Louis POV
I was a slave. I worked for all these rich people, being their servant, maid, etc. My family just needed the money. All my friends in the slave adoption place said that sometimes they were forced to do age-play with some owners. I was fairly new to this so I had yet to experience it. The owner or should I say BULLY, made us all strip into just boxers as usual when a buyer was coming. We stood in a straight line and waited until someone was chosen. Then a man with gorgeous green eyes and curly brown hair walked in. He eyed me and pointed at me. I blushed. Bully whacked my bum signaling I was chosen. I redressed myself and then walked towards the man who immediately picked me up and placed me on his hip. I blushed an even deeper red. I was small for my age, only being 5’3 at 16. “I’m Harry Styles, I’m your new owner!” he said cheerfully. Harry brought me to a car and then we started driving. I stared in awe at the snow. I had never seen snow before. “Louis baby, we are gonna have to go get shots okay?” I paled. “Why are they gonna shoot me? Is it gonna kill me?” I questioned. “Silly! They take a needle and put medicine in your body to make sure you never get sick!” Harry explained. I blushed in mortification. He must think I’m retarded now. I thought to myself. I kind of am though. I never passed 2nd grade. Then I became a slave so my sisters and parents could get money to live off of. The car stopped and we arrived at a shiny building. Harry picked me up again and walked in. I stared in awe at all the other people. They looked so much healthier than me. I was skin and bones. Malnutrition from my childhood made me short, and now the scarce food made me super skinny, even though I have a huge appetite. I wasn’t paying attention and soon I was shoved into a room, alone. The room was marked Babies. WHAT? I’m not a baby! Then I realized, Harry was gonna make me do age-play. Or he thinks I’m like 10. I convinced myself he thought I was 10 and played with some of the blocks on the floor. I think they were called LEGO. Soon Harry came for me and carried me into another room. We got in and a creepy looking guy was waiting for us. “Shirt, trousers, boxers off please Mr. Styles.” The guy droned. Harry started pulling my shirt off and I jumped away from him. “No. I will not get naked!” I screamed. “Either you do it. Or I take it off, and it will most likely be ruined by then.” I shook my head no. He grabbed me and ripped my shirt off. It fluttered to the ground. Then went my trousers. The only trousers I’ve had for the whole time I have been a slave. Then went my boxers. I was stark naked. I was handcuffed on my stomach to a cold metal thing and I felt lots of pinches in my bum and back. I started wailing. “He is allergic to nuts, here is an epi-pen if he consumes any. He has all his shots and will be good until next year.” Harry then unlocked me and carried me out of the place naked. I started sobbing even harder. All the people were staring at me. Harry shushed me and brought me to the car. He set me laying down in the trunk and I felt fatigued. My eyelids started drooping and all I heard was a crinkle of something and then I fell asleep.
Harry’s POV
I brought him to the car naked. I didn’t really care that he felt uncomfortable with being naked, he should have listened. I laid him down in the trunk and he fell asleep. I brought out the nappies and onsie I had put in my car and strapped it on him. I locked the nappy just in case and put a dummy attached to his onsie in his mouth. It started bouncing signaling he was sucking it. I smiled. I put him in an adult baby car-seat and told the driver to drive home. We got home and I brought Louis upstairs to his new room.
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~Sammie <3
