Mr.Tomlinson's Whore House

*1*

"Slaves, downstairs now." Louis's voice booms throughout the quiet house. When all 17 of the slaves rush down the creaky stairs, they assume their position, in front of the door.

"Delivery for Mr.Tomlinson." A man says with a knock. Louis immediately opens the door, and is met with the sight of a boy with a pink ball gag in between his lips and his hands bound behind his back.

"Slaves. Meet Harry." The slaves were shocked because they were never referred to by their actual names, if they had one at least.

One of the slaves taps Louis's thigh to ask permission to speak. Louis looks down at the hazel eyed boy and nods, signaling for him to speak.

"Master, is he one of us now?" Harry's eyes are big with fear as he stares at the half naked people.

     "Yes he is, he's gonna be my money maker."