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"I know, baby girl, I know"

Chapter six

"I know, baby girl, I know"

Louis' clothes were all cut and torn off his body. The clothing was scattered on the floor around the two lads. The small boy was a crying mess, while Harry just watched the crying lad with a smirk upon his face.

"Lets cut this fragile skin of yours, now, baby girl."

Those words made the other lad cry even more, "please, don't do this to me!"

Harry ignored the blue-eyed boy, he grabbed the knife from off the table, "where should I cut?" he asked, and teasingly ran the knife along Louis' lower back and travelling down to his bare bum, "hmm?"

"I don't w-want to be cut anywhere."

"Too bad, love," Harry moved up, he dragged the knife along Louis' arm, "hmm, how about here? Should I cut here?"

"Please, don't!"

"Shut up. I think I'll cut here," the man turned Louis' arm so that he can cut on the inner part, "lets cut here," he pressed the knife into the boy's skin, carving the first letter of his name.

'H.'

The curvy lad let out a scream, pain shooting up his arm, "stop, please! This hurts, so much!"

'A.'

Another screamed filled the silent room as the man carved the second letter.

'R.'

Scream.

'R.'

Scream.

'Y.'

"You are all finished, now, love" Harry said, the small boy was shaking and crying, "lets get your arm all cleaned up."

"Why d-did you do that to me?"

"That was your punishment, love. Maybe you'll listen to me from now on.'

"I-I will, master. I'm s-sorry, I'll listen from now on. I p-promise" Louis cried.

"Good."

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"Alright. Your arm is all wrapped up, now, baby," Harry unstrapped the boy from the table, "sit up."

Louis sat up, shakily, he swung his legs over the edge of the table and looked up at Harry, "I-I'm really sorry for d-disobeying you."

"I know, baby girl, I know" the man replied, softly, he extended his hand out and caressed the other lad's right cheek, "I'm glad you've learnt your lesson."

"Why did you have to take me? I'm too young to handle something, like this" the blue-eyed lad said, very quietly.

"I only wanted you for your beauty, Louis. That's the reason, and still is the reason."

"I'm not only a body for people to play with and to touch. I-I'm a human being, a person, someone who has feelings" the feathery, brown haired lad said, quietly.

"I know, but here's the thing, love. I. Don't. Care," the tall man chuckled, "I don't care about people's feelings. Never have, and never will." He grabbed the knife and scissors, he walked over to the cabinet to put the items away.

Louis looked at the door, then back at Harry. He quickly hopped off the table and ran towards the door. As he reached out to grab a hold of the doorknob, he was harshly slammed against the door, "ouch!" he whimpered.

"Why did you try to do that, Louis?" a deep and familiar voice said to the boy.

"I-I'm sorry, master. I just . . . I want to go home. I wont' try to run, again. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that" the curvy boy cried.

"You better not- " the man slaps the other lad's bum, "-ever try that, again. Understood?"

"Y-yes! Yes, master."

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