I wake up later that day from a nap and I see Shawn staring right at me from across the room.
"What?" I ask groggily to Shawn, who looks mad.
"I'm sorry daddy please forgive me I didn't do anything wrong I-"
"Shut up. No, you didn't do anything wrong, I'm just in a mood." Shawn cuts me off. What kind of mood? Was he in a sexually frustrated mood?
"Well get up, and get dressed, but not too dressed." He says, smirking and winking. I do as he says and get up. I throw on a dress, a flowy one. I didn't know what Shawn meant about the 'not too dressed' So I threw that on and a pair of flip flops, seeing how it's 78 degrees outside. I grab my phone and stuff and head out the door.
"Daddy? Where are we going?" I cock my head at him as we get in the car. We put our seat belts on and Shawn throws some 5 SOS on and turns it down so we could have it as background music.
"I'm having a special meeting with my friend, Niall. You know? Niall Horan?" He looks at me and starts driving. I can't stop asking myself questions like 'what is special about the meeting?' and such. We take about 5 mins to get there, pretty quick if you ask me. Shawn holds my hand and leads me inside a big house.
"You like it?" Another male, familiar voice echoes from across the large room. I don't recognize the voice of this guy, it's definitely not Niall's. A large man in a black t-shirt with a pair of black jeans and some nice shoes comes out. Must be one of his security guards.
"Yeah, it's great. Tell Niall he did a good job at picking this one out." Shawn tells the man. I'm now holding on to Shawns mysteriously large bicep. I look at him and he looks at me and just smiles, guiding me towards a room. "FUN ROOM" The door has stated on it. What kind of fun had Shawn or Niall planned this to be? Shawn knocks on the door.
"Niall?" Shawn croaks into the door. I look down and Shawn is touching himself with his other hand. What shit is going to happen? Well, whatever it is, I don't mind. Shawn elbows me because he sees me looking.
"Sorry daddy." I whisper. Shawn opens the door, after Niall's reply. What the fuck? Niall is on the bed, naked, and surrounding him are handcuffs, whips, etc. all of that fun stuff. I look at Shawn and he looks back at me, giving me a reassuring look and smirks. Shawn unravels his hand from mine and starts unbuttoning his shirt. I guess this is some sort of threesome?
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I start unzipping the back of my dress. Shawn and Niall both have their eyes fixed on me while I get myself undressed. Shawn is now fully naked. Now all I have to do is pull my undies off. Done. Shawn grabs my hand and leads me over to the bed. Him and Niall? This'll be fun. I sit down on the bed, waiting for something to happen. Shawn comes on the bed too. Shawn grabs the rope sitting next to Niall.
"Stand up and turn around," Shawn says in a harsh tone. The sight of these weapons and the sound of hisvoice already lubricates my insides. I reply with a simple "Yes sir," and I do as I'm told. I stand up, turn around and keep my legs closed together because of the tension there. Shawn gets up off the bed as well. He looks back at Niall, smiling at him. Shawn grabs my hands rough and forcefully and puts them behind my back. He uses the rope to tie them together. I try to restrain the force but the rope won't let me. I turn around and smile at them, looking at Shawn, then Niall, then Shawn again. He grabs me by my shoulders and pushes me onto the bed. He smacks my bare ass with his hand. Once, twice, three times.
