I was very into writing this so I decided to write more. I probably won't update again until next weekend though. :) Unless I'm hit with a ton of inspiration during the week. Enjoy and thanks for the reviews :)

I do not own the Vampire Diaries or Originals Characters. I own the story. ****Note: This story contains themes of an adult nature, including and not limited to rape, murder, kidnapping, domination, submission and more. If you are uncomfortable with themes of this nature, please do not read. This story may cause triggers*****

Chapter 2

The next day Caroline woke with a start, forgetting where she was momentarily. The sun was streaming through the windows on either side of the bed. She yawned and sat up. She wasn't sure of the protocol or what she should be doing, but before she could think about it further, Sarah came into the room.

"Good morning. I brought you breakfast." She sat the tray on the little table by the chair where Klaus had sat the previous evening. "You'll want to shower and dress and be ready for the day by 10am. After that I will show you to your duties."

Duties? What on earth does that mean? She thought to herself. She looked at the girl. She was very pretty with long auburn hair. She didn't look like she was abused in any way. She wondered how she could stomach working for such a monster.

Caroline wasted no time getting in the shower this time as the last time ended very uncomfortably. She dried her hair, put on some lotion and chose a tan dress, thinking it might be better to blend in until she understood what was going on. She didn't know if she should look for Sarah or just wait. She chose to wait as she had received no further instructions.

Sarah re-entered the room at 10am sharp. Looking at Caroline, she instructed her to follow her. They walked down the first hallway, turned and made their way down the staircase. The inside of the house looked even more beautiful than it had the previous evening. Caroline had to admit that Klaus, even though he was a monster, seemed to have amazing taste.

Sarah showed Caroline into a large library that seemed to double as an office. Although it wasn't lived in as you would expect an office to be. There was a large ornate cherry desk on one end and book shelves on each wall that stretched to the ceiling, filled with more books than she had ever seen except in a library. The art was beautiful and the floors covered by oriental rugs. It was straight out of a novel. Her family was not poor but she had never imagined anything like this. Even the Lockwoods, the wealthiest family in Mystic Falls, did not have a house like this.

Sarah motioned to a chair at one of the two tables in the middle of the room. Caroline took a seat. A few moments later, a rather large woman entered. She was older and she had rosey cheeks, graying hair and a very polished look. She sat at the table and began to speak. "My name is Mrs. Erdman. I am going to be your instructor of sorts. Mr. Mikaelson prefers to be able to have conversations with his girls. What is the level of your education?" She looked at Caroline with a funny look. It wasn't exactly judgemental or disapproving, just curious.

"I have attended college. I haven't graduated…yet." Caroline answered as politely as she could. She was having trouble figuring out the point of the conversation still. Klaus wanted refined slaves? She rolled her eyes accidentally as the thought rushed through her mind.

"Excuse me, you will not roll your eyes at me. I'm here to teach you." Mrs. Erdman said with a slight hint of irritation.

"No I, I'm sorry. I didn't mean…" Caroline stammered.

Mrs. Erdman got up and went to one of the bookcases. She grabbed a leather bound book and laid it front of Caroline. Caroline studied the leather bound book for a moment. "Wuthering Heights" by Ellis Bell, she read the title to herself. Confused she looked at the older woman.

"Have you read this book?" Caroline shook her head.

"No. I…I haven't read it." She had definitely heard of the book. She thought there was a movie by the same name. Other than that she had no idea what it was about.

"Read it. We will discuss the first chapter on Thursday." Mrs. Erdman went on to describe Caroline's duties, which all seemed to be related to art in some way. There were several books she was to read and be ready to discuss. She also interviewed Caroline as to her artistic ability and what kind of music she listened to. Mrs. Erdman explained that there would be an iPod in her room with pre-selected music that she was to listen to. She also arranged to have art supplies brought to Caroline's room. Caroline's confusion grew by the minute. She felt like she was in another dimension that looked a lot like college, only with electrical fences and a terrifying man named Klaus.

Four hours later, after Mrs. Erdman was confident of Caroline's experience and education, she was excused to go back to her room. She instructed her to wait in the library for Sarah. Caroline wondered to herself if she would always be escorted everywhere. Caroline took her books and returned to her room. She dropped them on the table, where she noticed an iHome with an iPod. She picked it up hopefully, but it was only an iPod not a phone.

