Domination

Disclaimer: (In the spirit of Crimson Starlight)

Shana: *kissing Glorfindel*

Haldir: HEY! *pulls Shana away from Glory, pushing her behind him*

Glorfindel and Shana: HEY!

Glorfindel: *glares at Hal*

Haldir: *growls menacingly at Glory* I've put up with this long enough. She is MINE, not yours.

Rose: *pulls Shana away from facing-off males* Hoo-boy! Now you've done it.

Shana: *frowns* What?

Rose: *snicker* Glorfindel vs. Haldir. THIS should be interesting...

Haldir and Glorfindel: *circling each other warily*

Glorfindel: Who gave YOU lordship over her?

Haldir: She did.

Glorfindel: *smirk* Is that so? Apparently it wasn't exclusive.

Haldir: *narrows eyes* You know NOTHING of our relationship!

Rose: Ooooo! This is getting good!

Shana: *covers eyes* I own NOTHING!!! I SWEAR!!!

TBC next disclaimer...

Chapter 2: Return to Your Corners

Here goes Rose...

Rose missed the mischievous glance shared between her two lovers as she waved back at Shana and Haldir's retreating forms. Feeling Rumil's hardening member at the small of her back, Rose slowly grinned. "Well boys? Are you going to let him top you both?"

Still tightly sheathed inside Rose's well-used channel, Legolas began to harden upon hearing her challenge. Growling low in his throat, he took her mouth slowly and deliberately, showing their reversed positions. Rose was soon to discover that he and their Galadrium friend were now the masters. Grinning evilly at that thought, he grew ever harder within her heat, overflowing with his cum.

Stroking himself, Rumil gently bit her neck. Both elves moaned when Rose slowly rotated her hips, grinding herself on Legolas' cock, brushing her bottom against Rumil's weeping sex as well. It was almost too much, even after their recent climax.

Determined to assert this new dominance over their shared lover, Rumil and Legolas both grabbed Rose's hips and stilled her movements. Echoing Shanastay's previous commands, Rumil whispered against her ear, "Now did we SAY you could do that?"

Rose's deep brown orbs widened as she realized their intentions. Shana had inspired her to reestablish the strict rules that her elves normally lived under and Rose had been eager to ascend to her pedestal once more. It was one thing to be submissive with other mistresses every now and then, but to be in the control of her own playthings? Not entirely comfortable with this turn of events, she knew she needed a plan. Letting her forehead fall into the crook of the prince's neck, she attempted to think, but that was easier said than done with Rumil caressing her breasts, Legolas still filling her.

Trying again, she raised her head from Legolas' shoulder just enough to draw the pointed tip of his ear between her lips, teasing it with her tongue. Reflexively, he tightened his grip on her soft, round bottom, digging his fingers into the still red flesh, forcing a squeak of pain from Rose. Rumil snaked his arms around her waist, shushing her gently.

"Hiraetha," Legolas whispered against her mouth, protectively smoothing his hands over her marred, welted skin. "Rumil, take her to bed. I'll join you in a moment."

Rumil simply chuckled, pulling the wide-eyed brunette from Legolas' lap and carrying her to their darkened bedroom. Once on the comforter, Rose tried to sit up, but Rumil simply placed two strong hands on her hips, effectively holding her down. Straddling her knees, Rumil tried to get his obviously nervous lover to relax. He leaned down and flicked his tongue over the skin from her navel down to her hip, licking her black cat tattoo not able to suppress a small "meow".

Visibly calming down, Rose laughed. Every time! Why do I still find it so adorable when he does that?

"We're going to need you turned over. Face down." Rumil and his captive turned to see Legolas silhouetted in the doorway, holding an object they could not see in the dim light.

If Rose was starting to relax at all, she forgot about it then, watching the elf's confident gait across through the shadows. "Candles," was the simple command and Rumil stood up, busying himself casting a gentle glow about the space.

Setting down the jar Rose could now see Legolas sat beside her on the bed, helping her onto her stomach. The room sufficiently lighted, Rumil joined them, once more straddling Rose's knees. Grey eyes flicked to the empty space at the top of the mattress, silently ordering Legolas to occupy it. The prince complied, running his fingertips up the insides of the woman's arms, drawing them above her head and holding them there.

Rumil once again dipped his golden head down to adoringly taste the throbbing shoulder he'd before assaulted in his lust. Looking up once more into Legolas' glinting eyes, Rumil smiled and trailed his tongue across Rose's sensitive nape, continuing downwards, tracing her spine. This caused Rose to suddenly tremble. With desire? With fear? She was not yet sure, but his ministrations felt too damn good for her to really care.

