I will be your slave
I own nothing
Jareth
" Ha ha ", Sarah thought as she waved her hand, a crystal appearing. She sent it to Jareth, " Be your slave ", if only he knew what he'd let himself in for.
She left the room, ate breakfast and sat upon her throne, well Jareth's throne.
A while later he came in with a rag wrapped around his waist, covering his most intimate of parts. " Sarah, have you seen my clothes ?, I awoke and wrapped this cloth around myself ".
" I don't know ", Sarah shrugged innocently, as he walked away.
A while later he came back, " It was you... ", Sarah cut him off.
" Well...you know when you first proposed, when I was fourteen ", she started.
" Yeah, and ? "
" Well you said you're be my slave...I thought for today you could ".
" Fine ! ", Jareth huffed.
Sarah went into the bedroom and came back ten minutes later in nothing but Jareth's shirt, amulet and boots.
" Sit ", Jareth obeyed. Sarah layed on the ground, holding her feet out.
Damn that woman, if she didn't look so sexy, he would of bogged her.
" So you hid my clothes so you could also wear them ", he figured.
" Yeah, shut up slave and polish my boots ", she ordered in her sexiest voice. Jareth was bewildered at her order but obeyed.
When he was done she walked away. He began cleaning the floors for a few hours before laying back for a bit.
An hour later, Sarah walked back into the throne room. He had his back to her, " Precious, must this continue ? ", he asked.
" Yes for the day, now go run me a bath ", she ordered.
He flashed a shocked glance, seeing her standing completely nude, but got up and followed the order anyway.
Sarah followed slowly, behind her 'slave'.
She sat in the bath and closed her eyes, enjoying the water. Ten minutes later, she called for him, " Slave, come and wash me ".
Jareth kneeled beside the tub, took the cloth she'd given him and began to wash her.
A few hours later she came into the throne room, where Jareth was scrubbing the stone floor with a shirt and pants for him.
She gestured for him to rise and handed him the clothes. " I'm sorry baby, I've put all your clothes back and you're not my slave anymore ", she started, " Why don't you go bathe and dress and I will conjure dinner for two ", she kindly offered.
Jareth was thankful and enveloped her in a hug. " I love you Jareth ", Sarah murmured.
Sarah's turn
" Sarah, your turn ", he whispered in her ear. He levitated her and turned her nightgown into a ragged mess.
" Jareth ", she raised her voice, " I never said I would be your slave ".
He lowered her and allowed her to eat before passing orders.
" Clean the throne room ", he ordered.
Sarah huffed and conjured some cleaning products, " Fine ", she spoke, sitting on the ground to clean.
Jareth layed across his throne and watched her with interest. He thought her rather hot In that rag.
After she'd finished cleaning, he called her over and stuck his feet in the air. She removed his boots, " clean them ", he ordered.
When she was finished, she sat and read a book. Only to be disturbed once again.
" Slave, did I tell you, you could read ? ", he questioned.
Well no...but ", he cut her off.
" Go and run me a bath ", he ordered.
Just as she turned to walk off, he ripped her ragged dress off and threw it aside.
" Move along ! ", he ordered.
She felt embarrassed but went to run his bath for him. He made her undress him, leave him for a while and then come back to wash him.
A while later, he found her in the throne room. He was wrapped in just a towel, still damp.
He ordered her to stand and he wrapped a blanket around her.
" No more of this, we are both royals ", Jareth spoke softly, " I'm sorry ", he finished.
They both agreed and forgave and embraced each other.
The End
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