Lord of the Rings: Advent of the Dark Elf

When I woke up again, it was already morning. To my distress, my body was still extremely sore... My lower back was aching like hell, not even speaking of the spot... between my legs... Now the soreness, instead of the sense of pleasure was mixed with spikes of prickling pain, needless to say, this version was not as much to my liking. As I moved under the cover of animal skin I couldn't help but release a weak whimper between two shallow gasps. 

That white pig only worsened my bruises and added another set to it around and inside of my body... 

Why did things turn out this way... It was all because of that cursed hill... and that fucking root I stumbled over in a moment of carelessness. While I continued to move around, I suddenly felt a large arm hook over my body under the blanket and pull me closer. 

I winced as my sore body was pulled over and I looked back to send a glare of annoyance at the half asleep white pig. Sensing my glare he hardened his own eyes and looked back at me challengingly. 

I instinctively softened my eyes and looked aside, fearful of another confrontation. 

'I see, that you understand now, your place as my first wife, dark elf woman.'

I looked up somewhat surprised by those last words.

'You believe that I am a dark elf?' 

I asked silently. 

The man smirked loudly.

'It doesn't matter to me what you are anymore, as you have become my first wife, willingly. You belong to me now and nobody else would question my authority in my company. I am one of the few remaining Gundabad orcs, a white orc. That means I am powerful!'

'Did I-I seemed willing to you last night?'

I asked whispering with a moment of pause as I felt his large arm fondle my bare ass under the leather blanket. He was really acting, as if I was belonging to him, now... This thought made my body shiver in excitement. What was wrong with me?

He turned towards me with those black eyes looked at me for a few seconds and said.

'Yes, you did.'

There was not even a shread of doubt in his voice.

I thought back, and had to realize, with a sudden blush that I could have done a series of things to defend myself... Just like releasing the flames from my body and burning him when he didn't expect it. However... I did not even think of that... I mean, it could be the result of only becoming a dark elf a few hours before, and completely forgetting that I even had that possibility, but for some reason I don't think that to be the case here... Even now when I think of that possibility, I feel horrified by the very notion. 

This... did I fall in love, with this white pig? 

Did I really want him to toss me to the ground like a dirty rag and dominate me with such power. To let him vent his frustration on me, a tool to use at his every whim.

I felt my body quiver from the very thought. My mouth felt dry as my breathing quickened a bit. This... I can't believe that I actually want... I want this ugly white bastard to use me...

I felt his arm tug at me probingly, and after the second tug, I instinctively rolled closer to him, melting in his wide arms while being hugged tightly. I burrowed my face in the hairy chest which was covered in old scars and layers of muscles. We were still in the middle of the camp, under the open sky. More than a few orcs have come back from their night patrol.

They were doing their things around us, in a comfortable manner. From my current no doubt unique perspective... these orcs seemed much more sophisticated. 

Then I saw one of them ripping off a piece of meat randomly from the half eaten dear carcass.

Another one seeing this shouted in anger. 

'Stop that, there is not time to eat yet!'

'I don't care... I am hungry!' 

The other one jumped to its feet walked up to the hungry one and smashed his fist into the other's face. 

Which fell on the ground, growled something, shook his head a few times than to my shock, stood up and walked back to his rag...

What the fuck... 

That hit just now would probably bend some serious steel plates, yet the fucker just stood up and walked away like it was a daily occurrence.

These guys are nuts, I took back everything I thought earlier.

I also felt a hand grasp onto my right ass cheek quite firmly, and winced a bit, turning back to the white orc. 

'Don't move around so much, or I will pound you to sleep once again.'

I felt terrified from the thought, I was still excited by it... However... I might actually die if he did that to me now... So, my fear for my life quickly overcome the budding lust I felt, and cleared my head. 

I moved closer to him, then stopped moving around. 

'Good, rest now.' 

'But it's already morning...' 

The white orc sighed, somewhat tiredly. 

'I am beginning to believe, that you are trully not an orc.' 

'Why now?'

'To not even know, that orcs preffer to sleep while the sun is up... you cannot be an orc, if you don't even know that much...'

I thought about this... Was there something like that in the books? 

'I said that I am a dark elf... ' I answered silently. 'But you didn't believe me...'

'Now, I believe you.' I felt a hand caress my bottom once more and I winced from the soreness and pain. I heard a thoughtful statement from the white pig... 

'You are too squishy to be an orc, not even a half orc. I never saw an elf like you... so you might as well be a dark elf. I don't care what you call yourself, until you know your place as my first wife.'

I thought about that, then nodded. Which made me feel content until I asked.

'What am I supposed to do, as a first wife? I am not familiar with orc customs.' 

Now those words made him open his eyes, again as he looked at me. 

'You cook, and give birth to strong children. What else could an orc ask for?'

Hearing the surprisingly simple answer, my eyes turned into saucers. I couldn't help but laugh at the suggestion. This seemed to make the orc disregard me as I didn't seem quite that surprised after all. 

I layed back down in his warm hug covered in the leather blanket. 

Thinking about the completely ridiculous suggestion with a smile. Give birth to children what a joke, I was a man after... all... 

The smile on my face turned strained. 

My red eyes opened to the cold reality.

'Damn, I messed up...'

I spluttered out the words in a state of disillusionment, then instead of facing that harsh reality any longer, I snuggled closer to the white orc and decided to close my eyes. I escaped into my dreams, hoping that when I woke up I would be back in my old bed on Earth.