A/N: I'm so excited that so many people have read this and followed it! My plan is to get a couple of chapters out over this break. Starting with chapter two!
As always, I own nothing but this very dirty plot! ;)
Already familiar with Jareth's routine, Sarah stripped every article of clothing from her pale, blushing body that was already heating with arousal. Even if this would be a punishment, it makes her proud to think that he loves her so much to spank and paddle her heart-shaped ass until she cries. Would he do that this time? Or would he use something a little more…heavy? Canes hurt, stung, wrought tears from her eyes immediately after impact. Not because they covered a large area, but because they did the opposite.
She folded her lovely gown and set it upon a wicker chair, careful not to wrinkle the beautiful satin. One thing Sarah loved was her new wardrobe. She had always pictured herself in satins and velvets and silks, so daintily sewn together like a dress Juliet would wear for her Romeo. Except Jareth was no Romeo. And that was perfectly fine. Sarah loved her big, bad Jareth. So dominant, so cunning, so handsomely rugged. Jareth, The Goblin King. Fierce. Impenetrable, imperious, and…impertinent? Only on occasion. Like tonight. When all Sarah wanted to do was help the poor goblins. This punishment was initiated unfairly.
She paced the room, her long brown hair caressing her ass and thighs. Just as she was getting impatient, the door handle jiggled. She knelt in front of it, on a soft blue pillow that magically appeared, signaling Jareth's approach.
"You little wench! Do you comprehend what kind of position you have put me in? The kind of promises you have made? Some of which are impossible to hold up! Because of your declared holiday, we do not have enough goblins working in the fields to bring in crops. So, how are we supposed to feed one hundred goblin families, Sarah? What do you suggest? Hmm?" the obvious rhetorical phrase left his lips. Sarah jerked her gaze up in shock. They didn't have enough crops? "Bow your head in my presence in this chamber unless I tell you otherwise." Her head lowered once more. "Clearly you are slacking on your other duties in this kingdom. Sarah, what am I going to do? How shall you learn? How shall I teach you? You have taken very little responsibility as Goblin Queen and have used your mouth a little too much."
Jareth hummed to himself in thought. Nodding when he agreed with whatever plan he had devised. "You may look at me now, Sarah. But say nothing." Her slight nod and head lift showed her deep submission. The expanse of his smooth chest sparked something southward in her nether regions. His hair was untamed, just as she loved it. But his face, the harsh lines and frown upset her. His disappointment shamed her. She had let her King down. She had let her Master down. "Oh, Sarah. You will find that there are better uses for that sweet, hot mouth of yours."
His hands went down to unlace his leather pants, and she could not keep her tongue from darting out to lick her lips at the sight of his long, thick cock. He shrugged his pants off and retreated to the cabinet behind him, retrieving items and implements from within. Jareth's hands were filled with something peculiar. It looked like a long phallus on a strap. But the Velcro was not on the right side to be a strap-on. And Jareth would never let Sarah do that to him…would he? She got hot thinking about it until he spoke once more. "Open your mouth, my little whore." Whore? He had never called her that before. It made her feel like an object. Not like a person. But Sarah opened her mouth and gagged immediately as she felt the rubber cock filling her throat. Jareth secured the straps behind her head.
"Stand and lean over the bed. Keep that little ass of mine in the air. No touching anything. Hands in front of you, crossed at the wrists." He waited for her compliance. "Good, fuck toy." His fingers traced her spine. "Mine. All mine." His hands grabbed her ass cheeks. "Mine." One hand slowly raided the valley between her thighs, fingers dipping ever so slightly between her soaking labia. "Mine," he growled low, and he cupped her pussy. "My little whore." His hand left her hot heat and she felt the impact of his hand on her left butt cheek. "My little slut." Thwack. Right side. "My little Goblin Queen." Smack! In the middle. Every spank had her choking on the cock gag in her mouth. "Suck that cock in your mouth. Suck it, little one. Suck it as if it were mine, Sarah. Because that mouth is mine, too. And that cock in your mouth was made from a mold of my cock." Sarah felt the tingling growing, bringing her closer to orgasm with each of his words. "Do you like that, little one? Knowing that you are, in a way, gagging on my cock? Or would you rather the actual thing? Hmmm?" Her cunt clenched with every syllable. She moaned on the gag. Drool dripped from the corners of her mouth.