She glanced at the time on the iPod, wondering if Klaus would make an appearance. Just as she completed her thought, Sarah came into the room with dinner. It was rather early for dinner, but Caroline was not complaining. She hadn't eaten anything during her educational interrogation and she was rather famished. The meals were simple here. Usually a protein of some kind, vegetables and water; however the food was good. By the time she finished her meal. She retreated to the bathroom and brushed her hair. Given Klaus's mood the previous day, she didn't want to anger him again. She grabbed her book and laid down on the bed to start her duty. She thought to herself that it was all very odd.

Wuthering Heights was surprisingly enthralling. The first chapter was about a man named Lockwood and his landlord Heathcliff. It had an air of darkness about it. It was very good though. Caroline found herself so lost in the characters of Lockwood, Healthcliff and Nellie that she hardly realized how much time had passed. She heard the handle to her bedroom. She jerked up and stared at the door. Her heart fell into her stomach and twisted into knots.

When the door opened, Klaus stood there for a moment before entering. He studied the girl on the bed, noticing the book lying on her lap. He smiled to himself. It was good she was concentrating on pleasing him. He crossed the room to his chair and motioned to the girl to sit on the floor at his feet. She removed herself from the bed and followed him, sitting on the floor just out of reach, not that it would help. Her heart was pounding in her chest, he could hear it. An unsympathetic grin crossed his face as he looked down at her. "Tell me love. What have you been busy with today?"

She let her head drop a little, a little unsure about how much detail he wanted. "I was reading a book, Wuthering Heights by Ellis Bell Master." She breathed a little sigh of relief that she remembered to call him that.

"Do you enjoy that Caroline? Reading?"

"Yes Master," She hesitated "Although I prefer lighter themes."

He smiled as his head dropped down a little. "Yes but I prefer darker ones." He narrowed his eyes just for the effect. She nodded and looked away. It was all very medieval, his Lord of the Manor demeanor.

"Stand up Caroline. We are going to try this again. Don't displease me this time." He looked at her with a very stern face. She closed her eyes and steeled herself not to make it a repeat of what happened the previous evening.

She stood up slowly; her entire body trembling. He could sense her fear. "Remove your dress." She swallowed hard several times as she grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it over her head. The tears were stinging her eyes on the precipice of streaming down her face. She stood there, exposed, hands at her side; her entire being shaking with a mix of fury and shame.

This time he didn't stay seated though, he rose quickly from the chair and stood in front of her. Studying her as if she were some exotic creature he had never seen. He searched her eyes with no discernible emotion on his face, just determination. His hands moved to her hair and he brushed her hair behind her shoulder as he gazed at her. He could have her whenever he wanted, but he wasn't in a rush. He liked to savor his victims. That is what they were, after all, even if he did care for them. He liked it this way; the power, the fear, the control.

His hands moved down to her arms, softly touching them as he made his way to her hands. He didn't move. His eyes were still trained on hers. He could see every emotion in her. He could feel the fear as she trembled. He backed away a few inches and studied her closely. "Caroline go to the bed and lie down."

By now the tears were falling freely; her skin crawling from the violation and the trepidation of what was about to occur. Klaus smiled to himself as he cross the room. He kicked off his boots and climbed into the bed with her. She lay there resigned to whatever was about to happen. He didn't make a move though. That was too easy. He was a complicated predator and the chase was the best part. He moved his hand to her stomach and caressed it lightly. "Very good Caroline. I want you to stop crying. It's unbecoming. I have done nothing to you yet to make you cry."

She swallowed the tears back and looked up at the ceiling. Yet. She repeated the word in her mind. He removed himself from the bed. For a moment she thought, maybe it's over. Instead he took his shirt off and grabbed a notebook and pencil off the table where the art supplies were sitting. He found clothes restricting sometimes. He moved the chair so that it was sitting beside the bed and began to sketch her for quite some time. At some point, she gathered enough courage to look over at him. She felt the color drain away from her face as she looked at him. She had never been as truly terrified of another human being as she was of him, although she had wondered if he was actually human. Even as he sat there drawing, he had a menacing air about him. He glanced up and caught her looking at him. "Yes Love. Is there something I can do for you?"

She jerked her head away from his gaze. "No Master." He seemed truly unencumbered by her presence. He dropped the sketch book on the floor and slowly rose from the chair.

He climbed on top of her. She felt all the air leave her lungs as he stared down into her eyes. The shade of yellow returned to his eyes. She stared up at him filled with terror. She could feel him against her, his entire body covering hers. As he lowered his head to kiss her, she instinctively turned her face away, to which he responded by grabbing her face roughly and forcing it back to him. A growl escaped his lips as he lowered his mouth on hers. His tongue darted in and out of her mouth; tasting her tongue and lashing against her mouth with great fury. She tried not to fight, realizing that would just infuriate him more. When he was done assaulting her mouth, he raised himself up to look at her.

