Sauron's Empire

Disclaimer :Don’t own it!!!!!!!! Not making anything from this either..

This is an AU, so yeah the elves can’t fade or anything.

Summary: Sauron managed to get a hold of the one ring; a last alliance of elves and men marched against Sauron and his army. However, one of the elves leading the charge caught Sauron’s interest. Thus enslaving the elf as his personal slave.


A tall dark figure walked at a steady pace down the hall with black robes flowing behind him. He stood in front of two higher-ranking guards and snapped his fingers. Then with a wave with his hand the few orcs patrolling the hallway left, attending to the orders their master gave to them. He did not even need to speak, they knew what he wanted. The dark figure then proceeded further down the hallway, till he reached the end, where two Urukai were guarding the solid oak door. The two guards immediately made way for their Dark Lord to gain entrance into the room.

Once the tall dark figure entered the room he saw his prize lying in the center of the bed, just where he left him the other day still asleep. The Dark Lord’s piercing blood red eyes studied his golden prize with a smile as he remembered the events from the other day.

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Two orcs dragged in a struggling hooded elf into the Dark Lord’s throne room where he was seated impatiently. The orcs knew they took too long in getting the elf here, however the elf did not go down easily. With a wave of his hand the orcs began chaining the elf’s legs too the floor; where mithril hooks were embedded. Then the orcs brought a chair from the other room, and hooked it to the floor as well. The heavy iron chair had armrests where thick leather straps were bolted on it. The chair’s back was high, and almost to the top of the chair was another pair of straps, meant for the neck; to hold the captive’s head still. The elf was eventually subdued enough to be seated in the chair and was immediately secured in the straps. The Dark Lord then rose from his dark throne and walked up to the elf, he placed his hand over the hood and yanked it off the elf’s head revealing the beauty that he craved for.

The elf’s eyes widened in shock.

“Sauron…” the elf said barely above a whisper.

Sauron smiled, “Believe it.”

The facial features on the elf turned to those of defiance, “Why have you captured me? Torture me all you want, I will not tell you our battle plans!”

Sauron tiled his head back and laughed a deep menacing laugh. The elf remained headstrong.

“I have no use of your knowledge. My forces out number that pathetic alliance of yours. Come tomorrow, they will all be dead,” he said looking into the deep sapphire eyes of the other.

“Then why have you captured me? To turn me into one of your foul creatures,” the elf asked with a solid tone.

Sauron drew closer to the elf, reached out his pale hand, ignoring the elf’s struggle to get away, and traced the elf’s lips with his cold thumb.

“No, I would never mar the beauty you posses. I have other plans for you my sapphire,” he said before placing his cold ashen lips on the full red lips of the other. The elf stiffened at such a move and with all his effort he kept his lips shut tightly together. Sauron sensed the elf’s unwillingness to submit and placed both his hands on the elf’s face. The elf was shocked by the sudden wave of pain and opened his mouth to cry out in pain, however his cries were muffled by Sauron’s searing kiss and tongue. Sauron took the opportunity to explore all of his elf’s mouth and take in the sweet honey taste of his mouth. The elf recoiled at Sauron’s actions and wanted to gag but he was in no position to do such a thing. After sometime of exploring Sauron finally broke the kiss, the elf immediately spitted the taste Sauron left in his mouth.

Sauron chuckled slightly, “Soon you will love the taste that lingers on your tongue my elf, you will be begging for it.”
The elf shouted back at him, “I would never do such a thing!”
Sauron grasped the elf’s chin making the elf look up at him, “Careful pet. You will soon learn your place as my personal slave by the end of this week.”
The elf spat back, “You will never see the day!”
Sauron leaned in and kissed the elf once more. The elf closed his eyes in disgust, once he did though he regretted ever doing so for thousands of ghastly images flooded his mind.

His father dead
Mirkwood burned to ashes
Rivendel burned to ashes
Lorien burned to ashes
Gondor burned to ashes
Galadriel turning to the dark side.
Elf fighting Elf
Middle earth in disarray.
The trees weeping their sadness
Enslavement
Torture
Pain
Suffering

The elf felt it all and soon passed out from all the images. Sauron finally broke the kiss and unchained the elf from the chair. He picked him up with ease and went into another room where he would decorate his most precious sapphire.

He placed the unconscious elf on a stone slab elevated high above the floor. He had his orcs bring him precious jewels and jewelry which he set besides the elf’s head. He stripped his elf of his clothes and was awed by the perfection of his golden one. Sauron controlled himself though; the only way he would take his jewel is when he begged for it. Sauron smiled at the image that crossed his mind, he assured himself it would happen soon. He then grabbed jewels at random, picking the ones that contrasted with his skin perfectly, he already decided though to decorate his pet with sapphires, for his eyes were of the same color. He just wanted to see what the other colors looked like against his skin. Next he had to decided whether gold or mithril would like best against his skin

“Mirthril,” he said aloud to himself.

