Hobbitnapped

Title: Hobbitnapped
Rated: R
Author: Niphrandl
Archive: Please ask first.
Summary: Frodo and his friends have returned to the Shire after the War of the Ring and chased off all the ruffians. Or have they? Someone wants revenge.
Warning: Non con, beating, h/c
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that appear in this story. They are owned by the Tolkien Estate. I make no money nor do I receive any public recognition for writing this. It is simply my little piece of Fan Fiction.

Authors Note: Moriablackleaf, thank you once again for reviewing. I try to put a little more personality into the characters as I write them, I hope I have been successful.

Hobbitnapped

Chapter 5

Frodo collapsed, emotionally spent. The tears flowed down the side of his head freely as he mourned Sam and Rosie. It never occurred to him that Ferny was lying to him. He couldn’t imagine it. Sam and Rosie gone! That monster killed them! Frodo became enraged, he shook himself from side to side pulling with all his might on the bonds that held his arms and legs. But it was no use. The bonds were too strong. Physically exhausted, Frodo fell into an uneasy sleep. He was awakened a short time later when he heard Ferny enter the room. Frodo again began to struggle against the restraints. His anger renewed at the sight of the man. Ferny stiffened and stared for a few moments afraid that Frodo would break free. But when he saw that the restraints held fast he relaxed and smiled.

Frodo stopped struggling suddenly and let lose a muffled cry. All he had succeeded in doing was to give himself muscle cramps in his hips. He closed his eyes against the pain and willed his muscles to relax. Ferny laughed, “I could sit here all day and watch ya hurt yerself, but it just wouldn’t be fair to let you have all the fun!” Frodo opened his eyes and glared at Ferny. “Oh! You do have some fire in ya don’t ya rat!” Frodo made an exasperated sound and let his head fall back to the mattress. ‘Your in a mess this time’ he thought to himself. He stiffened as he felt cold steel pressed against his cheek. “What ya thinkin’ in that pea brain o’ yours?” Ferny spat. He had placed the knife flat on Frodo’s cheek. Now he turned it so the sharp edge pressed into the soft tissue. Frodo turned his head away and whimpered as the blade cut him. Ferny laughed again and cut the gag from Frodo’s mouth. “Lets hear what ya have to say!” Frodo licked his lips but did not say a word. “Oh the silent treatment is it?” Ferny said. “We’ll just see about that! I’m sure I can make ya squeal!”

Ferny lifted the knife and held it between his thumb and forefinger. He was dangling it above Frodo’s stomach. Frodo’s heart beat quickened with fear and his breaths came in short ragged gasps. Ferny moved his hand back and forth causing the knife to swing from side to side. Frodo watched it with terror filled eyes. Ferny let the knife drop. Frodo cried out as the knife slammed into the mattress cutting his side. Ferny picked up the knife and resumed dangling it over him. He let the knife drop again. Frodo stiffened but did not cry out this time. This angered Ferny. “Squeal ya little rat!” Ferny spat and jammed the knife into Frodo’s thigh. Frodo screamed in shock and pain. “Told ya I’d make ya squeal!” Ferny said with a twist of the knife still in Frodo’s leg. Frodo screamed again and Ferny pulled the knife out. Frodo was breathing hard and had broken out in a cold sweat. His hatred for this man burning like a red hot poker in his soul. Ferny bent close to Frodo’s face. “What’s the matter? Cain’t take a little pain?” Frodo spit in Fernys eye. Ferny screamed with rage and backhanded Frodo with enough force to move the bed. Frodo saw a bright flash of light, then nothing. The blow had knocked him out cold. Ferny left the room cursing. “Stupid rat gonna make me kill him afore I’m ready to!!” Ferny wiped his face off on his sleeve and grabbed a bottle off the table. He started to take a drink before he noticed it was empty. He threw the bottle against the wall where it shattered. He looked back toward the room Frodo was in. “Aw Screw it!” he said. “He ain’t goin’ nowhere. I’ll just go into town and get me something to drink. With that Ferny stormed off toward town.