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Echoing Light	By : TMFUSYWER Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 3131 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own J.R.R. Tolkien's or Peter Jackson's The Hobbit, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Tauriel's heart raced, its frantic beats echoing in her chest, as the voices grew louder and more distinct. She hated hearing that foul language, everything about orcs was vile, including their speech.
Her view obstructed by Bolg's broad back and the dense forest behind him, Tauriel strained to catch a glimpse of the orcs. Just as their voices grew perilously near, they abruptly fell silent. Tauriel recognized that they must've noticed Bolg and shifted their attention to him.
"Master Bolg... You've survived." One of them rasped in the guttural tones of Black Speech. The orc, who appeared to have taken charge in Azog's absence, stepped forward.
"Where is Azog?" Bolg's voice cut through the air with a commanding tone. Tauriel strained to comprehend their conversation, but the unfamiliar language left her in the dark.
"He has fallen... Slain by that dwarf filth, Oakenshield!" The orc's face contorted in a mix of disdain and anger.
"And Oakenshield?"
"Dead as well."
"Good." Bolg's response carried an undertone of grim determination. Though the situation was far from ideal, with their defeat at Erebor and the loss of Azog, Bolg remained resolute. He surveyed the camp, estimating roughly 200 surviving orcs.
Suddenly, without warning, Bolg callously tossed Tauriel to the ground, causing her to yelp in both surprise and pain. The abrupt movement captured the attention of all the orcs, their gaze shifting from Bolg to the vulnerable elven figure lying on the darkened grass.
"What is the filthy she-elf doing here alive, Master?"
"That's my slave." Bolg made sure to say that in a language that Tauriel understood but then the conversation continued in black speech.
Tauriel briefly met Bolg's malevolent gaze with a hurt expression but her eyes quickly shifted back to looking at the dirt beneath her.
The orc looked confused but he wasn't one to question Bolg.
"What's your name?" Bolg refrained from explaining Tauriel's situation any further and instead questioned the orc's name.
"G-Gogrosh, Master." The orc hesitantly answered.
"Hmpf... tell these lowlifes that we'll be heading for Gundabad tomorrow." Bolg briefly pointed at the camp in front of him.
"Yes, Master..." Gogrosh turned to the orcs, "...Get ready you scum, tomorro..." Bolg stopped paying attention as he shifted his attention back to his prey.
"...And get me some rope." He commanded maliciously without getting his eyes off Tauriel.
"Of course, Master."
Without any warning, Bolg grabbed Tauriel's hair and dragged her over to one of the trees, she screamed, squirmed, and kicked but couldn't resist him.
"Oww!!! You could have told me to walk over here, I would have obeyed!" She tearfully exclaimed at Bolg while holding her head.
"Hmpf, but this was more fun." He smirked wickedly. He proceeded to rip off all the bloodied rags that Bolg used to stop Tauriel's bleeding while she was unconscious.
This was the first time Tauriel had a chance to look at her scars. They weren't healed yet by any means, and she wasn't sure if they were going to heal at all. If she didn't have enhanced healing like all elves had, she would probably die of infection.
"Oh my god..." She mumbled to herself. The scars created by Bolg's armor were huge, going from her hips across her belly and chest.
Tauriel leaned back against the tree and curled up her knees to her chest, helping her to cover up in front of all these orcs. With the way Bolg destroyed her, she was already desensitized to him seeing her completely naked and vulnerable but with so many nasty orcs staring at her, that embarrassment came back immediately.
"D-did you k-kill Legolas?" She asked Bolg hesitantly, scared that he might punish her for even speaking out.
Bolg's face was filled with confusion for a split second, "That blonde pointy-eared coward? I would have killed him but he ran away like a squealing pig. He left you behind."
Tauriel was relieved upon finding out that Legolas was still alive and she also realized that Bolg was probably trying to create some resentment in her with the last statement but she would never blame Legolas for this.
It didn't take long and Gogrosh was back with some rope. Bolg took it without a word and the other orc immediately disappeared back into the crowd.
Bolg made Tauriel stand up and then went around the tree and harshly grabbed her hands from each side and tied them behind the tree.
"Ow!" She complained when Bolg tied it too tight and the rope burned her wrists.
"You are so pathetic, she-elf, this is not even the worst part."
Tauriel got immediately nervous at the uncertainty but that feeling didn't last long as she soon figured out exactly what Bolg meant. He grabbed one of her legs, tied another rope at the ankle, and led the rope around the tree as well, forcing Tauriel to bend the leg.
"No! please no!" Tauriel pleaded as she noticed that Bolg was going to do the same with her other leg.
Bolg just smugly smiled at her as he tied another rope to her other ankle and repeated the same process, forcing Tauriel to be suspended above the ground.
"Oww!!! Please, untie me!"