He rolled to the side and started touching her stomach again. Goosebumps blanketed her body as his cold fingers caressed her skin. She gulped back the tears that wanted so desperately to escape from her right now. His fingers made their way up to her breasts, kneading and pinching, not hard, but enough to make her nipples hard. He smiled to himself. He felt himself get hard as he watched her struggle in her suffering. He decided to assault her mouth one final time. He grabbed a handful of hair in both fists as he rolled back on top of her and forced his tongue into her unwilling mouth. She yelped as his grip on her hair tightened causing him to smile as he again invaded her mouth with his tongue. This continued for a few minutes then he tore away from her lips and rolled off the bed; his grip on her hair still tight forcing her to roll over on her side. He released her and grabbed his shirt from the chair. He glanced back at the girl who was now curled up in a ball on the bed. "Good night Caroline. I will visit you tomorrow."

She kept her eyes closed until she heard the door close. The tears started to fall freely as the air in lungs escaped and she started sobbing hysterically.

The next morning she opened her eyes. Her entire mind filled with the events of what happened the previous night. She didn't know what time it was, but she rolled out of bed and headed for the shower. She was grateful for the shower. The conditions in the last place were humiliating. She wasn't able to shower, she was given a gallon of water to brush her teeth and wash up with. The bathroom was communal and she was escorted there and back. The guards leered at her and watched her. At least here she had a private bathroom. She turned the faucet and ran her fingers under the running water. When it was hot, she stepped into the water. The steam filled the room.

Again, she didn't waste any time. She should have looked at the time. She quickly got out and dried herself off. She walked towards the iPod and glanced at the time. It was 6:30am. It was really early. Although it wasn't late when Klaus departed, she was up for a couple of hours crying. She took her time drying her hair and getting ready. She just felt better when she looked presentable. The cotton dresses that she had worn reappeared in her wardrobe. She chose a yellow cotton dress with small white flowers. It was the same dress just a different color and with flowers.

Sarah came in at 8:30am with breakfast. "I will be back at 10am to show you to your duties today." She nodded curtly and promptly turned and left.

Caroline devoured the food on the plate, which again was a simple meal of eggs, toast and fruit and a glass of orange juice. She had about an hour left so she decided to return to Wuthering Heights. It was a good way to pass time and it kept her mind from wandering to the unpleasant things that had transpired.

Sarah returned exactly on time and nodded. She got off the bed and followed Sarah down the hall and then another and down the staircase. She walked Caroline back through the house through a maze of rooms until they arrived at what appeared to be a dining room of sorts, although not nearly as decorated as the rooms in the front of the house. On the floor there were dozens of shoes and boots and on the table shoe polishing supplies. Sarah pointed at the table. "This is your duty today. You can sit on the floor. There is newspaper so you do not get polish on the table or the carpets. Shine these and when you are finished, you can call for me on the intercom there." She motioned towards a box on the wall. Caroline nodded unsure still of how to use it. "They should be polished perfectly" Sarah added as a last thought before hurrying out of the room. Caroline glanced at the pile of shoes, Klaus's no doubt.

Caroline sat alone in the empty room for hours, listening to the sounds of the busy house around her. She polished shoes for hours. Around noon, another girl entered the room with food tray and set it on the table without saying a word and left immediately. Caroline thought to herself that being here was very lonely. Her only source of socialization was that of Klaus, Sarah and Mrs. Erdman so far. The other servants who came and went barely acknowledged her. She sighed looking down at her black fingers that were starting to prune from the work she was doing. Deciding to take a break she got up from the floor and took a seat where the tray was at the table and silently ate her lunch. She thought back to a time when she was in Mystic Falls with her friends Elena and Bonnie. Elena had just broken up with Stefan and had started dating his brother, but she was really happy. Bonnie had secretly been dating Elena's brother, Caroline knew, although Bonnie didn't know she knew. She smiled as a tear leaked out of her eye. How she missed them. Shaking herself back to reality, she finished her meal and sat back down to finish her task. When she was done, she lined up all the shoes and boots, then put all the supplies back the way they were. Once she was finished and made sure everything looked perfect, she rang for Sarah. "Ummm it's Caroline. I'm done with my task." She let go of the button and stared at the box. She wasn't sure if they were going to call her back. She was still staring at the box when Sarah entered the room and gave her an odd look.

