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Obedience to a king	By : lovinghimonly Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 4832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own LotR, The Hobbit, or any other Tolkien world. The story is meant only for entertainment purposes, not money. English is not my native tongue. Please excuse errors. Constructive criticism is most welcome.

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Thranduil´s nose almost touched hers, and his hot and moist breath touched her face, which bore a tense and slightly frightened expression. "Is there anything else that you can do for me"? Lhinniel´s eyes widened even more as she began to lean backwards, trying to create a space between them. The king lost his patience with the elleth, answering his question by himself. "I do not think so. And now get out of here"! His voice was full of wrath and disgust, causing her to leave his chamber as quickly as possible.
This had gone terribly wrong. Lhinniel could kick herself, for her stupidity. Surely the king would not require her services ever again. He was as unpredictable as Mirkwoods weather in the month of April, as was his mood. There was no possibility to predict what we was going to do in the next second. But..... Lhinniel had seen the deep lust, burning deep down inside of him, reflecting in his eyes. The king was in fact ready for an elleth. Perhaps he was so insufferable because his deep lust slowly burned him up from inside, beginning to take its toll on him? Lhinniel fear and uneasiness slowly faded away, as she felt strangely encouraged while she reflected upon her moment with the king. Even that his glance had been unbearable, almost torturing her, she secretly hoped that she would get another chance, to be that near to him again. Her first meeting with the king had been different than she could have ever expected, but it had confirmed her long suspicion, that he needed an elleth on his side to relief his pressure. And she hoped, that this elleth, would be herself. Lhinniel arrived at Calaenor´s door and knocked, ready to begin her service to the king.
Thranduil chuckled darkly after his doors had closed. Naive and insolent elleth! Is there anything else I can do for you? Hah! His smirked vanished as he looked down at the bulge in his leggings, which was bereft of its rightful attention, due to the absence of Baineth. He picked up his tunic from the floor, and dressed it, closing its buttons as he approached his desk. He sat down behind it, and poured himself a goblet of wine, drinking slowly, reflecting on what was going to happen in the coming night. He moaned out and closed his eyes, remembering the previous night, when he had visited Baineth in her chamber. It had been the right choice to give her this accommodation. He had the possibility to visit her whenever he wanted. Not all chambers in the palace were accessible by the secret passages. As much as he enjoyed her service, and longed for her presence in his bed, he was deeply concerned about the power she held over him. As unknowingly as she might seemed, the power which she held over him, could be turned into a weapon, in the hands on a vengeful elleth. He had been able to control himself last night, but it had been hard. He had felt like a puppet in the hands of an experienced warrior. Weak and vulnerable. Two unacceptable qualities for a king. Thranduil opened his eyes and drank up the wine, eyeing the empty goblet wearily. Perhaps he should seek the company of a second elleth? It might end his strong dependency on Baineth. He pondered deeply over this thought and wondered, what Lhinniel would have done, if he would have asked her to kneel for him. Would she have obeyed him? Would she have been able to please him as Baineth did? A curious expression crossed his face as he wondered over the possible outcome, their meeting this morning could have had, if he had demanded her to satisfy his lust. But then his expression sobered quickly and he shook his head. Thranduil knew that this would cause him only greater dissatisfaction. When he had asked Baineth yesterday to please him, by using her hands, it had not satisfied his need at all. He felt worse than he had felt before. Another elleth was definitely out of question. So, his problem still remained. Perhaps he would feel better after the following night. He closed his eyes for a moment and remembered Baineth soft body under his, her smooth skin and hot breath which touched his skin. Her inner heat in which he wanted to plunge himself into with such urgency. A moan left his lips and his eyes opened, as his body began to react to his thoughts and lust. Thranduil left his chamber to attend the unnecessary meeting which his council had requested,and sat annoyed at the head of the long table, listening to their complains and suggestions. The king watched Malfinnor and the thought, that Baineth´s father was unaware about their illicit relationship, amused him somewhat. If the elf knew, what the king planned to do with his beloved Baineth tonight, surely he would not sit as peaceful as he did. Thranduil smirked at him and drank a good amount of wine before he returned his attention to the meeting. He would wait for the cover of the night, then he would pick her up from her chamber.
