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Legolas's Guest	By : KrystalTheElvishHobbit Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Het - Male/Female Views: 12466 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Another Old story that makes me cringe when I read it. Once again this is mostly for those who enjoy my story "The Joker's New Pet." Feel free to make fun of me. Enjoy.

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The birds sang happily in the canopy above, and the sun barely glistened through the leaves spraying little droplets of light around her bed that was covered only by a sheet of some sort, made with a strange fabric she had never before encountered. Mirkwood was a beautiful but odd place to her young mortal eyes. The elven fabric that sheltered her bed seemed thin and flimsy but it somehow kept her warm and dry in even the strongest of winds and angriest of rainstorms. In this time of year, the beginning of autumn, the trees were painted in many different glorious shades, as if an artist took all of his paint and splashed it over the forest creating a natural canvas of color.
Every bit of this land seemed bright and cheery, but despite all the beauty around her, a dark worrisome cloud hovered over her head. Her bed curtain was open and she sat at the end of the bed, a distraught expression displayed on her young face. She still felt weak from the medicine she was given earlier, but she swore to him that she was healed now. She felt fine despite being a little weak. But she pushed her belief on him that her weariness was from that dreaded, foreign liquid they had been giving her, and not from her illness.
He had found her on the side of the road whilst hunting for left over Uruk-hia and other vile creatures that still lingered and hid after the war of the ring had ended. Even though the ring had been destroyed, there were still left over followers of Saruman and the great eye that lived and planned to cause trouble. Though often cowardly, now that their master had been destroyed they had nothing else to live for, so would only exist to wreak havoc upon to world of men now that Middle Earth had been handed over to them. And also be a bother to the last elves that planned to stay in Middle Earth for a little while such as the prince of Mirkwood himself.
So he found her while on an orc hunt with his friend Gimli. A young Shield maiden who left home and sought to kill every last orc she could find. Anger fueled in her heart and she still wanted her own revenge on the disgusting creatures that she witnessed destroying her homeland and killing her people. Though a good fighter, her size and strength didn�t seem to match her skills and knowledge of a sword, for despite killing a good amount of orcs she eventually found herself outnumbered and captured. They had starved her, offering her only a tiny amount of bread and water, and over the course of time she had gotten dreadfully sick. Why they kept her alive she didn�t know but she assumed that once they got her to wherever they were going too, they would take turns raping her and doing whatever they pleased.
But as they took the old road near Mirkwood they were taken by surprise as a group of Elves led by the Mirkwood prince and strangely enough�a dwarf, attacked them and slaughtered every last one. And that�s when he found her, nearly passing out and bound in chains. He carefully carried her back to his home and nursed her back to health from there. This tall blonde elven stranger with light blue eyes brighter than the stars was heavenly to look at but quite mysterious. For some reason during the time spent there, he had grown very intrigued by her. Why, she could not tell, but she could feel his growing fondness of her.
Legolas himself did not know exactly why he was so intrigued by her. Her blonde hair was duller than his, her skin didn�t have quite the same illumination and freshness and despite the fact she was young, he knew that in 20 years she would look older than him. She would age and eventually die. She was no elf, but she was beautiful nonetheless. To him anyway. There was a spark within her soul that the old elf could see. Perhaps it was her imperfections that drew him so close to her.
Elven women were so perfect and sophisticated and old and wise and they had the outer beauty to match, same with the elven men. But living for over two thousand years and always being surrounded by elven females led Legolas to grow bored with them. They were just too perfect. They did not seem to have the spunk that this young human carried. She was so young and na�ve, but full of valor nonetheless. He admired how despite her size and frailty that she took it upon herself to hunt down these orcs alone to protect her people. But he always had an admiration for mortals. Their lives on earth were not long at all and he knew not exactly where they went after they died, but the thought always captivated him.
But he was more engaged by this little human than any he had met before. He had taken her in his care, and after getting to know her so well, he didn�t want her to leave. As she was on his property though, she would have to obey him for he ruled over these fair lands. He told her she would have permission to leave after he had decided she was healthy enough. She could leave and go home and he would escort her, despite not wanting to see her go. But while she was healing, he forbade her to get out of bed unless he gave her permission to do so. But often she disobeyed him and he�d find her down below late at night, practicing with her beloved sword. �Mellon, you are far too ill still to be out this late at night when it is so cold outside. If you continue to do this it will only lengthen your illness,� He had said. He eventually took her sword away but he found her sneaking out with one of his own instead.
