daddy's girls | h.s

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v i e n n a

I woke up yet again. I felt like I was being watched. My eyes flickered open and closed with unusual patterns. It was nights like these I couldn't sleep normally.

I finally fell back asleep. Boy was that a mistake.

-

"Welcome home, babygirl." I heard a deep voice. What?

My eyes flickered open a few times before my eyes adjusted and the blurriness faded from them.

My hands and feet tethered to something yet to be known to me, as I couldn't look up or down to save my life. My eyes were heavy and I had a killer headache.

I felt no warmth, I was naked and must've been cold to the touch. This has to be a horrible dream. I mumbled incoherently, and I felt a arm drape over my shoulders.

"Mmm." I mumbled out, tugging on the arm and cuddling into it. I was so cold.

"That's it, babygirl." What the heck?

"What? What's going on?" I mumbled, frightened. Who is this?

"You're with daddy now, love. Shhhh." I gripped my hands around the ropes surrounding me.

"Please don't tell me this is happening. Save me. Please please save me."

"Such soft skin, such kissable lips," his finger tips ran over my lips, and I shuttered. I felt a moistness on my collarbones and knew it was his lips. I breathed in as I felt him sucking. I felt his body climb on top of mine. His right arm around my neck, his mouth still creating a dark hickey on my neck, but unknown to me, his left hand had gone to grope my breasts.

Oh god.

"I want you so so bad kitten. But we'll wait. You need a few days to settle." He growled, and I moaned out. "That's right. Mm."

The hickey had to have been massive. This man, this, kidnapper, he is incredibly sexual. I shuttered as I felt my tethered hands become free.

My immediate thought was to push him off of me, but my brain pounded at the thought. I almost brought my hands to push on his chest, but as I did, my vision blurred and eventually went black.

-

"Vienna, doll?" It was the man again. I blinked a few times, adjusting my eyes to the lights around me. I was not in as much pain as before.

I opened my eyes to find two forest green eyes staring into my soul. I blinked again, letting my eyes focus on him more. A strong jawline, he was muscular, had lovely lips, and had a deeply serious look on his face. He was quite handsome actually, probably 20-25 or so, but to a 16 year old, this was quite a frightening fact.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Harry, but you can call me daddy, babygirl."

"Why am I here? I wanna go home.."

"You are home, Vienna. Now. You'll feel a slight pain, but I need you to keep still. What?

"No no, please no!" I begged and pleaded. I tried to run, tried to escape from him. But there was nothing I could do. My skin was split apart, engraving his rough initials. 'H.S' was left on my ankle. I cried in pain. It was deep, throughly impaled in my skin, and forever embedded in my soul.

Harry Styles, the name I would know for a lifetime.

-

I was lead around the house, I was still very disobedient towards Harry, but with good reason. He had kidnapped me! Almost defiled me this morning, or, whenever that was. I met some of the other girls, 9 of them. Cassidy, Morgan, Genevieve, Jenna, Sylvia, Sabrina, Lily, Lucy, and Dana.

I was pretty fast friends with Genevieve, at least as much as you can be in a house full of kidnapped girls. I tried to distance myself from Harry as much as possible, I didn't want to deal with him much. But I had to face the truth. I was kidnapped, and for now, there was no escaping this.

Genevieve and I talked late at night about the happenings in the house.

The room the girls all shared was cozy. It was a big room with a set up that reminded me of the camps I'd go to as a kid. Bunk beds, different personalized things, as much as possible anyways. Genevieve and I stayed up talking, as I was scared of the future in the house. Genevieve told me how she liked Harry's friend, but couldn't tell him because she's one of Harry's girls.

"He's very territorial. Jealous, too. That's why some of the girls don't hang on the other boys when they're here."

"Who're the others?" I asked.

"There's Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam. I like Liam." I nodded. "But anyways. Try not to disrespect or anything to Harry. He's abusive, he's had a bad bad past. I wouldn't bring anything about it up." I nodded again. Though I was interested in his past, I knew from his behavior it was dark. "I'd say especially with you. You're the youngest of us all, the newest, and he's been talking about you for so long. I just want you to be careful."

"As careful as I can be in a house filled with kidnapped girls." I spoke, and she nodded. "I need to go home."

"Vie, as much as I want that for you, you can't leave. Not now. He's claimed you. He'll find you, even if you try to leave. There's no escaping this place. Many of the girls have tried."

-

"Good morning, dolls!" Harry announced as soon as we all walked into the dining room.

"Good morning daddy." All the girls said in sync. Except for me. I didn't think he'd notice. He did.

"Vienna, my pretty girl. Why didn't you say good morning to daddy?" He asked, coming closer to me so I could feel his hot breath on my cheeks. I didn't answer.

"Say good morning, daddy, for me love." I didn't. Genevieve looked at me like I was stupid, as did the rest of the girls.

"Disobedience? You know how I hate disobedience." I felt him roughly grab onto my shoulders.

"Say it." Nothing.

Then, to my surprise, he took my entire body, hoisted me up from the chair, and brought me to a place I wouldn't like much at all.

The basement.

He walked me down the stairs, unlocked the door, and lead me to a cell. He threw me in without mercy, and I was left in the cold, dark basement for the next day.

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