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Archive-name: Fantasy/goblking.txt


Archive-title: Goblin King Part 1 (Repost) & 2 (New)

Standard disclaimer: this contains bestiality and Tolkein-based erotica.

Read no further if that kind of stuff offends your moral or literary

sensibilities. Let me know what you thin:

that is, THINK. (Damn typos).

  The raucous shouts of hundreds of orcs echoed through the

rough-hewn cavern as the guards hauled Celebrian across the

floor towards the throne. At the foot of the dais she tripped on

shreds of green cloth that were the remnants of her dress.

Cursing, one of the uruks grabbed a handful of her silver

tresses, dragged her up the steps, and dropped her painfully to

the ground.

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

Celebrian tried to muster up the strength to speak, but before

she could do so one of the guards spoke up.

  "We snared this elf-bitch traveling through our pass, o truly

tremendous one," he replied. "There were ten others with her,

but we did for 'em, the filth."

  "Hmmmmm... good work, Bagdush. So, slut, what do you have to

say for yourself? Speak up!" The guard twisted Celebrian's arm

behind her and used the leverage to force her up onto her knees.

Her vision filled with the sight of a large, muscular orc

staring down at her from the throne, a jagged iron crown on his


  "I am Celebrian, wife of Elrond of Rivendell," she replied,

trying to sound imperious and confident, "and he will deal

harshly with you if I am harmed."

  "Har! Har! Harharhar!" The goblin king raised his gruff voice

for the hearing of his assembled court. "You hear that, boys?

Aren't we scared? Aren't we quakin' in our boots?" The orcs

roared with laughter. "Well, since we don't want to get in

trouble with.. Lord Elrond," he said with mock reverence, "I

suppose we'd better be nice to his dear lady." He glanced over

at one of the guards and nodded meaningfully; the guard scurried

off. "Yep, we'd better treat her real affectionate-like." The

goblin king reached around his waist and loosened the furs

wrapped around him. Then he fished out his cock. Celebrian's

eyes widened in terror and disgust as she viewed the thing; it

easily measured a foot long, thick as a spear, its

brownish-green skin dotted here and there with hairy warts. The

king hefted it proudly, leering down at his captive. "I'll bet

yer husband aint' got one this big. Bet you're dyin' for a taste

of it." It took Celebrian a moment to realize what he was

referring to. She shook her head, trying to back away.

  "No, please, not that!" She had never dabbled in what was

commonly called "the Elvish Art," and the prospect of taking an

orc's penis into her mouth horrified her.

  The goblin king laughed again. "Eh? Too bad, I've heard lots

o' stories 'bout how talented you elf girls are." The guard who

had left a minute or so ago returned, bearing a flask gingerly.

He handed it to the king, who rolled it idly in his free hand.

Letting go of his penis he unstoppered it and gestured to the

guards. "Bring her forward!"

  Celebrian struggled as the guards pushed her into a kneeling

position at the very foot of the throne. He nodded, and one of

the guards pried her mouth open. Then she felt the flask forced

past her teeth, and a burning, sour liquid poured into her

mouth. The flask was removed, and the guards pinched her nose

and held her mouth shut to force her to swallow. When she did

they dropped her to the floor again. She felt a sensation like

fire coursing through her limbs. Her mouth was dry, but she felt

dampness growing between her legs. Trembling, she pushed herself

up with her hands. "What have you done to me?" she gasped,

looking up at the orc.

  "The shamans call it 'dragon piss', 'cause it puts bitches

into heat," replied the king, grinning. "Makes 'em real fun to

be with, makes 'em do all sorts of things they wouldn't do

before." Against her will Celebrian's eyes were drawn to the

orc's cock, and she stifled an urge to lick her lips.

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


  The orc guffawed. "Hey, I'm not doin' anything. You can do

whatever you want to." Fighting herself and losing, she moved

her head towards the orc's lap, saliva drooling out of her open

mouth. Tears ran hot down her cheeks as she thought of Elrond

and how she was about to pleasure an orc in a way that she had

never done for her husband. The tried to close her eyes, but

they remained stubbornly open as her tongue flicked out to lick

the tip of the orc's penis. The rank orc smell filled her

nostrils as she pressed her lips against the glans and began to

work the huge, scabby thing into her mouth.

  Above her the goblin-king groaned, obviously enjoying her

attentions. Celebrian felt his claws dig into her scalp as he

grabbed her head and started to force it downwards. The glans

drove into her mouth, and the orc pressed her head down further,

burying her nose in his smelly pubic hair and ramming his cock

down her throat. She reached down between his legs and craddled

his balls in her delicate hand while inside her mouth her tongue

washed all around the shaft of his penis. She began to bob her

head, her lips pressed tightly around the orc cock sliding

between them. Her sucking grew more insistent as the penis moved

in and out of her mouth. The orc's fingers tangled in her hair;

from the ragged sounds of his breath Celebrian realized that he

was nearing climax; the tears streamed from her eyes as she

considered the loathsome prospect of the brutish goblin

ejaculating into her mouth. She tried even harder to pull away,

but to no avail. She continued sucking, sucking, sucking...

