Beg. {A Larry Stylinson Fan Fic}

Chapter Seventeen: Whooping

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The car ride was slightly awkward between Harry and Louis. Harry didn't know whether to try to make a conversation or just let the silence over take them. However, he stayed silent, knowing Louis would probably ignore him anymore.

Louis was the first to speak though, clearing his throat. "I'm not gay." He said, which surprised Harry by his choice of words.

"So I've been told.. Plenty of times." He chuckled to ease the awkwardness.

Louis rolled his eyes, "We didn't fuck you back at your place, and today, I raped you for being a queer. Remember that."

"But it wasn't really rape, I wanted it.." Harry said.

"Exactly. Now keep your mouth shut if anybody asks why you can't walk."

"Fine. But they're gonna see you have marks and they're gonna put the puzzle pieces together and find out.."

"I don't have hickeys and if they ask then I'll tell them I raped you. Simple as that. Everyone knows what I do."

"But-"

"No more questions or talking. You're boring me." He said.

Harry just sighed in reply and looked out the window.

Louis was gay, right? Of course. And one day, he could be with Louis and get married. It was gonna happen. Harry didn't want anybody except Louis. No body.

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Harry unbuckled his seat belt, stepping out and closing the door. He followed Louis to Niall's door with a frown.

"Louis, why am I here?" He asked again.

Louis ignored him, opening the door and pushing Harry in.

Harry squeaked slightly, going silent at the sounds if laughing and the telly on. He bit his lip, "The rest of The Jocks are here?" He asked quietly.

Louis shrugged, closing the door. "Josh, Niall, Liam, Zayn, Stan, and Calvin are here." He smiled.

Harry swallowed, "Why?" He asked, only getting a shove towards the living room entrance in reply.

Harry sighed and walked in, all eyes falling on him as Louis flopped onto the couch with a smirk. Harry hugged himself, looking around silently.

Niall smiled, "Finally. Harry, strip for us." He said.

Harry frowned at that, "Strip? No."

Liam chuckled, "Aw, you think you have a choice. How cute." He slipped his belt off, "Now strip." He stood up.

Harry rolled his eyes, "What are you going to do? Whoop-" He let out a cry of pain when Liam brought the belt back, whooping his bum hard. Harry grew tears at the burn, quickly slipping his shirt off. He sniffed, seeing Niall recording. He ignored it, slowly sliding his bottoms down with his shoes. He was left in his underwear, blushing madly as he stared at the ground.

Calvin grinned, "He's cute." He said jokingly, "Take off your underwear."

Harry shook his head, crying out at another whooping that came. He slid his underwear off, wiping his tears and covering his crotch.

"Move your hands." Liam snapped, bringing the belt back but Harry moved his hands, not wanting another whooping.

"Good." Liam said, "Now turn around." He mumbled as Stan made fun of how small Harry was, laughing at how he shaved.

Harry obeyed, turning around so his bum was in view, two red belt marks on his bum.
Liam chuckled, "Bend over the desk." He smirked.

Harry whimpered and shook his head quickly, recieving two hard whoops. Harry cried this time, bending over the desk and shaking.

Small murmurs filled the room as The Jocks discussed what they should do next. Making up their minds, Calvin got some rope, walking to Harry.

"Put your wrists together." He said, watching as Harry did what he was told. He tied Harry's wrists, then tied it to the leg of the tale so he couldn't move them.

Stan took a sip of his beer and chuckled, "If he was a girl, I'd be in him in a second." He said.

Niall nodded, "Yeah." He murmured, biting his lip as he recorded, zooming in slightly. Liam patted Harry's bum with the belt, "Open your legs. Wide." He said harshly.

Harry whimpered as he spread his legs apart, letting his forehead rest on the desk.

Calvin tied the rope around one of his akles, tying it to the leg of the desk. He did the same to the other, smirking. "All tied up. Stuck now."

Liam chuckled and brought the belt back, whooping him multiple times hard.