No Control (L.S. BDSM)

3

Louis William Tomlinson:

I'm sitting in my office sipping the third cup of tea for the day. This morning went by as most others do. The run, the breakfast and then the dressing. The day at work would usually be the same as it was any other day, and the evening would bring some playtime with my boys. Staring out of the window, I see the morning sun raise up. I can already feel that this day won't be like any other. My day won't be spend in the offices reading through documents and having business meetings. Today is a day full of new faces who's trying to get the position as my right hand, my closest co-worker, my assistant. I have never been happy for changes. One of my personal qualities is being in control. Having someone new here, makes me scared of losing that control. Who would want a mix of a clown and a kindergarten kid around them doing important tasks for you? None. Therefore control.

"Mr. Tomlinson, are you ready for the interviews?" Louisa, my personal assistant asks me. She has been a goddess for years now, and I'm sure no one can do the job in the way she does. I hope she plans on counting with her career after giving birth. She has too much potential to become one of these stay home moms. I'm glad I won't ever have to worry about that myself.

"Ready? No. But lets do this" I replied to her picking up my notebook. Maybe some of the candidates have something interesting I could write down. Most likely no, but I will give them a chance. I stood up from my office chair and walked out of my office. The hallway was full of new people, who I was yet to see. Even some boys decided to apply, interesting. Won't be really worth it though, I'm already sure the assistant should be a woman. Thankfully none of them was the man of my dreams.

"Sofia Hyllendahl" Louisa called, and the woman raised from her seat in the sofa. She was dressed in a yellow floral cardigan with a blue skirt to. I'm not the one to judge women's chose of clothing, but I would want those grandma vibes out of here. She smiled up at me, and I took her hand in mine and shook it lightly. We then got seated around the circular meeting table. I must admit that the lightning in here is intimidating, just as my personality. People who got to be in this room with me must feel pressured and stressed. How do they even survive?

While my mind was on my own control needs in this company, Louisa went through her list of questions that we both had agreed on as fitting. I used most of the time to study the humans creatures. Could they work? How did they work? By the fifteenth job seeker I got tired of the same questions again and again. None of the previous was any good.

"Name, why should we chose you?" I fired away as a new shadow walked into the meeting room. I didn't use time to study his face and body until my words left my mouth.

"Harry Edward Styles Sir..." he started. A strong, but still an angel voice of a man. I let my eyes lift to his. Where did he come from? He wasn't sitting in the hallway just minutes ago. His looks could only be described as the man who has walked into my dreams lately. He reminded me of the man with the wet hair walking down the streets the other day. His height, his brown hair with the small curls on the top, and his emerald eyes. It felt horrible to let my eyes move from his body and over to his application, but I needed to know more.

"Mr. Styles, you say you arrive precisely, but I didn't see you in the hallways as the interviews was starting up. So, are you so precisely?" I asked him staring him down. He was biting his lips, and his cheeks was blushing up. Adorable. No Louis this won't work. He is a man, and you can't have him work for you.

"I'm so sorry sir" he begged for an accept of his apology. How beautiful he would be if he begged on his knees with a collar around his neck. Collar Louis, collar. You have never collared any of your submissives before, and this boy just walked into your office. Remember, control.

"Mr. Styles it's okay this once. You are hired but arrive late again and we two will have a long and good conversation together" I said coldly trying to build up my dominance over him. I raised up and let my hand shake his. His touch so soft. My touch went harder. It was like he already was responding so well to my commands.

"Yes sir" he said and continued to stare into my eyes. I know Harry, I know. You will long for these eyes in your blue dreams. He just stood there for two minutes not moving. I wonder if a bit of humiliation could do him good.

"Mr. Styles when you are done staring and drooling me down, then you may leave" I told him, but of course I didn't want to. His eyes went panicked and he walked out of the office as quick as he could. I can't hide that I caught a glimpse of his ass on the way. A bubble butt. I wonder how it looks under the black suit pants of his. Maybe in a shade of pink and red. Wearing a pink thong, like a princess, not as the usual boys.

"You all can go home" I announced happily as I walked out of the meeting room. Thank God we are finished. I couldn't bear the last twenty people.

"Liam" I spoke into the phone as soon as I walked into my office again. He mentioned a Harry once.

"Yes brother?" he replied.

"Do you know a Harry Styles?" I asked.

"Yes, he lives with Niall" he told me sounding surprised by my questioning. I know Liam, it's not often I care about others, but now I do, or I do about this singular human. Harry.

"He is going to be my personal assistant. Could you do a background check on him? Discreet" I questioned. He is going to think I'm a freak, yes I know.

"Are you finally interested in someone?" he asked. God Liam. I don't date, I thought you'd known that by now. I fuck, hard. I play, sexy. I care, in bed.

"Just do it" I said and hang up. The painful waiting time felt like it was going on for a lifetime. I needed to know more about this angel of a human. It scared me to get addicted, usually it's everyone getting addicted to me. I need him, as my submissive. Maybe I could ask him for a contract? Permanent one maybe? I will have to ask Zayn for advice. I haven't had a contracted sub in years. An hour later an e-mail ticked into my mailbox, and when it was addressed from "Liam Tomlinson Payne" I opened it right away.

From: Liam.payne@gmail.com

To: Louistomlinson@TEH.com

Subject: Harry Edward Styles

Here is the information you asked for dear demanding brother. Don't know how Harry will like it when he finds out his husband is doing background checks on him. Don't be a creep. Harry is too sweet and precious for that.

Full name: Harry Edward Styles

Date of birth: 01.02.1994

Place of birth: Redditch, England

Mother: Anne Twist

Father: Desmond Styles

Step-father: Robin Twist

Siblings: Gemma Styles (+ step siblings Mike and Amy)

Sexual orientation: either bi or gay.

Bank account number: 1234.567.8910.1.1

Criminal record: He once got a ticket for speeding.

Medical records: He has hay fever, asthma. Can be quite anxious.

Hobbies: Singing, gardening, dancing, arts, running, books

I think this is enough to make your dark soul happy. I don't know how you wanted me to get this information, so I asked Niall.

Liam Payne.

I'm happy yes brother. I'm already sure I got an angel who is going to be down on his knees in a second. Especially if he keeps speeding too fast.