  The goblin-king threw back his head and growled, and his penis

jerked in her mouth as his seed squirted out of it. It was thick

and warm, with a bitter, salty taste; Celebrian felt it wash

over her tongue and fill her mouth before she swallowed, gulping

down the vile stuff. More orc-semen flooded in. She tried to

spit it out, but instead she drank it down like it was miruvor.

Suddenly, she felt her head pushed back from the still-spasming

cock. It hovered in front of her for just a moment, staring like

a one-eyed serpent. Then it jerked again and cum splattered

against her face, striking her in the chin. More semen, white

with tinges of yellow and green, sprayed her cheeks and lips.

Slowly the flow abated, until it was just a lazy dribble of

sperm trickling onto the stone tiles. Still unable to control

herself, she extended her tongue to catch the falling drops. She

took the softening penis her mouth and cleaned off the last of

the semen, meanwhile fearing that she would never be rid of the

taste of the stuff. She leaned over and spat out some of it.

Realizing that somehow she now had control of herself she spat

again and again, wiping the slimy cum from her face with the

back of her hand.

  The king laughed again, and his assembled followers did

likewise. "Can't quite make up her mind, can she?"

  Celebrian looked up at him, trembling and sobbing. "What are

you going to do to me?"

  "I'll let you find out for yourself," he answered. The goblin-

king turned towards one of the more fearsome orcs near his

throne. "Uzgash! Bring the wargs!"

  A sharp pang of fear shot through Celebrian at the mention of

the evil wargs, wolves of great size, intelligence, and malice.

No doubt the orcs intended to watch her torn apart by the savage

beasts. But a small part of her felt relief that it would soon

be over; after what she had just been through, death seemed an

almost pleasant prospect. She did not resists when the guards

pulled her towards the center of the cave. She felt the cold

metal of a shackle clamped around her ankle. She moved her leg;

looking down, she saw that she was chained to an iron spike

driven into the rock. Then the guards withdrew, look fearfully

at something behind her. She turned, slowly, following their


  There were at least four dozen wargs, each the size of a pony,

stalking towards her out of the mouth of one of the tunnels. The

beasts walked with a slow, easy grace, glancing from time to

time at the orcs, but mostly eying her hungrily. At the head of

the pack, leading them, walked one larger than the rest, a grey-

furred wolf with an aura of majestic evil. Celebrian heard the

sound of something being set down behind her, but kept her eyes

on the advancing wargs. The wolf-chieftain stopped just in front

of her, examining her with glinting amber eyes. He licked his

chops, and it seemed almost that he was grinning. Then his body

tensed as he prepared to spring. She breathed a whispered prayer

to Elbereth that he would be quick.

  The wolf leapt up soundlessly; Celbrian gave way before it and

tripped on something, falling backwards before the beast. But

instead hitting the stone floor she landed on wooden boards. The

wolf's forepaws pressed down on her shoulders while its hindpaws

rested on the ground between her feet; the snout was inches from

her face, the white razor-sharp teeth gleaming as it looked down

at her. Was it toying with her? And why had the orcs placed what

felt like a table? For the wolves' "feast"? The wolf turned his

head to one side and barked and snarled to one of his underlings

in what almost sounded like language; he repeated his orders in

to several other wolves. Celebrian felt them tugging at her

dress, tearing the cloth off from several directions. She

glanced to her left and saw one wolf shredding the sleeve off of

her arm; on her right another was doing the same. Down between

her legs she saw...

  Her gaze locked on the huge red penis protruding from the

warg-chief's grey-furred sheath. Suddenly realizing what was

about to happen, she struggled to get up, but the wolf bore his

weight down on her and bared his fangs, snarling viciously less

than an inch from her face. She did not dare move as he grabbed

the front of her dress in his jaws and tore it away, exposing

her firm breasts. Tauntingly he licked and nuzzled at them, his

wet pink tongue lapping at her nipples and cleavage. She

squirmed, feeling the wolf's hot breath on her neck before he

lapped at her chin, then began licking her face. She started to

move her head aside but stopped when the wolf snarled again. It

moved back down to her breasts, slurping loudly as he washed his

tongue all over her tits. Celebrian squirmed again, in fear, and

in shame, because despite her terror and disgust she could feel

her nipples stiffening from the wolf's savage foreplay.

  She felt the last of her dress torn away from her lower body,

and also the wolf fur brushing against the inside of her thighs.

She felt the tip of the wolf's penis pressed against the

entrance to her sex, and she knew there was nothing she could do

to stop him. The wolf looked down at her, staring straight into

her eyes as he drove his enormous cock into her with a single

powerful thrust. Celebrian gasped in spite of herself. So big!

