Arwen picked glanced frantically behind her as she ran as fast as her tired legs could carry her.

Gondor had fallen, all was lost as darkness overwhelmed middle earth and the world of men came to an abrupt end. The Orcks had overunned her village and she watched in horror as they raped, plundered and tortured the survivors. Sauron's power was spreading like a cloak of darkness over middle earth.

On and on she ran through the night, but it was useless. The Orcks had picked up her scent and were steadily gaining ground. Alone in the woods, her capture was inevitable. Already she heard the heavy fall of their footsteps in the distance and could smell their rancid rotting flesh. Suddenly, a net enveloped her form and brought her tumbling to the ground, knocking her senseless.

Sauron had given strict orders to the Orcks not to harm a hair on his precious prey. And the unholy lustful desires of these creatures paled in comparison to their primeval fear for their master.

They had obediently brought her unconscious body back to the Tower. There, Arwen lay shackled in chains to the walls of the unholy castle.

As consciousness took hold, Arwen opened her eyes and realised that she was lying in a spread-eagled position on the cold floor with her arms locked in chains above her head. Her legs likewise were spread apart and chained to the floor. Her fear swiftly returned as she realised her utterly helpless predicament.

Suddenly, the silence of the night was disrupted by a distant scraping sound which came from the opposite wall of the dungeon. It grew louder and louder and she sensed something approaching. The sound stopped suddenly and was replaced by a repeated thumping. Soon, a small segment of the stone wall began to move outwards and finally fell to the floor.

A malevolent set of eyes peered from within the darkness. She noticed she was not alone. Some one, or something was huddled in the shadows of the small hole. The thing had noticed she was now conscious and crept hesitantly forward to take a closer look at her. As more of its shrunken, deformed form emerged from the shadows, Arwen realised it was Gollum.

The creature's evil face broke into an unholy smile as it saw whom the captor was and the vulnerable state she was in. Eagerly it scampered forward to take a closer look at the lovely captive, taking in her nubile supple form.

Gollum; "Ahhh...Lady Arwen, pretty pretty Arwen, so pretty...." it chanted to itself.

Arwen pleaded: "Quickly, you have to unlock the shackles, the Orcks will return soon."

"No no no." Golumn shook its deformed head, "Golumn no unlock locks, Arwen wants yes?"

"Yes, please unlock, find the keys please." She again pleaded.

The creature appeared undecided for awhile as it retreated again into the shadows muttering to itself. After awhile it returned to her side.

"Golumn will help Arwen yes, but Arwen give herself" it smiled malevolently to her.

"What do you mean? I don't understand?" She looked at it uncertainly.

"Golumn like Arwen" The creature chanted, "Golumn want Arwen, like Arwen, want Arwen."

Unsure of what it meant, and in sheer desperation, she finally said: "ok ok, you can have me, so please find the keys first."

A look of victory spread over its face as it said "No, Golumn take Arwen first, then get keys."

Arwen realised she had little choice and again conceded uncertainly. The creature drew closer to her face. She could feel its putrid breath and was repulsed by its closeness. "We begin now."

It disappeared from her view for a moment and then she felt its clammy fingers unfastening her dress. Her heart sank as she realised at last what Golumn wanted. The very thought of the act with this deformed freak of nature utterly disgusted her and she tried to play for time.

"No wait Golumn, get the keys first. This is too dangerous a place for this. Get the keys first."

The creature ignored her as it continued to unfasten the buttons of her dress. With a quick jerk it ripped the silk fabric open to reveal Arwen silky smooth stomach and bra. She flinched as its cold clammy fingers made contact with the warm sensitive skin on her flat stomach.

Lovingly the creature caressed her flat stomach, savouring the feel of the smooth silken texture as it's wondering hands moved upwards and ever closer to her bra.

"Please stop, please, this is not right" she pleaded again, but it was deaf to her pleas.

As she felt his fingers close in on the fastenings of her bra, she cried out: "If you touch me further I'll scream."

That finally got its attention. The creature paused in mid-thought and looked at her as it contemplated her last threat. "Scream? You scream? No, you won't scream. Orcks will come if you scream. No, you lie, you wont scream." It laughed softly to itself as it resumed its unfinished task of unhooking her bra.

With another deft flick of its wrist it released the last hook and tossed the silky garment aside. Arwen could feel the cool damp air against her now exposed breasts. She shuddered as she felt its damp hands wondering one breast, moving over to the other.