The orc chieftain had to tie all the ropes excessively tight so that Tauriel would stay above the ground and not slide down in that position.
Bolg ignored her, "Look at the nasty she-elf!" He took a step aside and pointed at his toy. This way he could perfectly present Tauriel's bare chest and crotch and she couldn't move her limbs a bit to cover anything.
All the orcs once again turned to Bolg and laughed at his words.
"This is what the enemy looks like! If any of you scum ever had doubts about our superiority, here's how easily they can be subjugated!"
Bolg said all of this in the common tongue so that Tauriel could understand it, though, on the other hand, not every orc understood it because of that, nonetheless all the orcs laughed again.
More waves of embarrassment pulsated throughout Tauriel's body. With Bolg, she was able to at least admit to herself that he was stronger than her and overpowered her in every way. But given the chance she would kill all of these orcs without breaking a sweat, and here they were, laughing and pointing at her exposed body.
"It only took me 3 days to break one of their fiercest warriors, this elf-scum's elegance and ego are long gone!" He boasted
Tauriel's eyes widened in surprise, "It was 3 days already? I was knocked out for nearly 3 days?" She kept those thoughts in her head.
All the orcs laughed again among other screechy noises they all emitted.
"But this one is mine! No one touches it without my permission! Understood, lowlifes?!"
Nearly complete silence ensued, only a few orcs laughed before quickly stopping, those were the ones that didn't understand the common tongue and just thought they were supposed to laugh after every sentence. Nevertheless, Bolg wasn't expecting an answer.
With his back turned toward Tauriel, he suddenly turned around and punched Tauriel in the stomach. Tauriel immediately started squirming, coughing, and moaning in pain. However, any noises coming out of her were drowned out by the thunderous cheer created by the orcs.
Tauriel wanted to beg him to stop but before she caught her breath, he punched her again, this time in the belly.
"Ple- ugh- pleas- S-s- ugh- sto-" Not only was Tauriel unable to get the words out of her mouth, but even if she could, her feeble tone wouldn't be heard by Bolg over the loud cheers of his orc company.
"My own punching bag!" Bolg was hoping that this could be a new way of motivating his soldiers, if every single one of them believed they would get their she-elf to destroy and abuse, they might be fiercer in battle. Of course, almost none of them would actually get the she-elves but all it takes is to believe.
The orc audience cheered and laughed again.
Since Tauriel couldn't talk, she tried to give Bolg her most vulnerable and desperate look in hopes that he would have mercy but the brute responded to that by hitting her in the face this time. That one, hard punch immediately knocked Tauriel out, her head limping to the side. Her limbs and body still twitched but nothing more.
The orcs exploded with more cheering as they noticed what exactly happened, and bruises were already appearing on Tauriel's body and face.
Bolg used this opportunity not to back down but to double down as he could punch his toy's body as many times as he wanted without her trying to complain. Because of that, he relentlessly punched her in the belly 7 more times, but none of the hits woke her up.
However, for good measure, Bolg also decided to kick Tauriel's belly once, making her wake up screaming, convulsing, and struggling with all her might to get out of those binds but her endeavors were futile. None of the ropes loosened even slightly, if anything they were causing more burns.
Relishing in her pain as she still struggled to get a single word out of her, Bolg watched with amusement. After a while, he decided to untie her, starting with her legs. Even as he untied them, they fell limp, Tauriel didn't even attempt to stand up on them. Once Bolg untied her wrists as well, Tauriel fell on her stomach and face without even the slightest attempt of stopping her fall.
Breathing heavily, she continued moaning and crying, knowing she couldn't stop any upcoming torment and she was sure Bolg wasn't done.
Unfortunately for Tauriel, she couldn't be more right.
Bolg looked at the petite elven body lying in front of him. And Bolg himself didn't know if he was actually attracted to the filthy elven body or if he was attracted to the idea of defiling it. Nonetheless, as he stared at her bubbly butt, he felt the urge to rape her again. With her weakened state as it was, he wasn't sure if she'd stay conscious throughout the entire ordeal but he didn't care either.
Though this time, he didn't intend to rape her cunt, he wanted to try out her ass, he imagined it would be even tighter and thus feel better for this cock.
First, he kneeled down next to Tauriel and one of his fingers wandered into her buttcrack. Tauriel's cries immediately became even more panicked.
"P-please no..." She finally managed to utter with a weak tone.
As a response to her pleas, Bolg forced one of his fingers into Tauriel's butt. Making her yell out. He smiled maliciously as he thought about how his elf-whore will react to his cock when only his finger made her feel that horrible.
"Oh- oh no, please, don't- ugh- do- don't do it, please... Have-have mercy." Tauriel knew her pleas were futile, Bolg wouldn't suddenly change from the brutal orc into a gentle soul just because begged him. She imagined that her desperation only made him want to hurt her more but her instinct forced her to beg for the nearly non-existent chance of saving herself. Her only hope was that it was slowly getting dark and maybe Bolg would leave her alone for a few hours.
