No Control (L.S BDSM)

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This chapter was edited the 17.02.2023

Harry Edward Styles:

If someone told you that your life would change dramatically over night, would you believe it? I personally wouldn't because who are they to tell the future of your life? Why should they know something that you don't when it comes to your needs, wants and existence? You can predict, but you will never know until the waves splash your face when you at least were prepared for it. So no, I don't think you can tell me that my life will change, but I will still believe my life can, and tonight it did.

The sun is shining into the bedroom. A new view for my morning grumpiness, that today somehow don't exist. I know where I am. Louis bedroom. Just one thing missing, him. I sit up in bed and wonder where my cloths are. When I can't spot them I raise up from bed to look around, but still nothing in my sight. Would Louis be mad if I took a t-shirt from his wardrobe? A note laying on the bedside table is catching my view. 'I'm in the kitchen, come down when you wake up'. Thanks Louis, I still don't got cloths. Should I just put on a show?

"Good morning beauty" Louis smile when I walked downstairs into the kitchen. I've never felt more naked, of course because I am naked, but being bare here just makes it hundreds of times worse. He is staring me down while he is holding the newspapers in his hands.

"Where are my clothes?" I asked him

"In the washer, you need something to wear to work" he replied. I forgot I had work today. The weekend feeling had arrived, but I still got the Friday of work until I can slack off.

"Do I really have to go to work today?" I asked him rather wanting to spend it in bed.

"Do you have a reason not to?" he raised a brow. I didn't have any good excuse and I knew he would say no anyways.

"Uhm no I guess not"

"Then yes you have to go to work, now sit down and eat. How are your bum doing today?" he smirked. Well, you fucked me for the first time yesterday. I'm sore. Makes me wonder if he has experienced a sore bum himself.

"Sore" I mumble. Talking in the mornings isn't my kind of thing. I'm too grumpy for that.

"So, the second round you asked for is off?" he smirked.

"Didn't say that" I mumbled as I found myself staring at the box of Coco Pops.

"Good, today at noon we are having lunch together" he stated, while I poured some milk into my bowl of Coco Pops.

"I can't. I'm eating lunch with Tony" I explained. Louis's eyes turned from 'sex passion' to 'cold stare of discomfort and possessiveness'. This is a game that sound fun to play. He wants to work on my limits, but this could be a perfect way to work on Louis's limits of control. I haven't signed his contract yet. No rules.

"I might have to add 'ask for permission to have lunch plans' to the list of rules you will have to follow" he raised a brow.

"I don't reckon signing anything" I mocked. Louis's glare turned strict, and his hand was now on my naked thigh. He ran his hand up and down the side.

"When you do, and I know you will, this body belongs to me, and if you are a bad boy and go out with other men than me I might have to punish this body, maybe the butt or the cock. What do you think princess?" he teased touching my cock, which was by seconds hardening in front of him. He was enjoying seeing how my body responded to him. And I can promise him that it's only him that has ever made my body feel that way, but he doesn't need to know that.

"I wouldn't say no to you playing with my body" I moaned.

"Then have lunch with me" he groaned.

"I can't..." the words left my mouth, and the second they were all out his touch disappeared, and I was left with a horny cock longing for attention. Fuck him.