And so, the Prince of Mirkwood grew impatient. He cared for the mortal deeply, but some of the flaws about humans that he didn�t like were their arrogance and pride. He gave the hardheaded girl a warning that if he caught her out doing such reckless things again, he would punish her like a child, for she was a very young child to him, and also behaving like one.
But now here Lillith sat after being caught yet again, this time trying to escape. She admired the elven prince, and thought him to be the handsomest male she had ever seen, but she did not belong here. And as she sat in her elven garments, she wondered nervously of what Legolas planned to do to her. He seemed rather upset when he had caught her last evening. Today he had told her she would receive her punishment and to wait on her bed for him and not to dare move from her spot. She thought it extremely ridiculous to live in a tree, for she wondered what the elven maidens did when their husbands were angry. There were not many ways to escape. If she tried, she might fall to her death.
After it seemed like an age, especially to a mortal, he had finally arrived. Lillith didn�t know what was worse. The wait or finding out what he was going to do to her. She shuttered under his piercing and serious gaze and wished to Elbereth that he would stop looking at her so seriously, so sternly, and say something. Finally he spoke, his voice deep and ardent. �Lillith, you know why you are hear do you not?�
She gulped but nodded. �My Lord, I know you are upset, but hear me. I am a grown woman and you cannot treat me like a child. This is very unfair!�
A small smile pursed his lips. �You are an adult to your people small one, but to me you are but a tiny baby, and with the way you acted I will treat you like one. Not only that, but you are still on my lands so you are under my rule. I am your Master for as long as you are here mellon, so you must respect and obey me is that understood?�
Her nervous look turned to a defiant one. �I obey no one Prince Greenleaf. I appreciate all you have done for me, but I will never bow to anyone.� She said, unable to hide the nastiness in her voice. Legolas arched an eyebrow.
�I treat you well little one, but you must do as I say while you are here until I give you permission to leave.� He spoke tersely. �And I must say, I do not know how fast it takes your people to love someone, but I have grown to love you and am not ashamed to admit it or to let you know. I do not understand why humans are afraid to admit something so beautiful when they do love.� Her mouth hung open and she nearly choked on the lump in her throat. �And wither you will ever admit it or not darling Lillith, I know that you have some attraction towards me. I am not like a mortal man. I can sense things that they cannot.�
�My Lord�I�I�� She stuttered, but Legolas put his slender hand up to halt her.
�You do not need to speak young mortal. We are not here to discuss that of which should have been obvious over the time you have stayed with me. We are here because you are to be punished for disobeying me and being reckless with your own wellbeing. Do you not care if you are healthy? Well, wither you do or not, I definitely do. And now Lillith, I am afraid I have to punish you as I would a naughty child. But also, I will punish you like I would if you were my wife, for punishments do not always go unrewarded.� Her eyes widened and she looked at him puzzled, only guessing what he meant by that. �I know what goes through your head Lillith. On that part I will focus on your body language and I will stop if I can sense that you really want me too. But I will not stop the spanking I am going to give you before we reach that, until I am sure you�ve had enough.�
She gasped loudly, and shook her head, but he was having none of it. �Don�t you dare argue with me young lady. I will first strip you myself and you are not going to go anywhere. I am going to spank your bare bottom like I would any naughty girl who has behaved as you have. Now stand up,� He ordered, but she did not obey, so he yanked her gently but forcefully from her spot so that she was standing up. She whimpered as he began to slowly pull off her garments and whispered in her ear. �I know you are frightened, but I am only doing this because I love you little one. Yes it will be humiliating for you, but do not think of me as you would a perverted mortal man. My thoughts are only of love and purity and once your punishment is over, you will hopefully understand that it was only out of the deep care I have for you.�
Slowly he pulled off her silky gown and let it fall to the floor, and then her slip and she stood frozen to the spot, shaking and knowing she would soon be fully naked in front of him. After he pulled off the slip she was in nothing but her undergarments and immediately felt the temperature around her grow cooler. She couldn�t bear to look up at him, but he pulled her close to his strong chest and she could feel his muscles flex from his sudden heavy breathing. He held her close as his hot breath swirled down her neck and he unclasped her bra from behind. He pulled it off and let it join the rest of her discarded clothes, and she immediately covered her breasts with her arms.
