defies_gravity (defies_gravity) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-09-16 22:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, !trigger warning, elphaba thropp, luthien tinuviel |
Who: Lúthien and Elphaba
When: During Kryptonite plot
Where: Their house
What: Evil!Lúthy has free reign.
Rating/Warning: NC17 / Bondage, slight non-con, abuse
Status: Complete
Luthien smiled down at herself. The light side, or the good side, or as far as she was concerned, the weak side. So easily led astray, and now firmly tied in the cellar. “I’ll check on you later, after I am done with our fiance.” She smiled at other her’s panicked expression. “I only intend to show her a new side to love.”
Then she headed up to the main floor, and locked the door to the basement. She arranged herself elegantly on the couch to wait for Elphaba, wearing little more than a black corset and knickers.
Elphaba wasn't sure what had gotten into Lúthien today. Sure she'd sent her naughty pictures while she was at work before, but bondage? It was very unlike the Lúthien she knew. She pushed the front door of their home open and came to a standstill as she saw Lúthien on the couch, shock stealing her words and making her gawpe like a fish.
She smiled, and stretched, making a beckoning motion with her fingers. “Are you going to stand there all day, or are you going to come over here and greet me, my love?” Her eyes were hooded, and her hair seemed to almost glitter like a night sky.
“I...I…” Elphaba shook her head as she moved slowly into the room, dropping her briefcase by the door as she pushed it to. “Hi,” she greeted quietly, sitting down beside her on the couch and kissing her sweetly.
Luthien grinned into the kiss, snaking her hand around Elphaba and rubbing a finger up her spine. “You’re over dressed.”
“Not surprising considering I just walked in the door,” Elphaba joked. “I don’t work at a strip club after all,” she kissed her again, smiling against her lips.
"You should." She pinned Elphie's arms to the couch. Her eyes flashed with an unusual, almost malicious emotion. "Ill have to punish you."
“I don’t want to be seen or touched by anyone but you, my love,” Elphaba told her. “Is this the part where you call me a ‘bad girl’?” she grinned. Lúthien being her only partner up until now, she didn’t really have any experience with ‘dirty talk’ or anything kinky.
"Yes." She grinned at Elphie, then pulled out some rope as she kissed at her neck. "I want to give into my dark side."
“What’s that for?” Elphaba asked, a flicker of apprehension lighting in her gut at the sight of the rope.
"Remember that picture I sent you?" Luthien sat up and grinned down at her. "I want that to be you."
Elphaba smiled nervously up at Lúthien, the flicker turning into a knot of worry. "I don't know..."
“Trust me.” Luthien said, her eyes glinting. “I have so many plans for you.”
"I...I trust you but..." Elphaba licked her lips. "Does it have to be so...intricate?"
“No. It could be much simpler,” Luthien promised. This was going to be fun, and if she did it right, her ‘better’ half would be forced to watch, and suffer. Maybe she’d lock the two of them away together, and take over Luthien’s life. She quite liked the taste of darkness.
“I don’t know Lúthy…” Elphaba told her uncertainly, thumbs gently rubbing back and forth on Lúthien’s hips.
“I wouldn’t leave you tied up, all alone.” She leaned in and kissed her. There was fire in her kiss.
Elphaba spent a few minutes kissing her, feeling the fierceness from Lúthien’s lips and her passion in the movement of her body against hers. It was almost drugging. “Mmm...ok,” Elphaba agreed as she pulled away a little, breathing heavily. “But just a little bit,” she grinned.
Luthien grinned, then hopped off of Elphaba and pulled her up. “The tree. I’ll tie you to the tree.”
"I...ok," Elphaba smiled as she fiddled with the hem of her shirt, still a little nervous. She reminded herself that she trusted Lúthien and she wouldn't hurt her or leave her tied up alone.
Laughing, she pulled Elphie up and guided her over to the tree, then started to tie her to it, hands and legs spread eagled. Then she started to strip her. Slowly, sensuously, kissing every bit of exposed skin.
Elphaba closed her eyes as Lúthien tied her to the tree, trying to keep herself calm by focussing on Lúthien’s mouth as it moved over her skin and she removed her clothes.
