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                          GOBLIN KING



              "2509- Celebrian, journeying to Lorien, is

                     waylaid in the redhorn pass..."

                     -- The Tale of Years,

                        from "The Return of the King"

      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 onshreds 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
    head.

      "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..
    don't.."

      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
    gaze.

      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 soft 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
    implications.

      "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!"

      Her thoughts melted with the heat of hot shaft of wolf-meat
    driving relentlessly into her. She rocked back and forth on her
    hands and knees, savoring the deep penetration. She could feel
    the knot bumping against the entrance to her sex, and a thrill
    went through her -- half fear, half desire -- as she wondered if
    this wolf would tie with her. The wolf-chief had been so
    monstrously endowed that she had not been able to take his
    entire cock, much less his knot. Lowering his snout, the wolf
    began to lick Celebrian's neck. She moaned hotly, then turned
    her head to let the wolf's tongue slide across her cheek and
    brush the side of her mouth. The wolf's tempo began to increase,
    his panting growing faster and louder, his fur brushing up and
    down the length of Celebrian's back in time with his frantic
    thrusting, in and out, in and out. She moaned again, louder, as
    the wolf pushed harder and his knot forced its way into her for
    the first time. He thrust a few more times before unleashing his
    load of seed with a howl. Celebrian gasped as flooding warmth
    filled her spasming sex and seemed to spread throughout her
    body. With a sigh she lowered herself to the stony ground,
    pulling the wolf down with her by his cock imbedded in her pussy.

      It was some time before the wolf eased his softening penis and
    trotted off. Celebrian could feel the semen oozing out of her
    sex, dimly aware also of the wolves fawning on their chief once
    more, all eagerly vying to be the next one to ravage her. A
    smile played across her lips as she listened, comparing it to
    the days, centuries past, when Noldor and Sindar youths had
    beseeched her father for permission to court her. She imagined
    them gathered in a throng beneath the talan, demanding that
    Celeborn bring down his daughter so that they could take turns
    fucking her...

      She heard the sound of wolf-paws padding towards her and
    realized that the use of her body had been passed on to the next
    lucky suitor. Keeping her cheek pressed against the stone she
    drew her knees forward, raising her rump high into the air, her
    eyes closed and a dreamy expression on her face as she waited
    patiently. She felt fur brush across her rear and giggled at the
    tickling sensation. The tip of the wolf's penis parted the folds
    of her sex, probing tentatively. "What are you waiting for?"
    murmured Celebrian. It started sliding into her, and she could
    feel it wasn't as large as the previous wolf's. "Mmmm... a
    little on the small side, isn't it?" It withdrew from her for a
    moment, and she waited again for it to mount her more forcefully.

      Celebrian's eyes flew open in pain and shock, and her agonized
    scream echoed through the cave as the wolf shoved his cock into
    her virgin ass. The orcs, who had for a while been so quiet that
    she had forgotten that they were there, broke into shouts and
    raucous laughter, cheering the sodomizing beast on. Tears of
    pain streamed down Celebrian's face as the entire cock (which
    didn't seem so small now!) sank into her tight rear passage. The
    beast's snarls had a definite vindictive tone -- she had
    forgotten that the wargs understood speech! Now the wolf began
    thrusting. Celebrian gritted her teeth, pridefuly trying to deny
    the orcs the satisfaction of hearing her scream again. The wolf
    fucked her ass mercilessly, growling and snarling as he did so.
    Celebrian whimpered softly with each thrust. She dearly hoped
    that the remaining wolves would not decide to emulate this one.

      With a snarl the wolf started ramming his cock harder and
    harder into her ass. Celebrian gave a sharp squeal of pain as
    the knot began driving in and out. The fluid leaking from the
    wolf's cock had lubricated her rectum so that the penis slid
    more easily, but Celebrian still winced each time it slammed
    into her. The thought occured to her that it wouldn't be such a
    discomfort if she had been introduced to it before. Perhaps it
    might even be pleasurable. If somehow she were rescued, she
    thought, perhaps Elrond might be persuaded to...

      The wolf bore down on her with all his might, panting from the
    exertion. His cock was all the way inside her ass now, and the
    wolf fucked her with short, stabbing thrusts, rubbing the knot
    just inside her anus. Suddenly Celebrian felt the wolf's body
    stiffen, just as his penis began unloading a hot torrent of
    semen into her bowels. Glad it was almost over, she lay there
    motionless, enduring the cock and swelling knot stuck in her ass
    while silently reminding herself not to antagonize whichever
    wolf was next.

      After a few minutes the wolf's cock had shrunk down enough for
    him to withdraw it, and Celebrian sighed with relief when he did
    so. Once more the wolves sought their leader's approval to
    satisfy themselves on their soft elven plaything. Celebrian
    waited anxiously, rising on hands and knees to assume a
    submissive, ready-to-be-mounted posture again. Soon she heard
    the next beast walking towards her. She wondered nervously
    whether this one would use her pussy or her ass.

      The wolf's head nudged against her ribs and pushed her
    sideways. Puzzled, Celebrian raised her rear higher, rotating
    her hips invitingly. Instead of mounting her, the wolf put his
    head under her and flipped her roughly onto her back. Slightly
    dazed, she shook her head, wondering what the wolf wanted of
    her. Then she noticed what was dandling just in front of her
    face.

      The wolf's red cock protruded from its sheath, glistening wet,
    inches from her mouth.

