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"Don't touch me, Harry, let go of me!"

Chapter nine

"Don't touch me, Harry, let go of me!"

               "Time to wakeup, sunshine" Harry said as he walks into the room, he notices Louis is still asleep, "if you don't get up, right now, then I'll punish you!"

Louis jumps, he bumps his head on the base of the bed, "ouch!" he says and lays back down. The boy places a hand on the top of his head, he lets out a whimper from the pain.

The man chuckles, "nice going, baby," he walks over to the bed and crouches down, "hurting yourself, before I even get a chance to do that, this morning," he unlocks the cage door, "get out."

The curvy boy quickly crawls out of the cage from underneath the bed, he sits down on the floor beside Harry's crouching figure, "I-I . . . may I use the washroom?"

"Yes. Get up, I'll bring you there."

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"Alright. Now, lets take you to another room I like."

"Please, no. I don't want to go," the boy whimpered, he ran from Harry. He ran down a hallway, not knowing where he was going, he kept running.

"Louis!" the man shouted, he ran after the other lad, he was beyond angry right now.

The blue-eyed lad tripped over his own feet, he tumbled onto the floor, letting out a whimper as he did.

The tall man caught up to the boy, before the lad could get up, he grabbed the back of Louis' sweater and pulled him up from off the floor, "got you!"

"No! Let me go! You're going to hurt me, let go of me!"

"Shut up."

"Don't touch me, Harry, let go of me!"

"What did you just say?" the green-eyed lad asked, angrily.

"I-I'm sorry! Please, don't hurt me! I'm sorry, I got scared, and I ran! I'm so sorry, master!"

"You are, so, getting punished for this, Louis" Harry replied, coldly, he picked the boy up and threw him over his shoulder and wrapped his arms around Louis to keep him from escaping. He began walking to the punishment room, the boy whimpering and thrashing around in his arms, "stop that. You're making me even more annoyed with you than I already am," the boy continued to squirm around, "Enough moving, or I'll punish you even more than I need to, Louis."

"I'm sorry" the small lad whimpered, quietly, he stopped moving.

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"Stop!" the feathery haired boy cried, "stop! You're scaring me!"

"That's the whole point, babe."

Louis screamed as the man brought the drill closer to his thigh.

"You're such a scared-y cat, baby boy," Harry chuckled, bringing the drill closer to the boy's thigh, "maybe you'll learn to listen to me if I drill a hole into your leg."

"I'm sorry! Please, stop! I'm scared! I'll listen, I'll listen! I'm sorry!" the curvy lad cried, terrified.

"Oh, wait. Maybe I should drill your ankle? Would that help me out? You wouldn't be able to run anymore, so . . . I think it would help me out."

"Please, stop! I'm sorry, master! I'll listen to you, I promise!" Louis cried.

"That's what I thought."

"P-please put the d-drill away" the young boy whimpered.

"I will, but I hope you know that I am going to punish you."

💕Larabadara. xx
547 words. Edited.
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