Evening all, (I say evening all because where I am its 1.20am) I would like to apologise for how long ive left it to upload chapter 7. I have had a really hard time with my anxiety as of late and have been under alot of stress and pressure which has lead me to not want to write, tonight I forced myself out of my depressive stressing state and didnt let myself move until i finished this Chapter, I plan to upload a new chapter every few days so id say if it takes longer than 4 days for me to update then its likely my anxiety playing up.

Thank you to the reviewers once more, currently my beta is unavailable due to a recent diagnosis of PTSD which has left her a bit frazzled, so your criticims are being taken on board and I will rectify any wrongs in due course but currently I would just like to enjoy writing for it is my only escape. Thank you again lovely readers and reviewers, let ,me know what you think of this Chapter and Enjoy as always! Love from NovaNights xx

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Chapter 7: I Will Break You.

All Sarah knew in that moment was that she had to run, she could feel his magic behind her, she could feel the familiar electrical pulse begin to tingle against her skin, as slowly he began to catch up to her. Although running was pointless, she couldnt bring herself to stop, she didnt want to face him, she knew that if she did, he would show no mercy towards her in punishing her. "Sarah!" he roared behind her, the tone of his voice made her flinch, yes he was still pissed. He couldnt have been far behind her, that much she knew, but she knew that looking around would only lead to her being caught quicker, thats what happened in horror films when the victims were being chase, and this was exactly like that, this was a living nightmare. Just when she thought she was about to win, Sarahs stomach dropped as she realised what she had done... she had run directly into a dead end, and now she was trapped. Her legs became weak and wobbles as a familiar click clack of leather boots stepped across the stone floor behind her. There was no where to hide, she knew he was behind her, bracing herself she did the only thing she could, she turned to face him.

Jareth smiled as he heard Sarah's frantic footsteps hitting the tunnels floor with heavy slaps as she tried in vain to elude him. Her hard work was all for nought, and he would take immense pleasure in showing her how close she was to escape, right before he took her to his chambers to show her what punishments she had acquired in defying her king. He would punish her like he would his queen, perhaps upon doing so she would learn to obey him without question. Yes it was his duty to punish her and although yes it was a shame how much he would have to do so, he hoped she would continue to defy him on occasion for it would be dull to never punish her, he was sure that the cries that his hand would elicit from here would be pleasing to his ear. The footsteps stopped as she came before the dead end, his smirk growing from ear to ear. The king took purposefully slow steps as he approached her, he would make sure she feared him, and he would take every necessary action to secure the bond made by the vows he had once offered her, vows he would speak again, vows that she would agree to, even if he had to force her to.

"Tut tut tut... Sweet Sarah, what am I going to do with you..?" he said taunting her, he noticed her tense at his remark, but her eyes stared definantly into his. Most women whether they were fae, goblin, nymph or a mortal human would not dare look him in the eye, especially not after having assaulted him so but once again, he reminded himself that Sarah, was not most women. "Do what you will Goblin King what more could you take from me? You've taken me from my family, tried to exert your power over me, you insult and threaten me, and you treat me like a child as if I am inferior to you" Pointing her finger at him, on shaking legs she approched him. "Men like you are a dime a dozen, your behaviour may be tolerable here where you brow beat your subjects into obeying you but make no mistake, I am not one of your subjects and I will not be dominated by the likes of you, you narcissistic, arrogant pigheaded fuck!" She shouted at him, stopping a few steps in front of him. Jareth was impressed, such confidence was admirable in a queen. It was a shame she wasnt queen. In a flash Jareth had Sarahs throat beneath his hand, he walked her backwards until her back hit the wall. "You foolish girl, you will learn the hard way".

Jareth watched the flame in Sarah's eyes burn ferociously, if looks could kill he thought to himself. But she had to learn. "You will come to learn, Sarah dear.. That I am not like any mortal man you have come to know" He paused to stroke her face, watching in enjoyment at her struggle to crane her face away from him, before continuing "I treat you like you are inferior because you are not acting like my equal but rather a child, i treat you as that child because your attitude is that of one, but Sarah if you would like me to treat you as a woman..." leaning his lips in towards her, with the hand around her throat he moved her chin sharply to one side so her face was away from him, giving him access to her ear. "You needn't only ask" he whispered. Her fear mixed with lust in that moment, his words a spoken promise and she hated her body for feeling affected in such a way, her body quivvered which didnt go unnoticed to Jareth. "Ah so little Sarah has grown up after all" His intention was to punish her, but upon smelling her arousal, he couldn't stop his Fae nature.

