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Lord of the Rings "Dragon Piss"

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Lord of the Rings "Dragon Piss"
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Part  One "Dragon Piss"
The raucous shouts of hundreds of orcs echoed  through the
rough-hewn  cavern as the guards hauled Celebrain  across the
floor towards the throne. At  the foot of the dais  she tripped on
shreds of green cloth that were the  remnants  of her dress.
Cursing, one of the uruks grabbed a handful of  her  silver
tresses, dragged her up the steps, and dropped her  painfully to
the  ground.

"Well, what have we here," growled  a voice above her.

Celebrian tried to  muster up the strength  to speak, but before
she could do so one of the guards  spoke  up.

"We snared this elf-bitch traveling through our pass, o  truly
tremendous  one," he replied. "There were ten others with  her,
but we did for 'em, the  filth."

"Hmmmmm... good work,  Bagdush. So, slut, what do you have to
say for  yourself? Speak  up!" The guard twisted Celebrian's arm
behind her and used  the  leverage to force her up onto her knees.
Her vision filled with  the sight  of a large, muscular orc
staring down at her from  the throne, a jagged iron  crown on his
head.
"I am Celebrian,  wife of Elrond of Rivendell," she replied,
trying to  sound  imperious and confident, "and he will deal
harshly with you if  I am  harmed."

"Har! Har! Harharhar!" The goblin king raised  his gruff voice
for the  hearing of his assembled court. "You  hear that, boys?
Aren't we scared?  Aren't we quakin' in our  boots?" The orcs
roared with laughter. "Well, since  we don't  want to get in
trouble with.. Lord Elrond," he said with mock  reverence, "I
suppose we'd better be nice to his dear lady."  He glanced  over
at one of the guards and nodded meaningfully;  the guard scurried
off.  "Yep, we'd better treat her real affectionate-like."  The
goblin king reached  around his waist and loosened the furs
wrapped  around him. Then he fished out  his erection. Celebrian's
eyes  widened in terror and disgust as she viewed  the thing; it
easily  measured a foot long, thick as a spear,  its
brownish-green  skin dotted here and there with hairy warts. The
king  hefted  it proudly, leering down at his captive. "I'll bet
yer husband  aint'  got one this big. Bet you're dyin' for a taste
of it."  It took Celebrian a  moment to realize what he was
referring  to. She shook her head, trying to  back away.

"No, please,  not that!" She had never dabbled in what was
commonly called  "the Elvish Art," and the prospect of taking an
orc's penis  into her mouth  horrified her.

The goblin king laughed again.  "Eh? Too bad, I've heard lots
o' stories  'bout how talented  you elf girls are." The guard who
had left a minute or so  ago  returned, bearing a flask gingerly.
He handed it to the king,  who rolled  it idly in his free hand.
Letting go of his penis  he unstoppered it and  gestured to the
guards. "Bring her forward!"

Celebrian  struggled as the guards pushed her into a kneeling
position at  the very foot of the throne. He nodded, and one of
the guards  pried her mouth  open. Then she felt the flask forced
past her  teeth, and a burning, sour  liquid poured into her
mouth. The  flask was removed, and the guards pinched  her nose
and held  her mouth shut to force her to swallow. When she  did
they dropped  her to the floor again. She felt a sensation like
fire  coursing  through her limbs. Her mouth was dry, but she felt
dampness growing  between her legs. Trembling, she pushed herself
up with her  hands. "What have  you done to me?" she gasped,
looking up at  the orc.

"The shamans call it 'dragon piss', 'cause it puts  bitches
into heat,"  replied the king, grinning. "Makes 'em  real fun to
be with, makes 'em do all  sorts of things they  wouldn't do
before." Against her will Celebrian's eyes  were  drawn to the
orc's erection, and she stifled an urge to lick  her lips.

"No, please, make it stop!" she pleaded. "Don't make  me..
don't.."

