Chapter seven
"You're like my very own living doll."
Louis felt awkward being naked as he was stood in the room and his front against the door, "I'm sorry. M-may I please get some clothes to wear, m-master?"
"Good. Now, yes, you can have some clothes. I swear, if you fucking move an inch then I'll beat you until you're black and blue. Understand me, Louis?"
"Y-yes! Yes, of course, master!" the small boy squeaked out, scared.
"Good boy," Harry praised the boy, he walked over to the cabinet, he grabbed a pair of clean clothes; a lilac wool sweater, black leggings and black lace panties. "Alright. I've found some clothing for you to wear" he said as he walked back over to the curvy lad.
"girl c-clothing?"
"Yes, love."
"But- "
"What?"
"I-I'm not a girl, master. I-I'm a boy" Louis whispered.
"I know what you are, babe. I just feel like dressing you up," he chuckled, "you're like my very own living doll."
The blue-eyed lad whimpered at those words.
"Here," the man passes the clothes to Louis, which the boy takes, "put that on, and don't complain."
"W-what if it doesn't fit?"
"It will. I made sure to check your clothing size before I cut your old clothing off your body, babe."
"O-oh!"
"Enough talking, now. Get dressed, Louis" the tall lad said, slightly annoyed.
The younger lad slipped on the panties, he sighed, but he put on the black leggings and lilac wool sweater. The boy noticed Harry had been scanning his body the whole time, "I-I . . . umm . . . now, what?"
"Now, I'll bring you to your room, baby girl."
"Why do you keep calling me that?"
"What? Baby girl?" the man asked, knowingly.
"Y-yes."
"Because I want to, love. I'll do what I please," the older lad picked up the young lad, he threw him over his shoulder, causing the boy to squeak, he opened the door to the room and headed out into the hallway.
"M-master, what is this room that you're talking about, like why are you calling it my room?"
"You'll see," Harry stopped walking, he opened a black door, he walked in and flicked the light switch on, he put Louis down.
Louis turned away from the man, he gasped as he looked at the room the tall lad had brought him to stay in. It wasn't even really a room, if we're being honest.
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FanfictionTwenty-one-year-old, Harry Styles, was fascinated by the sixteen-year-old, Louis Tomlinson, who happened to be walking in the wrong part of town at the wrong time. And, that's how it all begins . . .
