive posture, eyes downcast, the requested smile gracing his lips.

Rose kissed her prince lovingly, before she mouthed against his lips, "Amin mela lle." Leaving Legolas on the wall, she moved to the divan where Rumil lay. Straddling Rumil's back, Rose leaned down to lick his ear, "I'm doing this because I love you, meleth. I promise you, you'll enjoy this." Kissing between his shoulder blades, Rose ran the tip of her "cock" down his spine. "Shana? Glory? You ready to make these slaves scream?"

Shana looked over at Rose as Glory took up a position behind the redhead, both hands sliding under her dress this time, Haldir missing none of it. "Ooooh yeah," she rubbed her hands together, "the fun is just beginning..."