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Elena carried the food and wine, trying to block out the sound of the men's cheers. Klaus had ordered her to offer her wrist to the men that were starving, and her wrists were now already bruised and bleeding. Sometimes they would also comment on the collar she was made to wear, and Elena wanted wanted to throw up.

She'd been rushing around the room for almost two hours now, serving the other vampires. She was exhausted, but didn't dare stop in case Klaus decided to teach her a lesson. On one occasion she stopped for a quick breath against the wall, but the death stare from Klaus told her to keep moving, that she wasn't allowed a moment's rest.

Elena was miserable and wanted nothing more to curl up in a ball and hide somewhere for the rest of the evening.

On the other hand, Klaus was laughing as he ate, until his phone started to ring.

"Stefan? Is everything ok there?"

"Yes, everything's going great…I think I found the spell you needed. I have to make sure, though," The other voice said. "You'll be hearing from me in a few days. I haven't seen you around."

"That's because I'm in Europe," Klaus said as he raised a glass of wine to his lips. "I had some business in Malta. Anyway, I'm glad that things are going well."

"Yes, sir," Stefan said. "I'll talk to you in a few days."

Klaus hung up, feeling victorious. He swigged the rest of his drink before leaning back in his chair, his eyes training on Elena. He took great pleasure watching her breasts heave up and down with each long breath and the pained look in her features. He licked his lips, feeling the need to use her again.

"Elena," He called her, and the girl immediately walked towards Klaus. He grabbed her from around the waist and sat her on his lap, stroking her face. "I need you to entertain my guests tonight. You know, give us a good show," He smirked and smacked her thighs playfully. "What do you think, my property?"

"I don't w-want…"

Klaus closed his hands around the collar she was wearing as a warning. He used it to pull her to him so that his eyes pierced hers. She knew it was pointless to fight and so bowed her head. Klaus smirked, pleased and patted her hair, placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth. Elena cringed when she felt his tongue dart out, licking away one of the tears that ran down her cheek. It sickened her.

"Good girl," He praised, stroking her possessively. "Now, are you going to do what I say?"

"Yes sir," Elena said unwillingly. "What do you want me to do?"

"He said he's in Malta," Stefan mumbled thoughtfully. "He didn't say where exactly but at least we have a location. I think he's keeping Elena there, too. I heard a lot of noise, he's probably hosting a dinner."

Damon growled lowly. He couldn't even imagine what Elena was going through. From the horror stories he'd heard about her life with Klaus before, it made his sick to think how he was punishing her now. Elena didn't deserve anything that was happening to her and he made sure that he would make Klaus pay for everything that he did to his angel.

"I'll go there for her," Damon said determined. "I won't let him hurt her again. Not anymore."

"No, Damon," Bonnie stopped him, "We have to take it slow. One tiny mistake can lead to Hayley's death. Let me finish the fake version of the confirmation he needs, and then we'll plan ahead. But don't act on impulse."

"I just can't stay here any longer, knowing that she's getting hurt…"

"I know, Damon. But we don't want to put Hayley's life at risk," She said softly. "I know, trust me, I know. But we risk both Hayley and Elena's lives if we go about this the wrong way."

He nodded, knowing that she was right. He had to wait and plan this carefully. Even though it was killing him that as every second passed by Elena was most likely suffering at the hands of that monster.

"I'm almost done with the spell. I just need to concentrate." Bonnie confirmed, giving Damon's hand a reassuring squeeze.

Elena stared at her reflection in the full length mirror, fiddling with the hem of her dress.

She was now in their bedroom, wearing the short dress he had made her wear. It was all black and the material was leather, sticking to her body like a second skin and making it almost impossible for her to move. The heels she was now earing weren't much better, making her feet ache ten times worse than before.

Klaus said that he wanted her to entertain the men tonight and join the other dancers he had hired. He had warned her to obey him at all times, and Elena was scared of what he had in mind. Seeing the outfit she was wearing now sent her mind wild ion what he really had planned for her tonight.