The orc guffawed. "Hey, I'm not doin' anything.  You can do
whatever you  want to." Fighting herself and losing,  she moved
her head towards the orc's  lap, saliva drooling out  of her open
mouth. Tears ran hot down her cheeks as  she thought  of Elrond
and how she was about to pleasure an orc in a way that  she had
never done for her husband. She tried to close her  eyes, but
they  remained stubbornly open as her tongue flicked  out to lick
the tip of the  orc's penis. The rank orc smell  filled her
nostrils as she pressed her lips  against his glans  and began to
work the huge, scabby thing into her mouth.

Above  her the goblin-king groaned, obviously enjoying her
attentions.  Celebrian felt his claws dig into her scalp as he
grabbed her  head and  started to force it downwards. The glans
drove into  her mouth, and the orc  pressed her head down further,
burying  her nose in his smelly pubic hair and  ramming his cock
down  her throat. She reached down between his legs and  cradled
his  balls in her delicate hand while inside her mouth her  tongue
washed  all around the shaft of his penis. She began to bob  her
head,  her lips pressed tightly around the orc shaft sliding
between  them. Her sucking grew more insistent as the penis moved
in  and out of her  mouth. The orc's fingers tangled in her hair;
from  the ragged sounds of his  breath Celebrian realized that he
was  nearing climax; the tears streamed from  her eyes as she
considered  the loathsome prospect of the brutish  goblin
ejaculating into  her mouth. She tried even harder to pull away,
but  to no avail.  She continued sucking, sucking, sucking...

The goblin-king threw  back his head and growled, and his penis
jerked in  her mouth  as his seed squirted out. It was thick
and warm, with a bitter,  salty taste; Celebrian felt it wash
over her tongue and fill  her mouth before  she swallowed, gulping
down the vile stuff.  More orc-semen flooded in. She  tried to
spit it out, but instead  she drank it down like it was  miruvor.

Suddenly, she felt her  head pushed back from the  still-spasming
cock. It hovered in  front of her for just a moment, staring  like
a one-eyed serpent.  Then it jerked again and cum splattered
against  her face, striking  her in the chin. More semen, white
with tinges of yellow  and  green, sprayed her cheek and lips.
Slowly the flow abated, until  it was just a lazy dribble of
sperm  trickling onto the stone  tiles. Still unable to control
herself, she extended  her tongue  to catch the falling drops. She
took the softening penis her  mouth  and cleaned off the last of
the semen, meanwhile fearing  that she would never  be rid of the
taste of the stuff. She  leaned over and spat out some of  it.

Realizing that somehow  she now had control of herself she spat
again  and again, wiping  the slimy cum from her face with the
back of her hand.

The  king laughed again, and his assembled followers did
likewise.  "Can't  quite make up her mind, can she?"

Celebrian looked  up at him, trembling and sobbing. "What are
you going to  do  to me?"

"I'll let you find out for yourself," he answered. The  goblin-
king turned  towards one of the more fearsome orcs near  his
throne. "Uzgash! Bring the  wargs!"

Part Two "The Wargs"

A  sharp pang of fear shot through Celebrian at  the mention of
the  evil wargs, wolves of great size, intelligence, and  malice.

No  doubt the orcs intended to watch her torn apart by the  savage
beasts.  But a small part of her felt relief that it would soon
be  over;  after what she had just been through, death seemed an
almost  pleasant  prospect. She did not resist when the guards
pulled  her towards the center of  the cave. She felt the cold
metal  of a shackle clamped around her ankle. She  moved her leg;
looking  down, she saw that she was chained to an iron  spike
driven  into the rock. Then the guards withdrew, look fearfully
at  something  behind her. She turned, slowly, following their
gaze.