She closed her eyes and felt her entire face go red as she waited for him to pull down her underwear. But he did not. She prayed that he would let her keep some of her dignity. She felt him lift her in his arms and carry her back to her bed. There he sat down and set her small body beside his knee. She still held her breasts and he couldn�t help but smile at her cute embarrassment. �Do not be so embarrassed little one. Your breasts are beautiful and you should not be ashamed if I see them. I feel honored to be able to even gaze at such beauty. But then, I hate to say that I am glad you are embarrassed, for this is a punishment and you should feel some sort of shame. Now I am going to take you over my lap and spank your little bottom. I hope this will teach you a lesson.�
�My Lord, please! We are practically outside, someone is bound to see!� She begged and pleaded but he put a finger to her lips.
�Do not argue with me young Lillith. I promise that no one will see, but you are getting this spanking no matter what.�
He then gently but forcefully pulled her down over his lap to where her upper body was laying on the bed, and her little bottom was over his right knee, a perfect target for him. Her toes barely reached the ground. She begged him to let her keep her undergarments on but he ignored her and only rewarded her with a light slap over her thin knickers. She wasn�t very surprised, but she was afraid and humiliated as he slipped his slender fingers into the waist band of her elven panties and slowly tugged them off letting them fall to her ankles. Only a �Nooo please!� escaped her lips before he completely bared her bottom to his wise immortal eyes.
He admired her bottom, but he had the control as any elf did. He had the strength to endure before he finished her spanking. �You have such a cute little bottom Lillith. It is so small yet round and shapely. I almost regret having to spank it but I think its owner definitely needs a bottom reddening,� he ran his long slender fingers very, very lightly over the curve of her bottom, and then slapped the lower part of her rear very lightly. It was the start of her spanking, though it didn�t even sting yet. He started out extremely light, focusing on the lower curve of her bottom. She whimpered and fidgeted from the humiliation more than anything as he admired the jiggle her bottom made after each gentle smack.
But eventually the smacks increased, going from one cheek to another. He alternated between hard and light smacks, watching how much it jiggled from each harder slap. A faint pink glow eventually began to appear on her cheeks and he admired how beautiful her mortal skin looked as he painted it with his hand. He thought it cute how she squirmed and kicked her little legs just like any naughty little girl would if she were getting a sound spanking. Her efforts were useless of course, which made it even cuter to him. Even while she was being spanked bare bottomed over his knee, she still had a lot of spunk. But he was far from through with her.
*smack, pat, smack, SMACK, slap, thwop*
He let a hard one fall after each series of lighter to medium ones, each slap different than the last, each more unpredictable. He knew it was having an effect on her once she began twisting and squirming harder over his lap. Her face was just as flushed as her bottom was as she felt a hard lump beneath her belly. Of course she knew what it was, but she often wondered what an elven one would feel like, though right now her entire attention was mostly focused on the increasing burn in her bottom. Soon it felt as though he were landing less light ones and much more hard ones.
She was surprised when he stopped abruptly. For a moment he let her bottom cool and she only felt the breeze blowing against it. Then he startled her when he began to rub her bottom a little. He gave her bottom a couple of pats then lifted her naked form off of his lap. She swayed a bit, her face hot and sweaty and she couldn�t bear to look him in the face. He put a hand under her chin and startled her again as he gently forced her lips to meet his. He ran his hands very gently down her back, over her red bottom, and down over her naked thighs. She nearly melted at his touch, and a sneaky hand made its way to the front, and she gasped under her breath as his fingers lightly brushed over her feminine folds picking up some moisture. He pulled away from her and she blushed even harder, knowing what he had found.
�You are a little too moist for a naughty girl who is being punished my dear mortal child,� He said with a hint of amusement in his voice. She shied away from his gaze. �We are going to see how obedient you can be as part of your punishment,� He turned her around and gave her naked bottom another slap. �Go and stand by that thick branch that is pointing upright my little one,� he said, pointing to a thick branch of the tree. She sighed and looked down. Her panties were still around her ankles and she began to bend down to pick them back up, but he slapped her bottom again. �No little one. You are not allowed to pull those back up unless I say you can.�
She turned around and whimpered at him but the look in his face told her it was best not to argue. She slowly scuttled over to the large branch, the panties bunched around her ankles making it rather difficult to walk. When she reached it she stopped and stared at the bark, Legolas admired her red little bottom from behind and was quite pleased that she was obeying him. �Good girl,� he said, walking up to her from behind. �You will stay there until I give you permission to move. You are not allowed to look behind you or rub your bottom. I suppose the only thing you can do for now is count the lining of the bark on this branch for if you move there will be a penalty,� He leaned over and whispered in her ear, brushing his fingers through her hair. �I won�t be long,� He said, kissing her cheek. She only whimpered wanting this humiliation to end.