He gently stroked her hair as he fastened the dress before he placed a kiss on the corner of her mouth, trailing his hand down her sides. He stared at her in the mirror, taking his time to look at his prized possession. Elena saw the deep lust in his eyes and looked away instantly, suddenly even more afraid as he touched her body.

"Come, pet," He told her as he tugged on her collar softly.

He angled her head to one side and his hand lingered on her collar. She felt it loosen up a bit and for a small moment she let out a sigh of relief, but then it turned into horror when he tightened it more than it was before. She saw him smirk as she begged him to loosen it up just a little bit, but he just grinned at her evilly.

"P-please," Elena begged him once more, shaking her head, "Don't make me do humiliating things…"

"Shh, Elena," Klaus hushed her, "Do you want me to get a leash? That would definitely make you look like a pet," He cooed.

Elena shook her head, letting him play with her because she had no means of fighting back. She knew that even if she tried to get away from him or defy him, things would only get worse for her, and she definitely didn't want that.

"W-what do you expect of me tonight?"

He chuckled, running his fingertips over the exposed skin in her shoulder blades. "You'll be dancing for us tonight, my sweet Elena."

That didn't ease her nerves at all.

"I've got it!" Bonnie said with a huge grin, "I created a fake statement that says that there is no way Klaus can use Hayley. I put it in this grimoire and all you need to do now is give it to him," She said, turning to Stefan. "That way Hayley's safe."

"At least I hope so," Stefan sighed sadly, "I hope he doesn't kill her just because he doesn't need her now."

"I won't let him touch her. Hayley's my little girl, and as long as I'm alive, she's safe," Damon said as he kissed the girl in his arms.

Hayley was pretty much asleep in his arms with one of her tiny hands clenching the material of his shirt. Her breathing was soft and her face innocent, instantly reminding Damon of Elena in the way that she slept. His thumb ran across her top of her hand as he rocked her slightly.

"So I guess this is it then," Damon continued after a few minutes, just above a whisper. "We're going to find your mummy, Hayley. We're going to Malta."

"Do you think it's wise to go in the same country?" Stefan said, worried, "Malta's small. It isn't difficult to get spotted."

"We'll settle down in another town, and I'll take care of Elena," Damon said after a while, "I'll make up a plan. However I'm not leaving Hayley behind, she'll come with us, too. After all, Elena would want to see her the moment we get her out."

Elena stepped in front of the crowd. The formal dining room was huge, more like a wedding hall, and she was feeling very uneasy. Klaus had explained that she were to join the other dancers and entertain them, and then afterwards she would have to offer her wrist to three vampires he'd choose himself.

At first, the process was smooth. She used to practice pole dancing as a sport so she found the rhythm easy, and she tried to convince herself that she was just in class. The music was soft, played by the live band, but it did nothing to block out the sounds of the vampires whistles or laughter.

Elena kept her posture straight and forward, not daring to meet the eye of Klaus. She also tried to stay at the back of the group of dancer, trying to copy their movements as much as possible.

The trouble started when the other dancers started to take their clothes off.

She stood there, frozen, unsure of what she had to do. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction of seeing her in her lingerie or naked. She could feel Klaus's eyes burning as he silently ordered her to go on, as the other vampires whispered in each other's ears.

Many of the girls were now dancing in their underwear stepping off of the stage and moving around the other vampires. Some were even on top of them, giving the other vampires lap dances. This left Elena standing alone on the stage, frozen in place as every pair of male eyes was now fixated on her.

"Is she your property, Mikaelson, or are you hers?" One voice said teasingly.

She could feel his rage from where she was. His eyes were ablaze but his composure was kept calm, trying not to explode infront of his guests, but Elena knew better. She could tell he was thinking of a way to punish her and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Continue," Klaus ordered her in front of the crowd.

Elena opened her mouth and then closed it again, her eyes filling with tears as she weakly shook her head no. She knew that she was going to pay for that.

"Bad girl," The same voice in the crowd repeated.

