Plan revealed

You stand in the bushes along the crest of a hill with sights over the pass which the Elven messenger must take to get to the Black Gate. You think to yourself that the shrubbery that has grown in the Dark Lands has been a nice change of scenery from perpetual **** of all things living in these lands. With the flight of Sauron, the land of shadow, no longer was covered in permanent shadow, this allowed some vegetation to grow. You know though, that as soon as Sauron returns, all that is good in this land will die once again. The hearts of your orc friends will poisoned by Sauron's malice and his will for domination, you know this, you have experienced it first hand. There was only one way to try and prevent Sauron' return, betray him, that's what you did. Soon after the war of the Last Alliance, you fell in love with the greenery that was growing in the former barren lands of Mordor, and sought for a way to keep it once Sauron inevitably returned. You asked the orc elders and your fellow soldiers, who all advised you not to get attached to it, because they need sun to survive, and the shadows of Sauron's presence will block it out.

One day you had slipped out beyond the Black Gate into land you had never seen before, the land of Gondor was full of greenery and vegetation, it was a place full of sun and warmth. You continued your travels into forests and through the mines Moria until you exited into a valley with a stream flowing through it. "What do we have here? An orc not hurt by the sun?" A feminine voice said from behind you as you felt an arrow prodding you in the neck, nasty Elves. Who was it?

[A1]- Arwen daughter of Elrond

[A2]- Galadriel

You were led by the mysterious Elf down the path to a large city hidden by the mist of a waterfall, you knew it immediately, you were being led to the great Elven city of Imladris, or Rivendell in the Common tongue. You were placed in the dungeon with no fanfare, and were surprised as to the way in which you were treated, you had always assumed that orcs were killed on the spot by the Elves, and even now you held no hope to getting out of this alive. You could call out to Sauron in your mind, but you knew he wouldn't help you, he was still weak and he needed more time before he could show himself once again. So, you sat in your cell thinking of your home beneath the orc tents in the heart of Mordor, you had guard duty tomorrow morning. You had lost count of time, but you knew that you wouldn't make it back in time, you had just been transferred to the camp from Minas Morgul, and you're already missing your duties. You were in the middle of pissing into a bucket that was provided to you as you heard the door to the dungeon open, and before you stood Arwen Undomiel, the most beautiful women you had ever seen, and you had seen and slept with other Elves before, but she was on a whole other level. The dress she wore fluttered around her as if pushed by a wind as she walked up to his cell door as he realized he still had his 10 inch cock hanging out of his breeches, as he quickly tried to stuff it back in before she could see it. Did she see it?

[B1]- Yes

[B2]- No

Her face gave no indication as to what she had seen him doing as she came up to the bars and looked in at him. She was shorter than him, but then again there weren't very many people who could boast to be taller than him either. "You're like no orc I've ever seen before." She said in a sing song voice. You had always loved to hear the Elves back in camp talk, their voices sounded just like music to your orc ears.

"My lady, I'm honored by you coming to speak with me, I'm a unique orc, I was created personally by Sauron himself. I was to be a human, but I am what I am I suppose." You say in your voice that sounds too gruff to you ears in the presence of such perfection, as you clear your throat.

"Well I certainly see the human part of you in your manners. Peculiarly, I see a lot of Elvish features in you orc, far more than your orcish ones, so much so, that you could pass as an Elf if we touched you up a little."

"My lady, I don't understand. Aren't I to be executed?"

"Executed?! No orc, I admit we were going to **** you for information, but now that I've seen and talked to you I've decided to spare you on one condition. I am an expert on reading others intentions, and so my father sent me down to interrogate you."

"What is this condition?" You ask suspiciously.

"You be our spy."