Her already disrupted train of thought was interrupted completely when Bolg forced a second finger inside of Tauriel's butt, making her scream even louder. On the opposite side, the orcs cheered even louder even though most of them had no idea what exactly was Bolg doing. They only cared that their Master was hurting that filthy she-elf terribly and found that extremely amusing.
"Ohh my goood!!! Please s-stop!! Don't you have a-any pity?!" Even when she tried to scream at Bolg, her voice came across as very weak.
Bogl leaned in toward Tauriel's face, "Shut your dirty mouth, elf-whore. I'm tired of hearing your complaints. Instead, tell me that you want me to stick that large cock inside your ass!"
"W-what?! Ne-never!"
"Say it, elf-scum. Because I will do it either way and if you disobey me, I'll rape your ass and cunt throughout the entire night. I can handle it, but your weak mind and body can't."
Tauriel's heart sank when she tried to process the threat. She immediately knew what she had to do, but at the same time, how could she? Earlier she thought that Bolg couldn't humiliate her any more than he already had or that her pride couldn't drop any lower, but she found out that it could.
"I-... I-...Oh god..."
"If that's how you want it, she-elf... I'll rape you until you're nearly dead and then rape you again once you've recovered slightly."
"NO! PLEASE! Please... Please stick your... your large cock inside my-... my butt. Please." Tauriel had to keep her eyes closed, out of the sheer humiliation she felt.
Bolg's grin widened, "This elf-whore just willingly gave herself up to me! She wants me to defile her!" This time he said it both in the common tongue, mostly for Tauriel to understand it, and then he repeated it in black speech which made the crowd of orcs laugh again.
"But... I don't think I believe you, elf-slut. Show me your happiness and willingness to take it!"
"Oh my...- Please... I really... really want you to... to rape my butt... hard... really hard... It... it would really make me the happiest... happiest rape whore ever... oh god, what am I saying..." Tauriel mumbled the last words to herself as she started crying even harder.
Meanwhile, Bolg's dick was throbbing from the words his elf-slut was saying and he quickly removed his belt with his free hand, revealing his well-endowedness to his entire orc company. Most of them looked at the sight very confused as they never used the thing between their legs except for pissing and it was certainly never that large either.
To prepare Tauriel's hole, Bolg stuck a third finger inside to stretch it even more, making her cry out in more pain. He knew that to properly stretch her out, he would need to stick in all of his fingers and finger her asshole for a while but he was too horny and didn't care about the slut's comfort nearly enough to give her that privilege.
And so, he swiftly pulled out the three fingers and that gave Tauriel a very brief sigh of relief, a split second later though, she could already feel Bolg's penis trying to ram its way inside.
Tauriel already felt like her butt was on fire and Bolg hadn't even penetrated her yet, he was just increasingly more aggressive as he struggled to get past her anus.
"Oh god... oh god... please!" Tauriel wasn't sure if she was begging Bolg to stop or hoping that he would finally penetrate her so that the terrible anticipation would be over.
Bolg's grunts and growls were getting louder as his thrusts became more powerful and finally after about 3 minutes of trying, his cock finally breached the barrier and Tauriel erupted in a horrendous shriek. Instinctively she immediately tried to crawl away, but Bolg already had her safely mounted with his dick halfway in and she wasn't going to run away now.
Tauriel never felt such pain before, even when Bolg raped her virgin pussy days earlier the pain wasn't nearly as unbearable as this. She immediately hoped that she would pass out from the insane amounts of agony but so much pain also kicked a lot of adrenaline inside her preventing her from doing exactly that.
"Owww!!! Owww!!! P-lease s-stop!!!" Tauriel's screaming didn't stop Bolg and deep inside she knew that. The pain was so intense that she barely even noticed that the orc hadn't even begun thrusting yet.
"Shut up, you're mine." Bolg grunted as he laid down on Tauriel, putting his entire weight on her, and then proceeded to wrap his big hands around her mouth. Tears were streaming down Tauriel's face over Bolg's palms as well. He took a bit of time to properly readjust as he was much bigger than her, so he couldn't be on top of her comfortably. With his hands wrapped around his toy's mouth, he forced her to arch her back, putting her into an even more awkward and painful position. Finally, when he was ready, he pushed the rest of his giant cock inside, getting himself balls-deep into Tauriel.
The she-elf screamed at the top of her lungs but was barely audible now as her shrieks were muffled by Bolg's palms. Her face was facing the orc company so through her teary eyes she could barely make out the silhouettes that were laughing and pointing at her.
Her torment drastically increased when Bolg finally started moving his hips up and down, just like before, he was incredibly fast, tearing apart Tauriel's ass. He used his cock's length to its full potential, with every thrust he almost pulled out and then went balls deep again. It felt incredibly pleasurable to him but all the more painful for Tauriel.