The sun had set long ago, and Baineth had bathed and dressed, waiting for the king. She was nervous and had paced up and down in her chamber for hours, trying to calm her nervous by different means, but whatever she had tried, nothing had eased her nervousness. She sighed deeply and stood now at the open window. Her hair had dried long ago and it was getting very late, when she heard the sliding sound behind her again. She abruptly turned around and saw that the king entered her chamber through the hidden door. He looked stunning. Thranduil eyed her from head to toe as he slowly approached her "I see you have prepared yourself for me". His expression smug and satisfied, while his eyes shone with lust. He took her by her hand and lead her towards the hidden door, pushing her into the dark passage, before he followed her. When the door closed, he grabbed her by the wrist, and pulled her behind him as they walked steadily upwards. The air was surprisingly fresh and clean, and Baineth suspected that there would be exits somewhere near, which led out into the forest, or elsewhere. His low voice disrupted her thoughts "I will take you to a special chamber tonight, because I do not want anyone to hear or see us". His voice echoed through the dark passage and she followed him silently. Her heart pounded fast in her chest, making it audible to his sensitive ears, causing his to grin in satisfaction. After some time the king suddenly stopped. He opened a door before he pushed her through the doorway, closing the door behind them. Baineth stood still and her eyes wandered through the chamber with admiration. It was relatively small, but very beautifully decorated. She turned around and saw the king leaning against the wall, smirking down at her, his voice filled with lust "I will take something of you now, that belongs to me". Baineth knew what he was talking about, and a tremor ran through her body, caused by her excitement. She stepped quickly backwards, when he began to step towards her, his eyes suddenly demanding and greedy. They moved through the small chamber until Thranduil stopped "Are you playing with me"? There was a small threat in his deep voice. Baineth stopped too, and eyed him with concern, while she shook her head slowly "No. But I am afraid". Thranduil smirked at her, and with one large stride he stood in front of her, grabbing her by her arms, while his breath had quickened "There is no need to fear me, or that, what is about to happen tonight. There is no difference, if it will happen tonight, or tomorrow, or in a hundred years. It will certainly caused you pain. But once this has been done, it will begin to give you pleasure. Trust me". While he spoke the last words, Baineth saw that his eyes glazed over with lust, his grip on her arms tightened and he turned her slightly, before he began to push her backwards, until her legs touched the cold bedframe.
His voice was demanding and filled with lust "Undress me"! Thranduil let go of her arms and Baineth opened the clasp on his neck and removed his robe, before she began to unbutton his tunic. Her hands shook slightly with fear of the unknown and through her great excitement. Thranduil watched her closely and became rather impatient. She slid his tunic over his shoulders, letting it fall onto the floor, and opened his belt buckle. She knelt down and removed his boots before she pulled his leggings down. She stood up again and looked up into his eyes. "You could have done this faster" was all what he said with a blank voice. "How"? Her innocent question was answered instantly by the king. He ripped her dress off of her body with one fast move, making her gasp. Before she could take another breath, he had pushed her backwards, making her fall onto the soft mattress. Thranduil eyed her lustfully as he slowly crawled onto the bed, like a predator, approaching its prey. Baineth opened her mouth to speak but nothing but her excited breath left it. This was it, she could see it in his eyes, nothing would hold him back tonight. "You need to relieve me of the pressure at least once before we unite". She looked at him in surprise and Thranduil´s expression became serious "Unless you wish to be consumed by my lust entirely". He arched an eyebrow at her and began to move towards her again, but Baineth quickly sat up and pushed him down onto the mattress, positioning herself between his legs. She grabbed his shaft which twitched at her touch. Baineth licked over its tip once, before she moved her lips up and down his length, finding a fast rhythm which appealed to him. Goosebumps spread over his body as her hot tongue touched his shaft. He closed his eyes and a hiss escaped his mouth through his gritted teeth, when the heat of her mouth surrounded his shaft, her lips pressing tightly around it while she bobbed her head up and down his length. Thranduil groaned out and grabbed onto clenched his hands to fists, enjoying her attention. His moans revealed his satisfaction, encouraging her to pleasure him more. With one of her hands she began to play with his balls, as the other began to pump his shaft near its base. She sucked his length while her tongue played with its head, licking over it, then pressing the slit on its tip. Baineth began to bob her head up and down faster, listening to his pleasure filled moans, which aroused her own body. He was close to his climax. She once again gave attention to the head of his shaft, circling her hot tongue around it, sucking it eagerly, and applying pressure to its hole. Thranduil grunted out and reached down to grab her beautiful hair with his hands. He began to thrust up his hips, controlling the rhythm and depths, while he kept her head in place. Baineth lips gripped tightly around his length, and she felt that its head grew bigger. Thranduil climaxed, and his deep voice filled the chamber as a loud moan escaped his trembling lips. Baineth accepted his seed in her mouth, swallowing it willingly, waiting for him to release her. As his breathing had calmed down, he let go of her hair and his arms fell limp onto the bed. She relaxed her mouth slightly, freeing his soft shaft. Baineth looked down at him and noticed that his eyes shone with lust, eyeing her greedily.