You remember those days well, you spent many months with the Elves at Rivendell, you learned to fit in with Elves without many of them knowing your true heritage. Arwen taught you how to tie your lon blonde hair up like an Elf, and how to limit your facial expressions in the presence of Elves. You learned that Elves only express their feelings visually either when in private, in surprise, or in battle. Lord Elrond treated you with much more respect than you would've thought possible from and Elf to and orc. There were many **** attempts on Elrond's life during your stay in Rivendell by those who had figured out who you really were. You decided to leave the beautiful city so that the one who brought you in and provided you with what you felt was a family would not be hurt by you. You left Rivendell and returnd back to the dreary dark confines of Mordor a hero, as you told the orcs that you had escaped the dungeons of Rivendell. You provided Sauron small pieces of information you learned in Rvendell, small enough so as not to hurt the Elves in any way, but Sauron was happy with any information he received on the Elves. Sauron's focus was on the ring that he had lost, the one that would give him unlimited power, the one that would give him the means to cover all the Earth in Darkness. You had seen what the ring does to those around it, even when it was still on Sauron's hand, the way he used it to turn the orcs to his will, the way it corrupted his friends slowly into the evil wretches that the Last Alliance fought against. He promoted you to General for your loyal service, and here you were, waiting for your escort back to Rivendell to report once again to Lord Elrond about what you had learned n the past 50 years.

You wait in the bushes, when you see an Elvish horse come through the pass at a canter. You jump out of the bushes and nock an arrow, but you're not fast enough as you feel an arrow hit your arm as you hit the ground, making sure that your bow and arrows are safe. There were sure to be others spying on your movements, being a general meant that you had to deal with political intrigue as well as physical danger daily. You continued to play the part of a badly injured orc, even though the arrow was well placed where it wouldn't hurt you at all. The Elf came up and restrained your hands with a piece of rope and blindfolded you preventing you from seeing which Elf had come to take you away. "Gently! If you tie it that tight, the arrow is going to give me issues on the ride." The Elf grunted in consent and loosened the rope as it half lifted and half pushed you onto the horse behind the saddle. The Elf quickly jumped on herself and galloped back the way it came. "You ok Baldor?"

"Hey, I know that voice. Arwen?"

"It's me."

"Take this blind fold off, let me see you." Your blindfold was removed and you were blessed with the sight of the same beautiful Arwen in front of you, untouched by time.

"You're as beautiful as ever Arwen. Time has not laid its nasty claws on you at all."

"Thanks you Baldor, you're looking fine as well, you look more like an Elf the more I see you. Do you keep your hair tied like that always? Doesn't it make the other orcs suspicious?"

"I leave it loose most of the time. I tied it before I went to our meeting place."

"It's good to see you again Baldor, you'll have to tell me all about your time these past 50 years when we get to my father's court."

"Talking and a little more?" You try and hint. Arwen spins around on the horse until she's facing you with her back to the horses head, and yet the horse continues to head the right way at a gallop. She leans forward and lays a tender kiss on your lips then spins back around again and retakes the reigns. "So, Aragorn finally took your heart huh?"

"You knew it would happen."

"Yeah, but I thought, you know, that we had something."

What did they have?

[C1]- Sex, lots and lots of sex while you were in Rivendell

[C2]- A romance that never materialized due to you having to leave so suddenly

[C3]- Friends with benefits

"Yeah, well, I don't want to talk about this right now Baldor. How are those Elvish sluts back in your camp?" She said venomously.

"Seriously Arwen? They're fine. You know I had to fuck them."

"Yeah, you had to, sure."

"I was the one responsible for their capture. Orcish tradition dictates that the leader gets first go, and that's what happened."

"You fucked them all?"

"Yeah, I haven't fucked anyone since."

"Why? Don't think I'll have sympathy on you and just drop my pants."

"First of all, I didn't fuck them again, because I prefer my women relatively unspoiled. Secondly, if you were to simply drop your pants now, it would hardly be fun. You know how I like a good challenge, and how you could never resist my advances."

"I've changed now Baldor." She turned her nose into the air. "Tell me, with all those orcs cumming in them, did any get pregnant?"

"Miraculously no. It seems that orcs and either Humans or Elves are simply incompatible."

"Maybe you're different, you seem to be more Elvish than Orcish, maybe I can put some girls I know up to the task of finding out?"

Would you like that?

[D1]- Yes

[D2]- No

[D3]- Only if you're one of those girls