AN: OK. This chapter is rated MATURE. OK? M. This chapter, I gotta say, is not for children. Even though I, myself, am a teenager, I think teens, its ok to read this, but anyone under 13 probably shouldn't. but if you wanna, w/e. I mean its not THAT bad. But ya, ok, there's rape.

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Chapter Three

Jareth the Goblin King, was going over his business papers, when he got the call.

"SHE GOT OUT!?!?!?" He yells into the phone. Rage powering off of him, he sits clenched and demanding. "HOW? …… How did she possibly open the door? The door is under a spell, it can only be opened with the key …… THE DOOR WAS UNLOCKED!?!?! ……. I told you, always keep your kitchen door locked ……. She got through the City? …….. She's in the forest? …… Ok, I'll get to the castle and I'll find out exactly where she is ……. Oh, I fear for the goblin that left that door unlocked…."

The King shuts his phone and snaps his finger to transport himself to the castle. When he is in his room, he goes to his mirror, and magically he sees Sarah in the forest. Usually to see Sarah, he just uses his glass balls, but to see a person in those, he must first know where they are, and to find out, he uses his mirror.

Jareth picks up his phone and tells the person on the other line exactly where Sarah is in the forest.

Sarah was walking through the forest trying to find her way out, but really, right now she was lost. She walked on and on, not knowing where she was headed, she could be going in the direction back to the castle, she thought.

All of a sudden, she heard the heavy sound of hooves sprinting on the ground. She froze still, not knowing what to do. She faced the sound of the commotion, and then she saw maybe ten goblins on a big carriage, pulled by horse like monsters, coming towards her. She dove for the bushes, but they already saw her.

She hid behind a bush, as the carriage stopped and the goblins got out. They mad gruff noises as they pulled Sarah out from behind the plants.

"OH PLEASE!!! Let me go, please!" Sarah screamed, as she writhed around in the goblins arms. They tied and gagged her. She was set on the carriage, and along they went back to the castle, tears streaming down her face. Sarah silently whimpered the whole way back.

She was carried through the front door of the castle, and dropped at King Jareth's feet.

"Pick her up." He ordered the goblins. They held onto her arms, and she stood facing Jareth. "I didn't think it was going to be that easy, did you?"

She was still gagged, so she could not answer. "Yes, you did get out of the castle, but that was just a goblin mistake, and I will keep the key with me from now on. You will never get away from me, Sarah." Jareth went forward and undid her gag. Sarah did not look scared, she looked really pissed off, and stared up at Jareth with as much hatred as she could muster.

"I will spend my every waking moment trying to get away from you, and one day I will succeed, and you will not be able to find me." She spat up at him.

Jareth smiles down at her, and caresses her cheek with the back of his hand. "My dear Sarah, the moment you turn immortal, I will know exactly where you are, what you are doing, wherever I am. Even if I am in another world, I can just think about it, and I will know you are trying to escape. There is no escaping me."

"But… that is not fair!" She cries.

"Yes, I know it is." He bends down and kisses her forehead. "Bring her to my room, along with her dinner."

The goblins bring her through a wooden door into, surprisingly, an elevator.

"Fuck." Sarah whispers, and despite herself, she chuckles. A goblin pushed the top button on the wall of a dozen similar buttons, and up they whooshed. In a few seconds the door opened into a very dark room. She heard some one press a button and the lights switched on.

They were standing in a grand room, with black carpet and silver walls. All of the furniture was either black, silver, or red. And in the far back of the room, in the middle of the wall, was the biggest bed Sarah had ever seen. It was white, cloud like white, with big gold plush curtains draping the gigantic white headboard. There were three black carpeted steps surrounding the bed, as if it was on a pedestal.

Sarah's stomach dropped when she saw that bed. The goblins placed Sarah on a red couch, and in front of her they put her food on the coffee table. She didn't even look at the food to see what it was.

When the goblins left, she ran for the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. Frightened, Sarah ran around the room, looking for a way out. There was one other door, but it led to a white bathroom with no windows, the whole room didn't have a window. Strange, Sarah thought.

She contemplated hiding, but thought it stupid, he would find her instantly. She couldn't attack him, he was much to strong and magical. There was nothing she could do. Sarah sat down at the couch and picked at the food. She was preparing herself mentally for what would happen when King Jareth came through the black door.

Like he was called, Jareth came through the door. He was not wearing his black boots, just his grey tight pants and blue blouse that was unbuttoned. His blonde hair was spiked to perfection, and his different coloured eyes held mischief. He closed the door and leaned against it with his hands behind his back. He was showing Sarah, in more ways than one, he was ready for their rendezvous in the bed.

Sarah sat back on the couch, hands clasped together, trying to hide her great fear of him. He grinned, and then slowly strutted over to her.

"Hello, my darling. I see you are not properly dressed. Here, this time I will pick out what you are to wear." He left her on the couch, and went straight for the silver dresser. He opened a drawer, and pulled out two skimpy lingerie outfits. "Which one would you like, white, or black?"

Sarah did not answer, just stared wide eyed at him. He smiled and then said. "Well then, how about you model both for me. I can't decide."

