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Chapter 1-Trying to fleeSarah ran blindly through the halls of the castle, trying desperately to escape, but Jareth must have enchanted the place because the halls seemed to go on and on.
Tripping on the hem of the long white silk nightdress, she fell to the floor, she scrambled to get up but goblins latched onto her ankles, goblins that seemed to come out of nowhere.
"Let go!" She cried, kicking them off, getting to her feet and resuming her frantic flight down the endless hall.
-Flashback-
Her eyes fluttered open, she groaned, her head hurt like hell.
Sarah looked around her to try and get an idea of where she was.
The room was large and decorated in black, red and silver, She lay upon a grand four poster canopy bed draped black and silver satins and silks.
Sarah noticed though she did not match the room at all, she was wearing a very revealing, spaghetti strap, toe length white silk nightdress, fitting her form down to her thighs like a second skin, then fanning out elegantly.
She was a picture of sensual innocence in a background of darkness.
Sarah felt weak, like her strength had been sucked right out of her, she could barely move.
How in the world did she end up here, last thing she remember was smashing her way out of that dream bubble in a chaotic excuse for a ball.
"Well, I see my bride has at last awakened from her slumber" A voice said, coming from the right side of the bed.
"You!" Sarah gasped, seeing the Goblin King leaning casually on the bedpost, smirking seductively.
"Yes, my dearest, me, but I want you to call me Jareth" He said, lust shimmering in his mismatched eyes.
"What have you done? Why wasn't I released back into the labyrinth?" Sarah demanded to know, feeling her strength slowly returning but a little too slow for her liking.
"I have grown bored of our little game I am afraid, I do not wish to wait the remaining time to claim what I want" The king said, powerful hunger dancing in his cold eyes as they raked over her silk covered body, but Sarah chose not to notice this.
"You can't do this! I still have time to save him!" Sarah cried.
Jareth raised an elegant brow.
"You think this is about the boy? Hardly, he served his purpose and was sent back" Jareth said, wicked laughter bubbling in his throat.
"His purpose?" Sarah questioned, her throat suddenly dry as a desert.
"Yes, to lure you here, my love, and how wonderful my plans worked out" Jareth bragged, showing off how selfish he was.
Sarah lay there in silent shock as she took in his revealed trickery.
"Monster!" Sarah yelled, sitting up and fixing her furious gaze upon his cackling eyes.
"A monster that has claimed a beautiful young maiden to be his bride" Jareth taunted.
Sarah's eyes grew wide and feeling that her strength had at lat fully returned, she leapt off the bed and was out of there like there was no tomorrow, Jareth mocking laughter echoing behind her.
-End Flashback-
Sarah slipped into a dark corner shrouded in black darkness she prayed that she would be safe in its protective darkness, she greatly needed a rest.
Jareth lay nude upon his bed in all of his sexual glory, watching Sarah through a crystal ball, it was only a matter of time before she grew weary of useless running due to his spell on the halls and would return to his bedchamber, to be claimed at long last by him, Jareth, The Goblin King, and he planned to relish her every moan and scream of pleasure as he took her body.
Jareth softly laughed and continued to wait for his bride-to-be to come to him, the only man who would ever have her, he would make sure of that.
Chapter 2- a fate worse than deathSarah now walked the hall wearily, her plan of escape was really looking hopeless, she was so tired, she had been walking for hours and everything looked the same, perhaps Jareth could be persuaded to release her? She had to try; she was getting nowhere trying to find a way out.
She turned around and slowly began to walk back, each step steeping to boom in ear that she was heading for her doom, her life really seriously sucked right about now.
Sarah stopped dead in her tracks as she came to the end of the hall and saw the door that held the most malevolent man she had ever encountered in her whole sixteen years.
Could she do this? Could she degrade herself so much to beg him for mercy and to send her home with family? Well, it seemed now that she had no choice.
