Never Spoken

AN: Alright, another day, another chapter. As always I don’t own, just play with. Thanks again to all of you who have reviewed. It mean the world and makes me want to keep at it.

Chapter 3

Sarah awakened to find herself no longer bound to the four poster bed she occupied last night. Her body was clothed in a silk night gown, one a little to revealing for her if you wanted to know her opinion on the matter, and she was no longer in the room with the box she escaped from. The bed she lay on now, while still bigger than any bed she had ever seen, was smaller than the regal kings she was taken in the night before.

*I can’t believe he did that*

Tears began to well in her eyes as she thought about what he did. *But you liked it more than you didn’t.

* Sarah shook her head, laughing at the voices in her head. She did like it. What was wrong with her? He basically raped her last night and she barely felt like she should be mad at him.

*Maybe he had a good reason?*

Sarah sat up and hugged her legs as she contemplated the issue. Her past seemed so hazy. She couldn’t seem to remember anything but tidbits of what had happened before the night of her rendevous with the king.

As she got up out of the bed, she rolled her neck, the kinks in them seeming almost unbearable.

*I need a nice hot bath*

She walked around the room, which once again, was larger than she could have ever imagined. She walked to a set double doors, only to find them locked tight.

*That’s strange.*

She turned and found another set of double doors, and sighed in relief as they opened. She slowly walked out into the sunlight, onto a balcony, and then she gasped.

“Oh my god.”

It all hit her like a ton of bricks. The wish, the thirteen hours, Hoggle, Ludo, Sir Didymus, the ballroom, the Goblin City that lay before her, and of course, that asshole of a Goblin King.

She began to breath faster as her heart began to race, and then, came the final remembrance. She saw a baby, a small baby...

“Toby.”

And she saw the man who stole her innocense the night before holding him like a rag doll above an opening. And then, that poor little boy...

“That son of a bitch!”

Sarah turned around and found a goblin standing there in front of her.

“The king requests your presence for breakfast. He wants you there as soon as possible. He says to wash up and be on your way.”

“Well,” Sarah said walking past the goblin, “you tell that asshole, that he can kiss my ass! He can not order me around, I am not his to control.”

“But, m’lady,”

“You heard me. If he wants to see me so bad, then he can come up here himself and find me!”

The goblin flinched as Sarah yelled at him. He nodded and with a quick bow, scuttled off to tell his king what she had said. Sarah smiled as she continued her exploration of the room. The walk in closet was robed with tons of dresses and she looked at them all in disbelief.

“If he even thinks I am going to wear a dress 24-7, he is crazy.”

She walked out of the closet and noticed a small hallway. She turned down the passage and there laid two doors. The one on the right, was locked. The one on the left, however, was open.

“Oh thank the gods!”

The room opened up and was almost as big as the main room. In the middle of the room was a gigantic brass tub, on what looked like feet of some kind of animal. There were candles all over, towels for days, and mirrors all over the place. A vanity sat on the opposite wall, a large mirror that was oddly familiar. There were perfumes of all sorts, make up of all kinds, and a dress lay on the chair.

“I don’t know about the dress, but everything thing else is a dream come true.”

She quickly undressed and turned to the tub.

“Shit, how am I supposed to get water?” She looked over the tub for any handles of any kind. She looked to the ceiling for some king of shower head to fill the tub.

“What does a girl have to do to get a bath around here?”

A goblin scuttled in the room and bowed low. He nodded at her and then to bathtub. No sooner was he in the room, was he out.

Sarah covered herself with her hands and blushed as the goblin entered, but when she turned and found the tub piping hot, she yelled a thank you in his general direction.

“Now, this is more like it.” Sarah sighed out as she sank low into the water. She reached over and found little vials of smelly stuff. She smelled one and smiled. “I love peaches.” She poured some in the bath tub and the water turned a shade of peach, the smell overwhelmed her, and she smiled to herself.

“Now, I could get used to this.”

She began to wash herself off, finding herself a little tender between her legs, but as she brushed up against herself, she jumped a little as she intense sensation ran through her. She repeated the motion, running her finger along the think line of her lips she really never paid any attention to. She jumped again as she reached a mound of flesh, and moaned as she touched it again, and again, and again.

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Jareth sat patiently waiting for the goblin to arrive back with the news of Sarah being awake.

Last night after he left her, he did not sleep, for he could not shake the image of Sarah beneath him, moaning, calling out his name. He grew hard just thinking about what happened.

“She was not supposed to enjoy it. She was supposed to be afraid of me, she was supposed to be in fear. Why did she not react like she was supposed to?”

*Like she is anything close to normal? You think she was going to be like all the others? You think she is actually going to give in to you that easy? I bet she is pissed, but she liked it. You know she did.*

Jareth smiled as his thoughts rang through his mind. It was right. She was not like any other girl he knew. She liked the treatment he gave her. After all, she made it all the way through and she almost did beat him.

“Almost.” Jareth smirked that oh so sexy smile.

“M’lord.” The goblin scuttled in and bowed.

“Yes, news from Sarah?”

The goblin took a deep breath and repeated exactly what Sarah said.

“And she says ‘If you want to see her so bad, then you can go up there and find her yourself.’”

Jareth should have been furious. She just disobeyed him on purpose. She was being a little wench and she should have been dipped head first into the Bog of Eternal Stench. But, he felt a sensation in him he had not felt in a long while. A gaming sensation.

“She wants a game, then she’ll get one.”