"My king, do you wish me to repeat this"? Thranduil arched a brow at her and shook his head slowly, yes, he was pursuing his own pleasure, but he had decided beforehand that he did not want to hurt her unnecessarily. He slowly sat up and pushed her down onto the bed. Baineth swallowed hard and closed her eyes tightly as his body hovered over hers. Thranduil smiled at her reaction, and surprised Baineth as he began to kiss down her cleavage, lingering at her breasts. He grabbed one with his hand, fondling it gently, while he licked over her other breast, taking her nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking on it. Baineth opened her eyes and moaned as she watched him busying himself with her breasts. His rather gentle behavior surprised her greatly, but she did not mind it. She had feared that he would be too straight forward in his desire to unite with her. Thranduil trailed kisses down her stomach and sat back, spreading her legs he slowly opened the cleft of her womanhood with his fingers, revealing her pearl. He looking at her briefly, before he lowered his face into her folds. Thranduil licked her pearl and grabbed on to her thighs tightly, as she had begun to move. He kept her in place as he savored her pearl and the wetness around it. Baineth moaned out and arched her back off of the bed as he took his time to prepare her body for the upcoming penetration. Baineth panted and raised her upper body off of the bed, supporting its weight with her elbows. She watched as his face was buried in her folds, his tongue licking,
and his lips sucking her pearl slowly. Thranduil was aware of her glance and looked up at her, while the tip of his tongue teased her pearl. He smirked at her and enjoyed the sight of her lust filled eyes, which were moist from her bodies need for release. He let his tongue travel down to her entrance, circling it a few times, before he returned his attention to her swollen pearl. His hot tongue moved around her pearl skillfully, and he began to press down on it repeatedly, making her body twitch from pleasure. Baineth rolled her eyes back and fell onto the bed, loosing the strength to support her weight, as her body drew all its reserves to tense its muscles, preparing itself for her release. Thranduil felt her readiness to erupt and claimed her pearl with his lips once more, sucking it with vigor. Her hips bucked up, and a loud moan escaped her lips, which she muffled by placing her lower arm over her mouth, as her orgasm flooded her body, shaking it in violently.
