The One (Larry Stylinson BDSM)

1. The Auction

Louis' POV

I opened my eyes as a little bit of sunlight shined through a small window into the cold basement of the auction house. I sat up as much as I could to stretch my limbs, I was in a tiny cage, along with many other submissives who were kidnapped or sold by their parents.

I looked around and saw a few others were awake and playing with some of the straw at the bottom of their cages.

There was a ticking noise from the clock hanging up on the wall in front of me, I watched as seconds, minutes, and hours go by. The auction would start at 12pm, it was 11:28 right now, meaning in 2 minutes someone would come down to get us.

We always got cleaned up for these auctions. They don't want to sell "dirty, worthless subs" to people. We have to be clean and nicely dressed. Some people stayed naked if it was for a punishment, but a majority of us were bathed and clothed.

Once the clock struck 12pm, the auctioneer brought up the first submissive. A girl, maybe 16 or 17 years old, in a nice baby blue dress with her hair in pigtails. She also had a blanket and stuffed animal with her, you could tell she was a Little. She was such a sweetheart, I hope she finds a good home.

A few more people go up and soon enough it's my turn. I've been through this so many times. No one has ever made an offer to buy me. The men and women would make jokes saying I wasn't even worth a dollar.

I looked down at my feet as the auctioneer began speaking, giving out some of my basic information.

"Up next we have Louis, he's 19, virgin, very obedient, and he's got quite the bum. Let's start the bidding at $500."

Some people began to laugh. I blushed darkly and hung my head low, embarrassed to even be up here.

"$1,000!" I deep voice shouted from the crowd. The laughter instantly stopped and everyone turned to look at the mystery man. I glanced up and couldn't quite tell who it was, he was towards the back where the lights were dimmer.

"Anyone wanna bid higher?" The auctioneer asked. No one said a word.

"Sold to the man in the back. You can collect your new sub at the end of the auction." He announced. I was dragged off stage roughly and whimpered quietly as the guards' grip tightened around my small arms.

After about another half hour, the auction ended and people began to gather near the stage to collect what was now theirs'. I still couldn't tell who I belonged to, so I stayed in place until a very handsome man walked up to me. I looked up at him in shock, 'was this the man who bought me?', I mentally asked myself.

I realized I was now staring and quickly looked down, remembering that most Dominates don't like it when the submissive stares or looks at them.

I felt soft, gentle finger come up under my chin, forcing me to look back up. I looked right into his eyes and blushed darkly.

"Don't be shy little one, it's okay." He said softly. My jaw dropped open just a little, my mind wanting to say something but it just came out as a weird noise. I quickly covered my mouth with both hands and continued looking at him.

He chuckled and ran his fingers through my hair gently. "You're adorable." I smiled a little at this compliment, removing my hands slowly from my mouth.

This man is perfect already.