Realized By: Calla
Previous Chapter: Pippin goes to the barn, and encounters Frodo before actually going in. He finds Merry bounded and gagged, along with his captors. Pippin is taken away by one after Frodo is "knocked out", knowing they plan to kill Merry. Once Pippin is gone, Merry sees Frodo really wasn't unconscious at all.
Warning: Slash, incest.. rape. OOC. AU?
Rated: R
Realized: Part 9
Pippin smiled as Merry kissed his forehead. ...He breathed in his older cousin's sweet smell, and relished the touch of Merry's lips on his skin.
-But the contact was soon lost. And the scent of Merry was soon replaced with the stench of smoke.
Pippin opened his eyes and saw Merry- tied up, just like before at the barn. Only now it was worse... Much worse.
Flames were engulfed about him, and all Pippin could hear was Merry's disheartening yells of pain and anguish.
Pippin tried to move. But could only watch as Merry burned.
The young hobbit began to yell himself. In anger first.. But then in fear, realizing he wouldn't be able to save Merry.
He cried so loudly his own ears rung.
And soon his whole face was shot through with pain.
"Shut up you little devil!"
Pippin's eyes opened, yet he continued to yell... Not as frantic as before.. But dazed, rather, up until they eventually faded as he looked about his surroundings.
The dim light of the small room he was placed in was bright on his unclear eyes- his face and neck hurt so very much... And he had no idea where he was.
He looked to the hobbit who had just slapped him, and saw it was his earlier captor. Pippin wanted to kick him- but found his feet, as well as his hands bound to the posts of the bed he was confined upon.
He struggled any other way, trying to free himself. And watching this- the free hobbit began to laugh.
The helpless hobbit's anger at the cruel hobbit's sneers quickly turned to despair, and he began to weep. And as Pippin's remorse grew, the other hobbit's laughter faded. He was getting as tired of watching as Pippin was of trying.
"Please... Please let me go."
Pippin pleaded, staring at the villian.... And even in the dimness of the light, he could observe the hobbit's features.
He was tall for a hobbit (as far as 'tall' goes for hobbits). Just as he had a crooked face. And although Pippin was sure he was 'clean'- he looked very much so dirty. ..However, any other features the hobbit had were the normal hobbit traits: The brownish-curly hair (on head and feet). And rather plump stomach... Though his wasn't as plump as some, but not so much as others.
"Oh but we've come too far to part now."
The hobbit grinned, showing a set of rotting teeth, making the younger of the two pull back, not only in disgust, but in hatred of the adversary.
And as Pippin was studying his own captor, he soon took notice that he was being inspected himself. The hobbit began to surround the bounded Pippin, strideing from either side to the other of the bed, all the while staring at his captive.
"You should be thanking me.... I'm keeping you from your father."
The hobbit finally stopped pacing and took his own place on the bed, next to Pippin's side.
"He hates you, you know."
Pippin was hearing things he already knew...
"...What are you going to do with me?"
The restrained hobbit asked, trying to scoot away from the other at his side, wanting to avoid any contact with the scoundrel... Pippin didn't know where he was going with this talk... But he did know that he didn't like it.
" 'Just keep him safe..... And if you hurt him- or let any harm come about to him.. You'll regret it... And I'll make sure of it.' "
...He remembered that sneaky hobbit saying to him... The one with magic powers....
He shivered thinking about it.. What if the conjurer were in the room now?
He soon shook off the thought. -And looking at his little prisoner, he smirked.
The hobbit brought his hands to Pippin's face, who tried to pull away... but didn't succeed as the hobbit held his chin.
"I'll do as I please."
He said, shaking Pippin's head as he did so, making his hostage wince.
"Please... Just let my friends go.. -And I'll do whatever you want!"
The hobbit stopped hearing this, and almost laughed.
"You'll do whatever I want, whether you want to or not!"
He stated forcefully before he began to climb on top of Pippin. He was tired of talk, and Pippin was even afraid to breathe as the monster crawled on him, setting either one of his legs on either side of Pippin's waist. The look in the onerous hobbit's eyes frightened the bounded hobbit.
"You're a good-looking little devil, you know... I'm almost ashamed to say you'll be the best looking hobbit I've ever bedded."
Pippin heard these words and his heart began to race.
"No! Please don't."
