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Adult ++
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11
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39
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Chapter 8
Title: Broken
Author: Cheysuli
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Legolas/Frodo, Legolas/Sam, Merry/Pippin (Implied), Frodo/Sam
Disclaimer: I own none of Tolkien’s creations.
Archive: LoM, Daemel, any other place you want to stick it (just let me know).
Summary: AU. Frodo and Sam have been corrupted and have claimed the Ring… and Legolas as their own. Slash | Rape | Slavery | Abuse | Hurt/Comfort
Note to self: Never, ever read humor before trying to write dark slash. If I hadn’t read humor, I would have had this written days ago.
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Sam sighed as he marched towards his chambers, thinking over all that had happened during the last few days. The Rebels had somehow smuggled Elves into the city.
‘Elves,’ he thought, snorting as he paused in front of the door to his rooms. ‘What do they think that will accomplish?’ He shook his head. ‘Everyone knows elves are worthless,’ he told himself, pushing open the door.
He stopped and stared at the sight that greeted him, a slow smile forming on his face. ’Well, almost worthless.’
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2 years ago
Sam silently watched as Boromir and Aragorn tried to fight off the orcs and Uruk-Hai. He smirked when he saw a thick arrow hit Boromir, sending the man to his knees.
Sam turned to Frodo, quickly losing interest in the battle. “Should we go see how Merry and Pippin are doing?”
Frodo smiled and nodded, turning his back on the men as Gimli rushed to their defense, swing his axe at whoever got close.
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Now
Sam let his eyes wander over the elf’s body, his arousal growing as he studied the many bindings. Legolas was chained to the bed by four chains, two running directly from the choke collar, the other two wrapped tightly around the elf’s arms, wrenching them behind his head and attached to the chains from the collar. A large bit had been forced in the elf’s mouth, tied tightly with thin cords that wrapped around his head.
His legs were tied to a bar that ran over the bed, raising his hips and exposing his entrance for all to see. Frodo had a thin pole in his hands, thrusting it harshly in and out of the elf as he gazed at Sam from across the room. “Welcome home, my love,” he said, smiling sweetly as he twisted the pole, causing Legolas to whimper. He yanked the pole out of his pet and placed it next to a larger, thicker pole. He rose to his knees and beckoned Sam over to the bed. “Would you like to play?”
Sam smirked and quickly began removing his clothes. “Do you even have to ask?”
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2 years ago
Frodo laughed when he saw Merry and Pippin trying to fight orcs that were twice there size. “I always knew they weren’t too bright.”
Sam nodded, his eyes quickly finding Legolas where he was hidden. “They didn’t hide him very well, did they?”
Frodo followed his gaze, smiling widely when he saw the elf. “Like I said, not too bright.”
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Now
Sam stared down at his pet from his place between the elf’s raised legs, admiring how Legolas’ body shone in the candlelight. “You’ve outdone yourself this time, Love.”
Frodo smiled, stroking Legolas’ cheek in a mockery of tenderness. “You deserve it, my love.” He looked over at Sam, giggling when he saw the naked lust in his eyes. “Whatever are you waiting for, my love?”
Sam looked up at him, smirking as he positioned himself at the elf’s entrance. “Nothing.”
Sam moaned as he pushed cruelly into Legolas’ tight, unprepared entrance, much to Frodo‘s approval. He thrust hard into their pet, the elf’s body jerking with every movement. Legolas’ collar tightened as the chains were pulled, cutting off his air little by little.
Frodo smiled as he watched his lover take the elf, watched as the other hobbit slammed into his pet over and over, causing tears to fall down Legolas’ face. Sam liked it when his pet cried, liked to see him suffer silently, fragile and broken. Sam liked it when Legolas was weak.
Frodo’s smile became a cruel smirk as he turned his attention to the elf’s face, seeing his pet gasp desperately for breath around the large bit in his mouth. “Looks like our little whore can’t breath, my love.”
Sam laughed as he adjusted his angle, driving deeper as he gripped the elf’s legs that hung from the thin ropes. “Well, we’ll just have to fix that, now won’t we, Love?”