There  were at least four dozen wargs, each the size of a pony,
stalking  towards her out of the mouth of one of the tunnels. The
beasts  walked with a  slow, easy grace, glancing from time to
time  at the orcs, but mostly eying  her hungrily. At the head of
the  pack, leading them, walked one larger than  the rest, a grey-
furred  wolf with an aura of majestic evil. Celebrian heard  the
sound  of something being set down behind her, but kept her eyes
on  the  advancing wargs. The wolf-chieftain stopped just in front
of  her, examining  her with glinting amber eyes. He licked his
chops,  and it seemed almost that  he was grinning. Then his body
tensed  as he prepared to spring. She breathed  a whispered prayer
to  Elbereth that he would be quick.

The wolf leapt up soundlessly;  Celbrian gave way before it and
tripped on  something, falling  backwards before the beast. But
instead of hitting the  stone  floor she landed on wooden boards.
The wolf's forepaws pressed  down on  her shoulders while its hind-
paws rested on the ground  between her feet; the  snout was inches
from her face, the white  razor-sharp teeth gleaming as it  looked
down at her. Was it  toying with her? And why had the orcs  placed
what felt like  a table behind her? For the wolves' "feast"?  The
wolf turned  his head to one side and barked and snarled to one of
his  underlings  in what almost sounded like language; he repeated
his orders  to  several other wolves. Celebrian felt them tugging
at her  dress, tearing the  cloth off from several directions. She
glanced  to her left and saw one wolf  shredding the sleeve off of
her  arm; on her right another was doing the same.  Down between
her  legs she saw...

Her gaze locked on the huge red penis protruding  from the
warg-chief's  grey-furred sheath. Suddenly realizing  what was
about to happen, she  struggled to get up, but the  wolf bore his
weight down on her and bared his  fangs, snarling  viciously less
than an inch from her face. She did not dare  move  as he grabbed
the front of her dress in his jaws and tore it  away,  exposing
her firm breasts. Tauntingly he licked and nuzzled  at them,  his
wet pink tongue lapping at her nipples and cleavage.  She
squirmed,  feeling the wolf's hot breath on her neck before  he
lapped at her chin, then  began licking her face. She started  to
move her head aside but stopped when  the wolf snarled again.  It
moved back down to her breasts, slurping loudly as  he washed  his
tongue all over her nipples. Celebrian squirmed again, in  fear,
and in shame, because despite her terror and disgust  she could
feel  her nipples stiffening from the wolf's savage  foreplay.

She felt the last of her dress torn away from her  lower body,
and also the  wolf fur brushing against the inside  of her thighs.
She felt the tip of the  wolf's penis pressed  against the
entrance to her sex, and she knew there was  nothing  she could do
to stop him. The wolf looked down at her, staring  straight into
her eyes as he drove his enormous cock into her  with a  single
powerful thrust. Celebrian gasped in spite of  herself. So big!

It  felt so... so... "No!" she told herself.  "It's horrible! I'm
being raped by  an animal, a wolf... evil!  I must fight it,
must..." She gasped again as the  wolf began  pumping his cock in
and out of her, and she struggled not to  acknowledge the
pleasure it was giving her. She tried to ignore  the  exquisite
pain of the wolf's penis stretching her with  each thrust,  the
tickling of the fur rubbing the inside of  her legs, the sticky
wetness  spreading around her sex, the  rough wet tongue licking
at her rigid nipples.  She could feel  her climax building inside
her, and each time the wolf's cock  slid in and out of her
sopping pussy it pushed her closer.  Her mind recoiled  from the
idea of being brought to orgasm  by an animal -- worse, a  servant
of darkness -- but her body  did not care. She tried to block  it
out by thinking of her  husband -- surely he must be on his way
to  rescue her! But  then all she could think of was what would
Elrond think when  he saw her lying there being taken by a wolf.