Jareth dipped his head, his lips lightly brushing her exposed neck, at the contact Sarah struggled trying to press herself further into the wall. Once he started he could not restrain himself, letting go of her neck, he pressed his body hard against hers causing a helpless whimper to escape her lips. "Jar-" Sarahs attempt to protest was quickly silenced as his mouth joined hers. For a moment her body relaxed, allowing herself to indulge whilst his gloved hands travelled down to her waist, before gripping it tightly as he held himself back from taking her then and there. His tongue anchored around hers, skillfully leading her making her feel dizzy and causing her body to ignite with pleasure that only he could sedate. Her brain and body were fighting as her body wanted to continue this path, allowing Jareth access to the parts of her that no man had ever been permitted to explore. Her brain however knew better, her hands coming to life, she attempted to push Jareth off of her, no longer responding to his kiss, the king remembered his anger and allowed Sarah her space releasing her in false disgust. He watched as her expression dropped his disgust obviously hurt her, the worst part was she didnt know why it hurt her so. "You, my pet, shall have a very hard time here if you continue to defy me so. It would be wise if you learnt your place, or I shall break you into submitting to it" he warned, trying to regain his unofficial yet accurate title of 'The Cruel Master a title that was uttered in hushed tones whenever he entered the room at social events, because it was true. Jareth was a cruel master to his submissives, and whilst he actually held feelings for Sarah, she had disrespected him in ways that were punishable heavily in his kingdom and so he would have to punish her as he would a submissive with a firm hand and relentless torment. Such a thought made him smile, waving his hand he conjured a crystal "Lets go home" at his words she tensed, knowing full well what would happen once back in his domain. But before she could even attempt as escape, he threw the crystal at her, engulfing her in a cloud of glitter and smoke.

Once the smoke had cleared, Sarah looked around to see she was indeed back in the castle, however not where she thought she would be. She was in the throne room, she saw the doorway out getting up she was ready to run once more. "I wouldnt do that if I were you..." He said behind her. Frozen to the spot, Sarah contemplated her options; She could keep running from him, but he already proved to her that no matter how far she got he would always be close behind, her other option was to face him but that would mean he would make her bend to his will and she could not just submit to him, her younger self beat him once surely with age came only more courage? Yes, indeed it did along with another thing. Lust. She had been fifteen and just starting puberty the first time her and Jareth had met, and he had awakened the desires within her, she still remembered how many nights she had spent pleasuring herself to the memory of him leant against the wall trapping her between himself and the layers of brick.

"What are you thinking about, my pet?" his voice brought her back to where she was, snapping out of her erotic memory she made her choice, she would face him but refused to back down. Turning around he was as she thought he would be. Lounging lazily across his throne, one leg rested upon one arm the other planted on the ground, his body draping across the rest of the chair he dominated the room even in such a casual position. The silence in the room was filled with tension between Sarah and Jareth, both were each others worthy adversary, equal in stubborness and both adults had dominant natures. "Let me go home, Goblin King" standing up straight Sarah did her best to be intimidating perhaps it would leave an impression at least, her attempt failing as Jareth's laughter surrounded her. "Ask me nicely and I just might consider it" his taunting begun once again causing bile in Sarah's throat to bubble up, he was sickening. "I am willing to make a deal with you" the words came out of her mouth before she could stop them, she saw the glint in Jareth's eyes, knowing she had sparked his interest now she bit back a smile. I have you now Goblin King she thought to herself.

Jareth couldn't help but feel amused by Sarah's attempts to make herself seem more powerful than she was, if she believed she could make him fear her then she was obviously delusional. "I am willing to make a deal with you" he heard the words he had longed to hear leave her lips, watching as her eyes mirrored his surprise he bit his inner cheek, wondering what she was going to propose. "I know that you dont get something for nothing with you, its part of your tricks I know. But I want to be with my family, and if I have to pay any cost to do so..." he could see how hesitant she was to finish her sentence, leaning forward ever so slightly eager to hear her say she would do as he asked he waited hilding his breath. "...then so be it" at her words she looked away breaking eye contact, whilst only a small defeat it was a defeat no less. "Why would I make a deal with you Sarah? As far as I am concerned you dont have any choice in staying here or not. If I was to make this deal, would you admit I have been generous after doing so? Or would you still paint me as the villain?" in some ways it was a fair question, he didnt have to agree to making a deal for he had her fair and square, The Labyrinth itself had claimed her in payment for her families debt. However, just because it was a fair question, it didnt feel very fair to Sarah who already was under threat of numerous punishments. Pushing aside her resentment Sarah's nodded her agreement to his questions, she was insane but if there was a chance for her to be aboveground with her family even just to say goodbye she had to take it, escaping permantly would be her next plan. Straightening in his throne Jareth rolled a newly formed crystal back ans forth along his knuckles his grin returning, he was oblivious to Sarah's plot, but in turn she was oblivious to the request he would make of her in this deal.