He made her stand there, naked, her bottom burning, for about 10 minutes or so, then she felt his gentle hand on her arm, and he turned her around to face him. �Ok child, you can move now,� he said, and bade her to walk in front of him. She scuttled still, with her panties bunched at her ankles, and he hurried her along with more slaps on her bare bottom. All throughout the punishment, he wanted to remind her of her nakedness, her vulnerability and who was in charge right now.
He led her back to her bed, and her heart sank when she saw the pillows stacked on her bed and the elven rope tied to the bed posts. There was a nicely crafted little wooden table beside the bed and on it, an assortment of implements, some large, some smaller than others. All were obviously used for one purpose. Spanking. She backed away a little and she looked up at him, her eyes pleading. But his look was stern and unmoved. He easily pulled her over to the bed and made her crawl on it. As she was on all fours, he reached for her ankles and pulled off her undergarments completely. Then, despite her pleas and protests, he gently pushed on her back, forcing her to lie over the pillows, her bottom raised high in the air.
He took her wrists, and tied the elven rope around them, each wrist connected to one of the bed posts. Then he moved behind her and did the same to her ankles, her legs spread and she could have cried, knowing full well he got a perfect view of everything. But through all this, he still noticed her wetness. She was now completely subdued before him. There was no way she could break through that elven rope to even squirm.
He moved to the table and looked over his collection. �Let�s see, what should I use on your naughty little bottom?� He picked up each item and slapped it against his palm. He watched her on the bed from behind the table, and saw her flinch at every slap. Each implement made a different sound and had a different impact on his hand. She turned her head to him, her eyes pleading for him to go easy on her.
�P..please Master Legolas, this humiliation shall be the death of me!� Lillith squeaked in her now less than defiant voice. Legolas smiled benevolently at her despite feeling a little guilty that he was rather enjoying this, yet felt sorry for her at the same time.
�Now young Lillith,� He said, trying to hide the amusement in his voice though his eyes danced with laughter and guilt at the same time. Elves surely did have very expressive eyes. �I assure you that you will live through this punishment. I can not promise, however, that you will not have a sore bottom for a few days.� He held a thin, and rather pretty and shiny paddle in his hand. He ran it smoothly over his palm, feeling the surface. It was the final implement he picked up, and the one he decided to use. He slapped it against his hand for the impact, and she flinched yet again. �Ah, lovely isn�t it? A paddle that is actually made out of pure mithril, and as they say, as light as a feather and as hard as dragon scales.� She shuddered. �Do not fear mortal child. I have learned that a good thick wooden paddle is actually far worse than a smooth, thin mithril one.�
He ran the paddle gently over her naked cheeks, then around in circles as if testing the areas he was going to spank. He patted her rear with it. Again, he eyed her moist lips. �Such a naughty little girl,� He said rather teasingly. �I think I should make you count the spanks I am going to give you with this paddle. How many do you feel you deserve?�
�Prince Legolasss, please�.� She whined, but was rewarded with a *slap!* to her backside. Her bottom wiggled from the impact of the mithril paddle, and she cringed.
�I supposed I shall have to decide how many you deserve,� he spoke calmly. �Hmmm let us see,� he spoke, while still rubbing the paddle over her bottom. �I have caught you trying to sneak out at least ten times, so that�s ten spanks right there. Not to mention your attitude toward me, that�s another ten there.�
�Sir..please.� She interrupted.
�Ah yes, another five for interrupting me. So that will be twenty five good spanks with this paddle, are we clear young lady?� Only a whimper was her response, so he slapped her bottom again. �I said are we clear?�
�Yes sir,� She forced out, swallowing the last of her pride. Legolas smiled, pleased.
He landed the first spank of the twenty five he would give her, and she sucked in her breath, surprised at how hard it was. He had to remind her of what she was supposed to do. �One,� she said weakly, already feeling the tears come.