      Celebrian squirmed, hesitating. "Please, no," she pleaded in a
    low voice, "not that!" The wolf snarled impatiently and moved
    forward so that his cock almost touched her lips. She closed her
    eyes for a moment, steeling herself. Then, eyes still tightly
    shut, she extended her tongue and ran it across the tip of the
    wolf's penis. She forced her eyes open, examining the swollen
    organ. Then she began licking the shaft, gliding her tongue up
    and down its impressive length. Once she had coated the whole
    thing with her saliva she began kissing it, pressing her lips
    against every inch, slowly working her way from the balls and
    knot down to the tip. She opened her mouth and with ever-
    lessening reluctance closed her lips around the first inch or so
    of the wolf's rock-hard penis. She moved forward, taking more
    and more cock into her mouth. The savage warg whimpered like a
    puppy.  Celebrian smiled around her mouthful of wolf-cock,
    amused that she now had some bit of control. She began sucking
    in earnest, massaging the length with her lips as she moved her
    mouth up and down on it. She could hear the wolf panting.
    Obviously he was enjoying her performance, and Celebrian had to
    admit she was becoming aroused as well. "What manner of slattern
    have I become?" she asked herself as she continued sucking the
    wolf's cock. "Am I a harlot for the beasts of the wood?"

      She imagined herself standing nude in a clearing in a forest.
    A wolf appeared, dragging an elk across the ground. His erect
    penis protruded from his sheath as he brought his prey over to
    her and lay it at her feet. She looked down at it, appraising
    it, as the wolf rubbed his head against her legs. "Yes, this
    will be sufficient payment." She bent over and grabbed her
    ankles. The wolf climbed on and thrust into her...

      Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt the wolf's cock
    slip from her mouth. The wolf lay down on his side and raised
    one leg into the air, exposing his engorged penis. Celebrian
    smiled and got on all fours as she crawled towards him. Burying
    her face in the wolf's crotch she licked and sucked his
    testicles, then took his cock into her mouth once more. The wolf
    wagged its tail appreciatively as Celebrian nursed on his penis.
    She found herself mentaly comparing its size to those of
    Elrond's hunting hounds, but immediately drove the half-formed
    image from her mind. As she continued pleasuring the wolf with
    her mouth, her hand crept slowly down her body to find her sex.
    The congealing semen deposited by the first two wargs oozed from
    her folds, as well as some that had leaked out of her ass from
    the third. Her own juices were flowing freely as well. Her
    delicate fingers rubbed her clitoris, becoming sticky with the
    warm mixture of fluids.

      She felt fur brushing against her back, and something warm,
    wet, and firm pressing against the hand between her legs.

      Celebrian wrapped her hand around the newcomer's cock and
    guided the tip into her sex, then ran her fingertip
    tantalizingly along the length before moving her hand away.
    Still working her mouth up and down on the first wolf's cock,
    she raised her ass up, causing an inch or so of the second
    beast's penis to enter her. Her heart beat wildly as she waited,
    wanting, needing...

      Celebrian moaned around her mouthful of cock as the second
    wolf impaled her. This one was as big as the chief! She savored
    the huge thing driving in and out, in and out. Each thrust
    pressed her face against the wolf she was fellating. She brought
    her mouth off of it for a moment as she felt her climax nearing.
    Her long hair whipped around as she tossed back her head,
    gasping for air. "Ohhhh! Yes! Harder!" Her shame was completely
    gone. She cared not the slightest what the orcs saw her do.
    "Pleeease! Harder! Yes, ohhhhhhh, fuck me harder!" One last
    thought of her husband entered her mind. "Please forgive me,
    beloved," she whispered, "but it feels so good." Then she
    resumed her lustful entreaties to her ravisher. "Yes, harder! So
    gooood! Fuck me! Fuck me harderrrrrrrrr!ohhhhhhhhhhyesss!"
    Feeling her orgasm begin she took the first wolf's cock in her
    mouth again and began to suck...


                            EPILOGUE

      "This is completely pointless," muttered Elrohir, tramping
    along in the snow beside his twin brother. Both were dressed in
    winter combat gear.

      "Pointless," agreed Elladan. "Personaly, I doubt mother is in
    any danger. Father probably just wanted to be alone with Arwen.
    The little tramp."

    "She's such a slut," affirmed Elrohir. "Not that that's exactly bad..."

    "Next time I want her to suck *me*," demanded Elladan.

     "No, it was your turn last time."

     "Was not!"

     "Was!"

     "Was not! I fucked her last time!"

     "So, what's wrong with that?"

     "Well, nothing, its just... what was that?"

     "What was what?" Both elves stopped in their tracks. From
    behind the bushes to their right there came a low moan. They
    drew their swords and moved towards the sound cautiously,
    sneaking behind the bushes to see who or what made the sound.

    "Mother?!?!" they gasped simultaneously. Celebrian lay in the
    snow, completely nude. Her lips and cheeks were thick with dried
    semen, as was her pubic hair and the fingers slowly stroking her
    sex.

      "Harder!" she pleaded softly. "Fuck me harder!" The twins
    looked at each other in disbelief. Celebrian writhed on the
    ground, now with both hands between her legs and rubbing her
    sperm-encrusted mound.

    "I get the mouth," announced Elrohir, undoing his trousers.

    "Hey!" protested Elladan. "That's not fair!"