Arwen valiantly raced through the forrest in dire need of saving Frodo. Having been stabbed by the lord of the nazgul, it would not have taken long before his life would have ended. Arwen sped through the river encircling Rivendell as the Nazgul followed. Just as she reached the shore, a group of Elrond's elves took Frodo from Arwen as the Nazgul were washed away from the magical waves of the river. Little did Arwen know, the lord of the nazgul managed to reach out and grab a hold of Arwen just as the river managed to bring forth its last and final wave. Along with the Nazgul, Arwen fell down the waterfall losing consioucness.
Arwen awoke some time later to find herself strapped down to a table, with only candles lighting the room. She desperatley looked around the room, trying to find some means of escape. Just as she thought she a possible escape, the nazgul surroneded her and began to speak.
"Lady Arwen, your strength and beauty has aroused us for ages. Your elven kind are not here to protect you. Tonight, you shall be broken..."
Arwen could not help up tear. She screamed with no avail. And from there, the Nazgul began there ceremony.
The Nazgul began by removing the robe from Arwen's arms, leaving her in her leather battle corset, pants and boots.
Next, the Nazgul began to slowly, and teasingly undo the strings on the front of Arwen's corset. One by one, they pulled the strings from each of the holes till finally, her chest was bare for the exception of a brown undergarment.
"Beautfiful... you're skin glows as if you were a galadriel herself. Now... I shall see what lies under this garment."
Not a moment later after his last word, he took a knife from the table, and slowly sliced down the front of the undergarment, to reveal Arwen's brests.
Arwen's breasts were of the purest white, capped with lightest of brown nipples. Her breasts were of perfect size, not to large, not to small. As the Nazgul feasted their eyes upon their prize, Arwen began to breath heavily fearing what may happen next.
"Now... we continue..."
The Nagzul now stood before her boots, bound at the ankle, and restricted from movement. "Let us take now take a look at these feet of yours, these objects of desire neven seen by man..."
With that, the Nazgul untied the bounds of her ankles and began searching for thet top of her boots. Because of her weakened state, Arwen lacked the strength to fight back. All she could do was wait... The Nazgul lifted her pant leg to find the top of her boot. After finding the upper opening of the boot, the lord grabbed the opening, and the heel of the boot and began to slowly pull it off her foot. After some effort, the heel of the boot was finally tugged off of the heel of her foot. The Nazgul now slowly pulled the boot off to reveal her foot incased in elven wraps.
These wraps, worn by the great elven warriors were made to let those who wore it be swifter on their feet, as well as protect it. The wraps, though thin and soft, were just as strong as boots. At the same time, elves were known to be quite sensitive, implying that they were very ticklish.
THe lord found the loose end of the wrap and slowly began to unravel the ARwen's foot. Little by little, Arwen's foot and lower leg were being revealed. With one final pull of the strip, the foot was revealed.
Arwen's foot was very pale, and virgin looking. Her toenails were short and upainted, as they descended in size order from her big toe to pinky. The nails themselves had a pinkish color to them, matching the balls of her feet. Her soles were also pale, yet looked as soft as cotton.
"My my... so perfect... I believe its now time to see what this tastes like..."
Just as the Nazgul begun toying with her exposed foot, the other members were busy baring the other one. Soon after, Arwen was in a state of lust and ecstasy as the Nazgul were sucking on her toes and nipples. Being extremley ticklish, her tears and soft moans were sometimes replaced with shortened giggles and smiles. Her body was failing her. Knowing that she should not in any way enjoy it, she was fighting her pleasure with her dignity.
Just as she thought that she could overcome the heavenly sensation surging through her body, Arwen's body locked up with her toes curling and fingers clenched, then let out an ever so erogenous scream as her body finally released itself as she experienced a massive orgasm. For the next couple of seconds, her body shivered as waves of pure ecstasy swept through her body. Rapid moaning and bucking followed as Arwen was now lost in her own pleasure. Cum now began to darken the crotch of her pants. Laying there, half naked with her feet and breasts being violated, little did she know that her ordeal was far from over....
to be continued...
Arwen awoke some time later to find herself strapped down to a table, with only candles lighting the room. She desperatley looked around the room, trying to find some means of escape. Just as she thought she a possible escape, the nazgul surroneded her and began to speak.
"Lady Arwen, your strength and beauty has aroused us for ages. Your elven kind are not here to protect you. Tonight, you shall be broken..."
Arwen could not help up tear. She screamed with no avail. And from there, the Nazgul began there ceremony.
The Nazgul began by removing the robe from Arwen's arms, leaving her in her leather battle corset, pants and boots.
Next, the Nazgul began to slowly, and teasingly undo the strings on the front of Arwen's corset. One by one, they pulled the strings from each of the holes till finally, her chest was bare for the exception of a brown undergarment.
"Beautfiful... you're skin glows as if you were a galadriel herself. Now... I shall see what lies under this garment."
Not a moment later after his last word, he took a knife from the table, and slowly sliced down the front of the undergarment, to reveal Arwen's brests.
Arwen's breasts were of the purest white, capped with lightest of brown nipples. Her breasts were of perfect size, not to large, not to small. As the Nazgul feasted their eyes upon their prize, Arwen began to breath heavily fearing what may happen next.
"Now... we continue..."
The Nagzul now stood before her boots, bound at the ankle, and restricted from movement. "Let us take now take a look at these feet of yours, these objects of desire neven seen by man..."
With that, the Nazgul untied the bounds of her ankles and began searching for thet top of her boots. Because of her weakened state, Arwen lacked the strength to fight back. All she could do was wait... The Nazgul lifted her pant leg to find the top of her boot. After finding the upper opening of the boot, the lord grabbed the opening, and the heel of the boot and began to slowly pull it off her foot. After some effort, the heel of the boot was finally tugged off of the heel of her foot. The Nazgul now slowly pulled the boot off to reveal her foot incased in elven wraps.
These wraps, worn by the great elven warriors were made to let those who wore it be swifter on their feet, as well as protect it. The wraps, though thin and soft, were just as strong as boots. At the same time, elves were known to be quite sensitive, implying that they were very ticklish.
THe lord found the loose end of the wrap and slowly began to unravel the ARwen's foot. Little by little, Arwen's foot and lower leg were being revealed. With one final pull of the strip, the foot was revealed.
Arwen's foot was very pale, and virgin looking. Her toenails were short and upainted, as they descended in size order from her big toe to pinky. The nails themselves had a pinkish color to them, matching the balls of her feet. Her soles were also pale, yet looked as soft as cotton.
"My my... so perfect... I believe its now time to see what this tastes like..."
Just as the Nazgul begun toying with her exposed foot, the other members were busy baring the other one. Soon after, Arwen was in a state of lust and ecstasy as the Nazgul were sucking on her toes and nipples. Being extremley ticklish, her tears and soft moans were sometimes replaced with shortened giggles and smiles. Her body was failing her. Knowing that she should not in any way enjoy it, she was fighting her pleasure with her dignity.
Just as she thought that she could overcome the heavenly sensation surging through her body, Arwen's body locked up with her toes curling and fingers clenched, then let out an ever so erogenous scream as her body finally released itself as she experienced a massive orgasm. For the next couple of seconds, her body shivered as waves of pure ecstasy swept through her body. Rapid moaning and bucking followed as Arwen was now lost in her own pleasure. Cum now began to darken the crotch of her pants. Laying there, half naked with her feet and breasts being violated, little did she know that her ordeal was far from over....
to be continued...