"So beautiful, so pretty and soft" it chanted to itself as it continued to massage her champagne cupped breasts. It lowered its head to her chest as its nostrils closely followed the contours of her supple mounds, stopping at the tip of her right best to settle on her pink nipple.

Arwen breathed in sharply, taken by surprise as Golumn hungrily latched on to her right nipple with its forked tongue, sucking on it violently, savouring the flavour and texture of the small tip in its mouth. A bolt of electricity shot surged through her body as Arwen felt Golumn's warm wet mouth engulfing her nipple. She had never been touched in this fashion before and the new sensations flowing through her body were both intoxicating and also frightening.

Golumn persisted with his artful ministrations slowly coating the sensitive pink tip with a thick layer of sticky saliva, eventually coaxing the unwilling nipple to full erection before releasing the now quivering tip. He paused to take in his handy work, pinching the tortured nipple between his fingers and watching in fascination as the pink nub grew larger as it filled with blood.

Golumn's mouth left a sticky trail of saliva across her chest as it followed the wondering forked tongue on to her left breast, slowly subjecting it to the same sweet torment. In no time, it had teased the twin tips on both of Arwen's well shaped breast to full erection.

Arwen protested weakly, but she was at the mercy of Gollum. She had forsaken immortality but in assuming a mortal physical body, she had also unwittingly inherited the weaknesses and frailties of her new mortal form. Sexual pleasure was a new experience and Gollum was taking its time in introducing this intoxicating forbidden pleasure to her unwilling flesh.

She felt Golumn's tongue releasing her left nipple as the creature climbed over her and she caught a brief glimpse of a throbbing form that was protruding from the loin cloth between its legs. Its wondering forked tongue now traced a silvery path up the side of her breast slowly towards the damp moist sensitive cleft of her arm-pit.

Golumn's reptilian tongue was very sensitive and it could feel the slight change in texture of Arwen's silken smooth skin as the tip of the tongue left the gentle contours of her breast and entered the ticklish region of Arwen's arm-pit. Arwen flinched involuntarily as she felt the wondering tip of the forked tongue gently exploring this intimate region. The skin here was warmer and more damp and through its forked tongue it could taste her musky fragrant perspiration. Goose bumps broke out and she fought to control the wave of disgust that washed over her.

Arwen was still struggling to make sense of the new unfamiliar delicious sensations that were coursing through her body. The mere thought of physical contact with Golumn provoked an instant wave of revulsion in her. Yet she also realised a more sinister urge that was beckoning to her from this sweet torment.

She was vaguely aware that Golumn had left her side and was slowly clambering down her flat stomach, intent on exploring every nook and cranny of her body. Suddenly, her heart was in her mouth as she realised that its deformed head was slowly moving towards the region between her legs. She breathed a sign of relieve as the creature appeared to ignore the region and instead focused on savouring the sweet creamy flesh of her long lithe legs.

Its shrunken head disappeared from her limited vision but she could feel its putrid breath settling on her lower left inner sole as the snaking tongue traced a delicate moist path along her inner leg. The teasing ticklish sensation it evoked was unbearable causing Arwen's body to writhe and twist, held only in place by her iron locks.

She almost cried out in despair when she again realised that Golumn was moving inevitably towards the sweet nether region between her legs. Clad now only in her panties, she prayed for some miracle which would divert the creature from its path. But her prayers remained unanswered.

Arwen tried to look down, she could now only see part of Golumn's head but she could feel the snaking tongue now moving up along the inner side of her upper thighs. Golumn took its time as it moved its tongue alternately between her left and right inner thigh covering the creamy flesh in wet sticky kisses. Her apprehension increased as it drew nearer and nearer to the apex between her legs, and she could feel her heart racing.

Pausing now between her legs, Golumn raised its head and made eye contact with her. It took pleasure in the terror and apprehension that registered in Arwen's eyes and returned the look with a lustful sinister smile before disappearing once more from her vision.

Arwen's heart was in her mouth as she sensed, rather then felt Golumn approaching her sweet center. She only just managed to stifle a cry of protest as she felt the first feathery touches of Golumn's tongue settle between her legs, through the thin silky fabric of her panties. Slowly and gently the creature explored the now moist opening of her vagina through the fine silky fabric. She twisted her body, straining against her bonds in protest but was unable to evade his persistent tongue and nose.

