Bad Teacher.

Chapter 8: Out Cold

Louis turned on some music, grinning devilishly at the out cold Harry. He picked him up and swung him over his shoulder, smacking his bum with a smile as he carried him towards the basement door. He opened the door and turned the light on, walking down the stairs carefully. It was cold in the basement, but he didn't shiver at all, used to being in the basement, which was a keep out zone for Eleanor.

He dropped Harry on the bed and grabbed his cuffs, setting it beside Harry before stripling him naked. He trailed his hand over Harry's body and grinned. So soft. So fragile. He was going to enjoy what was to come next. He flipped Harry onto his belly and handcuffed his wrists to the bars of the bedframe. He stacked some pillows and put it under Harry, adding another pillow so Harry's bum could be higher up in the air. He spread his legs and got some rope. He couldn't cuff Harry's ankles since he was in the caterpillar position, as yoga says. So, he wrapped some rope around one ankle, then tied it around one bar, doing the same to the other ankle.

He observed Harry with a small smirk, admiring his body. Then, he got his fuck machine, setting it behind Harry. A fuck machine was a machine with a dildo that thrusted it for men who couldn't get a real man. Louis used it to watch twinks get fucked.

He chuckled to himself and set up all his cameras, adjusting the lighting.

"Wake up, Harry... Aren't you ready to play?" He cooed against Harry's ear, sucking the lobe before pulling away, laughing. "He's out cold." He shook his head, plopping down on the bed beside Harry. "You should wake up. You're not being fair, love." He sing songed, taking his own cock out of his pants. He stroked himself slowly before losing patience.

He sat up and grabbed some lube, rubbing it over the dildo, then Harry's hole. He grabbed the remote to the fuck machine, turning it on low.

He watched as the dildo slowly entered Harry's hole, looking at Harry. Harry's nose twitched slightly, but didn't move otherwise, the dildo pushing deep into his ass. Harry then whimpered, eyelashes fluttering before he opened them with a small moan. He was about to move, but realised he was cuffed and tied up. He looked at Louis as the dildo slid out, slowly going back in.

Louis smirked. "Rise and shine, Harry. Can't have you sleeping all day you know. We got work to do."

"Who's in me?" Harry tried to look behind him but couldn't.

"No one," Louis smiled, "it's a fuck machine. Comes in handy when I want live action porn. I would get someone to come fuck you, but then I wouldn't see the thrusting. This is much better, and it goes at different speeds."

"You're insane." Harry moaned, "What happened? I remember coming here but my mind is blank of what happened afterwards." He whimpered in pleasure.

"You were being very disrespectful, Harry." Louis told him. "Very disrespectful. I had to yeah you a lesson, so I knocked you out. But you're okay, right Harry? Now it's time to have some fun." He turned the machine up a few times, watching as it began to thrust faster.

Harry gapped slightly, moaning at the feeling. He could feel the dildo push all the way into his ass and it did feel unbelievably good. He couldn't complain when he was in so much pleasure.

But, he saw Louis disappear behind him, getting worried. "Louis, are you leaving me?" He asked. He felt the bed drop a little and Louis rubbed his dick against Harry's bum. Harry gasped and shook his head, "Louis, no, I'm not ready for that yet, you're too big." He whimpered, thinking Louis was going to push in with the dildo.

Louis chuckled, turning around. He stopped the machine and watched it pull out of Harry. He then took the dildo off and put on a slightly bigger one, getting off the bed and turning it on low.

The strap on slowly entered Harry, Harry letting out a small breath at the stretch.

"Louis, oh god.." He moaned.

It was like that for the past half hour. Louis added a bigger dildo after a few minutes, and when the dildo was twice his size, he took it off and put on the dildo that was his actual size, then watched it enter Harry's stretched hole. He got on top and pressed inside of him too, smacking Harry's bum as stated to thrust as fast as the dildo.

Harry thought this was as hell but it didn't change the fact that he felt like he was in heaven. He bucked against the pillows for more friction, moaning loudly. "Fuck, harder." He begged, so Louis turned the machine up higher and thrusted hard. He pounded Harry's ass, slapping his bum hard.

Harry arched his back, the feeling of being double penetrated a whole new feeling but he did in fact like it, and he'd definitely do it again. But, he knew his bum was going to be in a lot of pain afterwards.

Harry had came before he even noticed, whimpering as Louis and the machine continued to pound him. Louis bucked into Harry hard before cumming, turning the machine off, sliding out with it. Before the cum could drip out with it, Louis shoved a large buttplug into him. He patted his bum.

"Not over yet, baby." He chuckled, Harry panting.

"Louis, I'm tired, I want to nap now." He pouted but Louis ignored him, moving the pills from under Harry. He tightened Harry's rope from his ankles so he couldn't move those either, then disappeared around a wall.

Harry closed his eyes, letting out soft breaths. Louis was crazy.

Louis walked out and smirked, "Oh Harry..." He sing-songed, watching Harry open his eyes.

Harry's eyes widened at the sight of kitten, "Aw!" He smiled tiredly.

Louis smirked, "If you want this kitten, you'll have to do something for me." He told him and Harry groaned.

"What is it?" He asked.

Louis stroked the kitty, still smirking. "Tattoo an L on your ass." He said.

Harry frowned, "No! I mean.. Why?" He huffed.

"Because your ass is mine. And I'd love to pound your little ass with your ass tatt showing off that it's mine."

"But tattoo's are permanent, Louis. If I want to get married to someone, they'll-"

"Stop talking!" Louis yelled, then sighed, "I don't think you heard me clearly, Harold." He set the kitty on top of Harry's back, "I said.. Your ass is mine." He growled, "Not anyone else's. Mine."