Frodo nodded and crawled onto Legolas chest, untying the cords that held the bit in place. “You’re right, my love,” he said as he pulled the rusted metal from the elf’s mouth, allowing the blond to breathe easier. He stared thoughtfully at his pet, studying him. “However, we can’t let that mouth go to waste.” He gripped Legolas by the hair and positioned himself at the elf’s mouth.
Legolas gagged as his master’s cock was shoved down his throat, his eyes watering from the burning taste. Frodo laughed at his pet’s discomfort and thrust hard once, grabbing a hold of his elf’s hair. “Suck hard, my little whore.”
Legolas obeyed, sucking and licking as he had been taught, deep-throating his master repeatedly. He winced and nearly choked, closing his eyes as a particularly cruel thrust from his other master sent searing pain throughout his body.
Frodo frowned when he saw his pet close his eyes and grabbed the chains to the elf’s collar, pulling them tight. His whore’s eyes snapped open as his air was suddenly cut off, sucking Frodo’s cock deeper in his desperation. He gazed fearfully up at his master, his arms pulling weakly at his bindings.
Frodo watched as his pet struggled for a few moments, laughing as the elf’s lips began to turn blue, before he gradually loos the the collar. He pulled out of Legolas’ mouth, allowing him the air he so desperately needed, before thrusting harshly back down the elf’s abused throat. He timed his thrust so that when Sam withdrew, he pushed, so the elf was in constant pain, his body jerking against the ropes and chains holding him in place.
Legolas whimpered around Frodo’s cock as Sam released his burning seed deep within him before pulling out. Frodo gave his hair a sharp yank and he went back to sucking, the hobbit’s cock absorbing the yelp he released as something much thicker than Sam’s cock was shoved into his torn channel.
Sam smiled as he pushed the pole deeper into the elf, twisting it so it scraped against the abused walls of the elf’s passage. He glanced up at his lover, watching as Frodo’s cock was swallowed, sucked, and licked by their pet. ‘Frodo was right,’ he thought as he watched his lover reach his climax, spilling his seed deep within their whore’s throat. ‘Legolas makes a great toy.’
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A/N: My longest chapters are sex chapters. Just goes to show how dirty my mind is.
A/N2: My beta is on vacation, so this is unbetaed.
Author: Cheysuli
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Legolas/Frodo, Legolas/Sam, Merry/Pippin (Implied), Frodo/Sam
Disclaimer: I own none of Tolkien’s creations.
Archive: LoM, Daemel, any other place you want to stick it (just let me know).
Summary: AU. Frodo and Sam have been corrupted and have claimed the Ring… and Legolas as their own. Slash | Rape | Slavery | Abuse | Hurt/Comfort
Note to self: Never, ever read humor before trying to write dark slash. If I hadn’t read humor, I would have had this written days ago.
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Sam sighed as he marched towards his chambers, thinking over all that had happened during the last few days. The Rebels had somehow smuggled Elves into the city.
‘Elves,’ he thought, snorting as he paused in front of the door to his rooms. ‘What do they think that will accomplish?’ He shook his head. ‘Everyone knows elves are worthless,’ he told himself, pushing open the door.
He stopped and stared at the sight that greeted him, a slow smile forming on his face. ’Well, almost worthless.’
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
2 years ago
Sam silently watched as Boromir and Aragorn tried to fight off the orcs and Uruk-Hai. He smirked when he saw a thick arrow hit Boromir, sending the man to his knees.
Sam turned to Frodo, quickly losing interest in the battle. “Should we go see how Merry and Pippin are doing?”
Frodo smiled and nodded, turning his back on the men as Gimli rushed to their defense, swing his axe at whoever got close.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now
Sam let his eyes wander over the elf’s body, his arousal growing as he studied the many bindings. Legolas was chained to the bed by four chains, two running directly from the choke collar, the other two wrapped tightly around the elf’s arms, wrenching them behind his head and attached to the chains from the collar. A large bit had been forced in the elf’s mouth, tied tightly with thin cords that wrapped around his head.
His legs were tied to a bar that ran over the bed, raising his hips and exposing his entrance for all to see. Frodo had a thin pole in his hands, thrusting it harshly in and out of the elf as he gazed at Sam from across the room. “Welcome home, my love,” he said, smiling sweetly as he twisted the pole, causing Legolas to whimper. He yanked the pole out of his pet and placed it next to a larger, thicker pole. He rose to his knees and beckoned Sam over to the bed. “Would you like to play?”
