Foreign Affairs |H.S.|

Chapter 38

Mia's P.O.V

Finally, we caught up with Harry and Zayn who were looking in a shoe store.

"Wow, we've been here this long," Zayn asked in surprise, and looking at his watch. I checked my phone and looked at the time. It was 3:30.

"Well, Alexa and I are gonna get going. But we're on for Saturday, right?" Zayn said, wrapping his hand around Alexa's waist. I smiled internally at his affection towards her. She had never seemed so happy. I mean, she's had a couple of boyfriends, but I'd never seen her as happy with them as she is with Zayn.

"Yes, Saturday," Harry replied, with no type of emotion in his voice.

"All right, see you guys!"

"Come on, Mia, let's go," Harry said, walking to the car without even glancing at me.

"I'll see you guys Saturday," I said looking back at Zayn and Alexa who waved at me.  My nerves were jumping once again. Finally, we got to the car. Harry buckled himself in silently and began to drive off. The entire ride back to his house was silent.

"Harry, what's the problem?"

"Nothing." He said it quickly and looked between the rear view mirror and the road, and his grip on the steering wheel was tight. I just sighed, because I knew what his little hissy fit was about.

It felt like what seemed for forever to get back to the house. He just got out, grabbing his bags and walked up to the door. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I walked in, taking off my shoes and before I knew it, my back was pressed against the door and I was pinned between it and Harry's slender body.

"What the hell are you trying to do Mia," he breathed, his hands on either side of my head.

"What do you mean," I said, slightly nervous, but also nonchalantly.

"Is this for what I said earlier?"

"No, Harry."

"So then what huh? You think I didn't see you making googly eyes at Braxton while I was sitting dead in front of you?"

"Harry, please, it wasn't eve-"

"So then tell me." His voice now seemed a lot deeper and darker than usual. "Do you think Braxton would be able to touch you like this?" He put his hand down into my underwear and began rubbing at my entrance. I sighed, closing my eyes.

"C'mon, answer me. Do you think he could?"

"N-no, Harry."

"That's what I thought. Come on," he said grabbing me by the hand and leading me to the spare room. Oh shit, I thought to myself.

"We're gonna have a little fun. I want all of your clothes off when I come back in here, except your underwear."

When he left I immediately began stripping myself of my t-shirt, bra, and jeans. Then Harry came back in with two ties in his hand.

"Good girl. Now come here," he said, sitting on the bed. "Bend over my lap." I did as he said.

"Hands behind your back." I put my hands behind my back as he tied them together with one of the ties.

"You were being a bad girl Mia," he began, rubbing my ass like he did in the office. "First your attitude and then looking at another man in front of me. What were you thinking, hmm?"

"I-I wasn't thinking anything, I.."

"Oh, I know you weren't thinking anything, and that's why I'm doing this." His hand came down on my rear hard, causing me to squeal.

"After each time, I want you to say 'sorry Daddy.' Do you understand me?"

"Y-yes." Smack.

"Yes what?"

"Yes Daddy."

"Good girl."

Smack. "I'm sorry Daddy."

Smack. "I'm sorry Daddy."

This continued about 10 more times and my butt was burning, and my face was stained with the few tears that had fell down my face.

"Oh, you were so good for me baby girl," Harry cooed. He undid my wrists and said , "Lay back." I obliged, lying down on my back. He took the tie he had around my wrist at first and then tied it around my wrists and the bed posts. He took the other tie and wrapped it around my eyes.

"Harry," I gasped out, nervous of what was going to happen next.

"Shh, baby girl, this will all be over soon, okay?"

"Yes Daddy." He slid my underwear down my legs and I felt cool air hit it, making me moan at the impact. Then I felt a cool, metal object slide inside of me.

"Harry," I moaned out.

"It's just a vibrator baby. I'm gonna leave this in for 30 minutes." Hmm, 30 minutes. That shouldn't be so bad. I mean, vibrators were meant for pleasure anyways right? I heard a click and it started vibrating. I sucked in a sharp breath at the immediate pleasure. But it was so fast.

"Oh, Harry.."

"Aww you wanna come already baby, don't you?"

"Oh my god, y-yes Daddy."

"How does it feel?"

"G-good. So good."

"Well enjoy it now 'cause it won't last long." With that I heard the door close shut.

"Harry?" He had left me in here alone. A moan came out of my mouth at the pleasure. I bit my lip. My moans got increasingly louder as I came a second time, shuddering from the cool vibrator.

After 20 minutes, it became painful. It still felt good, but my insides felt swollen.

"HAARRYYY!! PLEASE! PLEASE, I'M SORRY, PLEASE," I yelled, tears seeping through the silk red tie. No. I couldn't take another orgasm. I felt my back arch off of the bed and I began squirming around, as if that would get me untied.

"Harry," I said, again, nothing but air escaping my lungs as much as I had been screaming. Finally, I heard the door open.

"2 more minutes," he said.

"D-daddy, I'm so sorry, I-I promise I'll be a good girl, just please make it stop."

"30 seconds."

"HARRY!!!"

"9,8,7,6,5..." I continued squirming around until finally the vibrations stopped and I was shaking, my teeth chattering against one another.

"You think you've learned your lesson?"

"Y-yes Daddy," I said, sniffling.

"Don't make me do this again Mia. Next time it will be a lot worse. Not let's get you undone and clean you up here." Then he began untying my wrists and eyes.