Blame Me Not
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Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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5,494
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46
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Broken Blind Faith
Okay, I really don’t know how to start this. Or should I say continue this. I’ve been having a lot of problems writing lately, and I don’t want to make excuses. However, I do feel a need to explain to all me loyal readers why I haven’t updated. So, I do hope that this comes out good, and I’ll get on with the story now.
I don’t think I saw any questions, but if I’m wrong I’ll put them in the next chapter. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, it means a lot to me.
Blame Me Not
Ch. 6
Broken Blind Faith
Tears stung my face as I watched them leave.
“I didn’t kill her. I didn’t kill her!” I whispered over and over again. I shivered, cuddling my legs to my neck, sobbing into them.
“I didn’t.” I whispered softly, shivering, and trembling in the cold. Laying my head down, and curling up into a ball upon the floor, I slowly allowed my body the sleep that it begged for.
“Now what?” Filawars demanded, inching to get back into the room and begin some of his own torture.
“Now we wait.” Thranduil answered, Stepping into his chambers and motioning his two sons in. Disiguar settled down on the bed beside his father, resting his head on his chest, and pulled Filawars on top of his lap.
“Come now, we must do something!” Filawars begged, his need for the blood of their whore to be shed.
“He is our consort. How long must we wait? You gave him to us!” Disiguar took his brother’s side and began to pester the king into allowing him to take Legolas out and into their beds.
“He is all of our consorts!” Thranduil shouted, rising up from the bed and calling for a servant.
“Got to the torture chamber and bring us our consort. Do not harm him, he needs to be perfect for us. Before you bring him here, get him ready for us.” Thranduil ordered before sending the servant off.
“Since you two wish for your fun, we will all have our fun.” He replied to the look on his son’s faces.
I lifted my head as the servant walked in.
“Come.” The elf ordered, holding out his hand. I trembled, backing up against the wall.
“You may come the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours.” The servant entered the room, waiting. I slowly stood, trembling. With a nod. The servant turned and walked out of the room, motioning for me to follow. Narrowing my eyes, I clasped my hands together and let down with all my force on the neck and back joint of the servant. The elf fell soundlessly to the ground, and I slowly walked past, Looking for guards and musing over how stupid the servant had been to come without any guards. Taking a look around the corner, and soft curse came out of my mouth as a large group of guards stood there.
“You are sure that that is what he wished for?” One of the guards, I had never know their names, only as the guards where the known to me.
“That is what one of the servants said. I guess he wishes for the whore to be in his bed tonight, along with his other sons.” Another guard answered.
“Well then the servant should be back by now with him. Go see if something went wrong.” Obviously, that must be the captain.
“I heard of a spell once, that had you holding the elf’s heart, and it was still beating, and when you squeeze it, they have no choice but to obey.” Another guard said, his eyes going almost red with the thought.
“Well, if that works, then pass it on to the king. Go!” The captain ordered. With a bow, each of them moved off. I winced, looking for a place to hide. A door stood to the side of me, and I opened it, hurrying in.
“Well, your in a hurry to get in here.” Filawars commented, grabbing me by the back on the neck and dragging me to the bed.
“May I call off the guards and clean him up myself?” He begged. Disiguar smiled.
“Come now, Ada, let him have some fun!” He said. Thranduil smiled.
“Call them off. You have one hour to clean him up. If you can hold off that long.” Filawars’ eyes went wide with greed at that, and pulled me to the door.
“Guards, all is well. Resume to your normal positions.” The crown prince ordered. Each guard bowed to him before obeying. With that being said, Filawars drug me into the bathroom, stripped me of the thin layer of clothing that I was normally allowed, and shoved me into the ice cold water. I re-appeared upon the surface, coughing and sputtering.
“On your hands and knees in the shallow area.” Filawars ordered. Closing my eyes, I did as I was told, giving him full view of my ass. At the sharp slap, I yelped, jumping forward a bit. Filawars smirked at the blotched spot that appeared across the small taunt buttocks.
“Spread your legs.” He ordered, lust deep in his throat. With a chocked sob, I did as told, and could feel him cleaning my private areas with expert precision. He smiled, thinking of what he could talk him father into allowing him to do with the consort for injuring and escaping the servant. Which he hoped included turning the pale buttocks bright red.
“On your back.” He ordered. I moved slowly, risking further punishment, but not willing to allow myself the pain of humiliation quite yet.
“NOW!” The prince shouted, his hand coming down along his ass once again. Legolas squealed at the pain, quickly doing as told. Filawars smiled, beginning to wash the dirt and grime from his front.
“On your stomach.” He ordered, wanting to get as much of a view as possible before sharing with his father and brother. This time I quickly moved in hope not to get hit again. A hand came down firmly along my ribs as I moved too quickly for him.
“Enough! You know what pace I like!” Filawars shouted. Outside the room, Thranduil and Disiguar grinned as the shouts and cries of pain went up.
“Worthless whore, you know what it is that we like, and you will respond to that!” The crown prince had a temper like no other, and was proving it with his angry fists as they came down over and over along my ribs. I cried out again and as he continued to thoroughly beat me.
“Now you listen. You will do as I directly say, and if not, you will get a lot more than my fists along your ribs. Do I make myself clear?” Filawars demanded. I nodded.
“Say yes Master.” He ordered. I swallowed my pride, and looked at the water.
“Yes master.” I whispered.
~~~~~~~ 1 hour later~~~~~~~~~~~~
Filawars come out with me in his arms.
“I thought I said unscathed.” Thranduil shouted.
“He broke.” Filawars said.
“Say what?” Disiguar asked, greed coming over his eyes.