Sam smirked and quickly began removing his clothes. “Do you even have to ask?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
2 years ago
Frodo laughed when he saw Merry and Pippin trying to fight orcs that were twice there size. “I always knew they weren’t too bright.”
Sam nodded, his eyes quickly finding Legolas where he was hidden. “They didn’t hide him very well, did they?”
Frodo followed his gaze, smiling widely when he saw the elf. “Like I said, not too bright.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now
Sam stared down at his pet from his place between the elf’s raised legs, admiring how Legolas’ body shone in the candlelight. “You’ve outdone yourself this time, Love.”
Frodo smiled, stroking Legolas’ cheek in a mockery of tenderness. “You deserve it, my love.” He looked over at Sam, giggling when he saw the naked lust in his eyes. “Whatever are you waiting for, my love?”
Sam looked up at him, smirking as he positioned himself at the elf’s entrance. “Nothing.”
Sam moaned as he pushed cruelly into Legolas’ tight, unprepared entrance, much to Frodo‘s approval. He thrust hard into their pet, the elf’s body jerking with every movement. Legolas’ collar tightened as the chains were pulled, cutting off his air little by little.
Frodo smiled as he watched his lover take the elf, watched as the other hobbit slammed into his pet over and over, causing tears to fall down Legolas’ face. Sam liked it when his pet cried, liked to see him suffer silently, fragile and broken. Sam liked it when Legolas was weak.
Frodo’s smile became a cruel smirk as he turned his attention to the elf’s face, seeing his pet gasp desperately for breath around the large bit in his mouth. “Looks like our little whore can’t breath, my love.”
Sam laughed as he adjusted his angle, driving deeper as he gripped the elf’s legs that hung from the thin ropes. “Well, we’ll just have to fix that, now won’t we, Love?”
Frodo nodded and crawled onto Legolas chest, untying the cords that held the bit in place. “You’re right, my love,” he said as he pulled the rusted metal from the elf’s mouth, allowing the blond to breathe easier. He stared thoughtfully at his pet, studying him. “However, we can’t let that mouth go to waste.” He gripped Legolas by the hair and positioned himself at the elf’s mouth.
Legolas gagged as his master’s cock was shoved down his throat, his eyes watering from the burning taste. Frodo laughed at his pet’s discomfort and thrust hard once, grabbing a hold of his elf’s hair. “Suck hard, my little whore.”
Legolas obeyed, sucking and licking as he had been taught, deep-throating his master repeatedly. He winced and nearly choked, closing his eyes as a particularly cruel thrust from his other master sent searing pain throughout his body.
Frodo frowned when he saw his pet close his eyes and grabbed the chains to the elf’s collar, pulling them tight. His whore’s eyes snapped open as his air was suddenly cut off, sucking Frodo’s cock deeper in his desperation. He gazed fearfully up at his master, his arms pulling weakly at his bindings.
Frodo watched as his pet struggled for a few moments, laughing as the elf’s lips began to turn blue, before he gradually loos the the collar. He pulled out of Legolas’ mouth, allowing him the air he so desperately needed, before thrusting harshly back down the elf’s abused throat. He timed his thrust so that when Sam withdrew, he pushed, so the elf was in constant pain, his body jerking against the ropes and chains holding him in place.
Legolas whimpered around Frodo’s cock as Sam released his burning seed deep within him before pulling out. Frodo gave his hair a sharp yank and he went back to sucking, the hobbit’s cock absorbing the yelp he released as something much thicker than Sam’s cock was shoved into his torn channel.
Sam smiled as he pushed the pole deeper into the elf, twisting it so it scraped against the abused walls of the elf’s passage. He glanced up at his lover, watching as Frodo’s cock was swallowed, sucked, and licked by their pet. ‘Frodo was right,’ he thought as he watched his lover reach his climax, spilling his seed deep within their whore’s throat. ‘Legolas makes a great toy.’
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A/N: My longest chapters are sex chapters. Just goes to show how dirty my mind is.
A/N2: My beta is on vacation, so this is unbetaed.