He felt his face getting pale just at the thought. -And once the agressor began to tear off his clothes with a handy knife, at the sheath to his side, Pippin began to yell.
"No!"
The poor Took cried as he tried to fling the hobbit off him... But he was all too weak, as his asperser was much too powerful.
"Stop squirming or I'll cut your throat."
The hobbit hollered, as he struggled to get the rest of Pippin's clothes off.
..His threat had frightened Pippin at first... Enough to make him stop moving as he watched his own clothes being ripped from his skin.
..But once his clothes were off, Pippin began to watch the other hobbit taking off his own clothes.. revealing the brute's aching erection. ..Pippin's fear of being raped was soon greater than that of having his throat cut.
He screamed as the hobbit positioned himself in between Pippin's legs.
"Get away from me!"
Pippin moved himself as much as he could (which wasn't much at all) and cried as loud as possible (which was all very much).
"Shut! UP!"
The hobbit's yell was commanding, as forceful was the hand that slapped Pippin across the face.. Pippin's own yells became whimpers... While his frantic movements became quivering shakes.
The hopeless hobbit just layed there for sometime , trying to think of why he was even bothering to fight....
And the villianious hobbit, wanting just that, brought himself back to his previous position between Pippin's legs. He soon grabbed Pippin's legs, and began to pull him down- so that he would actually have access to the young hobbit's opening.
And being pulled down, Pippin felt his skin tearing even more from the rope that had been tied tightly around his wrists.
Tears flowed down his cheeks as he stared off to nowhere.....
His lower half was now being lifted up some- making his neck have to incline- sending a whole nother world of pain to his realization.
But it was nothing compared to the pain that soon began to enter his body.... And literally enter, it did.
The older hobbit began to grunt as he gradually pushed himself into the crying Took.
Pippin had never been violated so- and without proper lubrication- he found it even more painful.
However, the other hobbit licked his lips in satisfaction as he slid into the little hobbit's tight opening. His pre-cum was serving enough lubrication for his needs- but he did start out slowly.... As to not harm his own self.
Pippin began to shake his head at the certainly unwanted coruption and cried out in agony.
But once the dominating hobbit was used to the feeling, and ignoring his victim's cries of pain, his pace began to hasten. -He grabbed hold of Pippin's legs once more, and brought him closer and closer... Pushing in further and further, to pull back out, and then back again.
He watched Pippin's face of anguish and misery... The young hobbit's moans were very delectable. -And he pushed harder, just to hear him cry louder.
Pippin's eyes were open.. but he couldn't see a thing.. He could only feel his walls being torn apart- the blood flowing....
However, the sick hobbit did have some kind of cruel mercy for Pippin, and he reached for the younger hobbit's length. To provide him some unwanted- but needed pleasure. Needed to take his mind from the blinding pain.
But when Pippin felt his shaft being pumped by the scoundrel- he cried out in even more agony. ..For there was pleasure there, and that was the last feeling Pippin wanted from such a beast.
And hearing Pippin cries of pleasure mixed with even more pain- the hobbit grew with even more lust. Forgetting all about Pippin's "needs" he brought his hands under Pippin's bottom, to slant him more, for further enterance.... And from there, the aggressive hobbit began to roughly push in and out... Sweat fell from his brow as cries spurted from Pippin's mouth.
Pippin felt as if his arms were going to be ripped off, for the older hobbit kept bringing him closer... He had to do something he knew, So the Took tried to regroup and think, despite his current situation....
Sweat trickled down Pippin's face as he tried to concentrate... Though he did still yell out, for he was still being penetrated. But even so, he went on to twisting his wrists, pulling himslef up to make the hobbit on top of him pull back again... The monster was beginning to grunt, and Pippin knew he was about to reach his climax.
The hobbit himself knew this as well. And just that drove him to push even harder.
Pippin still hifted, which actually just helped the hobbit along, as he did for himself.. He could feel the ropes loosening... He just had to wait for that tiring moment when he would hopefully be able to overpower his rapist.
"Ahhh..."
The hobbit yelled out as his seed bursted into Pippin... Pressing in once more longer as he did, before he let his hands fall- as he did out.
Pippin then took advantage of the moment, and of the surprise he knew he would have, when he slipped his hands from the ropes- and quickly sat up.. Using all his energy to push the hobbit.