Jareth nodded to the cooks and they understood that breakfast would have to wait a little longer. He walked from the dining room and up the long staircase leading to the bed chambers. He walked past his own and smiled. The restraints were still tied to the bed. Oh what a night it had been. He walked to Sarah’s room, and with a wave of his hand, opened the door.

“Sarah?” Jareth peeked in and noticed she was no where to be found. *She could not have escaped. Not possible. Unless...*

Jareth ran to the balcony, hoping to the gods she did not do something stupid. He leaned over the edge, looking for pieces or the whole Sarah. When he found none he shook his head.

“Like she would be that stupid.”

“M’lord, she is in the bathroom.” A meek goblin scuttled away as he spoke.

Jareth smiled and stalked down the hallway. Steam billowed out from underneath the closed door. He opened the door, soundlessly, and as soon as the steam cleared, he wish he would have knocked.

“Oh my gods.” Jareth froze on the spot as he saw Sarah, lying naked in the tub, and not only was she naked, but she was in the process touching herself.

“Mmmn.” Sarah smiled to herself, pleasure filling her body. Quick intakes of air, more moans, more smiles. “Damn.” She started to make waves in the tub as her hips began to thrust with her the movements of her hands.

Jareth stood watching, frozen to the spot.

The smell was intoxicating. Peaches, peaches and the smell of Sarah and her arousal. He glared at the unknowing girl, what she was doing to him. His pants grew even tighter around him, and it begged to be freed.

“Oh, oh my gods.” Sarah began to pant even harder, her moans growing in sound, deeper in pitch, more rigged and pleasure filled. Her back arched and the king eyed her breasts as they ducked in and out of the water that was thrashing around her.

“Sarah.” Jareth whispered as he began to move to the tub. He walked behind her, listing to the sounds she was making and even before he thought about it, was behind the tub, wrapping his arms around the golden beauty in the tub.

Sarah didn’t even notice the hands snake around her body. All she knew was that whatever it was and whatever she was doing felt damn good. She arched her back up as the sensations ran through her whole body, even her breasts. The massaging that was occurring on them only fueled her fire for desire.

“Oh... Jareth.”

Jareth froze once again as she let his name slip from her full and luscious lips. He pulled her closer to him, breathing on her neck, nipping in the places knew drove her wild.

Sarah began to feel light headed. The heat of the water mixed with the intoxicating scents and the hard breathing were starting to catch up yo her. But she couldn’t stop herself. It felt so good. She slid her fingers in and out, rolled her head to the side to let the sensation deeper into the nape of her neck.
“Oh... Oh...” Sarah began to feel it coming and with one last thrust of her hips and a deep bite from the king behind her, she let go of it all. She lay there for a moment, a bliss filled moment, just relishing in the feel of the pleasure she gave herself. Slowly she came back to reality and noticed the small trickle of blood flowing over her breast.

“What the hell.” She turned around and screamed. There sitting on the floor breathing hard and looking rather dumbfounded, was Jareth.

“You, what are you doing in here?” She immediately covered herself with her arms.

Jareth stood on shaky legs. She had no idea what she did to him. He was absolutely powerless with her. He would give her anything she asked for. And she had no idea what she did to him.

“I believe,” he said trying to keep his voice steady, “you said if I wanted to see you then I should come and find you. Little did I know,” he rose from the floor and grabbed a towel for her neck, “that I would find you in a situation like this.”

He reached for her and she cringed away from him. “You do not have any right to touch me.”

Jareth smiled. The game was on.

“I believe you liked me touching you...”

“I would never like anything you did to me.”

“No? Then why say my name when you touch yourself? Why love the way I rub your breasts and nip your neck? Tell me Sarah, do you really hate me all that much?”

Sarah turned 5 different shades of red. He was here for that? *Yeah stupid. You can’t bite yourself in the neck.*

She swallowed a couple times and then replied, “Yes.”

Jareth laughed a little and threw the towel at her. “You are no good at lying. Age difference did not change that.”

Sarah perked up at the comment. “What did you do to me? Why I am I like this?” She said motioning to her towel covered body.

“All in good time, my Sarah.”

Sarah turned and pinned the king with a glower. “I. AM. NOT. YOURS!”

“On the contrary... your body says other wise.”

“What?”

Jareth smirked and turned to leave. “Come and have breakfast. I will enlighten you.”

Jareth left the room with the smirk on his face and couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“This is going to be a little more difficult than I thought.”

“I heard that!! I am not difficult!”

Jareth smiled again. Maybe things weren’t going to be so bad after all.

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Sarah sighed as she sat at the vanity. She couldn’t be liking this. She did not want to be here. She did not like that cocky, arrogant, hot, Goblin King. Wait... did she just think he was hot?

“Oh, I can’t do this.”

Sarah looked at herself in the mirror. What was she doing here? And what about Toby? He couldn’t have been that cruel, could he of?

*He did rape you.*

She sighed as she rose from the vanity. She may be here with him, but that didn’t mean she had to be WITH him.

*But you like him. You like him a lot.*

She walked from the bathroom and to the doors that were locked before. She found them open and she took a deep breath.

*I guess I should just play the part. Maybe then, just maybe, I can find Toby and get us both the hell out of here.*

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AN: TA DA! Another chapter delivered just for you. *smiles* Thanks again for the support and I hope you all are enjoying it so far.

And yes SerpentLady... I was going for a “Sleeping Beauty” feel... but the box isn’t for the dead. You will find out what it is for in the near future... I promise.

Until we meet again!