Soft lips soothed the angry lashes on her ass and thighs. Gasping at the pleasure from the overly sensitive area, Rose felt her inner thighs moisten with excitement. She felt the mattress shift slightly as Rumil picked up the jar Legolas had left at her feet. Slowly, Rumil unhooked Rose's silk stockings from her garter belt and peeled the sheer material down wards. First the right leg, then the left was uncovered, and each new inch of exposed skin was bathed with the warden's lips and tongue.

Suddenly his gentle fingers were spreading a cool something on her thighs and ass, massaging the fatigued muscles there. At her attempt to see what the wet stuff was, Legolas told her, "Salve for the welts. It will help numb some of the pain."

Rose was touched. Damn, I love these two. Craning her neck up, she kissed Legolas' knee adoringly and he smiled.

Rumil's unusually commanding tone snapped them both to attention. "On your knees, Rose. You're going to take him with your mouth while I take you with this," he said, running the head of his huge cock along her dripping folds.

I like this game! She decided as she plunged Legolas' cock completely into her hot mouth in one stroke. Moaning with abandon at the sudden rush of pleasure, the prince tangled calloused fingers in dark, silk tresses. Rumil was still teasing her pussy with the head of his arousal, causing Rose to moan in frustration and need. Above her bobbing head, the two edhil exchanged sinister smiles.

*CRACK* Rose gasped around Legolas' rock hard shaft when the sudden pain hit her, all of her welts now burning anew. She released Legolas from her lips and looked at him questioningly. Her prince tenderly held her face, kissed her deeply, fully tasting her mouth and then roughly pushed her head back down onto his erection saying, "Tonight you belong to US, meleth. Not the other way around."

Rose heard low rumbling laughter from Rumil before the next smack landed. *CRACK* I can't believe Rumil's gonna fuckin' SPANK me! *CRACK* *CRACK*

Squeezing her eyes shut against the pain, she felt hot tears clinging to her lashes. Before Rumil served another hit, he pushed the head of his arousal into her, pumping shallowly a few times, but not attempting to go deeper. He just knelt there, running his hands over her hot, raw backside.

Rose was trying to concentrate on the movements with her tongue she knew would give Legolas the most pleasure, but she wanted Rumil to take her already! Twirling the tip of her tongue on the sensitive underside of his head, Legolas released his grip on her hair, giving her opportunity to take back some control with the Galadrium.

Anticipating her attempts to move back onto him, Rumil warned, "If you try to speed this up, you WILL be sorry. You will receive your pleasure when you have convinced us that you deserve it." *CRACK* "Squeeze, Rose!" Obediently, Rose contracted her inner walls around the head of his swelled length, eliciting a low moan and another crack across both cherry red ass cheeks.

With a slight jump, she released the member from her mouth, pumping it in her hand while she allowed her lips to take in a firm ball, suckling it reverently. Legolas' large hands roamed her shoulders and hair, restlessly searching for his release. At last, he grasped her head and thrust harder past her lips, fucking her mouth. His face tight, he took quick, shallow breaths and then nearly crushed Rose's skull as he cried his completion, only a few drops of his thick seed escaping her swollen lips.

Finally, Rumil buried himself completely in the tight, slick furnace between Rose's shaking thighs. Claiming her with long, hard strokes, Rumil watched smugly as the fingers he dug into her hips slowly developed purple bruises on her pale flesh.

She pounded back into him now with a ferocity borne of anger. He pounded right back with possessiveness. Both of them were lost to need. The pain he had caused was still inflicting, no longer distinguishable from the intense need for release, an end to the torment.

Slowing his thrusts, Rumil pulled her off of her hands and steadied her torso upright, against him. Immediately Legolas was there suckling her nipples, adding to her burning frustration and her delayed orgasm.

Both elves laughed at her vain attempts to touch herself or otherwise stop the pounding desire in her aching channel from driving her mad. Pressed between those hard, muscled bodies, she was completely helpless. THAT was when Rumil chose to pull out of her. Legolas quickly wrapped his arms around her, effectively pinning her arms behind her back, keeping her upright, but still exposed to Rumil's gaze.

"Ask me to make you cum." Rumil breathed in her ear.

"Wha... What?" *CRACK*

"No, 'What' was not the question I wanted. Ask me to make you cum," he said, just as quietly as before.

Rose took a deep, trembling breath. "Make me cum, Rumil."

*CRACK* *CRACK* *CRACK* *CRACK*

Rumil continued to rub her stinging ass as he said, "ASK me, Rose!"