And the fact  that the wolf had  a larger penis. She squinted her
eyes and  moaned as the enormous lupine cock  plunged into her
again,  intensely aware of every inch. Yes, at least twice  as
big.  She could no longer deny the pleasure it was giving her;
with  each  stroke her sex burned like fire. But it was not just
the  sheer size of the  penis that aroused Celebrian, nor the
steady,  powerful, unrelenting thrusts  with which the
warg-chieftain  rammed its organ into her. The feelings of  fear
and helplessness  had merged into a weird sensual thrill, and  she
gasped passionately  as the grey-furred beast ravaged her like
sexual  prey, the  wolf using her body to satisfy its lust with
the same ferocity  that  it might devour a deer to satisfy it’s
hunger. But still,  she fought against  showing it. She struggled
to remain still  and silent while the tension of her  body wound
tighter and  tighter. She would not give her orcish captors  the
benefit  of seeing a lady of the Noldor beg an animal to fuck  her
harder.  She would not provide them the sight of the wife of
Elrond Halfelven screaming in orgasmic bliss, impaled on a
wolf's cock. Cock!  So big... so deep... so... good... no,
mustn't!... must stop!  so good! must  fight it!... so.... big...
so... "Ohhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!"  Celebrian wrapped her legs around the
wolf's  hindquarters as  she threw back her head and screamed with
pleasure.  "Ohh!Oh!Oh!Yes!Oh!Yes!"  She ground her crotch against
the warg's, trying to  drive the  beast's penis deeper into her
spasming sex.  "YES!Oh!oh!oh!ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!..."  Soft
murmurings continued to escape  her throat as her climax  wound
down and she lay there, rolling with the force  of the  wolf's
thrusts. As she savored those thrusts she became aware  that  they
were quickening in pace. She also heard a low growl  rising in
the  wolf's throat. The growling grew louder, and  the louder it
got the faster and  harder the penis drove in  and out of
Celebrian's drenched sex, each time  eliciting an  appreciative
gasp, until the growl became a fangs-bared snarl,  the thrusts
became rapid, savage hammer-blows, and Celebrian's  voice rose  in
a delirious lust-crazed wail punctuated by the  shriller cries of
her  climaxes. Finally Celebrian felt the  cock slide all the way
into her and hold  there. A second later  she felt it pulse,
followed by the sensation of hot  warmth  filling her, wolf-semen
streaming against the walls of her womb  in  forceful spurts.

Celebrian's scream announced her orgasm  as she arched her  body
against her grey-furred captor. Above  her the warg raised its
head  and howled. The whole pack took  up their chief's call as he
reveled in his  conquest, asserting  his dominance over her with a
flood of semen.

The wolf slipped  his cock out quickly and slid off of her.
Mustering some  of  her returning strength, Celebrian sat up and
watched as the warg-chief  walked through his pack. The other
wolves crowded around him,  pushing aside  the others with snarls
and barks. Whenever the  chief glanced towards one or  the other
it fawned on him, as  if seeking a favor of some kind.  Celebrian
watched, curious.  Suddenly the wolf-chief stopped and looked  at
one of the larger  members of the pack, then uttered a sharp
half-bark,  half-growl.  The other wolf rubbed appreciatively
against the chief and  howled,  then turned. The rest of the pack
made way as the recipient of  the  leader's favor trotted, head
and tail held high, towards  Celebrian. Her eyes  went wide when
she saw the erect penis  dangling beneath him and grasped  the
implications.

"Elbereth,  be merciful," she whispered. "There are almost
*fifty* of  them!"  She slid down off of the wooden platform where
the warg-chief  had  raped her; his semen trickled out of her
pussy and dripped  down her legs.  Watching the approach of her
new bestial paramour,  she sank submissively to a  hands and knees
posture. She pushed  her ass into the air in invitation,  waiting
anxiously. She  felt the wolf climb up top mount her. She  tensed,
legs spread  slightly, eagerly awaiting the first brutal thrust.

The wolf  did not disappoint her. Soon Celebrian's body rocked
under the  savagely-fucking beast, her breasts quivering with
every stroke.  As her  orgasm began to erupt within her, she
thought of her  expected rescuers, and  she whispered another
prayer to Elbereth:  "Please, don't let them find me too  soon!"

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