"I…I didn't know if you would talk back. Can you actually hear me?" She asked the petite girl.

"Yes, but there was no need to respond." Sarah left the room and Caroline trotted after her as she had the last couple of days, back to her room. Her room was actually very peaceful, except when Klaus was there. She grabbed one of the other books she was supposed to read. It was a book on Impressionist Art. Caroline made herself read it even though it was not her favorite type of art. When Sarah brought her dinner, she didn't say a word. Caroline glanced after her when she shut the door. She ate her dinner and the same thing happened when Sarah returned. She grabbed the tray silently and then shut the door behind her. Caroline decided that she should freshen up and brush her teeth. Her fingers were stained with the polish and she scrubbed them until they where back to normal. She sighed as she looked in the mirror, her mind drifting off to what would happen tonight. Her breath became ragged at the thought of him touching her and she shuddered.

He didn't come early tonight. She started to get sleepy. She was unsure if she should stay awake. She tried to remember exactly what he said. He did say he would see her tonight. Hope flooded her mind. Maybe he wasn't coming. She immediately felt relief at the thought. Deciding she should lie down as it was getting late, she climbed into bed. She was out almost immediately.

A noise pulled her from her sleep. It was very late. She saw the light pour in from the hallway and a dark figure cross the room. The fear gathered in her chest. He was here. She heard him rustling around and removing clothing. She was grasping the sheet for dear life. The bed dipped as he climbed into bed beside her. "I know you are awake Caroline. I can feel it." He said in a flat voice. "Now turn over and greet me." She sighed as she rolled over. The room was dark; she could barely make out his features as she looked at him. He roughly pulled her towards him and crushed her lips. His hand went to her waist. He felt the material on her body. "Remove your night clothes Caroline." She started trembling. She didn't think she would ever get over the shame she felt when he made her expose herself to him. At least she had the cover of darkness this time. She sat up and pulled her white linen gown over her head. She laid back down. Again, he pulled her head towards him and began to kiss her deeply. His desire was intense. He would draw her into him; release her and then do it again. This went on for awhile. She finally caught her breath. His hands were exploring her body. Although they hadn't explored the most private part of her body yet; she said a quick prayer of thanks for that. His hands were rough on her. He didn't really care for her comfort or pleasure. He wanted what he wanted and right now he wanted to touch what was his. Her whimpers had no affect on him. He rolled her over in one movement and landed on top of her again. She could feel him against her leg. The mere size of him sent shivers through her body. In the darkness his eyes found hers and stared deeply into them. "Caroline listen to me carefully. You will not scream and you will not fight me. Do you understand?" She voiced her understanding. He could feel the excitement welling up inside of him. The first taste. He could hear her blood pumping through the veins in her neck. He turned her head to the side and exposed her neck. He lowered his fangs and lowered his head to sink them into her. Euphoria spread through his entire body. He could feel her heart pounding through her chest. Her fear was permeating every pore of her skin. How he wanted to consume her right now, right here.

She couldn't see him in the dark, she wanted to scream but every fiber of her body was forcing her not to. She felt something pierce the side of her neck and it stung for a moment but she didn't cry out. She could feel him sucking and drawing on her. Every pull weakening her against him; but she couldn't move. She lay there helpless as he devoured her. When he withdrew, he rolled off her and collapsed beside her, his stomach filled with her. She tried to roll away from him but instead he pulled her towards him keeping an iron grip on her arm. She was too weak to cry, she just drifted off into a deep sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, Klaus was gone. Her hands immediately went to her neck. She could feel the wounds. She quickly got up and went to the bathroom. She could see two identical round wounds on her neck. She used a washcloth to wipe the dry blood from her neck. She gasped out loud as the terror and realization spread through her body. She heard the door open and Sarah came in with a tray. She walked out, waiting for instructions. "Klaus will not be visiting today and you have no duties today." She smiled this time and Caroline sighed a deep sigh of relief. Sarah crossed the room, removed the sheets from the bed and exited the room.

Caroline spent the day reading and listening to music. She took a long bath in the afternoon after lunch. Sarah had come in during her bath and replaced the sheets. After her bath, she decided to sit in front of the window and sketch. She picked up the sketch book and opened it to the sketch of herself. She didn't look at it before. He's very talented, she thought to herself as she looked at the drawing. She sat there drawing until dinner and then went to bed early. It was a lazy day and she was grateful as she closed her eyes.