Chapter Three

(The Nightmare Begins)

Sarah had been left in the towers alone for hours. There wasn't even a door for her to pound on. Surrounded by stone she had spent the entire time feeling scared, alone and sad. Her perfect birthday was gone. Only uncertainty and the tower she'd been left in remained.

The sun had already begun to set as she stared at the place a door had once been. What would she do now?

"Why ever are you on the floor?" A silky voice inquired. Sarah's head jerked up at the sound of the Goblin King's voice.

"Stay away from me!" She said, jumping to her feet and scrambling away from him.

"Now, now Sarah that's no way to greet your Master." He told her calmly as he fiddled with his left glove. Looking at her once again he was pleased by the terror in the girl's eyes. Just the way he wanted it. "Come here." He told her.

Sarah shook her head no and tried to back further away. Unfortunately she had already backed all the way across the room and there was nowhere else for her to go.

"Come here," Jareth said firmly. He watched as Sarah refused yet again. Anger took hold. He disappeared and materialized before her before she could blink. "I said come here!" He yelled at her. She flinched but he ignored it, seizing her hair and pulling her with him to where he had been previously standing.

"Ouch!" She screamed at his harshness.

He released her so quickly it caused her to stumble and fall to the ground on her knees. Bending over he grasped her chin and forced her to look up at him. "You do as your told girl," He sneered at her. Releasing her he came to a fully imposing standing position. Sarah stayed on the ground where she was. For fear or pain he didn't know and didn't care.

"I will be obeyed Sarah. I do not accept disobedience and I will punish you for it." The Goblin King warned. "Get up." Sarah stared at him. His eyes narrowed and she slowly got up from the ground. "Lay on the bed." He told her.

"No!" Sarah shouted before she could stop herself. It was a mistake. Jareth grabbed her and taking two steps threw her down on the bed. She landed face down. Defiantly she looked back to see him walking towards her. Instinctively she turned to face him.

Jareth looked at the dark haired beauty on the bed. Even terrified she looked beautiful. He allowed himself to take a very long appraising look over her and the emerald green bikini she wore. It was only the emerald see through material around her waist with gold leaves that obstructed the view of her lower half a bit.

"Remove that," He ordered gesturing to the sarong around her waist. Sarah just looked at him making no move to remove it at all. "You're trying my patience Sarah. Remove it or you will regret it."

"No." Sarah said defiantly.

"Have it your way." Reaching over he tore the sarong from her waist which affectively turned her on her stomach once more. "Such a pity." He said as his riding crop materialized in his hand. "You'll learn Sarah." He brought the riding crop down on her bottom.

Sarah screamed and tried to move but her arms and legs were suddenly bound. The riding crop came down again and she screamed once more as tears began flowing down her face.

"I will be obeyed!"The Goblin King sneered at her. He brought the crop down on her again and again.

"Please Jareth!" She begged after suffering through several slaps from the riding crop.

"You don't have permission to use my name!" He growled at her and hit her a few more times.

"Please!" She screamed in pain.

"Please what?" He challenged.

"Please stop." She begged. He lifted the riding crop to hit her again and stopped as he heard, "Please stop Master."

Jareth made the crop disappear pleased with her submissiveness. "Very good." He told her. Instantly her wrists and ankles were released. "Turn over."

Sarah's eyes widened. Her bottom still throbbed from the force of his whipping on it. The last thing she wanted to do was put pressure on her sore rump.

"Do I need my crop again?" Jareth asked warningly. He watched as slowly the girl turned over for him. Tears stained her face and had caused some of her hair to mat but he ignored it. Even now he found himself wanting her.

"Understand this and understand it well." The Goblin King said firmly. "You are mine in every sense of the word. No one will fully know you unless I allow it."

Sarah gasped as she suddenly felt his hand slide up her leg and come to a stop next to her most intimate place. She went to move but couldn't as Jareth's hand held her where she was. A moment later, she felt a warm sensation cover her most intimate place, and then it was over.

"What did you do to me?" Sarah asked fearful. She knew the Fae had done something to her but didn't know what.

"I sealed you." The Goblin King said removing his hand from her.

"Sealed me?" Sarah asked for the first time not showing fear.

"It's similar to what some tribes do in your world." He replied. "You are now unable to have intercourse or allow anything else to enter your body." He informed her. "Only I have access." Sarah unconsciously scooted away and The Goblin King laughed at her discomfort.

"Poor Sarah, I imagine it's rather difficult to know I have complete control over you and your life," He taunted. Sarah gulped and the king smirked at her. Yes things were the way they should be as far as Jareth was concerned.

"You could've at least let me have my birthday." She said sadly. "Why couldn't you have waited till tonight instead of taking me this morning?" She demanded.

"Watch your tone!" He snapped. "You are my subject and will address me as such. As for why I took you when I did I suppose you can thank your mother."

"My mother?" Sarah said confused.

"The peach you ate bound you to me and forced your return. However it returned you at the time of your birthday. Not just the day you were born Sarah but the exact moment you were born." The Goblin King explained. "Judging by when you arrived I would say you were born at 9:30 in the morning." He watched as Sarah lowered her head. "If it was merely the day you were born you would have appeared at midnight."

Sarah didn't look up. She supposed Diane's breakfast would be the only thing she'd have to keep as a fond memory of today.

"I suppose you'd like to know what will become of you now." Slowly Sarah looked up at the Fae king. While part of her wanted to know his plans for her, the other part would prefer not to. At least then she might have a little hope.

Jareth almost groaned in pleasure at the sight and feeling of fear and uncertainty radiating off her. Humans were fun to scare and torment but Sarah was even better. She had a reason to fear him. She'd been foolish and rejected his offer. The girl may be beautiful but he'd make her pay for it. No one rejected a Fae, let alone a King. Worse yet was to refuse the Goblin King. Of course no one had ever refused him until Sarah and none had refused him afterward.

"You will begin your duties tomorrow." He informed her. Gesturing to her Bikini he said, "While I don't mind you wearing this when we are alone, no one else is to see you like this." In truth he didn't mind having her in it at all. Although he knew he wouldn't be able to concentrate if she was walking through the palace in barely anything. Jareth also knew no other male would be able to concentrate.

"This is all I have." Sarah said carefully.

"Clothing will be provided." He told her unconcerned. He stepped away and looked around the room. It was small and depressing even to him. "Prove yourself to be obedient and I will allow you better accommodations. Until then you will simply have to deal with this." He said, gesturing to the bare stone walls.

"I can be generous Sarah, but you will have to earn it. Please me and I will be. Displease me and you will think this is a dream room compared to where I might decide to put you." Sarah visibly gulped, causing Jareth to internally smile.

"Come here." He told her.

Sarah didn't want to go to him, but the fear of him hurting her again made her move her legs off the bed. Slowly she got up and walked to where he stood. Once there she lowered her head, not wanting to see the satisfaction in the Fae kings eyes.

"Very good Sarah." He told her as if he was praising a child. Sarah's fire came back as she looked up and glared at him. "Good," He said pleased to see the fire in her eyes. "I don't want you to lose all your fire little girl. Just recognize when to allow it and went not to." He put his hand in her hair and pulling her toward him kissed her possessively.

Sarah tried to pull away but couldn't break his grasp. Finally Jareth ended the kiss. He allowed his hand to leave the back of her head and go around her throat. "Just obey me in every way and your life need not be overly demanding." He stroked his hand down her throat as he spoke until he stroked just above her left breast. "Make your life easy and please me." Instantly Jareth disappeared leaving a trembling Sarah behind. She had a very bad feeling of what he might want from her.

Sarah crumbled to the ground and started to cry. "It's not fair!"