Tauriel's whole body was tensed up, she tried grabbing the grass around her in hopes of lessening the pain if she had something to grab onto but it didn't help at all. The clenched her fists and her legs were so tense that she experienced leg cramps which became incredibly painful as well but Bolg didn't care about any of it.
Any words Tauriel tried uttering just turned to an incomprehensible mess of moans and cries behind Bolg's hands, she felt like her brain was melting.
A few more minutes passed by, which felt like hours for Tauriel, Bolg's grunts were getting louder and more intense, and soon he began getting up. At first, Tauriel's sweaty body got washed with a wave of relief but as Bolg was getting up, he let go of Tauriel's mouth and grabbed her around the hips. Without pulling his cock out of Tauriel's ass, he stood up with her still mounted on his dick.
Tauriel's cries were now heard loud throughout the forest again.
"I'm wearing you like a sleeve on my large cock, you stupid elf-cunt!" Bolg laughed at the sight of Tauriel, he was too tall so her feet weren't touching the ground and she had no other support for her arms, so she had to be bent over and it really looked like all of her weight was held by Bolg's cock in her ass, though of it were his arms holding her hips.
All the orcs laughed again and soon, Bolg continued to relentlessly rape Tauriel with the same pace as before. While standing, Tauriel felt even more like an object. She really felt like some kind of toy he was holding in his hands, giving himself pleasure with total disregard of her comfort. She could now flail her hands around and scream as loudly as she wanted but it neither was of use to her. She couldn't even reach back to touch Bolg and even if she could, the worst she could do was scratch him and that would be a very bad idea. Her legs were also free but Tauriel felt so weak that she wasn't even sure if she could move them.
Bolg was going at it for another 10 minutes and Tauriel's butt felt a lot looser now, so it wasn't as enjoyable anymore, but he wasn't planning on stopping before he would fill her ass with all of his cum. Even though the pain was still as intense for Tauriel, she had lost the strength to even scream, so even her cries were now a lot meeker and quieter.
At last, Bolg's thrusts were getting faster and faster and his groans were more intense and aggressive it didn't take long after that and he pushed balls deep into Tauriel, and with a loud, long, scratchy moan he emptied his big balls inside her ass.
Even after he was done, he kept her mounted on his dick for several seconds, breathing and grunting heavily, and only after he felt calmed down enough, he pulled his dick out and carelessly let Tauriel fall onto the ground.
Tauriel didn't even cry out loud anymore, there were just silent sobs and tears running down her cheeks. Her entire body was sore and hurting, especially her butt, she was glad she couldn't see it back there because there had to be a lot of blood if not worse. She felt so exhausted that even if Bolg suddenly gave her freedom and allowed her to leave, she would probably continue laying there for several days.
Bolg briefly looked down at Tauriel and then spread her cheeks to see the damage. To his amusement, he could see a big, gaping, bloody hole that used to be Tauriel's tight butt.
"For such a weak elf-cunt, you've done well." For the first time, Bolg actually praised Tauriel, in his own way. And she didn't know what to think of it. Her brain was so scrambled that she was almost appreciative.
To her surprise, Bolg actually let her lie there for about another 30 minutes, the orcs stopped paying attention and tended to their own things, while Bolg was sitting nearby and closely watching his plaything but wasn't saying or doing anything to her. Even after 30 minutes, Tauriel didn't move at all and she wished she wouldn't have to move ever again.
Her wishes would soon be shattered though, "Stand up, she-elf, it's time to sleep, though I'm not sure you will be doing much sleeping." He grinned maliciously even though Tauriel couldn't see it.
As she still wasn't moving, Bolg harshly yanked her arm but even after pulling her up, her legs were too weak to hold her own weight, however, the orc simply shrugged his shoulders and dragged Tauriel's nearly motionless body to a tree with a branch close above his head. He took one of the ropes from earlier and tied Tauriel's wrists with it. After that, he tied the rope around the branch above him and secured it just enough so that Tauriel would be forced to stand on her tiptoes. Though, as of now, she was too weak so she was only hanging there. Her body was twitching from being forced into that position but there was nothing she could do.
"I-... I thought... I obeyed all... all of your commands... Why... why are you doing this... this to me?" Tauriel managed to speak out in a very meek, weak, and saddened manner. She hoped that Bolg would at least let her rest for the night, but she knew she would be getting zero rest like this.
Bolg grabbed her cheeks and forced Tauriel to look him in the eyes, "Because you are filth." With a brutal shove, he forcefully released her and swiftly vanished into the shrouded depths of the camp. Flickering torchlight cast feeble illumination upon scattered pockets of orcs, while the majority of the camp remained consumed by enveloping darkness.
Tauriel hung her head low and awaited the long night hours of more discomfort and pain.
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