He then grabbed a needle and placed it through the skin above the belly button. He quickly replaced the needle with a sapphire encrusted mirthril jewel. The sapphire fit snuggly in his pet’s belly button. Sauron then placed the needle through the bottom of the belly button and placed another sapphire mirthril jewel in its place, however this one had a bell attached to it, and would sound whenever his pet moved.

Sauron then grabbed another needle and placed it through one of his pet’s nipples, quickly replacing the needle with a ring encrusted with sapphires. He did the same to the other nipple. Sauron then pierced both of his elf’s ears with sapphire earrings of course. He also pierced the cartilage with two big sapphire set studs. He then studied his pet.

“Something his missing,” he said aloud to himself.

Sauron quickly found out what was missing and got another needle. He pierced his elf’s nose leaving a medium size sapphire stud in place of the needle.

“Perfect.”

Sauron picked his naked elf up from the stone slab and went to the bathing chamber of his quarters and bathed his elf. There was still dirt and blood matted in his hair and skin. He undid the warrior braids that the elf adorned his hair with and let it loose and flowing. Once dry, he laid the elf on his bed and quickly told the orc standing outside what to bring him. An hour or so later there was a knock on the door, the orc handed Sauron a medium sized box. Sauron quickly closed the door and placed the box on the bed. He opened it and found two arm bands, set with sapphires, two ankle bands set with sapphire, and a beautifully crafted collar set with sapphires. All items of jewelry were made of mithril and all had the same writing on them, in the dark tongue of course. He placed the armbands on his elf; once set they could never be taken off, without Sauron’s consent of course. He also placed the ankle bands and the collar. The jewelry instantly adjusted to become almost like the elf’s own skin on his body. He kissed his elf one more time and left the room.


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Sauron seated himself next to his elf.

“Wake up,” he said in a cool tone.

Eyes instantly opened.

“My pet,” Sauron cooed.

The elf quickly got up and out of the bed.

Sauron smiled, “You will soon learn to love waking up to my voice.”

The elf moved for the door but stopped once he saw himself in the mirror Sauron had next to his bed. He saw an elf with multiple piercings and a collar! He saw an elf that looked nothing like the proud warrior he was. The elf inched closer and closer to the mirror and put his hands up to the collar around his neck, he tried to find a way to take it off. It was futile though; he soon learned that it was like his skin. He also tried to take the armbands off too, and failed miserably. He didn’t even attempt to try to take off the ankle bands. He also noted he was naked.

“What did you do to me,” he questioned.

Sauron now stood behind his elf and said, “Decorated you. You look magnificent.”

The elf looked down at his belly and saw the two piercings. He moved to take them off but was stopped by a sudden immense pain that crept into his mind.

“You will experience that pain every time you try to change something that I have done.”
“How? I can’t sense you in my mind!”
“The script on your collar, armbands and ankle bands. It is one way of controlling you, without totally obliterating your mind.”
The elf quickly turned around and struck Sauron, however he remained unaffected, while the elf was on the floor clenching his head in pain.
“Do not do that again elf,” Sauron said in a demonic tone.
The elf coward in fear, he couldn’t believe it himself, but he actually coward in fear.
Sauron grabbed the elf by the arm and stood him up, he placed the elf in front of the mirror and went to a nearby trunk where he had a few clothes. He handed the elf a light blue robe and grabbed him by the hand and took him out of the room. With the elf ringing to each step he took.

They passed numerous of halls and stairs when they finally got to their destination. Before entering the room Sauron had a few choice words for his elf.
“You will not answer or speak to any of the people you are about to see unless I tell you so. They are all hooded so they cannot see you.”

They both entered the room
The elf was shocked to see his fellow warriors chained up. Haldir, Glorfindel, Elladan, Elrond, they were all here.

“Good to see you were all well kept,” Sauron said teasingly, “I have a little treat for you all. Legolas, the used to be Prince of Mirkwood is standing here before you all.”

Elrond spoke first, “Legolas? Is that true, are you here? Are you well?”
Legolas turned to Sauron and approval was granted.
“Yes, Elrond. I am here. I am well.”
“What does he want with you,” Haldir questioned with rage.
“He is to be my personal slave,” Sauron answered.
“What,” they all questioned.
“Yes, my personal slave.”
Glorfindel shouted, “He would never willingly become your slave!”
“Oh, but I assure you he will and you will all see it at my victory feast of course! You are all personally invited. That is when you will get to see the true Prince of Mirkwood.”
Sauron turned to Legolas, “Say your good-byes to them pet.”
“Don’t worry about me, good-bye.”

With that they both left the room and went back to Sauron’s chambers.

“You stay here pet,” Sauron said.
“Wait, what will become of them,” Legolas questioned.
“If you don’t willingly submit, they will all die,” Sauron said before leaving the room.


TBC!