From circlet to collar

by Leon Shadow

  Chapter 5

  Glorfindel entered the room out of nowhere and widened his eyes as he saw his lord before him in this position, legs spread and eyes wide open. A wave of pain flew through his chest. He wanted to save him but he knew he was useless, he needed help but none was left. Perhaps, just perhaps the guardians of Middle earth, as he likes to call them, could help but he hasn’t heard a word from them since the fall of Gondor.

  Elrond turned his head to the golden-haired elf who stood in the doorway, feeling tears fill his eyes, but he didn’t allow them to flow. He wouldn’t give Sauron that pleasure.

  The dark lord had turned his face to the tutor as well and grinned slightly. “Something wrong, my dear Glorfindel?” He spoke with a teasing sound in his voice.

  “You ordered me to warn you when the light had passed the doorway of my room, my lord..” The elf answered but startled slightly when the dark lord immediately got up, grinned and quickly put on his armour again.

  The ex-elvenlord immediately pushed his legs against each other and kept looking up at Glorfindel, wanting to remind himself to stay sane. Sauron walked back to Glorfindel and wrapped one arm around the elf’s waist, guiding him out as he spoke “I’ll be back soon, don’t worry about being bored, I’ve prepared something for you.” Glorfindel closed the door for him, looking slightly uneasy of course because of the heavy-armoured arm around his waist. He understood the dark lord only wanted to confuse Elrond but started doubting when the dark lord didn’t let him go while walking to Glorfindel’s room.

  One of the zlajows entered Elrond’s room and placed an old wooden box next to his bed, then he rode the wheel table out of the room. Right when Elrond thought the coast was clear the zlajow returned and roughly pulled the elf to the box, mumbling some kind of language which wasn’t even familiar to the raven-haired elf but Elrond understood he had to open the box.

  The zlajow sat down on the bed and looked at the elf’s body, staying quiet as if he was studying it. Elrond ignored the looks from the improved but still filthy beast and carefully opened the wooden box and widened his eyes as he saw certain kinds of toys, frowning at it. The toys were modern and almost unfamiliar to him and showed a complete contrast to the dirty wooden box where they have been kept in.

  The zlajow grabbed a phallus-like object, which was made of an unknown material to Elrond, and pushed it into Elrond’s hands.

  “You seriously think I’m going to put that thing.. Oh by Valar no! I am not going to do this, and especia-.” He suddenly gets a rough fist right against the side of his face, almost causing the elf’s jaw to break. Elrond fell onto his back, and planned to hit the zlajow once back but was blocked by him and in less than a few seconds the zlajow had pulled up the ex-elvenlord’s legs and spread them and kept pushing him down with only one filthy hand.

  The beast grabbed the object and somehow pushed it carefully inside him, probably because he was ordered not to ruin him, Elrond thought but thinking wasn’t very easy anymore when he felt how the ring of muscle guarding his back channel failed him and allowed the unknown object to slide into him. He gave a painful moan and squeezed his eyes now.

  The zlajow let go of him once he showed no resistance anymore which didn’t take long because Elrond was tired from all this, he stayed fully tensed though and tried to think of something else than the soring pain coming from his lower parts. He startled when the zlajow suddenly grabbed the elf’s length, jerked it off shortly and wrapped a ring around it.

  Then the zlajow got up and lifted Elrond onto the bed, tied his hands behind his back and suddenly did something weird before he walked out of the room and locked the door: he pushed onto a button from a little grey box, something Elrond never had seen before and on that moment he felt something inside him he also never had felt before. It was a rapidly moving and vibrating feeling as if.. Could this be witchcraft?

  Elrond followed the zlajow with his eyes, first trying to hold himself back but he could not help letting a few soft gasps escape his lips as the vibrations became worse. His mind might be unwilling to do this but his manhood slowly hardened. The vibrations didn’t change in speed or pace, almost becoming maddening to him but after a while he got used to it but his length remained hard.

  After a while the ex-elvenlord suddenly heard the door being unlocked and quickly turned onto his side, away from the door as he tried to stay quiet. The dark lord entered the room again and grinned slightly, he wasn’t able to see his elf’s length but he did see the vibrating “vibrator” as he liked to call this revolutionary idea.

  He felt the raven-haired elf’s tension as he removed the helmet from his head and took off his metallic gloves and shoes. He sat down beside him and immediately turned Elrond onto his back again, widening his eyes and grinning only more as he sees his “work”.

  Elrond almost could read the insanity from those darkish red eyes as they widened and, if Elrond had wanted it or not, a blush appeared onto his face.

  “I see you’ve been having quite a hard time waiting for me, haven’t you my dear?” Sauron spoke between his soft grins and placed a few kisses onto the ex-elvenlord’s bare chest, licking one of his hardened nipples only for a rather short period of time, just to tease.

  The raven-haired elf felt helpless and closed his eyes, again trying to hold his gasps but there’s no point in trying, it wouldn’t work. He let out a sharp gasp and moved his hips slightly as if he were impatient which might even be true.

  “Do you wish for release, rwalaer?” The dark lord spoke and grabbed Elrond’s throat, forcing him to open his eyes and look at him. “Yes..” Was answered but Sauron sighed nerved and slapped him once. “Come on.. Do you seriously want to go on with these cliché things? Say it properly before you make me sick.” Sauron growled and Elrond gasped once again. “Yes master..” Elrond managed to answer without gasping between the words.

  Sauron didn’t grin anymore, but let him go and starts kissing his neck, gently and carefully at first as he removes the ring from Elrond’s length with some magic. He strokes up and down over his elf’s body and plays with his nipples and starts jerking him off but when he felt Elrond almost went over the edge he suddenly bit him incredibly hard in his neck, immediately he tasted his elf’s blood and licked it up. A smirk played onto his lips again as Elrond’s horny moans changed into pained ones.

  Sauron only moved more down and waited until he felt Elrond again started shivering from pleasure and was about to cum, he simply again bit him but in his nipple this time, licking up some blood again and he left a trail of teeth marks on his elf’s chest. When he arrived at the ex-elvenlord’s other nipple he bit him again. Through the pain Elrond found pleasure and covered his thighs with cum.

  Sauron roughly pulled out the vibrator and threw it back in the box after he had turned it off. “That wasn’t that hard was it? I didn’t know you were into such things Elrond?” He laughed and again licked the blood from his neck but he gets no response from his elf who still had his eyes closed and was trying to stop gasping.

  His voice suddenly becomes more serious again and rather threatening. “You like that, don’t you Elrond.” “Y-yes I do.. M-master..” Elrond managed to answer.