Rose was shivering with unfulfilled climax and stubborn pride, eyes now blurry with defeat.

It was Legolas who spoke next. Leaning against her sweat slicked neck, he barely whispered, "Say it, meleth. You are so close. I can feel how close you are. Just let go."

Shaking with sexual delirium, Rose finally broke down. The hot tears running down her face were no longer of pain, but of complete submission.

Still trapped by her elves, her forehead buried in the prince's chest she sobbed, "Rumil, will you release me? Please let me cum, heruamin."

Triumphantly, Rumil shifted her body in his arms and laid her on her back. Completely filling her in one stroke, he dropped one hand to her swelled nub and pressed. Rose's muscles clamped down on his burning arousal almost immediately, the woman panting and sobbing with relief.

Finally realizing the extent of his own need, forgetting any intent to draw this out, he slammed into her fast, hard and deep. After just a few thrusts, Rumil and Rose both tumbled over the cliff, too exhausted to scream.

After a few minutes of haze, Rose was vaguely aware of someone kissing her shoulder and nuzzling her neck. Opening her brown eyes, she looked right into Rumil's grey ones. He still lay atop her, too weak to move. She looked over to Legolas, who was the one who woke her.

Smiling groggily, Legolas looked at their beautiful woman and kissed her deep and slow. She ran her free hand over his stomach, never missing an opportunity to remind him how ticklish he was. Laughing and flinching away, he winked, returning his attention to her shoulder.

Looking back into Rumil's eyes, she saw the love and concern that were always present, but there was a new fear in them as well. She brought her hand up to hold his face, feeling him lean into it, smiling.

She then wrapped both arms around his neck and kissed him completely, stilling any fear he may have had of rejection. Rumil sighed into her mouth with pure relief. He had not been sure things hadn't gone too far. She still belonged to him now as much as she always had.

When they pulled back, the three rearranged themselves into their usual cuddling formation on the bed, Rose in the middle. After a few minutes of contented silence, the smirking brunette stated, "Neither of you are to ever do that again!"

Staring at the ceiling, huge grins plastered to their faces they replied, "Yes, Mistress Rose."

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Shana's turn...

Shana waved to Rose as Haldir turned his back to the group heading for the guest bedroom. "Bye! Hope you had fun!" She reached down and smacked Hal's "buns of steel" only to get smacked herself.

Haldir kept his hand on Shana's ass, kneading the firm globes. As he walked he drew his hand down her inner thigh. Unable to resist the impulse, he slid two fingers into her still-dripping folds, his other hand holding her legs against his chest, balancing her. He pumped his fingers in and out, his thumb rubbing her already sensitized clit. A wide grin spread across his face as she moaned loudly against his back.

Shana gasped as she felt Haldir slide two fingers into her already-abused channel. She moaned loudly as he rubbed her clit, knowing she wouldn't last long in such a state. Time for a little table-turning.

Still moaning at the sensations her beloved Marchwarden was able to wring from her she wrapped her arms around his slim waist, one hand firmly grasping his elongated arousal, the other lightly kneading his sac. She pumped him firmly, returning the favor.

Taken by surprise as Shana grasped him from behind Haldir stumbled. The fingers of one hand still embedded in her folds, he caught himself against the wall with the other hand, stopping for a moment as Shana's skilled hands toyed with him mercilessly. Breathing heavily now, he leaned his shoulder against the wall, determined not to lose his footing.

"Stop!" he commanded her, groaning at her equally defiant response, "NO!" He let her continue her ministrations for a moment, appreciating her skill as his own fingers sought out and stimulated the bundle of nerves within her folds. She released him as her channel tightened around his fingers, her own digits digging into his thighs as she cried out her shuddering climax, hands coming to rest loosely against his thighs as she shook in his arms.

Haldir removed his slick fingers from her folds, his other hand holding her legs to his chest again. He glanced over his shoulder as he twisted his arm behind his back, offering Shana his hand, slick with her own juices. Reading his intent as he moved forward once again she eagerly caught his wrist.

The Marchwarden groaned audibly as she drew her tongue across the back of his hand, repeating the process on his palm. He almost stumbled again as she pulled his finger into her mouth, sucking on the digit as she moved up and down its length, wrapping her tongue around it. He almost tripped himself, moaning as she pulled the second finger into her hot mouth, grazing her teeth lightly against the skin, her tongue stud rubbing obviously across the sensitized flesh.

Once she had licked his hand clean Shana released it, bringing one hand around his waist again, stroking him as they finally entered the guestroom. Haldir found it very difficult to walk with her hand moving as it was. He carefully pried her fingers from his length and threw her the last few feet onto the bed.