The king sat up and watched how waves of pleasure made her body shiver and tense at the same time. It was a beautiful sight to behold. When her body finally began to relax and her breath had become steady again, he crawled up to Baineth and removed her arm from her face, revealing her sweaty face and a biting mark on her lower arm. He smirked at her "That was not necessary. I told you, when we are in here, no one can hear us". His expression became serious before lust clouded his eyes once again. Baineth sat up and looked at him questioningly. His face tensed with pleasure, and his pupils dilated as he licked his lips, looking into her innocent eyes with great lust. Thranduil took a deep breath and straightened his spine once, before he pushed her back onto the bed, climbing on top of her, covering her body entirely with his own. Baineth felt his hardening shaft rub against her thigh and tried to relax herself, what was not easy for her, as her body did not obey her command. He bend her knees and spread her legs wider, making himself comfortable in the position, before he began to rub his hardening length through her wet folds, stroking her still sensitive pearl while doing so. Baineth breath hitched and she opened her eyes and looked up into his eyes, which were dark, filled with unbound lust for her. Slowly his shaft moved down and he nestled its head in her entrance, making her close her eyes tightly again. He let out a low growl "I want to see in your eyes when I penetrate you. Open them"! Baineth swallowed hard and obediently opened her eyes, looking up into his. Thranduil began to slowly push little by little inside of her, stretching her tight walls in the process, until he felt the shield of her maidenhood on his shafts tip. Baineth eyes widened as he pushed carefully against it, testing her reaction and causing her pain. He felt her body twitch and tense, the pain clearly visible in her eyes, which looked up for him desperately, while fear began to spread over her beautiful face. Knowing that he was getting nowhere with this kind of gentleness, he lifted his hips slightly before he pushed his length fully inside of her, ripping away the subtle skin of her maidenhood, taking her virginity, making her finally his. His face contorted in pleasure, while hers contorted in pain. Her body tensed, making her already thight walls squeeze even firmer around his throbbing shaft, causing him to groan out in pleasure loudly, while she muffled a cry with her hand. He pushed himself further inside of her, going as deep as he could, causing a teardrop to escape her now tightly shut eyes. For a moment his senses were absolutely dazed by the ecstatic feeling which their unity gave him. Then they began to run wild with lust, urging him on to find his release. Thranduil began to move within her, enjoying her inner heat and tightness, which stimulated his shaft immensely.
He felt her breath on his neck. It was a breath that was released in pain. Thranduil slowed down his thrusts to give her a moment to adjust to his size. He looked down at her, and saw that many tears rolled down her cheeks, wetting her hair and the bed sheet under her head. Thranduil sighed and slowly withdrew his shaft from her inner sex, giving her a moment to let the first pain ebb away. Baineth kept her eyes closed tightly, feeling ashamed of her tears and obvious weakness. The king just sat there and watched her silently, waiting rather impatiently for her body relax again. Then he once again climbed on top of her. It was not possible to avoid the pain which she felt, but he had prepared her as much as possible. More he could not do for her. He entered her again, slowly at first, giving her body a moment to adjust to his size. He grabbed her hands and held them down on the bed, next to her head while his hips moved eagerly up and down, pushing his shaft into her heat repeatedly. His moans grew louder as his thrusts became deeper.
Baineth still felt pain as he moved within her, but it had lessened considerably when he had given her a moment to relax, making is now possible for her to tolerate the stinging sensation in her inner sex. It was painful but also an incredible experience, making her feel very vulnerable. He was controlling her. His body reigned over hers. Thranduil thrusts into her fast, his senses wild and untamed, his mind numb from the amount of pleasure he felt. Her hot and tight walls stimulated his shaft and every move he made, caused his body to want hers more. She looked up at his face, which was contorted with lust, his eyes were closed and his lips slightly parted, letting his hot, panting breath escape his mouth, touching her wet face. His long silver blond hair fell down onto her, tickling her skin at times. Sweat began to appear on his brow and Beneath was momentarily fascinated by his looks. This was not the king which she knew. She winced as the head of his shaft began to hit her inner limits, causing her pain. She felt how his grip on her hands tightened, and it appeared to her that his hands were shaking slightly. He lowered his head next to hers, burying his face into the bed sheet and she heard an
animalistic growl leave his throat, as he thrust into her deeply, repeatedly hitting her limits while spilling his seed inside of her womb. His body became limp and Baineth felt her body being crushed as he burdened her with his entire weight.
For some time she lay motionless under him, waiting for him to move or get up. But nothing like that happened. To her surprise she felt how his shaft hardened inside of her again. Thranduil moaned out and he began to move his hips slightly, creating more friction between his shaft and her walls, which now accepted his size. When his shaft had grown to its full glory again, he lifted his body slightly off of hers, supporting it by leaning on his forearms, and began to thrusts into of her fast. He looked straight into her eyes and the pace of his thrusts almost made her dizzy. This was truly out of this world. He slowed down and slightly adjusted his position, before smirking down at her. Thranduil continued to thrust into her. The new angle of his shaft, stimulated her soft spot, stroking it firmly, and at his first thrust her eyes widened and she groaned out. He pumped into her hard, making her moan out repeatedly. His face contorted in pleasure and concentration, while she had closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling he gave her. Out of her natural reflex she began to move along with him, raising her hips in rhythm with his, and began to meet his hard thrusts midway, again and again, making both of them moan out. Small droplets of his sweat fell down on her sweaty face as he thrusts into her with urgency, rapidly approaching his climax.
