Black Robes
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Adult ++
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Chapter 8
Authors Note: I’m sorry it took so long to update but RL stress is kicking. I am trying to de-stress but I’m working a lot of forced overtime. I will try my best to get the next chapter out quick. Thank you for your patients…~DarkDreamer
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sugarplum - Well Im glad your enjoying it so far...and thaks for the comment about my Mom. Yeah her aorta in her back has become anuristic. At a level 6 it bacicaly bursts and kills you...Mom is at a level 5.1...were watching her closely...
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Kuragari - Heheeh...yeah I wrote The Fire Dance. Thank you Im glad you liked it! I wantd to try something way off from that this time...tho I do miss Gwee and Aglar and Thoniel and such...*sigh*...hopefuly this one is decent...
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TopazKat - Thank you for giving this one a try...its very diffrent then TFD..not everyones cup of elf...hehehe. Mom? Eh shes is not doing well...I commented above about it...
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Angelstar3999 - THank you very much. I will try to get the next chap out soon...
Title: Black Robes
Part: 8/?
Author: DarkDreamer
Contact: DarkDreamer@wi.rr.com
Rating: R
Pairings: Glorfindel/Erestor, Others...
Beta: Athos
Disclaimer: I do not own any elves, I make no money off this
Warnings: AU, Slash, Mild Het, Bond, D/s, N/C, Slave, Voy, WIP
Summery: Ever wonder why Erestor always wore those black robes?
Authors Note:
Capital "Pets" = Elven slave, used for pleasure and/or companionship
Lower case "pets" = actual animals
Black Robes
Ch8
Once they reached Glorfindel’s hallway, he tightened his grip on Jenda’s shoulder. “It disturbs me how you never got to say farewell to your Naneth and Adar. I know that some become Pets because their families sell them to pay off their debt. But for you to be captured as you were…. it was cruel and you should have at least been able to say farewell to your parents.”
Jenda blinked, and then placed her hand atop his. “My Lord. May I speak freely?”
“Proceed.”
“My Lord, I am not some wild animal to be “captured”. I am an elf, just like you. Save that I was born in the area I was.”
Glorfindel’s pace was relaxed. “I have often wondered what my life would have been like, had I been born in that section of Gondolin. Would I have become a laborer like many, or would I have been selected to be a Pet?”
Jenda rolled her eyes. “Oh I see, I am “captured”, and you are “selected”. I guess I am not that surprised. You were taught to think thusly.” She then sighed, “They would have defiantly made you a Pet. You are too beautiful to be anything but a Pet my Lord.”
Glorfindel stopped and lightly tilted his head. “You think me beautiful, Jenda?”
Jenda shook her head and giggled. “That is one thing I like about you my Lord -- you are sincerely modest.”
Glorfindel inwardly smiled at the complement, then placed his hand on the latch and entered his bed chamber.
Lanthir trembled when he saw his master enter, and then relaxed a bit when he saw Jenda follow him in. He silently watched as Glorfindel shrugged off his tunic and underlay, tossing them at Jenda.
“Do I have clothes for tomorrow? I know that since you were with me today you did not have time to do my laundry.”
Jenda smiled, “Aye. You have plenty of clean clothes, my Lord.”
“Good. Have my evening meal brought here, I am going to take a bath.”
Once Glorfindel disappeared into the bathing chamber, Jenda walked over to the cove. "Lanthir, I feel I should warn you. I spoke out of turn, so Master Glorfindel is going to discipline me. He WILL become aroused. If he calls upon you, and you do not know what to do, just ask. He enjoys instructing his Pets." She smiled, stood, and left the room calmly.
Lanthir sat there in stunned silence, his thoughts a jumbled mess. ‘Master becomes…he becomes aroused when disciplining? Oh, that can not be good.’
Not long had passed and Lanthir sat up straight when Glorfindel re-entered soaking wet. A towel was tied loosely around his hips. “Pet?”
“Aye, Master?”
“Do you find your area comfortable?”
Lanthir quietly nodded, “Oh aye, Master. You are most generous.”
Glorfindel made no reply as he walked to the hearth and began a fire. He then placed a large fur pelt down before it. Once the fire was blazing, he sat down at a large table and pointed. “Pet. Remove your clothing and lay upon that fur.”
Lanthir swallowed nervously, then hurriedly stripped and crawled over to the fur. His long chain scraped against the floorstones as he moved. “How…uh…how would you like me to lay Master?”
Grabbing a scroll, Glorfindel began to read. He then absently waved his hand. “It matters not at this time, make yourself comfortable for now.”
