I woke up to being bounced around a little bit. When I opened my eyes, I realized I was on a plane. Or rather, a private jet. I looked beside me to see Luke looking down at me.

"Where are we going?"

"Can't tell you that, and you know it." He me mumbled. I sighed frustratedly.

"Ughhhhh. My dad is probably worried sick." I groaned.

"Give me your phone." He ordered. I glared at him.

"No!" He growled and I scooted to a seat farther away from him. I pulled out my phone to see millions of missed text messages and calls from my dad and friends, and Calum had texted me asking why I wasn't there last night.

"Scarlett, give it to me."

"No! You're gonna break it or throw it out the window or something!" I argued.

"If you don't give it to me in the next three seconds im going to bend you over my knee!" I threw the phone at him and he glared. He opened the phone and took something out, then messed with it a little bit, not showing me what he was doing.

He gave it back and I saw he had deleted all my contacts, changed my phone number, put a few restrictions on it, making me unable to have any messaging apps, or make any texts or calls, and i think he'd taken the tracker and location chips out of it.

The only number in my phone was his, and that was the only one I was able to call or text.

"Was that really necessary?" I asked, annoyed.

"At least I have it back." He glared. "Or I could just take it and crush it like you said?"

"No! That's fine!" He smirked and I rolled my eyes.

"Come here." He said in a dominant voice. I cautiously stood and walked over to him. He pulled me into his lap so I was straddling him and kissed my neck. He ran his tongue over the love bite he'd left and I moaned. He chuckled and grabbed my hips, making me grind on him, controlling my pace. He flipped us over on the couch like seat and hovered above me. His lips moved to mine and he slipped his tongue inside my mouth. One of his hands strayed u see my skirt and he rubbed me through my panties.

I'd been turned on before but never touched, not by myself or anyone one else, guys are usually selfish and make me do stuff for them, they never do anything for me, so this was unusual, and new. I moaned almost immediately and he chuckled.

"You like that sweetheart?" I nodded my head ferviously.

"Hmm?"

"Yeaaaahhh... Ahhhh lukkeee."

There was a knock on the door and Luke shushed me.

"Mr. Hemmings?"

"What?!" He growled.

"Umm, there's a bit of turbulence coming up, we need you two to sit down and buckle up." I laid underneath Luke squirming.

Luke mumbled something under his breath and started to get off me, but just then the plane jumped, making him fall to the floor. He growled as I laughed at him. The plane jumped again and I fell on top of him. I laughed harder but got up and in a seat, buckling myself up. Luke did the same.

I squirmed around in my seat trying to relieve my horniness. Luke chuckled at me as I squirmed around.

"Luke?" I whimpered.

"Yes?" I grabbed his hand and slid it onto my thigh. He chuckled and rubbed up and down my thigh, each time coming closer to where I wanted him to touch. I leaned back in my seat and mewled.

"Pleeassee!" He tickled my thigh and I began to giggle and laugh.

"Stop!" I squealed. He let go and removed his hand, smirking as I continued to squirm.

I waited for a while, until his eyes were closed and he looked asleep, before reaching my hand down my skirt and into my underwear. I rubbed myself and tried not to moan.

A harsh smack landed on my thigh and I screeched and pulled my hand out of my skirt.

"Naughty naughty girl, I think you need to learn the rules." Luke unbuckled me and himself and pulled me into his lap.

"1. No running away.
2. Never, ever, tell me no.
3. No arguing with me.
4. Obey.
5. Your mine and only mine.
6. Always respect me.
7. If you don't think I'd let you do something, don't do it.
8.  Don't try to hurt me, yourself, or anyone else unless necessary.
9. Never lie to me.
10. Always tell me if you broke a rule.
11. No hurting yourself or putting yourself in danger.
12. Tell me everything. Period.
13. No touching yourself.
14. Never try to resist a punishment.
15. If you absolutely can't handle any more of a punishment, you're allowed to use the safe word, Red, but if you say it unreasonably, your punishment will be worse.
Understood?"

My eyes widened. I'll never be able to remember all those rules. I nodded, although I'd already forgotten all the rules.

"What punishments are there?" I ask,

"Usually a spanking, depending on how bad whatever you try to do is, it'll be with a harsher tool and/or higher number. If you do something a little less minor you'll probably just have to be tied up and... well... call it time out."

