A Slave for The Master (1D)

Chapter 1

I sat in the little room. It had one window, with bars over it, but strangely it was on the outside. There was a little single bed in the corner. A bedside table next to it, with a lamp on it. I shivered as I looked around. The room was very cold and it had an eerie feeling to it. I heard footsteps and my breath hitched in my throat.

I got up and went over to the door, trying to listen to the voices outside. "I told you already, the answer is NO!", the English (or very British) voice spoke.

"Louis, please.", the very distinct Irish voice pleaded.

"Niall, NO! That's final!", Louis said, (guessing that's him), as the doorknob of my door turned. I stood up and waited for Louis or Niall to enter. My mind racing of what they would look like or what they'll be like.

In walked the two boys. Both of about equal height. The one had dark brown hair, perfectly styled. With blue eyes, icy ones. He had a pair of dark skinny jeans, rolled up at the bottom, just showing his ankles. He had a pair of white Toms on too. The boy also had a bright white t-shirt on.

The other boy, standing behind him, had dirty blonde hair. With bright blue eyes. He had black skinny jeans, slightly ripped, on. He had a v-neck, tight t-shirt on, to show off his muscles and multiple tattoos. He wore a pair of black Converses. He had a lip piercing as well.

"What are you looking at?!", the dark haired boy spat. My eyes flickered to him. "Answer me!", he snapped, walking closer. He raised his hand, ready to hit me. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain to come. His hand came down onto my cheek, hard and quickly.

I bit my lip. Tears formed as soon as I opened my eyes. My hand was against my stinging left cheek. I had stumbled back a bit from the hit. I looked up at him, he was smirking down at me. My body filled with fear.

"When I or Niall speak, you will answer immediately. Do we understand each other?", Louis, the dark haired boy, said. I looked at him and nodded. "Good!", he exclaimed. Louis turned to the blonde haired boy, "Make sure she understands how things work around here.".

Niall nodded, "Of course. I will certainly to do it". Both boys chuckled and then, Louis walked out the room and closed the door, leaving Niall and I alone.

Niall walked closer to me, as I stepped back. I hit the wall with my back. I looked at Niall, his eyes getting darker and darker. I was scared. Niall pinned me against the wall, holding my arms above my head, with his one hand. I struggled against his grip. I tried screaming, but I was silenced by Niall, when he connected his lips to mine. I didn't kiss back, why would I? I don't know him and I don't know what he's capable of doing. He pulled back and smiled, slightly, "A little stubborn, are we?".

I turned my head away. I just couldn't stand looking at him. Niall clicked his tongue, "No, No, Baby Girl. Don't look away.". I refused to look at him. "Look at me!", he tensed and snapped at me. Still I didn't look at him. "Now!", Niall took hold of my chin with his big hand and forced me to look at him. "You know...", he leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Everything will be so much easier, if you just do as we say...", Niall kissed me again, but not on the lips. He started to place soft kissed from my ear, along my jaw and down my neck. I kept my eyes shut and just bit my lip. He stopped for a moment. He moved his hands down to my hips, pressing me further against the wall.

"You-You're hurting me...", I managed to get out.

He looked at me, "So... you speak.".

Niall smirked and then moved his hands to my lower back. I tensed up. What was he going to do next? I fear the worst, as I took in a deep breath. Niall kissed me again, but it was a short kiss. "I'll see you later.", Niall said and left my room. I let the breath out that I was holding.

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I fell to the floor and pulled my knees to my chest, as I started crying. After the tears seemed to dry out, I screamed loudly, I just needed to get out of here, until my throat got sore. I didn't want to be here. Why did they take me in the first place? What is this place? I had a few ideas as to what it was, but I didn't want to think about that right now, it was all to much to handle. I got up from where I was and slowly walked over to the small bed on the other side of the door. I sat down and looked out the window.

My head snapped towards the door, when I heard it open. I got up and held my breath. Louis walked in, closing the door. He motioned for me to come to him. I stood frozen in my spot. I didn't move one bit, I don't know what it was. I just stared at him, like he was an alien. Louis took a deep breath in, as to calm himself down from doing something he'll regret, "I'm not going to ask you again.". I slowly walked to him, still hesitant. He smiled, "Good Girl.".

Louis lifted his hand to the cheek that he slapped a few hours earlier. I winced at the pain and looked down. "I'm sorry, Sweetheart. But I had to do it, you have to learn what is expected of you.", Louis said and kissed my forehead. I pulled away and pushed against his chest, to get him away from me. He shook his head and grabbed my wrist, "Looks like didn't listen. Now you will be punished. Let's go!".

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A/N:

Hey, Everybody! :)

This is the first chapter of my story. I know it seems very terrible, so your feedback would be helpful and it would mean a lot to me.

Lots of Love,

Marisha16 xx