"So impolite, Maitimo?" purred the lieutenant, a wide smirk revealing the white teeth behind his lips, and Maedhros rolled his eyes in annoyance.
He came to regret it almost immediately, the bold gesture being the perfect invitation for Mairon to fulfill his master's order.
For nearly an hour the dungeons were filled with the poor elf's pleas and screams of agony. The rest of the prisoners jerked away in their cages, covering their ears as disgust swirled in their stomachs at the horrific noises.
Maedhros begged and cried, throwing himself at the Maia's feet at last, enduring the atrocities brought upon him until he fell limp on the floor.
When his captor stopped the ministrations, he felt his head heavy and his eyes rolling back in their sockets, a sudden wave of dizziness and tiredness beckoning him to sleep with the promise of relief.
Just at that moment, with him on the verge of passing out, an orc climbed down the stairs and hummed to the lieutenant,
"The master demands thy presence in the throne room, my lord, and he wishes to see the damn pet as well."
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Of Love and Torture
FanfictionThis is an Angbang/Silmarillion fanfic written by me and the incredible @SweetieDoggie. In which an irritable Melkor, a disaster-prone Mairon and an unfortunate Maedhros all end up in the same fortress, so naturally chaos ensues.
