He was so fucking obsessed.

He had kidnapped you months ago. He would never let you out of his sight. He treated you like he was never going to let you go.

Which he wasn’t.

The last time you tried to escape, it earned you a spanking. Yes. Like you were a little kid.

You were sleeping in bed with him and you woke up to attempt to escape. But you were stuck. Stuck? Yes.

He had changed you into a onesie and he had put you in his own. Yes. You were in a onesie, in his onesie.

Weird? Yes. But he had to make sure you’d never leave. You were his teddy bear.