Jenda rolled her eyes when she returned, placing the dinner try on the table. “Oh really my lord did you have to drag all the water from your bath with you?”
From his vantage point, Lanthir blinked when he noticed the corners of his master’s lips curve up slightly, and thought, ‘Ahh…now I see what she meant. He is amused’.
Glorfindel did not answer. He just sat back in his chair, reading as he ate.
Jenda moved silently about the room, gathering clothing, straightening the wardrobe…
After a time, Glorfindel slowly stood from the table and sat in his chair before the fire. “Jenda, go and get a sheet from the linen closet”.
Jenda blinked nervously “Aye my Lord. Would you like for me to place it next to your chair then?”
“Aye.”
As Jenda ran from the room, Glorfindel looked at his new Pet. “Lanthir. Lay upon your back. Have you…family?”
Lanthir nervously lay down and looked over to his Master. “Aye Master. Parents and a little brother.”
“Did you get to say farewell when The Gatherers came to your home?”
“Aye Master. They came during evening meal.”
Glorfindel slowly tilted his head and gazed down at his new pet. “Spread you legs some, place your arms above your head.”
Lanthir complied, a slight blush creeping over his cheeks, his lithe body slightly trembling. “Aye Master.”
“Tell me Pet, how did your family react to your being Gathered?” He said quietly, his expressionless face hiding his genuine curiosity.
“My Adar was strong and held my Nana. She wept.”
“And your little brother?”
“Erestor? Oh he was quiet as usual. But I knew he was upset. I…I fear for him.”
Glorfindel’s eyes roamed up and down Lanthir’s body. “Oh? And why is that?”
“He is rather shy, Master. I worry about when The Gatherers take him. I pray to the Valar that he gets a patient and understanding Master.”
Glorfindel nodded, and then sat taller when Jenda walked in with the sheet. “My lord.”
“Aye Jenda come here and lower your leggings.”
Jenda sighed and pushed them down.
Glorfindel winced and reached, yanking them back up. “Jenda, you know I do NOT want to see your…place. Just over the cheeks, Jenda…just over the cheeks.”
Jenda lowered her leggings just over her butt cheeks, then draped herself over Glorfindels lap. “I am ready my lord.”
Glorfindel nodded. Then he raised his hand and commanded, “Hold Jenda,” bringing his hand down upon her backside with a resounding *Smack!*
TBC………………….
Translations:
Ada/Adar ------------- Dad/Father
Nana/Naneth ---------- Mom/Mother
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sugarplum - Well Im glad your enjoying it so far...and thaks for the comment about my Mom. Yeah her aorta in her back has become anuristic. At a level 6 it bacicaly bursts and kills you...Mom is at a level 5.1...were watching her closely...
-----
Kuragari - Heheeh...yeah I wrote The Fire Dance. Thank you Im glad you liked it! I wantd to try something way off from that this time...tho I do miss Gwee and Aglar and Thoniel and such...*sigh*...hopefuly this one is decent...
-----
TopazKat - Thank you for giving this one a try...its very diffrent then TFD..not everyones cup of elf...hehehe. Mom? Eh shes is not doing well...I commented above about it...
-----
Angelstar3999 - THank you very much. I will try to get the next chap out soon...
Title: Black Robes
Part: 8/?
Author: DarkDreamer
Contact: DarkDreamer@wi.rr.com
Rating: R
Pairings: Glorfindel/Erestor, Others...
Beta: Athos
Disclaimer: I do not own any elves, I make no money off this
Warnings: AU, Slash, Mild Het, Bond, D/s, N/C, Slave, Voy, WIP
Summery: Ever wonder why Erestor always wore those black robes?
Authors Note:
Capital "Pets" = Elven slave, used for pleasure and/or companionship
Lower case "pets" = actual animals
Black Robes
Ch8
Once they reached Glorfindel’s hallway, he tightened his grip on Jenda’s shoulder. “It disturbs me how you never got to say farewell to your Naneth and Adar. I know that some become Pets because their families sell them to pay off their debt. But for you to be captured as you were…. it was cruel and you should have at least been able to say farewell to your parents.”
Jenda blinked, and then placed her hand atop his. “My Lord. May I speak freely?”
“Proceed.”
“My Lord, I am not some wild animal to be “captured”. I am an elf, just like you. Save that I was born in the area I was.”
Glorfindel’s pace was relaxed. “I have often wondered what my life would have been like, had I been born in that section of Gondolin. Would I have become a laborer like many, or would I have been selected to be a Pet?”
Jenda rolled her eyes. “Oh I see, I am “captured”, and you are “selected”. I guess I am not that surprised. You were taught to think thusly.” She then sighed, “They would have defiantly made you a Pet. You are too beautiful to be anything but a Pet my Lord.”
