The Taking of Elrond
The Taking of Elrond
Pairing: Elrond/???
Warnings: NC-17
Summery: A captured Elrond is forced to pay for his own release.
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Elrond gasped in shock, when he heard the woman's
demands for his release.
"Are you insane? How can you ask me to do something
like that?" Elrond growled out, as he struggled
against his bonds again.
The woman in question, whose name was Donna, only
raised an eyebrow at the Elf-lord's ire, as she tried
to calmly once again explain their situation.
"Well, you see, it's like this. There are no men in
our village, all of the idiots died in the last war.
Without men, there are no babies. Soooooooooooo, we
decided to fix that." Donna said in a slow voice, as
if she were trying to explain something to a child.
Elrond continued to glare at the raven-haired woman,
his anger at the embarrassing situation growing by
leaps and bounds. "WOMAN! I am not an idiot! I can
understand you perfectly! What I want to know is what
does your situation have to do with me?" Elrond hissed
out from between his teeth.
Donna walked over to the door and opened it to reveal
two other females who sauntered into the room. The two
females then promptly started to strip themselves of
their clothing, as Elrond stared on in shock.
"This is Michelle and Faith. They will be your
receptacles, so to speak." Donna said as she shooed
the girls over to the edge of the bed, where they
started to strip the Elven lord of his clothes.
Elrond was seeing red. He was more pissed than he
could ever remember in his life. Elrond growled at the
two females who were stripping him of his clothes,
snapping with his teeth, when they came to close to
his mouth.
Before long, even with his struggling and cruses, the
women soon had the Elven lord out of his clothes, and
were looking at him with lustful eyes.
Michelle wasted no time at all, and, straddling the
angry Elven lord, she started to lick and nibble at
his chest, as she rocked her hips against him.
Donna walked over to a chair near the bed, and sitting
down, grabbed a glass of wine to enjoy while she
watched the show.
Elrond was glaring daggers at the sitting woman, but
despite his best efforts, he was beginning to react to
the women's touches and caresses.
"Ai! Valar!" Elrond cried out, when the woman named
Michelle suddenly impaled herself on his aching
member, and started to ride him like a wild possessed
thing.
Michelle grabbed the headboard above Elrond's head,
and using it as leverage, happily bounced upon the
Elven lord's shaft, as the bed slammed against the
wall again and again.
Donna leaned forward to get a better view, as she
watched the male Elf struggle against his impending
orgasm, all the while glaring at her with death in his
eyes.
For a moment, fear surfaced in Donna, wondering what
the Elf would do to her if he got the chance to have
his revenge against her. Shaking her head to clear it
of the unpleasant idea, Donna was startled to see a
mocking grin on the Elf's face.
Elrond tried to keep himself from reaching climax, not
wanting to give into these women’s demands. As a means
of distracting himself, he thought about what he would
like to do to the ringleader of these women. First,
after he got done wringing her neck, he was going to
turn her over his knees, and beat her backside until
she begged for him to stop, which led him to thinking
about soothing her red backside with his hands. Which
led him to thinking about letting his hand slip
between her thighs until she wiggled wantonly on his
lap--which led him to thinking about bending her over
the nearest piece of furniture and taking her
forcefully until she screamed his name in pleasure.
With these thoughts in his mind, Elrond arched up off
the bed and emptied his pulsing seed into Michelle's
tight body as he grinned mockingly at the sitting
woman.
Michelle screamed as her climax ripped through her,
set off after she felt the Elf pour himself into her,
and she collapsed off the side of the bed. Michelle
lay on the floor, in a dead faint, with a silly grin
on her face.
Donna, staring at the Elf, did the only thing she
could. She gulped in fear.