*slaaaap!!*
�Twooo!� She grunted, clenching her bottom cheeks
*Thwop!*
�Threee!� She yelled louder, making sure he heard so he would not think she wasn�t counting and prolong her punishment. By the fifth spank she was already starting to squirm, her hips rocking back and fourth. Legolas watched her bottom change color and was amazed at how many shades of pink there seemed to be, and the rocking of her hips was quite lovely to him. He felt incredibly perverted for thinking such things and inwardly scolded himself.
By the tenth slap, tears were already slipping down her cheeks, but Legolas startled her when he rubbed something wet over her already sore bottom. He ran his gifted tongue over her aching checks then rubbed the wetness in with his slender hands. But then he continued again, reminding her that she had to count each one.
�Fifteen!!� She yelled and it sounded more like a wail than an actual word.
�We�re almost there lil one,� Legolas soothed, trying to help her gain back her confidence that she could get through this punishment. When he had finally reached twenty five, she was completely spent and crying nonstop into the soft elven bed comforter. Legolas set the paddle aside and immediately began rubbing her bottom with both hands, one to massage each cheek gently. He watched, amazed, how the pressure of his fingers made the redness of her skin turn white for a moment, and then how it went back to red so quickly. He brushed the hair off her neck and began to kiss her nape tenderly. �Shhh, it�s over now sweet child,� he soothed and planted tender kisses all over her neck, then made his way down to her back, his soft lips calming her nerves.
Her whole body was sweaty, and he ran his loving hands all over her naked skin. Her sobbing slowly diminished as his sly hands rubbed her sore little bottom better. The elf surely had the hands of a healer. Softly and carefully, he ran his wandering hands all over her legs, then her inner thighs, and brushed his fingers over her still wet feminine folds. He watched her reactions closely despite her still being tied. He could sense what was bothering her and what wasn�t. He brushed his fingers over them again. �Are you going to behave from now on and obey me my sweet young Lillith?�
�Yes Legolas,� She said in a faint voice. A few sniffles were heard, but he was pleased that she seemed to be done crying.
�Good. I am sorry young mortal, but you needed to be taught a lesson. However, it�s over now, but there is one more thing I need to show you. I have shown you that I will punish a naughty young girl who needs it, but I also need to show you that I am a loving and fair elf, and I can also bring love and pleasure.� She wondered what he meant, but she would soon find out. She felt each hand grab a cheek of her bottom, and then felt his hot breath come closer to her feminine folds. And then, she felt as though her entire lower area had conjured a lightening storm.
Legolas began licking her female lips, his gifted tongue sliding in and out of her most private area. She gasped and couldn�t hold back the moan that escaped her stunned lips. And he continued on, until she climaxed, shuttering and gasping for air as if she was drowning. He pressed his tongue hard and then harder until she virtually exploded over the pillows. Once she was completely spent from both pain and pleasure, he undid her bounds and pulled her into an embrace, rocking her in his arms like he would an infant.
He kissed whatever remaining tears she had on her face, and held her close to his strong elven warrior�s chest. He kissed the top of her dirty blonde head, and his hand wandered down her back and bottom. �You�re a good girl again now Lillith,� he whispered sweetly in her ear. �I will never understand why humans are so arrogant and stubborn, but just a warning, you cannot get away with acting like that around me, is that understood?�
�Yes Legolas,� She purred, as he stroked her hair.
It seemed to Lillith as though time itself had ceased to be, and all in the forest was silent except for the faint beating of an immortal heart against her ear. All of her past thoughts and worries were lost for a fleeting moment. The urge to return to her people was momentarily forgotten and all the mattered was the remaining burn in her bottom and the feeling of Leglas�s hands rubbing along her bare skin.
�And I don�t ever want to catch you trying to sneak away again, not until I give you permission to leave. And that will not happen until I know you are healthy. I won�t hesitate to bare your little bottom again, and your next spanking will be far worse,� he said in a hushed an elegant voice as he kissed the top of her head. Little did he know that Lillith was already devising future escape plans in her mind, and surprisingly enough, plans to act sick on purpose once she was healed. As these thoughts flowed through her head, a small, secret smile formed on her lips, one that not even the Prince of Mirkwood could see.
She remained curled up, naked in his arms, until the sun began to sink behind the western mountains of Middle Earth.

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Ok now that this is posted, back to writing about my dear Mistah J..lol.
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