"Elena, come here," Klaus said calmly. "You, stop," He told the dancers, and the room fell quiet.

Her breath hitch up as Elena made her way down the stage steps and towards her master. All the vampires stared at her and she felt like she might collapse as she few hesitant steps towards him until she was facing him completely. His jaw twitched before he smirked, leaning back.

"Undress," He told her.

Elena's eyes widened. "Please don't make me do this…"

She didn't have time to react as his hand shot out and she felt a hard slap on her cheek. The force was so much so that Elena wobbled on her high heels, sending her crashing to the floor at his feet. Her knees smashed on to the hard wooden floor with such force that Elena felt all the bones in her legs shake.

"Undress," He said again, using the same tone of voice.

Elena remained frozen, rubbing her cheek. Tears once again fell over her face when she realised that she wasn't going to get out of this one. She was going to have the worst sort of punishment for embarrassing Klaus in front of all his friends.

"Fine," Klaus sighed, and with one swift movement he tore her dress, causing Elena to draw out a sharp gasp.

"She's tough," A man smirked as he sat down with a girl sitting on his lap. "She needs to be taught a lesson, though. She's very disobedient."

"Hmm, you are, aren't you?" Klaus said mockingly.

He gripped the back of Elena's head and lifted her off the floor and into his lap, earning a heart wrenching cry from her throat. One arm stayed locked around her arms and waist as he placed a kiss on the back of Elena's neck. He grinned at the crowd and pressed himself against her as she closed her eyes, feeling his fangs trail down her neck. His left hand started to knead her breast as he seemed to be in a deep thought, earning a smirk from the audience.

"She refuses to dance, you know," The voice continued, "We should get something nice to replace that."

"True…" Klaus spoke, deep in thought.

Elena closed her eyes again, trying to supress her whimpering. She knew it was hopeless and that no one would grant her any mercy, but it was all she could do now.

"You see," Klaus smiled, "Elena belongs to me. However, for today only, I'm willing to share her with you to apologize for the inconvenience. Her blood is the finest."

Elena's breathing caught in her throat. Most of the vampires had already feed on her, but it hand only been for a few seconds each time. Now Klaus wanted to open her up as a buffet for any vampire who wanted a longer drink!?

Immediately, Klaus pushed Elena to the floor and went to the side of the dining room. He then took out a piece of rope from the first drawer in the wall unit, and then he proceeded to walk towards Elena.

"Walk," He ordered her, and Elena obeyed, knowing that she wouldn't win.

He pushed her forwards until her back was against one of the columns in the dining area. He tied her arms separately and tightly above her head and proceeded to tie her legs as well, making sure she was unable to move. She was spread eagle, in an upright position facing the long table of vampires. They all stared at her like hungry dogs, all waiting for the command from Klaus for them to feed.

"Oh Elena," Klaus murmured, nuzzling her nose, almost playfully. "If you have just listened to me. All you had to do was follow my demands and all you have done is disappoint me."

"W-why are y-ou telling me this?" She cried desperately.

"I'm telling you this so you know why you're being punished," He snapped. "Maybe next time you will learn to respect me."

He kissed her lips roughly and brushed her hair to one side as he bit into her neck without warning.

Elena screamed in pain but she couldn't move. She couldn't do anything except stay still. He drank for what it seemed like eternity and soon she realized that other men were joining him, feeding from her wrist as well as any other body part they could find. When she felt herself growing weaker, Klaus forced his blood into her mouth, healing her completely before they started again.

The pain was horrible yet she couldn't fight back. Her body had become one huge ache and she could've sworn that she was going to die and soon. At least, she would be free of this pain. At least she had given birth to a daughter, and her daughter had a great father to take care of her.

She couldn't fight anymore. Not even the fact that she was going to see Hayley was enough now.

So Damon and the team are going to save Elena :')

Prepare yourselves for some happy chapters, I think you deserve them :)

Bonnie has also managed to find a spell that created a fake "message" that tells that Klaus cannot use Hayley as a sacrifice.

Thoughts? Reviews? :)

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