Sarah approached the door and grasped the handle, turning it and walking inside, her eyes tightly closed, as she went to her distasteful fate, one she could never see coming.
The door slammed shut on its on and disappeared, leaving behind only stone wall causing Sarah to whip around and gaze horror-struck at where the door used to be.
"Returned at last, my darling…?" Came the voice Sarah hated most from behind her, in the direction of the bed.
Sarah turned and her face blushed with virginal innocence.
Jareth lay on his side upon the bed, nude with only the metallic silver sheet he was entwined with to cover his hardened proof of arousal.
Sarah backed up towards the wall, praying to god in heaven that the door would reappear, but it didn't.
Jareth, with the movements of a powerful jungle cat, slid from the bed, his bare feet meeting the cold stone floor, the sheet sliding off of him, leaving him completely nude to her eyes.
Sarah shivered with terror, what in the world was he trying to do!
Jareth began to stride towards his intended bride, his muscles rippling with each step her took until he had her against the wall, his body pressed tightly against hers.
"Jareth, please! Let me go, I do not want you like this!" Sarah whispered frightened, trying to make him come to his senses, but so much for that.
"Oh no, my love, my beautiful bride, you are going nowhere… except into my bed, where I plan to make hot, steamy love to you" he murmured hungrily against her throat, pressing small kisses here and there.
"Please, Jareth, I am begging you, let me go, I do not want this" Sarah pleaded, terrified tears sliding slowly down her cheeks.
"I can't say that matters much to me, I have waited long enough as it is" He said flatly, his kisses dipping down to her collarbone.
Sarah was terrified, she didn't want this, she wanted to go home and just forget about him and his evil.
She cried out in fear as he scooped her up into his arms and strode effortlessly back to the bed, and dumped her onto it, crawled over her on all fours, pressing his hot and hungry body into her silk covered softness.
Sarah was sobbing now, she was being faced with the worst of fears that every girl had, the horrid fear of being raped.
Jareth reached beneath her and unzipped the silken nightdress, hurriedly pulling it down but not too quickly that he would rip the delicate silk.
He grinned like a wolf hungry for its mate as her luscious body was revealed to his eyes, he bent down his head and dragged his tongue across a rosy peak, relishing its texture.
Sarah grimaced, wishing he would stop and just leave the room, wishing he would suddenly just not want her anymore and let her go home.
But no, instead he buried his face in her neck, kissing, licking and sucking and he parted her legs, even as she tried to hold them closed.
Trying her best to fight him, Sarah felt herself die inside as he settled himself between her legs, easing the head of his swollen member inside her fertile entrance.
Jareth lifted his head and licked the side of her face as he shoved himself inside, ripping roughly through her virginity, her scream of pain arousing him even more, were it possible, he so wanted this woman.
Sarah merely lay there now, feeling broken, used and dead inside.
Jareth pulled out and shoved himself back in, his rhythmic thrusts making her realize more and more that any life she could have aboveground, was over, she had no future now.
"Oh Sarah! My bride! My queen!" he cried, moaning loudly, reaching his release, his hands roughly groping her breasts.
Laying there as he savagely took her body, the fire faded from Sarah Williams eyes, her will of iron gone forever, she felt as broken as a pane of glass thrown hard to the ground and shattered into a thousand pieces, glass that could never become whole ever again.
Emotions began to fade too, she became a lifeless broken doll, a doll for the wicked king of the goblins to play with, a doll he would never share.
(A\N: well I thought it would be nice to give you guys two chapters to start with and see how things go from there, well Jareth has taken what he wants and plans to force Sarah to join him in marriage, is there hope left for Sarah? Perhaps or maybe not…
I am not sure if I plan to introduce my made up character in chapter three or not, but don't worry my friends, he is a good guy, well tell me what you all think in your reviews, if I should introduce the hero yet or wait a bit longer for his introduction, your all in for a big surprise when you meet him. Well I love you all, see ya next time!)