Shana tried to form a protest as she found herself flying through the air. She bounced for a second upon hitting the resilient bed, moving onto her hands and knees as she watched Haldir stalk towards her, eyes hooded with desire. She knew damn well she had completely lost control of the situation as soon as she had submitted to him before her friends' eyes. He was also sure to pay her back for the bit with his brother. THAT had been a bit over the top, though he had complied.

She retreated toward the headboard as Haldir reached the end of the bed, his movements predatory as he stalked forward on hands and knees his evident arousal bobbing between his legs. She felt a renewed rush of warmth between her own legs as she watched him, every move infused with inhuman grace. He moved like a jungle cat, sinuous and dangerous.

Shana found herself trapped against the head board as he lunged at her, pushing her back on her heels, her wrists caught in his hands, pressed to the wall on either side of her head. He held her there, pressing the length of his body against her, pushing her back to the wall, the head of his arousal slipping between her legs to tease her dripping entrance. He shifted his hips forward allowing just the head of his throbbing length to slide in and out, a soft cry escaping Shana's lips.

Haldir continued the slight rocking of his hips as he shifted her hands up over her head, catching both wrists in one hand. He dropped the other to the front of her dress. The two-way zippers had been undone so they met in the middle, revealing her breasts and her nether region to his gaze. He slid the double zipper down, undoing the leather tank dress.

He leaned back, releasing her wrists to pull the dress from her as she moved away from the wall. Divested of the garment he caught her wrists, pinning them to her sides as he roughly invaded her mouth with his tongue, jerking his hips forward to bury his full length in her folds, capturing her cry in their joined mouths. He felt her legs tremble as he leaned forward, arching his back and hips forward, rubbing her clit with the movement.

Having already found release twice that eve Haldir was sated enough that he felt no urgency in seeking his own release again, not yet anyway. He had every intention of drawing out Shana's torment as long as possible. While he played the submissive role in public for the most part, they were truly equals, neither one actually dominating the other. The Marchwarden's will was too strong for that, while Shana's defiant nature ensured he could never overwhelm her completely. Simply put, they were completely devoted to the other, their trust absolute.

The heels of her boots dug into Shana's buttocks as Haldir continued his slow torment, letting her climax build slowly, his movements designed to tease. He pulled her wrists behind her back, taking them in one hand again as he moved the other over her lower back. He released her mouth, trailing his lips down the column of her neck. She threw her head back in response, cries intensifying as he increased his pace slightly.

She screamed as he slid completely out of her and roughly slammed his entire length home inside her, the hand against her lower back holding her in place, biting down on her shoulder at the same time, marking her as his. He lavished the mark with attention as he ground his hips against her, feeling every twitch of her leather-encased thighs against his, every pulse of her inner walls around his arousal. He loved the way her pierced nipples rubbed against his chest, the hardened nubs almost enough to distract him from his plan.

Haldir drove himself into her several more times before shifting back and out of her. He almost groaned at the loss of contact, still in control of himself. Shana whimpered pitifully as he left her, eyes pleading with him. He released her wrists, taking her under the arms he twisted them around, changing their position so her head was toward the foot of the bed, his weight atop her.

He teased her with the head of his arousal again, distracting her as her pulled her hands over her head. He caught the padded restraints fastened to the bedposts and placed a wrist in each one as he slid partially into her, driving her effectively crazy. Satisfied she was sufficiently restrained he moved off her, kneeling to her side.

Shana cried out in protest as Haldir moved off her. She tried to move her hands forward, suddenly realizing he had so effectively distracted her she hadn't noticed him cuffing her. Her eyes widened as she looked to the elf kneeling beside her, taking in the hooded gaze and slightly curved lips. What does he have in mind for me now?

She bit her bottom lip as he leaned forward, placing kisses on each of her inner thighs. Shana arched her back up convulsively as he blew against her wet folds, another cry wrung from her lips. She watched him as he rose from the bed and retrieved something from one of their bags. In one hand she could see him carrying a silk blindfold in the other he concealed something else that he did not allow her a glimpse of.

"Close your eyes," he instructed, standing by her head. Haldir watched her bite her lower lip before complying, her trust in him complete. He carefully lifted her head, tying the piece of black cloth lightly but securely over her eyes. Satisfied she could not see he moved back between her legs.