"No!" Sarah burst out, disgust on her face. Jareth's brow scrunched and he let out a sigh.

"Fine then, you will wear the black one." He put the white one away and threw the black lingerie at Sarah. "Put it on." He ordered her.

Sarah got up and headed for the bathroom, no longer defying him, she decided to do as he said and it would all be over with faster. "No." He said. "Put it on in my presence." His mouth bent up in a taunting smile, and he leaned against the dresser.

"No! I will not undress in front of you!" Sarah yelled, anxiety covered her face. Jareth lost his smile, and then gained back a grin.

"Fine then, you may put that on in private. But I will be the one taking it off of you." He grinned devilishly at her and licked his lips.

Sarah jumped back in surprise, and then sped to the bathroom. The room was an exceptional bathroom. It had a white toilet with little gold roses etched around the edges, and there were two gold sinks over top white cabinets. The bath at the back of the room was more like a hot tub. It was large and white, fully loaded with jets and seats, and could fit four people comfortably.

Sarah sat on the toilet, seat down, and looked at the lingerie. It was a black frothy thing, with a push-up top and black see through lace that fell from the bust down to just below the crotch. It had matching panties.

Sarah sighed, and then decided to try it on.

The lingerie fit her nicely, she had always been very voluptuous, and the outfit complimented her. She twirled in front of the mirror, looking at every angle of her body.

There was a knock on the door, and then Jareth shouted, "Are you almost done!?!?"

Sarah didn't answer, but quickly fixed her hair, and crossed her arms over her breasts and walked out the door. Jareth was sitting on the red couch, and when she appeared he jumped up and grinned like a Cheshire cat.

"WOW! Wow, you look amazing." Jareth trotted over to Sarah and took ahold of her hands, that were still wrapped around her chest. "Let go now, dear." He ordered.

Sarah just stares up at him, a blank expression on her face. Jareth pulls on her arms and takes her hands to hold them up, so he could see her entire body. Jareth eyed her up and down, whispering little things to himself. He put his arms around her waist and kisses her with as much force as not to break her. Sarah tries to wiggle free, but Jareth is much stronger than her. He picks her up and throws her over his shoulder.

"Aaahh stop it!" Sarah yells, afraid of being upside down. Jareth throws her on the bed, and jumps on top of her. He holds her wrists in place over her head as his body curves to meet her lips, and his thighs tighten around her hips. Sarah tries to say words to stall him, but his mouth covers the sounds coming from her lips. She is completely frightened, and tears flow from her eyes. She did not expect him to be so rough, and so irresistible. Her body wanted to respond to him, but her mind was scared and shocked.

Jareth sits up, still on top of Sarah, and takes off his shirt. His body was muscular and pale. "Do want me now, Sarah?" He teases, while groping her breasts.

"I would never want you!" She spits at him, disgusted and full of rage.

"Hmm… After tonight you won't be able to resist me." He kisses her while removing her lingerie top. He feels her and says, "Just as I've always imagined." Sarah gasps, afraid and embarrassed over her exposure.

Jareth leans off her and removes his pants. Taking the chance, Sarah jumps up and tries to make it off the bed. But Jareth grabs her by the waist and pulls her back down. "No no no, you naughty, your staying with me." He grabs ahold of her panties and rips them off of her, accompanied by a scream from Sarah, making Jareth chuckle.

Jareth pushes his tongue down Sarah's throat while pushing her legs apart. "Please, please… don't." Sarah looks up at him, tears flowing from her eyes. For five seconds he thinks about letting her go, but then forces himself inside of her, making her scream. She screams for a little longer, and then just lays there, deciding there is nothing left to do. Jareth moves in and out of her, and for a while Sarah enjoys herself, with her eyes closed and thinking of someone else.

"Look at me!" Jareth gruffly demands, and Sarah's eyes look into the face of the sweaty beautiful man she so hates. "Look into my eyes." She does, she looks into his different shaded eyes, and can see the fire burning in the pupils. She would have closed her eyes once more, but he left her entranced in his beauty. The pleasure he was giving her was immense, she could not deny it. And looking into his eyes she forgot who he was, who she was, and thought of them as just two lovers, in love.

They moved on and on through the night. He never spoke, for he knew that if he did she would come out of her quiet, obliging, state and start screaming again. He had not put a spell on her, he was not powerful enough to put a spell on anyone to control them. He was afraid to stop their lovemaking for that night, he was afraid she would never be this agreeable again. He had to, he saw how tired she had become, and he too needed to sleep.

He collapsed on top of her and rolled over, leaving one arm and leg on her, to make her stay. Sarah did not look at him, she turned away and closed her eyes. She fell asleep in his arms, he fell asleep wishing one day he would be held.

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Ok, I know Jareth is mean… but c'mon, gotta love evil Jareth. Yes, Sarah hates him, but c'mon even though he's handsome, he kidnapped her. If I was kidnapped by David Bowie, I would be….. LOL actually, I would probably jump in Bowie's car any day, I would probably rape him myself…… BUT im obsessed with David Bowie, and she doesn't know Jareth to be a handsome rock star. Jareth's just a handsome king that kidnaps people…