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Wednesday, December 4 7:44p.m.
☆Louis' P.O.V ☆
It's been four months since I moved in with Harry. The past few weeks he has been extremely busy, leaving me feeling somewhat neglected. Of course, we've been spending time together, just not as much as I'd like. He's been really busy working on establishing a second BDSM club. I found out his business partner is Mary. (The woman who had a meeting with Harry in chapter 3)While living with Harry, I've had time to explore the house. During these months I've grown accustomed to Wynona. I've also learned Harry's rules. However, I don't comply to them all. Yet, my disobedience still hasn't landed me many punishments. He's been too busy with meetings and paperwork to deal with me.
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✧Third P.O.V ✧
Louis tiptoed towards the dark, mahogany door. Harry was working in his office, so he needed to be quiet and sneaky. He twisted the doorknob gently, quickly shutting it behind him. Harry lifted his gaze from his paperwork and patted his lap. Louis walked over and sat on his lap, curling his body into his."Hi daddy." Louis whispered into his neck. His cheeks slightly rosy from embarrassment. During these four months, Harry has encouraged Louis to call him "daddy" and at first, Louis was very timid calling Harry that. He's still somewhat embarrassed, but Harry reassures him that he loves it.
"Hi baby." Harry said while sliding his hand up Louis' bare legs. He was wearing one of his t-shirts. The hem of the shirt covered his boxers, but left his legs on display.
"Almost done?" Louis asked cutely.
"Hmm, why do you ask?" Harry asked smiling. He slid the stack of papers to the side along with his pen. He lifted Louis from his lap and onto the desk. Louis giggled as Harry's hands met his sides.
"Just bored."
"Well, we can't have a bored baby, can we?" He asked slyly. He leaned forward and began kissing Louis' neck, leaving nickel-sized bruises.
Louis pulled his feet up to his chest, slightly grazing the coffee mug. The mug swiftly spilled the hot coffee onto Harry's desk and even worse, the stack of papers. Louis immediately tried to cower under the desk, but Harry had grabbed his wrists.
"Are you okay?" He asked sternly. Louis nodded his head quickly. Before He could react, Harry started dragging him towards their bedroom.
"Harr-" Louis began, before he was cut off.
"You've been very disobedient lately, I think it's time I punish you." He said rigidly as they entered the bedroom.
"But, I didn't mean to-"
"Get dressed." He ordered, while throwing clothes at Louis.
"Get dressed?" Louis asked, already removing his shirt.
"We're going somewhere." Harry said while grabbing his black coat and car keys.
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☆Louis' P.O.V☆
Harry drove us to his club. Why were we going here? He said he was going to punish me and then we ended up at his work? It didn't make sense to me. I followed him out of the car lot and into the building.We walked into the building and immediately passed the bar. He wasn't taking me to the dance floor or the direction to his office. Where were we going? He held onto my wrist quite tightly, quickly guiding me to the right side of the building. On the right were many rooms with large, viewing windows. Outside of a few windows were people gazing in. Weird.
We walked by a few doors until he spotted an empty room. We entered the room, to my surprise, I couldn't see anyone outside the windows, but I knew they were there. He let go of my arm and sat down in the leather chair.
I took in my surroundings. My eyes glanced around the red lit room. There were two leather chairs pressed against the wall. In the middle of the room was a red, full sized bed. On each side of the bed, there were shelves full of toys and objects. In the corner of the room was a sex swing. Lastly, on the floor was a padded cage. Freaky.
"Strip." He commanded. His foot was propped on his knee as his gaze was on me. I stood silently staring at him.
"Did I stutter?" He asked. His eyebrows furrowed with frustration.
"What if someone sees?" I whispered.
"Oh baby, trust me, everyone is watching." He grinned and gestured at the windows. I quickly glanced at every window, no one was there. He must of sensed my confusion.
"One way window, princess. Now, what is your color?"
"Green." I murmured. I began to fiddle with my fingers to avoid eye contact.
"We'll go slow. Do you remember your safe word?" He questioned. I nodded slowly.
"Good. Now, strip."
I gulped with anticipation. My fingers met the hem of my shirt and slowly pulled it over my head. I slipped my feet out of the shoes and pushed them to the side. I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs. I folded my clothes and placed them on my shoes.
"Are you done playing house?" Harry asked unamused. I looked up sheepishly and gave a slight innocent smile. He sighed and stood up from the chair.
"Lay down on the bed." He said while going over to the shelves. I stood still, until his eyes met mine, making me rush towards the bed. I heard him chuckle at my actions.
"You've been such a naughty boy lately." Harry teased while approaching the bed. Before I could see what he had in his hands, I was blindfolded. I kicked my foot out in frustration.
"Is my baby boy angry?" Harry asked while running his fingers up and down my body, leaving goosebumps on my skin.
"Hmph." I replied with another foot kick.
"Tell daddy why you're angry." He whispered into my ear, slightly nipping my earlobe. He released my ear from his teeth, slightly pulling back. He went over to the bedposts and handcuffed my hands to them.
"I want to see." I whined, marginally fighting the handcuffs.
"Bad boys don't deserve to see, they only get to feel." His face leaned in inches from mine. I pouted my lip for sympathy. In return, I received a passionate kiss.
Harry pulled back and began taking off his coat, leaving me alone on the bed. He pushed his sleeves up to his forearm. He then approached the bed. The cracking sound of a whip filled the room.
"Now, let's begin." Harry grinned slyly.
I apologize for my six month hiatus on this book. I've had awful writers block. For those who have supported this book and me during the hiatus, thank you. I also apologize for the cliffhanger. (';I just want to say I think it's quite amazing how much this book has grown. When I stopped writing in November it had only 1k reads, now it is on the verge of 15.5k. I wanted to release a chapter for the 10k marking, but my book quickly surpassed that. Once again, thank you all so much for reading, voting, and commenting. Knowing that people actually enjoy reading this helps me create new content. xx
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