Under his protection

new place

*Daniel*

Last thing I remember is running, I felt someone pinning me down. A sharp pain in my neck followed after by the man telling me 'I would be okay'. I wasn't asleep but I felt tired and I couldn't move, the man picked me up.

He was a tall mixed race man with short hair. He had muscular arms with a scar on his chin. I was passed to the guy who came to 'collect me' in his car, he was tall too with longer hair and darker skin. His eyes were gray but his grip on me was protecting...

I must have fallen asleep as we were now pulling into a driveway. He carry's me inside, his mansion is massive with a lovely inside. But I won't let bitch face ,yes that's what I'm calling him, control me.

I start to feel groggy and to red again, my heads spinning so I fall back asleep... BIG MISTAKE!!!

I wake up in this crib with a mobile over my head, I must still be dreaming but when there is a diaper between your legs it's hard to convince yourself that it's all a dream... I'm trying to move my legs in this infernal thing but it's really not easy to as there is so much of it wedged between my legs. I'm trying to take the tabs off but they are impossible!

When I finally get up this crib only hits my waist so it was easy to climb out of... I walk out this shitty little baby room. Like is this guy messed up? Kidnapping people and dressing them up like babies for fun?

There is a room next door that looks like it has normal people clothes so I steal one of the massive shirts I find. It had a soft scent of Cologne but I didn't mind.

I slowly make my way downstairs, when I get to the bottom of the stairs I look round to see if there is anyone there. It's the dude with long hair that kidnapped me, mixed race man that gave me that shot and tons of other dudes and women round a table.

In an odd way they don't seem all that scary when they are standing round a kitchen island table and laughing.

"Well hi there" I let out a scream as a voice comes from behind me. She is not very tall but taller than me with caramel skin and long hair on one side, with the other shaved off. Black hair with the tips died purple. She chuckles softly as I catch my breath, she really scared me... "I'm sorry there cutie, I didn't mean too scare you"

"It's fine" I whisper trying to keep my cool. My scream must have been really loud as when I turn back round all the people in the kitchen area are looking at me... I slowly go back up the stairs. Sprinting up them once I'm out of view. I go back into the bedroom where I found the shirt and sit on the floor.

My breathing was heavy and my head hurt, I could feel myself breathing heavily but I wasn't going to attempt to calm down, I was in an unknown house with unknown people... I just wished the floor would swallow me whole or the building would collapse or someone would shoot me on spot...

The tall dark skinned man crouches down beside me, he is talking but I'm not listening. He tries to touch me and I scream, I don't like touching when I'm like this. He gets the message and just sits next to me quietly, I would prefer he went away but whatever...

"I know this will be a hard adjustment but you'll get used too it here and you might even go back to your old people if they get me my money" Bitch face says with a smile, why he is smiling... No idea but I hate it.

"Hard adjustment... I don't know your name, where I am, I have a diaper between my legs, there are people down there that stormed my house, I was given a shot yesterday, my grandparents gave me up... How is that just hard and I'll never adjust to this shit hole" he pops my thigh. "Ow what was that for"

"Language" he warns sternly, bitch face is really annoying me right now. I don't really care about what he has too say... "And about the diaper. I read up on your background and I think it would be beneficial if you joined me in my lifestyle" bitch face speaks slowly.

"Lifestyle, what lifestyle" I ask softly as my tears start to subside. But bitch face had to ruin my mood again!

"CG/LB (caregiver/little boy) " he says quietly... I got up quickly.

"I'LL NEVER DO THAT WITH YOU, I'M NOT A BABY OR SOME FUCK TOY" I'm screaming at him but he doesn't seem phased by it. As I'm screaming he gets up slowly and walks towards me but I move away until he backs me into a corner hugging me tightly.

"I'm not doing it to fuck you, if we did even have a relationship it wouldn't have anything to do with this anyway" He says over me which I didn't know so blame bitch face for scaring me...

I didn't stop struggling though. He is trying to soothe me I think but I won't be soothed, I don't want to be... I'll die before I let bitch face control me..