She kissed Elphaba lightly, then held up a finger. “I’ll be right back.” Then she stepped away towards the basement. She descended the stairs, and grabbed the other her by the hair.
Good Luthien groaned through her gag, getting bruised and bumped as she was pulled up the stairs. She looked out a crack in the door and started to thrash a bit when she saw Elphaba, but she was too low for her lover to see her.
Evil Luthien stepped out of the basement, holding a blanket. She used it to cushion Elphaba against the tree and smiled at her. “The safe word is Silmaril.”
“Safe word?” Elphaba asked, her breathing a little ragged as she looked at Lúthien in confusion.
“For if you need me to stop,” she replied, sliding a hand down Elphie’s stomach.
In the basement stairway, Luthien tried to get to the door.
“Ok,” Elphaba nodded, biting her lip as Lúthien’s hand slid down her stomach. Needing something to keep her occupied, she told Lúthien, “Kiss me” as she looked down at the other woman’s lips.
Laughing deeply, Luthien kissed Elphaba. Demanding, and commanding, as her fingers demanded something else entirely. She got a buzz, knowing she had full control of Elphaba, and knowing that her other half could only watch.
Elphaba whimpered into Lúthien’s mouth as her fingers started to work her body. It hadn’t completely allayed her fears, she was still nervous, but there didn’t seem to be anything to worry about...yet.
Subtley, she tightened the bindings, making it harder for Elphana to struggle. Her other hand slid up, and closed around Elphie’s throat, and squeezed gently. Just enough for there to be pressure.
"Lú...Lúthien?" Elphaba asked uneasily as best she could. She wriggled against the bindings, testing the new tightness. "Wha...what are you...?" she hadn't stuttered since she was a little girl.
“Trust me,” Luthien whispered, and squeezed a little harder. “It will enhance the pleasure. I’ve done internet research.”
"I do...don't know if I..." Elphaba tried to speak, but Lúthien's hand was making it harder and harder. She could feel a sense of panic rising from the pit of her stomach.
“That’s not the safe word,” She warned, her normally light eyes becoming darker and darker. Her sensitive ears could hear the light side of her trying to get through the door.
"Lúthien...you're hurting me," Elphaba just managed to get the words out. She couldn't remember the word. Should have repeated it when Lúthien said it first.
Luthien smiled darkly, her fingers tightening. Something bumped against the door to the basement, and Luthien’s head pushed the door open. “Oh. She shouldn’t have done that.” She leaned into Elphaba’s ear, pressing her thumbs into her larynx and whispered “Good bye.”
“Lúth…” Elphaba’s voice was strangled as Lúthien’s fingers tightened around her throat. Something was utterly wrong. Elphaba panicked. She closed her eyes, but she couldn’t think as Lúthien pressed harder on her throat. She had to get out!
The sudden searing light from behind her shone through her eyelids and shocked her. When she cast a glance over her shoulder, she realised the tree she was tied to was completely ablaze, but it seemed like she was immune to the fire while others weren’t. Taking advantage, as soon as her bonds had burned away, she grabbed up her clothes and ran for the front door, picking her bag up with her as she went. Naked, she ran to her car, got in and locked herself in, hands fumbling to put the keys from her bag in the ignition. She reversed out of the driveway and drove down the street, wiping her cheeks free of tears she hadn’t realised she’d been crying. Coming to a stop two blocks away, she took a deep breath and began the awkward process of dressing herself in the driver’s seat.
Luthien was too occupied with trying to put out a fire on her tree to go chasing after Elphaba. She grabbed a hose and a fire extinguisher, and managed to bring things under control. Angry, she stormed over to the basement door, and kicked her other self down the stairs. She heard a satisfying crunch, and slammed the door.
Elphaba sat in her car, trying to bring her shaking hands under control while she tried to think of what to do next. With her sister no longer living her, where could she go? Who did she know? Glinda she thought to herself. Swallowing thickly, she rummaged in her bag for her phone and dialled the number. Unable to get through, Elphaba decided to drive over to the woman’s house. Hopefully Lúthen would have calmed down in the morning.