Haldir slid his hands up her leather-clad legs, breathing in the arousing scent of the fabric as he guided her legs to his shoulders. She gasped as slid two fingers into her, stimulating the bundle of nerves before withdrawing. He leaned forward, exposing her further to him as he trailed the two fingers down toward her rear entrance, rubbing her slick fluid against the opening before gently inserting one long finger. He let her adjust to the feeling, soft gasps leaving her lips, before repeating the process again with the second finger.

Satisfied that she was ready for what he planned he slid his length into her slick channel, thrusting several times to make sure his length was thoroughly coated before withdrawing and placing the head of his arousal at her rear entrance. He slowly pushed into her as he felt her relaxing her muscles, taking every last inch of him within her tight passage. He paused for a moment as her body adjusted to the invasion, giving himself time to reign in his own control.

He slowly pulled back and thrust back in, prolonging her agony. As he moved he reached over to retrieve the other item he had removed from their bags. He rubbed the ridged dildo between his hands, warming the cool plastic, still moving slowly within Shana. Once the toy was warm he slid out of her until just the tip of his length was within her, gently pushing the toy into her slick folds, one hand on her hip holding her still.

Shana cried out at this new invasion, realizing what the other item was that Haldir had retrieved. The toy was about the same size as her elvin lover and she gasped as he slid it into her and returned to thrusting into her rear. About an inch of the dildo remained outside her folds. Each of Haldir's thrusts pushed it up against her cervix, at the same time stimulating her internal bundle of nerves.

Her ankles were crossed behind his neck, her thighs trembling with every stroke. She cried out continuously as he quickened his pace, dropping one hand to her clit, teasing her further. Unable to form the syllables of her lover's name Shana resorted to moaning loudly to express how he made her feel. It was like two Haldirs were fucking her at the same time, both employing the same care that had earned him her absolute trust.

Haldir kept his strokes long and fluid as she adjusted to the new sensations, only increasing his pace when he perceived she was ready for it. She suddenly screamed wordlessly as he stimulated her clit, her climax almost proving his undoing as he stilled his movements, riding out her orgasm, her walls contracting convulsively around his length.

He could feel his own release close and held his control by the barest thread, waiting till the trembling of her body ceased before beginning his thrusts anew. He was determined to make her cum again before he let himself go.

Haldir reached forward, removing the blindfold from Shana's eyes and releasing one of her hands from its restraint. She immediately released her other hand. He locked gazes with her as he increased his pace, his own breath coming fast and hard.

She caught one of his hands, lacing her fingers with his, the other hand coming up to cup the side of his face. Shana reflexively squeezed his hand in time to his strokes as he turned his face into her hand, placing a kiss on her wrist.

The rhythmic squeezing of both her hand and inner walls, signaling her imminent release sent Haldir's control spiraling away. He thrust into her with wild abandon, his eyes never leaving hers, even their breathing in sync together. He brought their joined hands down to her clit, rubbing it with his thumb.

Right on the edge, Shana pulled Haldir down to her with her legs, bending herself practically in half to capture his lips just before a mind-blowing orgasm broke over her. Haldir pulled back for a bare second as she gasped, withdrawing from her rear and removing the dildo to replace it with his own painfully throbbing length. He released her legs so they came down, wrapping around his waist.

Haldir pressed the full length of his body against her, again capturing her mouth as he sent her reeling into a double orgasm with the friction of his final thrusts. Shana's hands twisted painfully in his hair. They swallowed each other's cries as he slammed into her several more times, her muscles clamping down on him, wringing every drop of his essence from him.

Still kissing Shana, Haldir let himself go limp against her, his body shaking with every squeeze of her internal muscles. Suddenly mindful of his weight against his lover he deftly rolled them so he was on his back, Shana draped across his chest, his length still firmly embedded within her depths.

They could both feel every twitch of the other's muscles and laid there quietly, just looking into each other's eyes as the remaining tremors subsided. Shana brought her hand up to brush the hair away from Haldir's face, tracing the point of his ear as she tucked the damp, silky strands behind it, feeling his elfhood twitch within her at the touch.

Haldir smiled softly at his love, bringing both hands up to draw them back through her hair, pulling it away from her face to lie along her back. He returned them to either side of her face to guide her to his lips, beginning a slow, thorough exploration of her mouth.

He infused the kiss with every bit of raw emotion he felt for her. Shana responded in kind, pouring the depth of her feelings into that single action. Breathless, they finally broke away.

Resting her forehead against his Shana murmured softly with what was left of her voice, "I love you, My Lord." Haldir smiled softly at her formality, "As I love you, My Lady." He pulled her back down to his chest, running his hands through her hair as they both swiftly fell into deep repose.

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*Cracks whip again* Can I get a YES MISTRESS?!!

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