Hi, guys. I'm gonna start a new Klaroline story soon. I believe it will be pretty good because it's actually a three some! Caroline, Stefan and Klaus. Anyways, reviews give me inspiration. Let me know what you think. I love to hear your opinions and I want to know where you would like the story to go! XOXO, LOVE YOU ALL!

Caroline slowly moved to her side and kept her breathing even. She let her eyes slip open for a second to see Klaus laying there. His chest slowly rose and fell, he had a child like innocence to him as he slept. She found herself studying him. "You know it's rude to stare. It's also rather obsessive to watch a man while he sleeps." Caroline tried to let out a scream but due to the nights events, she found she couldn't make any noise. She nearly threw herself off of his bed trying to get away from him. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up before she fell off. The way he moved so quickly astounded her. She shook those thoughts away, remembering the situation she was in. Since she had ruined her last plan, she dreampt of a new one after her nightmares had passed. She was going to try to get personal with him. As they sat with his arm holding her, staring into each others eyes, her mind began to wonder how she could possibly get to know him. She slowly slid her arm out of his grasp, her eyes never leaving his. She found herself wondering what was going through his very twisted, demented mind. She wondered why he stared at her the way he did. Every time he looked at her she saw hunger in his eyes and sometimes amusement. She tore her eyes away from him and looked down at the sheets below her. She needed to keep herself from those kind of thoughts. She only needed to think about escaping. She was growing irritated with herself for constantly letting her mind drift from escaping and actually thinking about him. She was in one of the worst situations possible and here she was wondering what her captors life was like outside of torturing women. Maybe she was just as sadistic as he was. She shook her head, focusing on her family. "Do you think I could call my mom. I know she's worried sick and my little sister is probably losing her mind." Caroline whispered before she could stop herself. She knew that to get him to say anything about himself, she had to tell a little about herself first. As much as she dreaded him knowing anything, she knew it was necessary. "My little sister looks up to me. I've acted like her mother since she was two. Now at eight, I am all she has. Our mother is too obsessed with finding a boyfriend to care for her children." She shook her head again at the thought. It was pathetic and she was telling some man who had everything about her life with nothing.

Klaus' breath hitched as Caroline almost fell. It was pure instinct to reach out for her. He had no idea why he did it, he should have just let her fall. It wouldn't have killed her. His thoughts from the night before filled his head. He knew he was only feeling pity for the poor woman. He didn't care to know her. She had just caught him off guard. All thoughts from the previous night were thrown out and pushed deep into the depths of his mind. He couldn't be letting her cloud his judgement. He needed to do what he pleased with her, end her life and get her out before his brother came next weekend. He had only a week left with the blonde beauty and he intended on using every last second to his satisfaction. Any thoughts of guilt he would shove away and he would no longer hesitate. She would be just like the rest. His thoughts consumed his mind until he realized that she was speaking. He looked at her intently and listened to the confession as it poured out of her mouth. As much as he tried to fight it, his heart went out to the girl. His own father had abused him physically and mentally while his mother could care less for his existence. He had also taken care of his younger siblings so he knew what she was feeling. He thought for a moment about fulfilling her request and decided against it. He couldn't risk her giving anything away in code. "I will allow you to write a letter to your little sister. It will be a note saying that you couldn't live there anymore and you have found happiness elsewhere." He said, sitting up from the bed. He'd had enough of her making him feel things he shouldn't and he thought about banishing her to the basement but decided against it. He would lock her in the spare room. It had sound proof walls and a bolt lock on both sides. The window couldn't be seen by anyone because it faced the many anchors of land that he owned. He knew that was the best place for her until he could sort himself out. Without another word, Klaus grabbed the keys to all the doors in the house and grabbed Caroline. She cried as he dragged her to the door, unlocked it and dragged her to the door of the guest room. He unlocked the door, threw her in and shut it quickly. He could feel her beating on the door and he knew she was screaming though he couldn't hear a thing. He secured the door and went off to take a shower. He had to prepare for her torture of the night.

Caroline slammed her fists against the door for what seemed like years. She kept screaming all sorts of curse words and finally broke down. He obviously didn't care what she thought of him so she began yelling every pathetic thing that ever went wrong in her life, hoping to gain his pity or his sorrow. That hadn't worked either. She had decided that she needed a new tactic. She noticed how he had all the keys on a key ring. If she could just get close enough to grab it and wait for the right time to escape then she could win her freedom easily. She knew the perfect way to get close to him. Seduction. She had learned from the previous night that he wouldn't touch her sexually unless she wanted him to. Or at least that was her theory since he didn't take his chance to have his way with her without much of a fight. She needed to make him think she wanted him and when the time was right, she would take the keys. She couldn't decide whether to know him out or wait for him to fall asleep. Her patience was wearing thin with every day that passed while she was captured. She needed her family back. She needed out of here and the only way to do that was to play his little game. She noticed a dull pencil and some writing paper on the desk. He was being precautious and hardly made the pencil usable. She grunted in frustration and wrote a little note saying that she felt filthy and would appreciate it if he would allow her to shower. Writing the note pissed her off to an unexplainable extent. She was actually asking permission to take a damn shower. The whole thing was pathetic. She almost didn't want to even give him the note that way she could save herself some dignity. Before she could talk herself out of it, she slid the note under the door and waited. She wondered where he was and why it was so quiet outside. She hadn't heard anything in a long time. Hell, for all she knew it had only been five minutes. As she waited she began to wonder why he had even locked her in here in the first place. She hadn't been rude nor had she been disrespectful. Maybe he was going to kill her soon. The thought scared her so she shoved it as far out of her mind as it would go. She needed to stay positive. She needed to keep herself alive.

Klaus had just got done hanging chains from the ceiling and also attaching them to the ground. Now that he had marked her, it was time for the fun stuff. He planned on doing what he always did on the second night. He was going to whip her until she called him master and catered to his every whim. The thought was delightful. He could see Caroline now, doing whatever he said. His arousal almost showed but before it got the chance, he noticed a paper laying just outside of the guest bedroom. Looking at it suspiciously, he picked it up and read it's contents. He let a smirk cross over his features. She was already learning who the dominant one in this party was. He decided to let her have a shower. He unlocked the door to the guest room and popped his head in. "If you would like to shower, I suggest you come now. I may not return for you." There was no wait. He instantly watched her jump up and walk towards him. He waited for her to walk out of the door before he locked it back and lead her into his bathroom. "I hope you understand why I cant leave you in here alone." He said with a smug grin. He notice her roll her eyes. She didn't even put up a fight. That was different. He turned on the water to a rather warm temperature and let the giant tub fill. By the time he turned around he had a naked Caroline staring at him. He couldn't help but look over the glory of her body before locking eyes with her. Something had changed about her. Had she given up her fight? He found himself hoping not. As much as he wanted to rid himself of her, he enjoyed the fight. Before he knew what was happening, she walked over to him and began tugging on his shirt. He willing obliged and let her lift the shirt over his head just to toss it on the ground. As she began going for his pants, heat flooded through his body. He wanted to come up with some witty remark but he found himself speechless. He watched, his eyes turning dark with lust, as Caroline undid his jeans and pushed them on the floor along with his boxers. He stepped out of this. His member was already at a straight stance. He was sure this didn't go unnoticed by Caroline. Her blue eyes found his as she leaned in close to his ear. She nibbled on his ear lobe for just a moment before whispering, "Get in with me." The desire in her voice drove him mad. He could no longer help himself. He picked her up by her waist and wrapped her legs around him, his member pressing into her stomach. He carefully stepped into the steamy water, his eyes not leaving hers for a moment.