He indeed was taken by surprise- For if he was not.. He may not have fallen off the bed. The confused hobbit soon yelled out in distress, as Pippin hurriedly reached for the knife that had been used earlier to tear his clothes, and began to frantically cut the rope at his ankles.
But the hobbit on the floor was all too quick to le Pippin finish. However, Pippin turned the point of the blade just in time to fend the villian off some. Pippin stared coldly before he slashed out at his assaulter, who did jump back at first.
But as he watched the way Pippin even just held the dagger... He knew that the hobbit was not at all familiar with using the weapon, and most likely no weapon at all.
And how right he was...
As right as unintentional Pippin was... The older hobbit had lunged at him, and made Pippin jump in surprise, which sent the knife striaght through the hobbit's chest.
Pippin cried out as he felt the dagger pierce, and go through the other hobbit's flesh.
"No!"
Pippin yelled as the older hobbit fell forward, only sending the point further through. .....His body then slumped from the bed to the floor, and Pippin watched, horrified.
...A puddle of blood began to spill where the body layed, and the uddle grew as did Pippin's cries.
The aggrieved hobbit brought his hand to his head, and pulled at his hair, trying to hold back anymore tears... But failed dreadfully.
He had just killed something.... someone...
'He raped me! ..It was an accident! ...He's killed many others, I'm sure!' ..Pippin tried to think of reasons why he was innocent.. But none seemed to satisfy.... Except maybe one...
'He'd of killed Merry.'
Pippin then began to slip his remaining foot from it's restraint... He was still crying some, but not as much so....
He put on what clothes he could, most were actually the clothes of the hobbit that was dead on the floor....
The hobbit he had killed...
Pippin took one last look before he left.
*To Be Continued~
Sorry for the delay but I've been feeling pretty down lately.
Thank you though, for those of you who reviewed.. I hope you'll continue to... And thank you again Emma for your persistance. (and by he by) Although I think everyone who has read my story has already read the incredible fic. Ring Around the Merry (and if you haven't-what are you doing reading this crap?!) It's a really good story. ...I just wish my story could be half as good! So read it. I promise you'll like it. It has an Evil!Merry! and a helpless, devoted Pippin. What more could you ask for? :)
Previous Chapter: Pippin goes to the barn, and encounters Frodo before actually going in. He finds Merry bounded and gagged, along with his captors. Pippin is taken away by one after Frodo is "knocked out", knowing they plan to kill Merry. Once Pippin is gone, Merry sees Frodo really wasn't unconscious at all.
Warning: Slash, incest.. rape. OOC. AU?
Rated: R
Realized: Part 9
Pippin smiled as Merry kissed his forehead. ...He breathed in his older cousin's sweet smell, and relished the touch of Merry's lips on his skin.
-But the contact was soon lost. And the scent of Merry was soon replaced with the stench of smoke.
Pippin opened his eyes and saw Merry- tied up, just like before at the barn. Only now it was worse... Much worse.
Flames were engulfed about him, and all Pippin could hear was Merry's disheartening yells of pain and anguish.
Pippin tried to move. But could only watch as Merry burned.
The young hobbit began to yell himself. In anger first.. But then in fear, realizing he wouldn't be able to save Merry.
He cried so loudly his own ears rung.
And soon his whole face was shot through with pain.
"Shut up you little devil!"
Pippin's eyes opened, yet he continued to yell... Not as frantic as before.. But dazed, rather, up until they eventually faded as he looked about his surroundings.
The dim light of the small room he was placed in was bright on his unclear eyes- his face and neck hurt so very much... And he had no idea where he was.
He looked to the hobbit who had just slapped him, and saw it was his earlier captor. Pippin wanted to kick him- but found his feet, as well as his hands bound to the posts of the bed he was confined upon.
He struggled any other way, trying to free himself. And watching this- the free hobbit began to laugh.
The helpless hobbit's anger at the cruel hobbit's sneers quickly turned to despair, and he began to weep. And as Pippin's remorse grew, the other hobbit's laughter faded. He was getting as tired of watching as Pippin was of trying.
"Please... Please let me go."
Pippin pleaded, staring at the villian.... And even in the dimness of the light, he could observe the hobbit's features.