"Ok Goblin king, I have agreed to your terms and I want to see my family. What would you ask of me in return for this request?" Sarah's impatience caused her to fidget, the sooner the deal was made, payment settled and over with, the sooner she could see her family. Her body tensed as she heard Jareth's black cape shuffle, his heeled boots then began clicking as he crossed the stone floor as he now approached her, Sarah did not want to seem afraid but she couldnt bring herself to look at him, she knew he would be wearing his signiture malicious grin, that he would take great pleasure in knowing she was afraid of him and she just couldn't bare to face him. Not that he gave her any choice, she watched as his boots came into vision before his forefinger hooked under her chin bringing her face to look up at him. His face was expressionless as his eyes drank in her features trying to figure out what she was thinking about, she looked closely at his pupils one more dilated than the other, their icy blue irises where cold and reeked of torment. Sarah couldn't help but wonder what such beautifully disturbing eyes had seen. "I will allow you one hour to be with your family to say your goodbyes, the destination can be of your choosing." He started, stepping closer to Sarah, their chests mere inches apart. "But, in return you will surrender yourself to me. You will allow me to rule you and have that power over you. You will agree to fear me, you will agree to love me and do as I say, you will take this vow... as you willingly become my Queen" at his words Sarah crumbled to the floor winded, she had no words to describe the mixed emotions rattling around in her body. Willingly become Jareth's wife? Willingly take such a vow, what would that mean for her?

Crouching down to her level, Jareth repeated his early action hooking Sarah's chin once more with his forefinger to face her. She drew in a breath, expecting him to comfort her, to take her in his arms and cuddle her and take back such a dramatic request "Those are my terms Sarah, take it or leave it" came his cold unexpected response, swiping his hand away from her he stood back up and turned to go back to his throne. Sarah's temper began to flare at his dismissal, he didnt give two shits whether she was upset or not. He didn't care for her feelings, he was vindictive, malicious and cruel.

'Just as I can be so cruel'

"Fuck you, Jareth" she growled rising from her hunched position. She wasnt going to give up, her fifteen year old self had not just given up and there was no way in hell she would let herself do so now ten years later. Standing her ground her eyes loxked onto him as he turned to face her. Jareth refused to sit on his throne, if she was going to stand against him, he would rise to her challenge. "I BEG your pardon, sarah?" he emphasised the word beg, daring her to use such disgusting language towards him again. "I said. FUCK. YOU. JARETH!" clenching her fists and squaring her jaw, she was reasy for whatever came. "I will give you five seconds to get onto your hands and knees before me and beg for your kings forgiveness, or I will make you" Sarah resented being treated like a child, but if thats how he was going to treat her then that is how she would act. "Go to hell" she crossed her arms across her chest, showing him she had no intention of backing down. "You know what will happen if ypu dedy me Sarah... One..." the countdown begun, as did his steps towards her.

"Two..." sweat collected on Sarah's brow, she rooted her feet into the ground. His threats scared her yes, but this was about proving a point. He would nevee possess her.

"Three..." Jareth liked this game, as he stepped towards her he could see her body tense, but she didnt tremble like he had expected. His Sarah was strong, an excellent quality in a queen as well as a submissive.

"Four..." he was infront of her now and whilst he didnt touch her, she could feel his strength already. He would be brutal with her, god knows how many punishments she had already acquired. But she didnt care, he would not win this.

She had pushed him for the last time, gently taking a flattened curl of sarahs hair inbetween his fingers toninspect it, he smiled. He would remember this version of Sarah well, shame he had to break her. His eyes flicked back to hers before leaning in, his lips hovering above her own which parted on their own accord "Five...". His tender hold on her hair became violent as he grabbed a fistful at the nape of her neck, she yelped and he pulled her from the throne room. "You wish to defy me Sarah? Allow me to show you how cruel I can be" he hissed tugging her along with him as she struggled screaming as familiar words he had once said echoed in her mind.

'I have been generous up till now... but I can be cruel'