Taken Into Slavery (Luke Hemmings Fanfiction)

>CH5<

I immediately slid off Harry's lap and onto the bed with embarrassment. "I think you should be going, Styles." Luke said with a stern voice moving to the side, leaving room for Harry to pass. Without any obligations, Harry apologized to Luke and I and rushed out of the room not wanting to be punished in any way by the master. Looking down nervously, I saw Luke in the corner of my eye sit down on the bed next to me.

"Firstly, you ditch your own party with people wondering where you are, and secondly you have barely been here 5 minutes before your getting in with another guy when you just said you preferred to be a virgin. Like what the fuck are you thinking?" he said with a bit of attitude putting a finger under my chin and flicking it up so we were making full eye contact. I pushed his hand off before replying, "Maybe I wouldn't of left if I didn't feel so uncomfortable around people who laughed at me for being a stupid virgin okay? so just leave me alone. And I didn't want to get in with Harry, he was just there when I wanted to find my room that's all." I glared at him before his angered face softened. He look like he was lost in his own thoughts, trying to come up with a reply.

"Stay away from harry and any other men in this house until I get my hands on you. Got it? Sitting on other peoples' laps isn't exactly a casual thing to do." he simply stated before leaving the room and closing the door, but leaving it slightly ajar. "I'll be back in a few hours for lunch. Don't leave this room." I sighed, flinging myself backwards onto the bed so I facing the bland ceiling.

'What am I going to do?' I wondered, playing with the hem of my shirt. The thought of staying here for the rest of my life was uncomfortable and quite scary to think about. What if I had to have sex with a man each night? What if I got pregnant? What about my friends, education and the rest of my family? What would happen if I tried to escape? I questioned myself and thought for what felt like a few hours when the telephone on my bedside table began to ring. With hesitation, I picked up the plastic device and placed it against my ear, "Hello there Kate, I was thinking of a simple picnic in the courtyard on this lovely day, when I realized how warm it is and considered an afternoon by the private pool. Some bathers & towels should be in one of draws in your cupboard." Luke enthusiastically spoke, and I could imagine that stupid smirk plastered on his devious face. "Me? In a revealing bathing suit in front of you? you've got to be kidding me. No way you fucking pervert." I spat with venom, furrowing my eyebrows. "You really don't have a choice, babe. I'll have someone come for you in 5." my stomach churched with his new nickname for me. With no use of arguing back, I forcefully placed the phone back on the charger and made my way over the closet. I gripped the cool handle, before sliding the mirrored door sideways to reveal a quite large walk in robe. Racks and shelves were filled items of clothing and accessories and I couldn't feel my creeped out that the clothing were all my exact size.

Pulling a few draws open and closed, I finally found what I was searching for and took out a few pairs of the only type of bathers that were there, bikinis. All the bottoms were thong-like and the tops were very, small. Realizing I only had a few minutes before I had to leave, I chucked on some black-thonged bikini bottoms and a plain black bikini which was way to small for my liking. Looking in the mirror, about two thirds of my chest was exposed and I wouldn't be surprised if my nipple was going to poke out. I felt like such a slut. I quickly threw on a floral sundress and red stilettos I found by the bed, when I heard knocking at the door. Quickly grabbing a striped blue towel, I opened the door to see that same red headed boy, Michael.

"Well don't you look nice?" he cheekily grinned as I stepped outside the door. I rolled my eyes as I followed him down the corridor. It was hard trying to keep with him, as his strides were almost twice the size of mine. "This is such bullshit, Michael. I can barely wear a crop top in public, let alone a skimpy piece of clothing in front of a horny dick head who wants to rape me." I muttered as we exited the gloomy hallway into the scorching sunlight. Michael didn't respond, but just quietly snickered to himself as we approached the pool. Luke was currently sitting on one of the pool chair with a impatient looking expression on his face. He was shirtless, and I couldn't help myself but stare slightly when he knew of our presence.

"Cheers, Clifford. Ashton is looking for you down in the meeting room. Says its got to do with the security." Luke nodded at the red head, who quickly shuffled away to give us our privacy. His gaze from Michael moved to me as his eyes raked up and down my body. I felt disturbed and insecure, but that wouldn't stop him staring for what seemed like infinity. He stood up, and placed his sunglasses on top of his messy blonde hair as it started to slide slightly down his face. "Mis Waters, don't you look sexy?" He bit his lip before placing his hand on the zip of my dress. I tried to squirm away from his grip, but it only got tighter as my dress slid down my body into a small pile on the ground. His crystal blue eyes changed into a slightly dark ocean blue. 'Lust' I thought, protesting against him. He didn't hesitate to place his hands on my waist, slowly lowering them onto my bum, giving it a light squeeze which made me flinch with disgust. He sat down back onto the shaded chair, straddling myself on top of him. "I suggest you follow along with what I'm doing. Stop fidgeting or I'll fuck you here & right now, and I don't you'd want that." He whispered into my ear and I stop resisting his touch. The one thing that I wanted desperately was to keep my virginity, and I would do anything for it not to be taken away from me. I felt so vulnerable and dirty but as long as I stayed pure in some ways, I could sacrifice some innocence. He pulled me closer towards him and roughly dragged my hands across his torso, feeling his toned muscles and abbs. He quickly flipped us both around, so he could get a better position on me. His lips locked onto my neck in search of a sweet spot, in which he found behind my left ear. I let out a gentle moan as he sucked harshly at my now bruised skin, placing one arm next my head to support his hovering body and the other on my hip. The hand that was tickling my hip slowly moved behind my back, where the clip of my top was unhooked. My breathe hitched as I pushed his grinding body off mine. He frowned, and a look of anger is expressed on his face.

"Get.Up." He spat, and I listened, standing up beside him with a tight grip on my top. I was frightened by what he would do next, knowing that this man is unpredictable. He aggressively raised his arm towards the strap of my bikini and tugged it down with great force. And there I stood, naked with a skimpy bikini bottom. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he gently placed my arms back at my side, giving him a full view of my cleavage. Only a few seconds of intense admiration went past when he pulled me roughly against his body, smashing his swollen lips against mine. I hung back a bit, before more lips moved in sync with his. His tongue tried many times to enter my own but I stood my ground, before his hand lightly squeezed my right breast, leaving my mouth slightly agape. He quickly entered his tongue into my mouth, swirling it around in attempt to touch every square inch. I couldn't help feel some butterflies in my stomach as I've have never gone this far in my life, hell, I've hardly made out with a boy. Before I thought through my actions, my hand cupped his member and palmed him through the thin material. His head was suddenly nuzzled into my neck as a few rather loud moans smoothly left his parted lips. Luke stood up tall, and removed my hand from his crotch as my face flushed a crimson red.

"As much as I would love you to continue, I have a few business meetings to attend." He winked, playing with his lip ring. He walked over to his bag, and flung what I presumed was his shirt, at me. "You have nice tits babe but I would prefer if you covered them up before going back to your room." he winked, and also threw me a pair of his shorts which were a little baggy, but I didn't mind. Slipping on his clothing as quickly as I could, that feeling of nausea took over me and I felt so ashamed and filthy of what I had just done.

"-hello, Kate??" he snapped standing a few inches away from me, with his bag slumped over his broad shoulder. "Gather you're things and head back to your room and clean your self up. I want to introduce you to some people a bit later on." he smiled cockily before giving me a quick peck on the lips and a short wave goodbye.

I sat on the chair and let out a rather vocal sigh, tucking a few pieces of hair behind my ear. 'This going to be a long day' I thought, the feeling of Luke's lips still lingering on my inflamed lips.

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