He was tall for a hobbit (as far as 'tall' goes for hobbits). Just as he had a crooked face. And although Pippin was sure he was 'clean'- he looked very much so dirty. ..However, any other features the hobbit had were the normal hobbit traits: The brownish-curly hair (on head and feet). And rather plump stomach... Though his wasn't as plump as some, but not so much as others.
"Oh but we've come too far to part now."
The hobbit grinned, showing a set of rotting teeth, making the younger of the two pull back, not only in disgust, but in hatred of the adversary.
And as Pippin was studying his own captor, he soon took notice that he was being inspected himself. The hobbit began to surround the bounded Pippin, strideing from either side to the other of the bed, all the while staring at his captive.
"You should be thanking me.... I'm keeping you from your father."
The hobbit finally stopped pacing and took his own place on the bed, next to Pippin's side.
"He hates you, you know."
Pippin was hearing things he already knew...
"...What are you going to do with me?"
The restrained hobbit asked, trying to scoot away from the other at his side, wanting to avoid any contact with the scoundrel... Pippin didn't know where he was going with this talk... But he did know that he didn't like it.
" 'Just keep him safe..... And if you hurt him- or let any harm come about to him.. You'll regret it... And I'll make sure of it.' "
...He remembered that sneaky hobbit saying to him... The one with magic powers....
He shivered thinking about it.. What if the conjurer were in the room now?
He soon shook off the thought. -And looking at his little prisoner, he smirked.
The hobbit brought his hands to Pippin's face, who tried to pull away... but didn't succeed as the hobbit held his chin.
"I'll do as I please."
He said, shaking Pippin's head as he did so, making his hostage wince.
"Please... Just let my friends go.. -And I'll do whatever you want!"
The hobbit stopped hearing this, and almost laughed.
"You'll do whatever I want, whether you want to or not!"
He stated forcefully before he began to climb on top of Pippin. He was tired of talk, and Pippin was even afraid to breathe as the monster crawled on him, setting either one of his legs on either side of Pippin's waist. The look in the onerous hobbit's eyes frightened the bounded hobbit.
"You're a good-looking little devil, you know... I'm almost ashamed to say you'll be the best looking hobbit I've ever bedded."
Pippin heard these words and his heart began to race.
"No! Please don't."
He felt his face getting pale just at the thought. -And once the agressor began to tear off his clothes with a handy knife, at the sheath to his side, Pippin began to yell.
"No!"
The poor Took cried as he tried to fling the hobbit off him... But he was all too weak, as his asperser was much too powerful.
"Stop squirming or I'll cut your throat."
The hobbit hollered, as he struggled to get the rest of Pippin's clothes off.
..His threat had frightened Pippin at first... Enough to make him stop moving as he watched his own clothes being ripped from his skin.
..But once his clothes were off, Pippin began to watch the other hobbit taking off his own clothes.. revealing the brute's aching erection. ..Pippin's fear of being raped was soon greater than that of having his throat cut.
He screamed as the hobbit positioned himself in between Pippin's legs.
"Get away from me!"
Pippin moved himself as much as he could (which wasn't much at all) and cried as loud as possible (which was all very much).
"Shut! UP!"
The hobbit's yell was commanding, as forceful was the hand that slapped Pippin across the face.. Pippin's own yells became whimpers... While his frantic movements became quivering shakes.
The hopeless hobbit just layed there for sometime , trying to think of why he was even bothering to fight....
And the villianious hobbit, wanting just that, brought himself back to his previous position between Pippin's legs. He soon grabbed Pippin's legs, and began to pull him down- so that he would actually have access to the young hobbit's opening.
And being pulled down, Pippin felt his skin tearing even more from the rope that had been tied tightly around his wrists.
Tears flowed down his cheeks as he stared off to nowhere.....
His lower half was now being lifted up some- making his neck have to incline- sending a whole nother world of pain to his realization.
But it was nothing compared to the pain that soon began to enter his body.... And literally enter, it did.
The older hobbit began to grunt as he gradually pushed himself into the crying Took.
Pippin had never been violated so- and without proper lubrication- he found it even more painful.
However, the other hobbit licked his lips in satisfaction as he slid into the little hobbit's tight opening. His pre-cum was serving enough lubrication for his needs- but he did start out slowly.... As to not harm his own self.
Pippin began to shake his head at the certainly unwanted coruption and cried out in agony.
