Applying for a Daddy

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We arrived at his place, it was a huge mansion. Two stories, big entrance way. Several cars parked in the drive way. We pull up to the gate and he gets out to put the keypad in. He came back to the car, which for the record wasn't a nice expensive car. It was a Toyota Corolla, not that it wasn't nice, it's just...a normal car.

We parked and he got out, coming around and opening my door. He walked me inside and I noticed several things immediately. He lived with other guys. There was at least one girl here because there were heels on the ground. This house was a mess. He held out his hand and told me to be very quiet. I did as I was told and followed him upstairs. He lead me into a room that had a bed, and a grey couch, and we both sat down. There were colorful post-it notes on his wall. He noticed me looking around and chuckled.
"Yeah, uhm. My roommates pranked me."
I nodded, I just noticed his voice was deep and raspy at all times, causing shivers down my spine. His hand came up and cupped my right cheek, pulling me to face him. My heart skipped a beat, and I grew very scared; my eyes widen a little and he noticed.
"We should talk about our agreement. If you still want one, that is." He looked into my eyes for confirmation. I was already in his house, I clearly trusted him. Or maybe I was just charmed by his smile and those eyes.

I spoke up finally, coming out of my trance. "Yes, we can talk about it."

He nodded and waited a second before speaking.
"Should we start with rules? Rewards. Punishments. Or just basics like things we should know."

"Maybe things we should know.."

He nodded and began, still holding onto my hand. "My name is Cole Robert Brock. I go by Colby. I'm twenty-two and I'm a you-tuber. My friends downstairs are also around my age and you-tubers. We all live here, the five of us. I'm from Kansas originally."
I bit my lip as I listened to him. He told me a bit more about his life and then looked at me.
"I have a few questions. Is that okay?"
I nodded and waited quietly.
He moved a little closer and smiled.
"How tall are you?" He asked me.
"Five-foot-four." I answered right away.
"And your weight? Do you eat enough?"
I took in a deep breath and looked down.
"I'm one hundred and ten pounds."
"That's good. Your size doesn't matter to me. I was just concerned about your health."
"I'm healthy. I promise."
He smiled at that and asked one last question.
"Have you ever had a dominant before?" He asked. It was a simple question that sparked so much pain.

*flashback*
"Sir, I'm sorry but I'm not sure what I did wrong?"
"Excuse me!?" He screamed. His voice was loud and echoed through the empty room. He's thrown out all of my things. I was standing in a pastel pink room with roses painted on my walls. My bed was missing. My clothes, my toys and stuffies. My emotional support items. Everything was moved or thrown away. I was tearing up and biting my nails as he screamed at me for reasons unknown. He backed me into a corner, I was sobbing on the floor when he had enough.
"You're going home tomorrow. For good. I don't need a pathetic, worthless piece of trash in my house."
"Yes sir..." I sobbed uncontrollably for the rest of the night. Eventually falling asleep on the floor.
*end flashback*

He waited patiently for a reply as tears began to fill my eyes. I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at him.
"I have...bad memories with them." I said softly. His eyes softened immediately and he slowly placed his hand on my leg. "I would never hurt you. I know you probably heard that before...I'm really sorry." His voice was low and gentle. I smiled and nodded, letting a tear fall; he wiped my tears and decided to continue. So we moved on to the rules.

Rules:
1. Only my caregiver can pleasure me
2. Caregiver has final say on any and all decisions
3. Answer my phone whenever my caregiver contacts me
4. Be honest, Be obedient, Be respectful
5. Follow bedtime rules
6. Discuss but don't argue
7. No bad words
8. Do not raise your voice to your caregiver
9. Do not roll eyes, stick tongue out, yell, or say 'whatever' in response to anything
10. Do not say no
11. Do not withhold important information from my caregiver
12. Good behavior in public
13. Always ask permission before doing anything dangerous
14. Always ask permission before drinking alcohol/soda or eat sweets/candy/junk food
15. Check in throughout the day even if you're not feeling good
16. Do not text and drive
17. If you spend time with friends, tell my caregiver who they are and where you'll be
18. Show my caregiver what I'm wearing before leaving the house
19. Tell caregiver is anything bad happens to you as soon as you can
20. When caregiver says no, they mean no

We agreed on all the rules, most of them I was used to but there were some that he suggested that I wasn't aware mattered. We then went on to talk about punishments.

Punishments:
1. Timeout
2. A scolding
3. Spankings
4. Grounding
5. No phone/computer or tablet (including no FaceTime/phone call with caregiver)

Again, we worked everything out perfectly and things went smoothly. We agreed that we would tell his friends I was a new girl he was talking to until we were both comfortable with telling the truth. We talked for a bit longer before making the agreement official. We agreed to spend time together today to get to know each other more. So we turned on Netflix and turned on some movie I've never seen. I wasn't interested in it though, we were talking, he was telling me all about his life as a you-tuber.

About the pranks and the adventures and the traveling. He told me how his "Uncle" Elton took him to New Zealand, Japan, Australia, Egypt, Dubai and Amsterdam. His smile grew so wide while he spoke about the trips.
We talked about me as well, my friends and my family.

I was laughing with him when someone known on the door. A blonde boy with striking blue eyes like Colby slowly opened the door. "Hey Col- oh.. hi. I didn't know you had..company." He said as he looked from me to Colby. Colby smiles and stood up, taking my hand in his. The blonde boy came in and closed the door. "Is this her?" He asked. Colby nodded. "Sam, meet Harper. Harper this is my best friend Sam Golbach. He knows that I'm looking for a little to take care of."
I smiled and held out my hand to greet Sam. He smiled wide at my shyness and introduced himself. He then spoke to Colby about filming a video tomorrow and left.

We decided that it was time for me to go home so Colby drove me back to my apartment building, walking me to my door.
He held my hand the whole time, making sure to look back and check on me every so often. He seemed like he was going to be a great caregiver.

We arrived to my door and I stopped, smiling as he leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on my cheek.
"You have my number, call me if you need anything. Okay?" He said, tilting his head forward a little to meet my eyes.
I nodded and smiled wide. "Yes sir."