A/N- Warning, this is going to be brutal. Don't read this chapter if you can't handle blood and gore.
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Thanks to my thorough preparations, I arrived at the abandoned ruin before Smaug even started burning the floating town of men down.
I brought Tauriel into the dungeon and started hocking her to the devices I had crafted specifically for this moment. To restrain her, I created a five-way connected chain with jougs on each end that would hold her arms, legs, and neck.
The point where all the chains met, was a ring that I hooked up to the various hooks in this room to get a variety of positions.
Next, I injected her with two syringes, one was an aphrodisiac and the other a cure for the paralysis poison. It didn't take long for both injections to take effect, seeing how her face was getting redder, her breathing faster and her eyes started to open.
The moment she regained a bit of clarity, she immediately jumped awake as she remembered what happened previously and what I had done. Unfortunately for her, her hate-filled eyes only made me hornier.
She was currently positioned in a standing X position, allowing her to see her surroundings clearly. Ignoring her screams of un-elvish profanities, I took out my dagger and started to slowly cut her dress from her neck down.
By the time I reached her breasts, she started to struggle in vain, resulting in a few cuts that drew blood but I just continued, if anything the sight of her blood running down her body made this even more sexy.
With one last swing, the clothes that concealed her upper body were cut in two, revealing her small breasts and smooth stomach. With two quick cuts, I cut her clothes off by the sleeve, fully revealing her upper body to me with the blood running down her breasts.
Stepping closer, I groped her breasts for a bit before leaning in and biting her bloodied hard nipples. The taste of her blood was sweet and her chest was smooth and soft, the perfect combination.
Having had enough of her blood for now, I pulled a lever on the wall, and the hook she was chained to started moving up the wall until it was on the ceiling. With another lever pull, the hook started lowering itself until she was positioned horizontally at crotch height.
Pulling out my rock-hard dick, I grabbed her head in one hand and pried her mouth open with the other until it was open wide enough to put it in. I was only able to enjoy her soft lips and warm mouth for a few seconds before she bit down.
That would have ended terribly if I didn't already expect that to happen.
When I said rock-hard, I meant truly rock-hard. I had used my shapeshifting to take some precautions and I'm glad I did, her face when instead of biting into soft flesh she bit into stone and shattered some of her teeth was wonderful.
Neither less, even if she failed, it still pissed me off that she tried this and the fact that now had even sharper teeth due to them shattering didn't make it better. Seeing no other way at the moment, I started punching her teeth in.
Now it was usable, with no teeth to bite down with, bruised soft lips, and a warm bloodied mouth, the pleasure I felt was many times more than before.
After a few minutes of wild thrusting, I came inside her mouth, mixing my cum with her blood. Pulling out, I took a step back to look at her. Her beautiful face was covered in tears and blood while a mixture of blood and cum dripped out of her mouth. She was wearing an expression of despair, hate, pain, and a little bit of pleasure that was no doubt only present because of the aphrodisiac I had given her.
Damn, seeing her like this only makes me hornier.
I spun her around, not even bothering to properly take her boots and pants off, I just ripped her pants open, revealing her slightly damp pussy and cute ass. Ignoring her slight twitching in hopes of stopping what was about to happen, I lined up my dick with her lower lips and pushed the whole thing in with one strong thrust.
The way her inner walls twitched in pain because something entered them for the first time was just heavenly. I stopped for a few moments, not because I wanted her to adjust, but because I was enjoying how her warm blood was flowing down my shaft and dripping from my balls.
With how much blood she lost in this one session, I better make this quick and tend to her, I don't want her to die after going to so much trouble to get her.
After a few minutes of brutal animalistic thrusting, I grabbed her long hair and pulled myself deeper inside her to unleash my load.
After pulling out, I took out a bottle of water to drink before using the rest of the water to clean her wounds. Not long after, her wounds were cleaned and tended for and I even did a quick and easy surgery to remove her ovaries, didn't want her to suddenly get pregnant after all.
With this being done and her once again being unconscious, it leaves only one question.
Why can I still hear Smaug rampaging outside? He should have been dead already at this point.