But once the dominating hobbit was used to the feeling, and ignoring his victim's cries of pain, his pace began to hasten. -He grabbed hold of Pippin's legs once more, and brought him closer and closer... Pushing in further and further, to pull back out, and then back again.
He watched Pippin's face of anguish and misery... The young hobbit's moans were very delectable. -And he pushed harder, just to hear him cry louder.
Pippin's eyes were open.. but he couldn't see a thing.. He could only feel his walls being torn apart- the blood flowing....
However, the sick hobbit did have some kind of cruel mercy for Pippin, and he reached for the younger hobbit's length. To provide him some unwanted- but needed pleasure. Needed to take his mind from the blinding pain.
But when Pippin felt his shaft being pumped by the scoundrel- he cried out in even more agony. ..For there was pleasure there, and that was the last feeling Pippin wanted from such a beast.
And hearing Pippin cries of pleasure mixed with even more pain- the hobbit grew with even more lust. Forgetting all about Pippin's "needs" he brought his hands under Pippin's bottom, to slant him more, for further enterance.... And from there, the aggressive hobbit began to roughly push in and out... Sweat fell from his brow as cries spurted from Pippin's mouth.
Pippin felt as if his arms were going to be ripped off, for the older hobbit kept bringing him closer... He had to do something he knew, So the Took tried to regroup and think, despite his current situation....
Sweat trickled down Pippin's face as he tried to concentrate... Though he did still yell out, for he was still being penetrated. But even so, he went on to twisting his wrists, pulling himslef up to make the hobbit on top of him pull back again... The monster was beginning to grunt, and Pippin knew he was about to reach his climax.
The hobbit himself knew this as well. And just that drove him to push even harder.
Pippin still hifted, which actually just helped the hobbit along, as he did for himself.. He could feel the ropes loosening... He just had to wait for that tiring moment when he would hopefully be able to overpower his rapist.
"Ahhh..."
The hobbit yelled out as his seed bursted into Pippin... Pressing in once more longer as he did, before he let his hands fall- as he did out.
Pippin then took advantage of the moment, and of the surprise he knew he would have, when he slipped his hands from the ropes- and quickly sat up.. Using all his energy to push the hobbit.
He indeed was taken by surprise- For if he was not.. He may not have fallen off the bed. The confused hobbit soon yelled out in distress, as Pippin hurriedly reached for the knife that had been used earlier to tear his clothes, and began to frantically cut the rope at his ankles.
But the hobbit on the floor was all too quick to le Pippin finish. However, Pippin turned the point of the blade just in time to fend the villian off some. Pippin stared coldly before he slashed out at his assaulter, who did jump back at first.
But as he watched the way Pippin even just held the dagger... He knew that the hobbit was not at all familiar with using the weapon, and most likely no weapon at all.
And how right he was...
As right as unintentional Pippin was... The older hobbit had lunged at him, and made Pippin jump in surprise, which sent the knife striaght through the hobbit's chest.
Pippin cried out as he felt the dagger pierce, and go through the other hobbit's flesh.
"No!"
Pippin yelled as the older hobbit fell forward, only sending the point further through. .....His body then slumped from the bed to the floor, and Pippin watched, horrified.
...A puddle of blood began to spill where the body layed, and the uddle grew as did Pippin's cries.
The aggrieved hobbit brought his hand to his head, and pulled at his hair, trying to hold back anymore tears... But failed dreadfully.
He had just killed something.... someone...
'He raped me! ..It was an accident! ...He's killed many others, I'm sure!' ..Pippin tried to think of reasons why he was innocent.. But none seemed to satisfy.... Except maybe one...
'He'd of killed Merry.'
Pippin then began to slip his remaining foot from it's restraint... He was still crying some, but not as much so....
He put on what clothes he could, most were actually the clothes of the hobbit that was dead on the floor....
The hobbit he had killed...
Pippin took one last look before he left.
*To Be Continued~
Sorry for the delay but I've been feeling pretty down lately.
Thank you though, for those of you who reviewed.. I hope you'll continue to... And thank you again Emma for your persistance. (and by he by) Although I think everyone who has read my story has already read the incredible fic. Ring Around the Merry (and if you haven't-what are you doing reading this crap?!) It's a really good story. ...I just wish my story could be half as good! So read it. I promise you'll like it. It has an Evil!Merry! and a helpless, devoted Pippin. What more could you ask for? :)