I'm going to die within the next two weeks if I don't get away.

"How much longer till we get there? Wherever there is..."

"About two hours, so sleep." He leaned the big chair back so it was in a laying position and left me to sleep on his chest. He pet my hair and rubbed my back until I fell asleep.

When I woke up Luke was holding me on his hip and carrying me into a huge  really pretty black house.  The inside was all black with white throw pillows and such, and really pretty. He still didn't know I was awake so I let him carry me up a staircase and into an all white room, with black throw pillows and sheets and dressers and such.

I lifted my head off his shoulder to look around the room a bit more. It had a walk in closet, and connected bathroom. It had a makeup table with a mirror in front of it too. My room at home was all light pink and blue, and i hated it. But if I wanted to keep up the good girl act, I'd have to stick with it.

"Mornin baby girl." Luke said as he set me down on the bed.

"I thought kidnappers were supposed to tie there victims up and throw them in a basement." I giggled a bit. "Not provide them with a huge, beautiful bedroom, walk in closet, connected bathroom, and all the luxuries a girl could ask for." He chuckled.

"Would you prefer to be tied up and locked in the basement?" He asked, chuckling. He didn't give me a chance to answer before picking me up and beginning to carry me out of the room. "Wow, didn't know you were into such kinky stuff."

I laughed and struggled out of his arms.

"I'm good thanks." I laughed, hopping back into the bed.

My stomach suddenly rumbled and as if on cue, a woman came in and said, "Master Hemmings, dinner is ready. Oh! And welcome dear, I hope you enjoy it here."

I won't be staying long.

I smiled and nodded. Luke led me down the stairs and into the dining room, where fettuccini Alfredo was set out on plates. My stomach growled at the smell and I immediately sat down and began eating.

I started thinking of an escape plan, which was hard since I didn't know my way around the house.

Soon I came up with a plan. It was not a well thought out plan, but hopefully it would do.

"I have to go to the bathroom." I said once I was finished eating.

"Down the hall, 5th door to the left." I nodded and stood, walking down the hall and into what he said was the bathroom. Luckily there was a window. I locked the door and jumped out the window, which was about seven feet off the ground.  I landed in some bushes and immediately stood up and began running.

It was really hot, so I assumed we were no where near England, which was incredibly cold, as there it was in the middle of winter.

I found myself sweating, as I was wearing a long sleeved shirt, tights, a skirt, boots, and a sweater.

"Bloody hell." I said, exhausted. I can't take off my coat and leave it somewhere, Luke will find it.

I took it off and wrapped it around my waist. I continued to run for a while until I couldn't breath. I walked into an alley and sat down, catching my breath.

Once I could finally breath again, I got up and walked back into the street.

I was in a city, and had no idea where I was or where to go.

I walked into a little store and up to the lady at the counter.

"Excuse me, where are we?"

"Sydney." The woman smiled at me.

"Australia?!" I questioned. She nodded.

"How do you not know where you are dear? Are you lost?"

"Kinda. Can I use your phone?"

"Of course." She led me into a back room and to a phone, before going back to the counter.

I dialed my dads number and he picked up immediately.

"H-hello?" His voice was shaky and i felt really bad. My dad was annoying and too sweet a lot, but I loved him. I mean, he was my dad.

"Hi daddy." I smiled as he gasped.

"Scarlett! Honey where are you?! I've been worried sick! Why didn't you answer my texts or calls?! Are you ok?! Did someone take you?!" I heard a crash in the store but ignored it.

"Daddy I'm not hurt, so I was at school and the lady at the office told me that you were coming to pick me up, and I went outside and-" I was cut off as I felt a harsh grip on my hips. I was positive it was Luke as his angry breaths blew over my neck. 

"Scarlett?" My dad asked.

"I'm fine, something just startled me, umm as I was saying... I-it wasn't you it was..." The grip on my hips got tighter. I was sure there would be bruises. "It was my boyfriend."

"You have a boyfriend?! What?! Scarlett! You are way too young to have a boyfriend! You don't even know what love is! Heck, you don't even know what sex is!"

"Well, I do, have a boyfriend, and he... I ran away with him." I looked behind me to see Luke's angry eyes. He nodded for me to continue.

"Where are you? I'm coming to get you."

"I'm in-" his grip got tighter. "I can't tell you. But I'm safe. H-he'll take care of me, he loves me and I love him."