“He broke.” Filawars repeated.
Sooo???? How was it? Good, horrible? Hopefully the next chapter is coming soon. Until then,
Orli’s girl.
I don’t think I saw any questions, but if I’m wrong I’ll put them in the next chapter. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, it means a lot to me.
Blame Me Not
Ch. 6
Broken Blind Faith
Tears stung my face as I watched them leave.
“I didn’t kill her. I didn’t kill her!” I whispered over and over again. I shivered, cuddling my legs to my neck, sobbing into them.
“I didn’t.” I whispered softly, shivering, and trembling in the cold. Laying my head down, and curling up into a ball upon the floor, I slowly allowed my body the sleep that it begged for.
“Now what?” Filawars demanded, inching to get back into the room and begin some of his own torture.
“Now we wait.” Thranduil answered, Stepping into his chambers and motioning his two sons in. Disiguar settled down on the bed beside his father, resting his head on his chest, and pulled Filawars on top of his lap.
“Come now, we must do something!” Filawars begged, his need for the blood of their whore to be shed.
“He is our consort. How long must we wait? You gave him to us!” Disiguar took his brother’s side and began to pester the king into allowing him to take Legolas out and into their beds.
“He is all of our consorts!” Thranduil shouted, rising up from the bed and calling for a servant.
“Got to the torture chamber and bring us our consort. Do not harm him, he needs to be perfect for us. Before you bring him here, get him ready for us.” Thranduil ordered before sending the servant off.
“Since you two wish for your fun, we will all have our fun.” He replied to the look on his son’s faces.
I lifted my head as the servant walked in.
“Come.” The elf ordered, holding out his hand. I trembled, backing up against the wall.
“You may come the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours.” The servant entered the room, waiting. I slowly stood, trembling. With a nod. The servant turned and walked out of the room, motioning for me to follow. Narrowing my eyes, I clasped my hands together and let down with all my force on the neck and back joint of the servant. The elf fell soundlessly to the ground, and I slowly walked past, Looking for guards and musing over how stupid the servant had been to come without any guards. Taking a look around the corner, and soft curse came out of my mouth as a large group of guards stood there.
“You are sure that that is what he wished for?” One of the guards, I had never know their names, only as the guards where the known to me.
“That is what one of the servants said. I guess he wishes for the whore to be in his bed tonight, along with his other sons.” Another guard answered.
“Well then the servant should be back by now with him. Go see if something went wrong.” Obviously, that must be the captain.
“I heard of a spell once, that had you holding the elf’s heart, and it was still beating, and when you squeeze it, they have no choice but to obey.” Another guard said, his eyes going almost red with the thought.
“Well, if that works, then pass it on to the king. Go!” The captain ordered. With a bow, each of them moved off. I winced, looking for a place to hide. A door stood to the side of me, and I opened it, hurrying in.
“Well, your in a hurry to get in here.” Filawars commented, grabbing me by the back on the neck and dragging me to the bed.
“May I call off the guards and clean him up myself?” He begged. Disiguar smiled.
“Come now, Ada, let him have some fun!” He said. Thranduil smiled.
“Call them off. You have one hour to clean him up. If you can hold off that long.” Filawars’ eyes went wide with greed at that, and pulled me to the door.
“Guards, all is well. Resume to your normal positions.” The crown prince ordered. Each guard bowed to him before obeying. With that being said, Filawars drug me into the bathroom, stripped me of the thin layer of clothing that I was normally allowed, and shoved me into the ice cold water. I re-appeared upon the surface, coughing and sputtering.
“On your hands and knees in the shallow area.” Filawars ordered. Closing my eyes, I did as I was told, giving him full view of my ass. At the sharp slap, I yelped, jumping forward a bit. Filawars smirked at the blotched spot that appeared across the small taunt buttocks.
“Spread your legs.” He ordered, lust deep in his throat. With a chocked sob, I did as told, and could feel him cleaning my private areas with expert precision. He smiled, thinking of what he could talk him father into allowing him to do with the consort for injuring and escaping the servant. Which he hoped included turning the pale buttocks bright red.
“On your back.” He ordered. I moved slowly, risking further punishment, but not willing to allow myself the pain of humiliation quite yet.
“NOW!” The prince shouted, his hand coming down along his ass once again. Legolas squealed at the pain, quickly doing as told. Filawars smiled, beginning to wash the dirt and grime from his front.
“On your stomach.” He ordered, wanting to get as much of a view as possible before sharing with his father and brother. This time I quickly moved in hope not to get hit again. A hand came down firmly along my ribs as I moved too quickly for him.
“Enough! You know what pace I like!” Filawars shouted. Outside the room, Thranduil and Disiguar grinned as the shouts and cries of pain went up.
“Worthless whore, you know what it is that we like, and you will respond to that!” The crown prince had a temper like no other, and was proving it with his angry fists as they came down over and over along my ribs. I cried out again and as he continued to thoroughly beat me.
“Now you listen. You will do as I directly say, and if not, you will get a lot more than my fists along your ribs. Do I make myself clear?” Filawars demanded. I nodded.
“Say yes Master.” He ordered. I swallowed my pride, and looked at the water.
“Yes master.” I whispered.
~~~~~~~ 1 hour later~~~~~~~~~~~~
Filawars come out with me in his arms.
“I thought I said unscathed.” Thranduil shouted.
“He broke.” Filawars said.
“Say what?” Disiguar asked, greed coming over his eyes.
“He broke.” Filawars repeated.
Sooo???? How was it? Good, horrible? Hopefully the next chapter is coming soon. Until then,
Orli’s girl.