She had never been touched in that secret forbidden area before and her body was experiencing its first awakenings. Arwen shut her eyes and tried to make sense of what was happening to her. A bolt of electricity jolted her eyes wide open. Golumn had located her small clitoris through the sheer silky material of her panties and its forked tongue was engaging in an intimate embrace of the highly sensitive organ. "What are you doing to me you disgusting creature" she muttered.

Golumn did not answer her and only took further delight in her increasing discomfort. He was so close to her warm wet opening now that only the sheer material of the silk fabric separated his probing tongue and nostrils from the sweet nexus which lay at between Arwen's legs. Moving still closer he could feel her warm moist heat radiating through the thin material and caught the scent of her musky fragrance.

Unable to control himself, with trembling fingers Golumn unfastened the flimsy silk material and tore it aside. His eyes widened and an evil lustful grin filled his faces as he gazed down on Arwen's small pink opening which peered out from a trim turf of pubic hair.

Arwen could feel the cool moist air making contact with the opening to her intimate interior, as the last remnant of her clothing was torn from her. She now lay totally naked and had never felt more vulnerable. Golumn's earlier ministrations had already awoken her inexperienced body, giving it a tantalizing glimpse of the forbidden pleasures that lay dormant deep within her. Her heart was in her mouth as she waited helplessly for what Golums would subject her to.

Smacking his lips eagerly, Golumn buried his nose and mouth between Arwen's wide open legs, relishing his first taste of her intimate opening. No longer hindered by the silky barrier, he heard her sharp intake of breath and felt an involuntary shudder running through her tormented body as his snaking tongue made first direct contact with the sensitive slit, exploring the outer edges of her vagina.

A soft moan escaped Arwen's dry lips, she felt her heart race and was breathless. The ticklish sensation of Golumn's probing tongue was almost unbearable and she was helpless as he relentlessly teased her tortured reluctant body into a fevered sexual frenzy. "Please stop teasing me, I can't take any more of this" she begged weakly.

But it only encouraged him on. Slowly his wondering tongue moved from her outer passages toward her even more sensitive center. Golumn did not hurry and took his time to explore every moist fold of Arwen's vagina. He could taste a new wetness through the quivering walls of her vagina and detected the unmistakable odour of her increased arousal.

Once again he moved slowly towards the small pink nub of her clitoris. The exquisite pearly organ now lay totally exposed, no longer covered by its silky barrier. The pink nub was quite small and lay buried within the now moist folds of her vagina. But it was still easily accessible by Golumn's thin and highly flexible forked tongue. Again the snaking tongue was able to seek out the sensitive nub, but this time, no longer hindered by a silky barrier, its embrace was many times more intimate and sanguine.

Golumn smiled to himself as he felt Arwen's body convulse and jerk almost of the floor as his forked tongue coiled itself around the small pink nub, ensnaring it like a serpent would embrace its victim.

Arwen's eyes snapped wide open. "Oh my god what is happening to me?" Golumn's insistent tongue was quickly fanning a burning flame that was fast consuming her from within. She shook her head from side to side trying hard to block out the intense energy that was spreading from between her legs, threatening to overwhelm her very being. Her fevered body now glistened in the moon light, covered in a fine sheet of perspiration as it continued a loosing battle against Golumn's invading tongue.

Sensing her heightened arousal through her unwilling flesh, Golumn redoubled its efforts. As his probing tongue continued its sweet torment of Arwen's clitoris, he could feel the quivering organ swell larger as it filled with blood, turning from a moist pink to a darker crimson red, making it even easier to target. Not content with teasing her already aroused nub, his free hands wondered above his head, creeping up her sweat slick body to seek her aroused and tender nipple again.

Totally unaccustomed to this forbidden delight, her body stiffened with pleasure and she rolled her head from side to side, trying to block out the delicious warm sensation that was spreading from her between her legs to the rest of her unwilling body.

Even as he continued the sweet torment, Golumn's gaze never wavered from Arwen's face and he took increasing satisfaction in watching Arwen fight a loosing battle. He stopped a moment as he noted her moist lips and glazed eyes, and then gently took hold of her clitoris between his teeth and ground the fully erect nub. The effect on Arwen was instantaneous and a moan of pleasure escaped her moist parted lips. Slowly he coaxed her unwilling body into feverish state. He could feel her hot and moist body tensely coiled.

Arwen now felt an overwhelming and inexplicable hunger and need for release that was even more intense then the molten flames that were fast consuming her from within. Her body no longer had a mind of its own. Intoxicated with pleasure, her fevered body responded to every minute flick of Golumn's teasing tongue as it slowly but surely subcumed to the hedonistic pleasure.