"Why are you being so stupid Scarlett?!"

"That's not very nice." I stated. Luke leaned down to my ear and whispered "Hang up."

"Bye daddy. I love you."

"Scarlett! You-"

"Daddy, you can say I love you too, or you can get hung up on. Your choice."

"I do love you Scarlett and that's wh-"

Luke grabbed the phone out of my hands and slammed it down.

I continued facing the wall with Luke standing behind me. I didn't want to look into his angry dark blue eyes, I know what's coming and I know I won't be able to sit for a long while.

Luke let go of my hips.

"Turn around." He growled loudly. I debated picking up the phone and dialing 911.

Fuck, I'm in Australia. What's the number for the police in Australia? Is it the same?

"The lady is gonna hear you." I mumbled.

"I knocked her out, now turn around."

"You can't just knock people out!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK

"Ouch!" I whimpered. Probably a bad idea to try and call the cops anyway.

"Turn the bloody hell around."

I slowly turned around and was faced with his clenched jaw and dark blue eyes.

"You know the rules Scarlett. You know what you're gonna get." I gulped and nodded.

He turned around and walked back into the main part of the empty little store.

I stood where I was. He reached the door and turned around to face me.

"Come here." I obeyed immediately.

I saw the lady on the floor. She wasn't bleeding or anything but she was unconscious.

I stood in front of him with my head down.

"Look at me." He ordered dominantly.

Again, I obeyed.

He pinned me to the brick wall and I whimpered.

"You are going to follow me back to the house. You will not try to run. You will not try to get help. You will not disobey me. You will follow me back to the house, and take your punishment like a good little girl. Understood?" He growled.

"Yes sir." I looked at him with wide, frightened eyes, and spoke in a small, submissive voice.

Normally If a dude said all this to me I'd knee him in the balls and run. But Luke, he had some kind of power over me. He owned me. I almost wanted to please him. Sure, I was afraid of him. But at the same time, I wasn't. At the same time, I just wanted to be submissive, and please him. I want him to praise me. I want him to say I'm a good girl. I want him to love me. He owns me.

"Good girl." It's like he read my mind.  He lets me go and walks out the door. I immediately follow him.

Sure I'm afraid of getting my ass beat, but if I run, he will catch me, and I'll get punished worse.

I follow him obediently threw the city. It's  completely silent.

I can tell he's steaming. I just hope he doesn't punish me while he's so angry. 

Soon we reach his house and walk in.

"Go to you're room." He orders.

"Yes sir." I run up the stairs and into my room. I sit on the bed and shake in fear.

Soon he comes in with a paddle and immediately I whimper. He sits down on the bed and immediately I stand up, glancing at the door, extremely tempted to run away.

"Don't you dare." He growls. I gulp again and look at him.

"I-I-I... Please, no." Tears fill my eyes as I look at the paddle. I'm nearly positive my pleading what do an ounce of good but it's that 2% I'm holding onto.

"Bend over my lap, Scarlett." I continue to stare in fear at the paddle.

"Look babe, you tried to run away and tell you're dad, but as soon as I showed up, you did what you knew I wanted, you followed all the way home without trying anything, and you submissively obeyed my every command, so I'm not going to go as hard on you as I would've otherwise. If you be a good little girl, like I know you want to, you won't get any worse." I took a deep breath and bent over his knees.

"Such an obedient, submissive, good little girl." He rubbed my butt as I awaited what came next. He pulled down my tights and underwear and flipped up my skirt.

WHAP

"Fuck!" I whispered. He must not have heard, as he didn't say anything.

WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP

Bloody fucking hell!

I was already crying.

WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP

"Count the last five babygirl."

WHAP
"One!"

WHAP
"Twoooo!!" I sobbed.

WHAP
"Oh god! Three!"

WHAP
"FOUR!"

WHAP
"FIVE!" I hiccuped and sobbed as Luke gently rubbed my bottom.

He grabbed something out of a drawer and soon I felt a nice cool lotion on my sore bottom.

He pulled my panties back up and pulled the tights off my feet.

I sobbed into his knee as he did so. Soon he picked me up and sat me in his lap so I was straddling him, with his knees apart so they didn't touch my butt.

"I'm s-sorry." I sobbed.

"Shh, I know babygirl, I know."