"Look at you, little Sarah. So out of control." A mirror appeared in front of her face. She saw the image of a wild, brown haired girl with red eyes, streaks of mascara running down her cheeks, uncontrollable drooling on her naked neck and the bed. Not a queen, not a girl. A whore. Jareth's whore. She looked away from the mirror. Guilt rose in her chest and she tried to cry, but she only gagged more on the phallus in her mouth. She felt guilty for loving the way Jareth had just made her feel. It tore her every which way. And she laid her head down on the mattress in defeat. Allowing her precious King to continue to destroy every ounce of humility she had.
"That's it, Sarah. Embrace it. Remember your Master. Now, stay there while I get a few more ornaments, especially considering the holiday." She listened as he moved around the room collecting things, opening packages, bags. "Spread your lovely legs, love." As soon as she did, she felt something cold and wet on her puckered back hole right before the pressure of a cold hard object invading the cave. "So beautiful." She felt it lodge itself deep within her ass, and Jareth's tugs to check to make sure the object was secure. A sharp sting caught her off guard. "Pay attention, dear." She straightened and lifted her ass higher for him. "Good girl," the approving remark perked her up.
She felt his hands stroking her arms and shoulders, then coaxing her to stand and turn. When she turned, she saw the chair her dress had lay on in the middle of the room with a green jelly dildo suctioned to the seat. She knew exactly what he had planned. And oh, how she wished it would have been his cock inside her tonight. But this, this was punishment. And Jareth was giving her the cold cock. She willed her legs to move forward and straddle the chair. "Now, Sarah. I want you to fuck yourself. Show me how you take your own pleasure. Take control, Queen, try. Try to control yourself." The dare hung in the air. Slowly, she lowered herself onto the erect toy, groaning and gagging and groaning some more. Vibrations jolted her body as she settled herself on it completely. Jareth pulled something from behind his back and Sarah could only imagine what it would be. He advanced and produced glittering Christmas ornament nipple clamps connected to another clamp that dangled lower. "Do you like these, little Sarah? Would you like to wear them?" She nodded and ignored the gag reflex irritation it caused. "And I would love to see them decorating those soft nipples of yours. How about tomorrow night. At the decorating party you had planned? Hmmm? I think that is a splendid idea. Oh, yes. I do like that. But we need to make sure they fit properly." He lowered his head to her left breast and suckled her pert nipple into his mouth. He clamped it as soon as it popped out of his mouth. He worked the other one similarly.
Sarah rolled her head back, and moaned into the gag. Jareth struck her upper thigh with the crop he brought into view. "Keep moving. Do not stop, precious." Once he was satisfied with her movements, he got to his knees and bent his head to the apex between her thighs, holding the last clamp between his fingers. Those sweet, sweet fingers. Those long fingers. She watched as his tongue slid across the enlarged bud peeking out from the apex between her thighs. He worked it expertly with his tongue, pulling away just as she thought she would orgasm, and then clamped it. Her orgasm shattered her vision and she felt the gag released and removed, her scream piercing the air.
"Jareth! JARETH! Ohhhhmmmm! Yes, Jareth! Please, ohpleaseohpleaseohplease—fucking YES!" Her limbs shook, but she never stopped fucking herself. Not until she felt him lift her into his arms and carry her to the bed. He settled her in between his legs and enfolded her in his arms. She burst into tears, turning her body into his chest.
"Oh, sweet Sarah. Shhhh. It's okay. Everything is okay now. I love you very much. I respect you very much, little one. You are so glorious. You are not a whore or a slut. You are my beautiful, precious Goblin Queen. And I need you focused on those duties." His voice was hushed and soothing while she continued bawling. "Now, I know you meant no harm. You didn't know the state of this land, because I didn't want you to see just how bad my kingdom really is. Dearest Sarah, I need your help. I need your hope. I need your companionship, and I need you to act like the Goblin Queen. Do you understand, little one?"
"Yes, Master. I am ready." She looked up at him, wiped her eyes, and smiled. "I love you."
A/N: I know this chapter was shorter than some of you would have liked, but it was filled with a lot of stuff. Smut, exposed secrets. I hope I didn't disappoint too much.
Also, a friendly reminder that time passes differently in Goblin City than Aboveground. One year Aboveground can easily be five to ten years in Goblin City. So, a few days, weeks, etc. seems a lot longer than it really is for Sarah.
AND-I am looking for someone to help me write the rest of this story. I have a big, BIG senior capstone/recital/lecture coming up in February and I need to focus on doing research for that. So, if any of you would be interested in co-writing this with me, PM me. :) I am a stickler for grammar, and I try very hard to edit my own chapters carefully and there are a few things that escape my eyes. But I am looking for someone who is like-minded in that area. :)
On that note, Happy Holidays!