Baineth wiped his sweat gently off of his face with her hands and placed them on his butt, pulling him down with each of his powerful thrusts, deeper an deeper inside of her. He had felt her hands on his face, but was too concentrated to react. He wanted his release and he wanted it now. Too long had he waited for this. As she began to pull him harder down on her, his loins exploded and he climaxed along with her, spilling his seed once again inside of her. Thranduil immediately moved backwards, and left the shelter of her inner heat. He rolled over onto his back, lied down with his eyes closed, feeling the fresh night air on his still throbbing length. Baineth turned her head to the side, watching him. Not knowing what to do, she just lay there and waited for his next command. After a long time she stirred and pulled a blanket over her body, covering herself from the chilly night air. She drew a sharp breath through her gritted teeth as she felt an uncomfortable pain inside of her inner sex, as soon as she had moved. Baineth made herself comfortable on the bed, and closed her eyes, trying to relax.
Thranduil had watched her, and got up from the bed once she had closed her eyes. He took a small flask from the table and climbed back onto the bed. Baineth opened her eyes when she felt him approach her. He removed the blanket from her, baring her naked body before he spread her legs apart. Thranduil looked into her eyes and shook the flask before he opened it. He poured a thick yellow liquid onto his finger and inserted it carefully into her inner sex, while he kept her legs in place by his free hand and on of his knees. Baineth bucked her hips, and tried to close her legs, as a gasp left her lips, as a stinging pain tortured her. The king kept her legs spread wide apart and eyed her sternly, while he massaged her inner walls with his finger throughout. When he was done he let go of her legs and wiped her blood off of his finger and knuckles. Baineth inner sex was on fire and she looked up at him with a grim expression. "This will ensure that the small wound and your soreness will heal quickly. Tomorrow I will not give you a special treatment before I take you". He left the bed again and walked back to the table, placing the flask on it and returned with a plate full of fruits and two goblets, one with water, the other with wine. He sat near her on the bed and with a nod of his head he commanded her to eat and drink.
Baineth sat up and winced, the pain inside of her was almost intolerable. She pulled at the bed sheet and covered her body partially with it before she reached out for the goblet which held water. She drained it quickly, licking her lips when she placed the empty goblet back on the tray. "The pain will lessen soon". Baineth looked up at the king, who had an unreadable expression on his face. It seemed normal, but she believed that behind it she saw great satisfaction lingering. She nodded and took a few grapes from the plate, eating them slowly as he watched her intently. Her mouth opened and her soft pink lips closed firmly around the grape before she bit it in half, chewing one half, while keeping the remaining half in her hand. Her lips moved as she chewed the grape, and a drop of the grapes juice remained on her lips, threatening to fall, but she catched it quickly with her tongue, before it could roll down her chin. Thranduil swallowed hard and laid his hand on his hard erection, which throbbed wildly against the skin of his palm. He closed his eyes and commanded his senses to calm down, but they did not heed his command. Before he knew it, he was once again on top of her, penetrating her inner heat with great need. Baineth almost suffocated on the grape she had been eating, feeling his shaft inside of her, made her cry out once before she bit down on her lips. Thranduil stilled his moves and eyed her lustfully, seeing her reddened cheeks made him even more aroused. He grinned down at her and began to move slowly in and out of her, watching her facial expression carefully. Baineth returned his look and began to move in rhythm with him, not wanting to anger him. He held her hands pinned onto the bed and began to thrusts into her faster, beginning to moan quietly. Baineth closed her eyes and was torn between pain and pleasure.