It felt so... so... "No!" she told herself. "It's horrible! I'm

being raped by an animal, a wolf... evil! I must fight it,

must..." She gasped again as the wolf began pumping his cock in

and out of her cunt, and she struggled not to acknowledge the

pleasure it was giving her. She tried to ignore the exquisite

pain of the wolf's penis stretching her with each thrust, the

tickling of the fur rubbing the inside of her legs, the sticky

wetness spreading around her sex, the rough wet tongue licking

at her rigid nipples. She could feel her climax building inside

her, and each time the wolf's cock slid in and out of her

sopping pussy it pushed her closer. Her mind recoiled from the

idea of being brought to orgasm by an animal -- worse, a servant

of darkness -- but her body did not care. She tried to block it

out by thinking of her husband -- surely he must be on his way

to rescue her! But then all she could think of was what would

Elrond think when he saw her lying there being taken by a wolf.

And the fact that the wolf had a larger penis. She squinted her

eyes and moaned as the enormous lupine cock plunged into her

again, intensely aware of every inch. Yes, at least twice as

big. She could no longer deny the pleasure it was giving her;

with each stroke her sex burned like fire. But it was not just

the sheer size of the penis that aroused Celebrian, nor the

steady, powerful, unrelenting thrusts with which the

warg-chieftain rammed the organ into her. The feelings of fear

and helplessness had merged into a weird sensual thrill, and she

gasped passionately as the grey-furred beast ravaged her like

sexual prey, the wolf using her body to satisfy its lust with

the same ferocity that it might devour a deer to satisfy its

hunger. But still, she fought against showing it. She struggled

to remain still and silent while the tension of her body wound

tighter and tighter. She would not give her orcish captors the

benefit of seeing a lady of the Noldor beg an animal to fuck her

harder. She would not provide them the sight of the wife of

Elrond Halfelven screaming in orgasmic bliss, impaled on a

wolf's cock. Cock! So big... so deep... so... good... no,

mustn't!... must stop! so good! must fight it!... so.... big...

so... "Ohhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!" Celebrian wrapped her legs around the

wolf's hindquarters as she threw back her head and screamed with

pleasure. "Ohh!Oh!Oh!Yes!Oh!Yes!" She ground her crotch against

the warg's, trying to drive the beast's penis deeper into her

spasming sex. "YES!Oh!oh!oh!ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!..." Soft

murmurings continued to escape her throat as her climax wound

down and she lay there, rolling with the force of the wolf's

thrusts. As she savored those thrusts she became aware that they

were quickening in pace. She also heard a low growl rising in

the wolf's throat. The growling grew louder, and the louder it

got the faster and harder the penis drove in and out of

Celebrian's drenched sex, each time eliciting an appreciative

gasp, until the growl became a fangs-bared snarl, the thrusts

became rapid, savage hammer-blows, and Celebrian's voice rose in

a delirious lust-crazed wail punctuated by the shriller cries of

her climaxes. Finally Celebrian felt the cock slide all the way

into her and hold there. A second later she felt it pulse,

followed by the sensation of hot warmth filling her, wolf-semen

streaming against the walls of her pussy in forceful spurts.

Celebrian's scream announced her orgasm as she arched her body

against her grey-furred captor. Above her the warg raised its

head and howled. The whole pack took up their chief's call as he

reveled in his victory, asserting his dominance over her with a

flood of semen.

  The wolf slipped his cock out quickly and slid off of her.

Mustering some of her returning strength, Celebrian sat up and

watched as the warg-chief walked through his pack. The other

wolves crowded around him, pushing aside the others with snarls

and barks. Whenever the chief glanced towards one or the other

it fawned on him, as if seeking a favor of some kind. Celebrian

watched, curious. Suddenly the wolf-chief stopped and looked at

one of the larger members of the pack, then uttered a sharp

half-bark, half-growl. The other wolf rubbed appreciatively

against the chief and howled, then turned. The rest of the pack

made way as the recipient of the leader's favor trotted, head

and tail held high, towards Celebrian. Her eyes went wide when

she saw the erect penis dangling beneath him and grasped the


  "Elbereth, be merciful," she whispered. "There are almost

*fifty* of them!" She slid down off of the wooden platform where

the warg-chief had raped her; his semen trickled out of her

pussy and dripped down her legs. Watching the approach of her

new bestial paramour, she sank submissively to a hands and knees

posture. She pushed her ass into the air in invitation, waiting

anxiously. She felt the wolf climb up onto her. She tensed, legs

spread slightly, eagerly awaiting the first brutal thrust. The

wolf did not disappoint her. Soon Celebrian's body rocked under

the savagely-fucking beast, her breasts quivering with every

stroke. As the first orgasm began to erupt within her, she

thought of her expected rescuers, and she whispered another

prayer to Elbereth: "Please, don't let them find me too soon!"


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