Chapter Ten

The Traitors Lament

Jareth returned to the throne room, not bothering to change. He wanted Hoggle, most of all, to see him in the same garments he had worn while with Sarah. The three traitors still shackled to the posts, gags in each of their mouths. The curtain just now being drawn, on a weeping, screaming Sarah. "So boys," the king strutted before them. "Did you enjoy the show?"

Hoggle was red-faced, and tears from his great eyes rolled down his weathered face. Didymus was sputtering, and Ludo howled into a gag that prevented him from calling up the rocks. The last thing Jareth wanted was to be cleaning rocks from the throne room.

"Shut up." He barked at the beast, which looked at him with sad eyes. He moved to Didymus. "You are the least offensive, you get to be spokesman." He pulled the gag out of the little knight's mouth.

Sir Didymus was deeply grieved. "Your Majesty, I am appalled."

Jareth moved closer and looked toward the curtain, "Was the view not good?"

"How could you do that to the fair maiden?" The little knight nearly choked on his own words. "How could you force yourself on her?"

"With great ease, surprisingly great ease." Jareth now leaned on the post above Didymus. "And she is not a maiden." He informed the Knight again.

"Nor is she a shameless harlot," Didymus cried out. "Yet you treat her as one."

Jareth bent down, whispered in the ear of the Knight for him to hear alone. "And she enjoyed it."

Didymus closed his eyes and wept. "Majesty, your vows!"

Jareth laughed, walked over to Hoggle. "She was good Hoggle. Like velvet. Hot, deep, a well of moisture." Hoggle shook with fury. Jareth left the gag in place as he contended to torment the dwarf. "You may be her friend, but I… I am her lover." At the accusation in the dwarf's eyes, Jareth snickered. "Even if I had to rape her to achieve that goal."

Jareth walked away from the three toward his throne. "I can smell her still on me. Would you like to know what she smells like when she's being loved?"

"What thee did is not love!" the Knight accused, pulling at his shackles. "Is this the punishment you threatened for her?"

Jareth lounged in the circular form of the throne. "This, ha, this was just the beginning." He made a great show of the fact that he was still rock hard. "I look forward to administering the rest of her punishment, and pronouncing sentence on Sarah Williams."

Hoggle quaked and struggled to free himself. 'Jareth, you rat.' He thought loudly.

The Goblin King looked over at him with hardening eyes. "Jealous you little scab?" He wiggled his boot. "What makes you angrier, knowing it was me or knowing you'll never get the chance to pleasure her?"

Through the gag, Hoggle screamed, and Jareth laughed

Jareth left his throne, moved to the dwarf, bent low. "Shall I tell you what her skin feels like? How it smells…"He knelt down and whispered in Hoggle's ear. "Or shall I tell you what she tastes like? Yes… I want you to know, friend Hoggle. Her skin tastes like something you have never known. All the sweetness of possibility is in her skin. Her body tastes as good as it looks."

Hoggle looked like he was about to faint.

Jareth took the dwarf over the edge. "I can't wait to teach her how to use her mouth."

Hoggle screamed into the gag.

Jareth stood up. "Perhaps I'll let you watch that as well."

Hoggle flung out his shackled foot as fat as it would reach, missing the King completely.

Sir Didymus hung his head. "Sire, we are your subjects. Your punishment of us deserved. She is not your subject."

Jareth winked at the crafty old Knight. "Ah but that is why this… seduction was necessary."

Didymus gasped. "Not even you could be so…dastardly."

Jareth smiled. "I could have waited until the hours had past before letting her know what her husband had done. I gave her a fighting chance. Is it my fault if she's fighting the wrong battles."

"You planted your seed in the fair maiden." Didymus shook his head.

"Yes, and again." The King moved closer. "She's no maiden."