After their third round the king seemed finally satisfied and sat on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard. He sipped on his wine and watched Baineth, who was lying down on the other end of the bed. She had closed her eyes and wondered deeply if she had done a great sin or not. What if her father would find out? She would never dare tell him, but what if she found a kind ellon and got married? He would certainly notice that she was not untouched anymore, and her father would eventually hear of it. Baineth sighed deeply. Alas, she would never marry because the king would certainly forbid it. She recalled his words, which he had spoken a few days ago. He would kill any ellon who would come close to her. That was truly sick. But whatever had made him say those words back then, now it would be worse. He would probably be more possessive over her than ever before. Baineth opened her eyes and turned her head to take a look at the king. She noticed that he was staring at her. His facial expression was stern and his eyes slightly narrowed. Thranduil shook his head slowly, knowing her thoughts all too well. No one would ever take his place. Only over his dead body. And even if that should be the case, he would return to middle earth to reclaim her. Baineth quickly turned her gaze away, swallowing hard. Could he read her mind? This thought scared her greatly, and she closed her eyes again not knowing what to do, she just lay there and waited. After some time she heard him speak. "Come over to me". She rolled to her side and got on her knees, crawling to him. Thranduil gave her the herbs to eat and watched her intently as she chewed them with a disgusted expression. He smirked at her and awaited for her reaction, as he did not give her permission to swallow them. To his surprise she endured the bitter taste and chewed obediently, waiting for his permission. This was unexpected but it satisfied him greatly. He filled her empty goblet with water and handed it to her, permitting her to drink and swallow the herbs. Baineth drained the goblet greedily and awaited his next command.
"The sun will rise soon, and you must return to your chamber". He grabbed her arm and pulled her closer, before he began to remove the obvious traces of their lust and his touch from her. Chanting quietly he eyed her continuously until he had finished. "Take the robe from the chair over there and cover yourself. I will bring you back to your chamber and show you how to open the hidden door". Baineth did as she was told, and together they walked back through the dark passages. When they reached the door leading to her chamber he instructed her on how to open it. Her expression was slightly concerned "What if my father is inside my chamber, waiting for me"? Thranduil grinned down at her, being amused "He is not". The door opened and Baineth peeked into her chamber, before she entered it. She turned around to him "My king, how do I open the door from inside"? He arched a brow at her and smirked "You do not need to know this". Baineth was surprised "But if I have to..." he cut her off rather rudely "I will give you no such knowledge! Do you think I am a fool and give you the possibility to run away"? His glance was furious and dark as he closed the door abruptly, leaving a startled elleth behind. Baineth breathed in deeply, trying to calm down her agitated nerves. She had been right. Those secret passages must lead outside of the palace as well. She wondered if she would ever want to use them. She could not know the king´s mind and ideas, but he seemed to fear that she would try to escape from him. Dread claimed her body and heart, making her shiver. She feared what might happen between them, that would make her want to flee. Baineth walked into her bathroom to wash herself.
Thranduil entered his chamber through the secret door and found Galion standing in the middle of his chamber, his expression utterly surprised when the king appeared from the secret door. He lowered his head quickly, bowing to his king "Your highness, I have been looking for you".
"Have you"? The king approached the ellon slowly, reading his face and thoughts. Galion suspected where the king had been, and Thranduil knew that his attendant was right with his assumptions. "What is of such urgency that you have to come to me that early in the morning, disturbing me"? Galion turned around slowly , as his eyes followed the king who walked towards his bathroom. "The council members are requesting a meeting". Thranduil rolled his eyes unseen to Galion and turned around to face him, his voice annoyed
"What do they want"? Galion cleared his throat "They wish to call in a meeting regarding the situation with Erebor. Thranduil looked at him greatly annoyed "Have any news reached us, of which I have not been informed yet"?
"Yes my king". The king rolled his eyes again and walked into his bathroom "Then tell them that I will attend as soon as I am ready" He slammed the door shut and Galion´s body winced at the sound. He shook his head as he stared at the bathroom door. Galion had feared it before, but now he was absolutely sure. The king had begun an affair with an elleth. The urgency of the situation made him nervous. Galion had no idea, who the elleth could be. He left the king´s chamber and headed towards the council chamber, where the council members awaited their king. Galion would have to be quick in discovering the elleth, before it would be too late. The dreadful memories of the day when Thranduil let Bereneth disappear still haunted his memories. He had been present on that day, and bore witness to the king´s deed. No elleth should ever again suffer such a fate. He made it his mission to investigate into the matter.
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