Fascism.

Chapter 16

Louis' pov

I woke up from my nap with Harry still playing with my ass. "Daddy?" I asked groggily. "Yes baby?" He replied making my heart happy. "I love you so much master." I smiled. "You know I don't like the name master." He groaned. "Sorry daddy." I squeaked. "It's okay princess." He grinned. "I love you daddy" I repeated needing him to say it back. "I know princess I know." He sighed. "Don't you love me?" I whimpered. "Oh shit of course I love you baby I'm sorry." He Rushed. I smiled a bit. "You're so needy and I love it" he chuckled. I blushed so hard. "How'd I get so lucky to find you?" He asked. "Sir stop it." I giggled. "Or what?" He asked. "I'll spank you." I joked. He laughed as did I. "You wouldn't be brave enough to." He smirked. I smacked his ass hard. His eyes went wide. "That was kinda hot." He said laughing. "You're not mad?" I asked kinda scared he would be. "No, hell no." He said acting like I was insane for thinking that. "So I can do it again?" I asked. "If it starts to hurt you have to stop but until then I don't care." He shrugged. I grinned widely he has a really good pain threshold. I sat on his back facing his ass. I smacked his ass again and moaned. I ended up smacking his ass 47 times before he made me stop. "Can I see it?" I asked eyes wide. "On one condition." He said smirking. "Okay anything" I rushed. "I get to put a plug up your ass." He smirked. I rolled my eyes but nodded. He took down his pants and boxers his ass was a light pink shade and my dick never got harder faster. I moaned loudly. "I'm so glad you don't hide your moans from me." He said slowly. I blushed deeply. "Don't you start either. I'll bust your nuts." He warned. "What's that mean?" I asked. "Make you cum a lot." He laughed. "What's wrong with that?" I asked. "Wanna find out?" He asked. I gulped. "Uh no sir." I stuttered. "No don't worry I won't make it hurt. I'll just make you come twice and you'll understand. It won't hurt I promise." He said but I shook my head in disagreement. I didn't feel comfortable with that yet. He just smiled and nodded. I'm so grateful for him, grateful that he doesn't force me into things like that. I smiled widely at my master. He's perfect, the perfect definition of perfect. "Sir?" I started. "Come on you know I don't like that." He scolded lightly. "Sorry." I blushed. "Go on baby." He chuckled. "I'm just so lucky to have you. What woulda happened if I didn't get you?" I asked. "You'd probably be sent to someone else, they might've hurt you or they might've been exactly like me and cared for you." He shrugged. "But most people hurt their subs. It's everywhere you see subs being abused everyday." I grumbled. "Yes that's true, but they get punished for that." He assured me. "Like a spanking?" I asked. He laughed loudly. "No a little worse than that." He chuckled. I blushed deeply. "There's something worse than a spanking?" I asked nervously. "Yes but don't worry about it, you'll just be turned over my knee when you're bad. Nothing else." He smiled. I nodded and blushed again. "Is it even worse than that one time you uh spanked my balls?" I whispered. "Yes baby." He smirked. "Ouchies." I cringed. "Can I sleep?" I asked after a long pause. "No it's too late for a nap." He replied making me pout. "Stop pouting before I give you something to pout about." He ordered. I rolled my eyes and continued pouting. "Louis! I mean it quit that shit." He raised his voice slightly. I just ignored him. "Strip. Now." He demanded. "No." I said immediately regretting it. He literally tore off my clothes and threw my body over his lap. "Count." He spoke calmly. I don't know how he stays so calm. The first one came crashing down on to my thigh. "One sir." "Two sir." "Three sir." "Ow four sir." Apparently I was moving around already because he trapped my legs under one of his. "Five sir." "Six sir." "Seven sir." "Please sir." I whimpered. "Count damn it. Don't make me start over." He grumbled. "Eight sir" "nine sir." "Ten sir." I gasped. These were all on my thighs and they hurt at least twice as bad as they would on my bum. "Louis." He sounded worried. "What?" I asked. "I've smacked you 3 times and you haven't said a single thing. "Thirteen sir." I huffed. "No baby that's not what I meant. What's wrong baby, why aren't you here with me." He asked. I was super confused at what he meant. "I'm fine Harold." I snapped. He rolled his eyes and continued spanking my bum this time. I was silently counting in my head and when he hit 32 I lost it I went from not making a single sound to sobbing very harshly. "Louis baby what's bothering you." He commanded. "I don't know." I sobbed. He picked me up and cuddled me. "I need you." I sobbed. "Baby I'm right here." He spoke softly.

Harry's pov.
Then it hit me. He's in sub space. A simple spanking put him into it. "I need you." He sobbed harder. "Shh baby boy I'm sorry I'm right here. I got you. Look at me baby." I cooed. He turned his face to mine. "Daddy." He whispered. "Yes baby. I'm right here." I said softly. "Daddy is not gonna go away?" He asked. "No baby. I'm right here. I won't leave you." I promised. "No leave Louis." He nodded. Third person speaking has never been one of his things so I wonder why he's doing it now. "Baby girl I love you." I whispered in his ear. "Daddy loves Louis?" He asked. "Yes I love you." I answered. All of a sudden he was just sitting there staring at me, blinking and breathing is all he could do. I continued saying sweet nothings to him to coax him out of his dream like state. "DA." He shouted. Fuck he's got it bad. I'm pretty sure that was supposed to be daddy. "Baby I'm here." I assured. I stood up with him and went over to my rocking chair. I rocked him for a bit, nothing was changing. "Louis baby. Can you try to come back to me?" I asked. "No daddy." He whispered. "Baby girl you need to come back to me." I gently spoke. He knitted his eyebrows in confusion. "How'd we end up here?" He asked. I sighed in relief. "Shh baby you gotta relax so you don't slip back." I spoke. "Slip back?" He asked. "You were in subspace. Do you remember what happened?" I asked. "I was being punished." He shrugged. "Did you finish my spanking?" He asked. "Yes baby you're done." I spoke carefully. "Really? My bum doesn't hurt very much." He said confused. "I only gave you a total of 45." I shrugged. "I deserved more." He whispered. "Who makes the rules and punishments?" I asked. "You do." He whimpered. "I gave you 45 and that's all I needed to give you." I sternly spoke. "Okay." He nodded. "Let's go take a bath and get you to bed hmm?" I suggested. "Okay daddy." He agreed. And that's exactly what we did.

A/N: I'm alive. Soo my boyfriend is a marine and he got sent to Syria. Please pray for our troops especially at this time. I need him to come home safely.