Glorfindel stopped and lightly tilted his head. “You think me beautiful, Jenda?”
Jenda shook her head and giggled. “That is one thing I like about you my Lord -- you are sincerely modest.”
Glorfindel inwardly smiled at the complement, then placed his hand on the latch and entered his bed chamber.
Lanthir trembled when he saw his master enter, and then relaxed a bit when he saw Jenda follow him in. He silently watched as Glorfindel shrugged off his tunic and underlay, tossing them at Jenda.
“Do I have clothes for tomorrow? I know that since you were with me today you did not have time to do my laundry.”
Jenda smiled, “Aye. You have plenty of clean clothes, my Lord.”
“Good. Have my evening meal brought here, I am going to take a bath.”
Once Glorfindel disappeared into the bathing chamber, Jenda walked over to the cove. "Lanthir, I feel I should warn you. I spoke out of turn, so Master Glorfindel is going to discipline me. He WILL become aroused. If he calls upon you, and you do not know what to do, just ask. He enjoys instructing his Pets." She smiled, stood, and left the room calmly.
Lanthir sat there in stunned silence, his thoughts a jumbled mess. ‘Master becomes…he becomes aroused when disciplining? Oh, that can not be good.’
Not long had passed and Lanthir sat up straight when Glorfindel re-entered soaking wet. A towel was tied loosely around his hips. “Pet?”
“Aye, Master?”
“Do you find your area comfortable?”
Lanthir quietly nodded, “Oh aye, Master. You are most generous.”
Glorfindel made no reply as he walked to the hearth and began a fire. He then placed a large fur pelt down before it. Once the fire was blazing, he sat down at a large table and pointed. “Pet. Remove your clothing and lay upon that fur.”
Lanthir swallowed nervously, then hurriedly stripped and crawled over to the fur. His long chain scraped against the floorstones as he moved. “How…uh…how would you like me to lay Master?”
Grabbing a scroll, Glorfindel began to read. He then absently waved his hand. “It matters not at this time, make yourself comfortable for now.”
Jenda rolled her eyes when she returned, placing the dinner try on the table. “Oh really my lord did you have to drag all the water from your bath with you?”
From his vantage point, Lanthir blinked when he noticed the corners of his master’s lips curve up slightly, and thought, ‘Ahh…now I see what she meant. He is amused’.
Glorfindel did not answer. He just sat back in his chair, reading as he ate.
Jenda moved silently about the room, gathering clothing, straightening the wardrobe…
After a time, Glorfindel slowly stood from the table and sat in his chair before the fire. “Jenda, go and get a sheet from the linen closet”.
Jenda blinked nervously “Aye my Lord. Would you like for me to place it next to your chair then?”
“Aye.”
As Jenda ran from the room, Glorfindel looked at his new Pet. “Lanthir. Lay upon your back. Have you…family?”
Lanthir nervously lay down and looked over to his Master. “Aye Master. Parents and a little brother.”
“Did you get to say farewell when The Gatherers came to your home?”
“Aye Master. They came during evening meal.”
Glorfindel slowly tilted his head and gazed down at his new pet. “Spread you legs some, place your arms above your head.”
Lanthir complied, a slight blush creeping over his cheeks, his lithe body slightly trembling. “Aye Master.”
“Tell me Pet, how did your family react to your being Gathered?” He said quietly, his expressionless face hiding his genuine curiosity.
“My Adar was strong and held my Nana. She wept.”
“And your little brother?”
“Erestor? Oh he was quiet as usual. But I knew he was upset. I…I fear for him.”
Glorfindel’s eyes roamed up and down Lanthir’s body. “Oh? And why is that?”
“He is rather shy, Master. I worry about when The Gatherers take him. I pray to the Valar that he gets a patient and understanding Master.”
Glorfindel nodded, and then sat taller when Jenda walked in with the sheet. “My lord.”
“Aye Jenda come here and lower your leggings.”
Jenda sighed and pushed them down.
Glorfindel winced and reached, yanking them back up. “Jenda, you know I do NOT want to see your…place. Just over the cheeks, Jenda…just over the cheeks.”
Jenda lowered her leggings just over her butt cheeks, then draped herself over Glorfindels lap. “I am ready my lord.”
Glorfindel nodded. Then he raised his hand and commanded, “Hold Jenda,” bringing his hand down upon her backside with a resounding *Smack!*
TBC………………….
Translations:
Ada/Adar ------------- Dad/Father
Nana/Naneth ---------- Mom/Mother