Zayn
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The next morning, I woke up with a pounding head ache and a excruciating pain in my back and bum.
Then the memories of last night came flooding back into my mind.
'IM NOT A VIRGIN ANYMORE!!!' I yelled to myself in my mind. Then I stopped because of my head ache.
Only then did I realize that two sets of arms were wrapped around my waist and both of my feet were locked by two other sets of feet.
I slowly got out of the tangle of arms and legs and made my way to one of the three doors that were in the room. I was lucky enough to have chosen the bathroom door.
I scrummaged around in the cabinets until I found some pain killers. I took two out for the bottle, and swallowed them with water from the bathroom sink.
I looked at myself in the mirror. Blue, purple, red, and pink marks littered my body. Hickeys. I pressed on a few of them and felt a sting but sighed in content because it felt good.
Daddies said I had a pain kink.
My eyes widened.
Daddies.
I like the sound of that.
Hey guys!!!
I know it's a short chapter but I felt like updating again, even if it was short.
My next chapter will be up tomorrow hopefully.
So
Good night,
Good afternoon,
Or
Good morning,
Wherever you are.
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My Daddies
FanfictionZayn is just a normal, 16 year old. He graduated high school early, so he lives by himself. He all innocence. There isn't anything about him that's not innocent. Except for the one tattoo he has on his arm that some friends of his made him get when...
