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Date Posted: Sun, Nov 16 2003, 12:19:05
Author: I'd rather not incase you all hate it.
Subject: Just something to take your mind off the trolls...

Disclaimer: I do not own LotR and neither does Stark, the author of this. Stark does however own this piece of cra…fanfiction. I own Renny, Bob, and Jay.

In a dark room a girl sits quietly resting. It took all her strength to tie down Bob and Jay, her best friends, after telling them they would be with her MSTing Celebrian. She looks around and finds her copy under a box labeled: shit and stuff.

Renny: Okay guys it’s time to start. Hello? Wake up! I didn’t strangle you that hard!

Celebrian

Bob and Jay: God no! Help someone! Help!
Renny: Get over it!
Bob: *whimpers* Okay.

stood before the goblin king, head bowed. Her long silver locks hid her face. Silent tears streamed down dirty checks.

Jay: How come my tears aren’t silent? They talk entirely too much.

The orcs had not mistreated her—woe to any orc who spoiled the king’s pleasure-toy.

Renny: Pleasure toy? Makes her sound like a vibrator.

But the hem of her traveling dress was wet and muddied by the long walk through water logged tunnels. Her hair was matted and her arms were muddied, bruised and cut from many a tumble in the dark.

Bob: Someone’s been tumbling in dark, eh?

None of that mattered compared to the fate that awaited her at the hands of this so-called king.

Jay: Something tells me it’s not his hands she’ll have to watch out for.

"What is this?" said the goblin king. The lift of his loin cloth caused by the stiffening of his cock

Jay: Told ya.

demonstrated full well that the question was moot.
"An elf-bitch, your highness, brought from the cave at the top of the pass. We snatched her while she slept."

Renny: (as Celebrian) Elf-bitch? I resent that. I’m a ho and everyone knows it!

"Was she alone?" asked the King.
His yellow, watery eyes gazed at his captive. Those eyes displayed a hint of fear of elf-warriors but far more they glowed with lust. Elves would stop at nothing to reclaim a lost

Bob: Wallet?
Renny: Dog?
Jay: Pair of glasses?

woman to the orcs. As well they should, thought, the king contemplating what lay in store for this fine specimen of elven womanhood.

Bob: You can take the woman from the hood, but you can’t take the hood from the woman.

Breaking her to his needs would be exquisite.
"No, your highness. But they have not pursued us yet. Guards are posted. We will know if they come."

Bob: Ha ha, he said come.
Renny: Let’s do this already. You’re so immature.
Bob: Do what or should I say who? Sorry.

Celebrian

Jay: My eyes! They burn!

could follow their words, for the orcs were a mixed lot of big Uruks and little woods-goblins and used the Westron tongue to communicate. Her heart could not help leap

Renny: ing out of her chest! End of the story bye!
Bob: We’re not getting off that easy.

with the reminder that her husband Elrond would come in search of her. And no force of orcs could stay her rescue. She had only to outlast her captors for a little while.

Jay: So now she’s the Energizer bunny?

The goblin stroked the stubble on his chin with a great clawed hand. He idly picked the nostril of his large pig-nose and twitched his pig-ears so that the tufts of hair in the ears twitched.

Bob: Well if his ears twitched naturally the hair would go with them and twitch too.

Tusk-teeth protrude upward from his under-slung jaw.
He smiled. He knew what she was thinking.

Renny: (What Celebrian is thinking) Like, oh my god. He and I should go, like, shopping, and stuff! Someone needs a pedicure for sure!

And he knew that valor or not, it would take great effort

Bob: for Elrond to get off his lazy ass and get the remote himself.

for Elves to track them through the maze of tunnels. They had not idly brought her through water-filled tunnels: tracking was near impossible.
The Elves would come, but not for a long time. And he would likely be gone long before they arrived. But if not, well, some pleasures were worth the risk.
"Strip her," he said at last.

Jay: No see its stripper.

Celebrian’s head jerked up.

Renny: From the King’s reaction her head wasn’t the only one.

Her hair fell away from her face revealing violet eyes under sliver eyebrows, a fine small nose and a tiny, delicate mouth.
The goblin king thought of what that mouth would soon be willing to engulf. With a final pulse, his cock stiffened to its full one-foot length.

Bob: I feel inadequate.

The loincloth slipped to the side revealing his gnarled, twisted gray member.

Bob: Never mind at least mine isn’t gnarled or twisted.

Black moles of varying size and height dotted his 2-inch wide shaft but the glans

Renny: what is a glan?

was smooth, bulbous

Jay: Florescent?

and more than 3 inches across.

Bob: its 2 inches wide and three inches across?

Pulsing veins snaked across the shaft.

Renny: *slither*

Celebrian gasped and dropped her head again.

Bob: Don’t you hate it when that happens? I always get dirt in my eyes when I drop my head.

Her hair fell back across her face but she could not help dart a glance back at the hideous member.
Honoring the king’s command, the two orcs who had brought her from the cave stepped to her side. With movements more deft than seemed possible for such brutes, they slit the sleeves and shoulder of her dress so that it fell to her waist, caught by her girdle.

Jay: I knew that wasn’t a diet she was using.

More flicks of their knives and the girdle and dress fell to her feet.
She was now clad only in her soft, buckskin boots. Her lithe, supple form swayed under the cruel gaze of the goblin. The king idly stroked the head of his cock. In response, Celebrian trembled in fear and disgust, sending sweet tremors through her firm, apples-sized breasts, breasts graced by perfect, delicate lavender nipples.

Bob: My nipples are orange.
Renny: Really?

The king gripped his shaft still harder.
His eyes turned from her quivering breasts to the soft, silver down that was not thick enough to hide her lavender labia.

Bob: If I had a labia I bet it would be orange.

He smiled.
"Clean her."
Buckets and rags were brought. The two orcs gingerly washed their charge, trembling at the touch of Celebrian’s smooth skin yet also in fear that too familiar a touch would enrage their king.
They started at her boots, washed the pillars of her thighs, the gentle curves of her hips and the swell of her belly.

Jay: She’s pregnant?
Bob: Nope just fat.

They caressed her small, sweet breasts

Renny: As opposed to having bitter breasts

with their wash rags and finished with a careful wipe of her face.

Renny: Alright hun just blow into the tissue. Good girl!

Through it all, Celebrian stood as still as possible. She feared that any further quiver on her part, any further tremble of her breast might rouse the king to action. She had to delay. She had to survive until Elrond arrived.
"Clothe her."
A garment was brought. They forced one leg up, then the other. Looking down through her dangling hair she could not tell what they were dressing her in, only that it was black, tiny and her legs were through two straps.

Jay: We’re going horse back riding?
Bob: Sounds more like a dog sweater.

The orcs raised the garment up. She had expected coarse orc-cloth. But it was smooth, fine silk. The orcs reached her pubes. She felt the cloth bite into her slit and gasped.

Renny: “bite into her slit?” Its clothes not an attack dog.

She could not keep her eyes from darting to the goblin king.

Jay: (as Celebrian) Damn, so close to the bulls eye!

The king’s gaze dance from her eyes to her breasts and back.

Bob: His gaze danced! Danced!
Jay: We’re not even to the porn yet...

Just something to take your mind from the trolls.

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