Troublemakers Turned Submissive

Chapter 3 He Just Threatened To Spank Me

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Chapter 3 He Just Threatened To Spank Me

Devon's POV

My eyes snap open to the bright blue sky. "Hello there" a voice bellows from above me. A head pops into my line of sight. As I lay on the grass looking up at the stranger, I feel relived that it's not one of my housemates. I stare into his sparkling green eyes for a moment before mumbling "jackass." His smile widens as he held his hand out towards me "actually it's pronounced, Jackson", I shake his hand.

"Wanna lay?" I ask. He nods his head and lays down beside me. For the next ten minutes we lay on our backs and watch the clouds pass overhead, while pointing out what they look like. We made fast friends with each other.

"Well im bored. I need to go find some trouble, see ya" I say while standing up, stuffing my phone and ear buds back into my pocket, and wiping the dirt off of my back and butt. He stands up too. Jackson stood a few inches taller than me. He tugged on the sleeve of my T-shirt then said "if your looking for trouble I know just the place" a wicked grin crept onto my face "lead the way." We walked until we neared a house about as big as my new one. "You live here?" I questioned, he pulled a key out from his pocket and said "yep, all my life" before I could question what we were doing here Jackson threw the key into a nearby tree. I stared at him with one eyebrow raised in suspicion "fetch" he said cryptically. I looked from him to the tree a few times, wondering if I should go along with his insanity. In the end I said fuck it and climbed the tree.

Once I retrived the key I leaned against a tree branch and watched him climb the taller tree, beside my tree. He climbed all the way into the autumn coloured clump of leafs. Curiosity overwhelmed me as I heard no movement for the next few minutes "what ya doing?" I yelled. No answer. I tried again "Hellooooo! anybody up there?" No answer.

I twirled the key between my fingers as I stared intensely at the autumn leafs. Suddenly a ladder dropped down from them, almost hitting me on the head. Interesting. I grabbed it and started to make my way up. Until I reached a wooden door with no door handle. I tried to push it open but it wouldn't budge, not knowing what to do I knocked. The door flew opened and before I knew it I was eye level with Jackson's expensive yellow and black running shoes.

He stuck his hand in front of my face "need a hand?" I grabbed it and he helped me up. Closing the door behind me I stared in amazement at the chill tree house. Six blue beanbag chairs sat in a circle around the room made of a beautiful wood. Wow is everything this guy owns expensive? He be loaded. He even has a bed, a bookcase, a toaster, and a mini fridge "what no TV?" I say sarcastically. He smirks grabbing a remote off of the red carpeted ground. He clicks a button that moves two parts of the wall, one revealing a large TV the other a variety of gaming systems, games, DVD's, and a DVD player. I stare at it for a a minute before my mind starts working again.

"What no swimming pool?" I say hopefully. Jackson laughs "nice try" I shrugged my shoulders "worth a shot" "that it is" he agreed. He walked over to a cabinet and pulled out two shot glasses and a bottle of whiskey, while I sat in one of his beanbag chairs. He sat in one of the beanbag chairs beside me and poured the whisky into the shot glasses, before handing me one. "How old are you?" I ask as I take the shot glass "19. How old are you?" He copies "17" I say. We wait a moment too see if the other will say anything, when nothing else is said we drink up.

"Why did you want me to see this secret tree house of yours?" I ask after he had two more shots of whiskey. Jackson smiled "im gland you asked" he set his shot glass on the floor "I want you to join my club. We meet here every Friday, and we always do something new and exciting. Are you in?" In this place I'll take excitement where I can get it. Plus I've always wanted to join a secret club. "Definitely." He smiled "great. Im sure the other members will be ecstatic to meet you."

He put the alcohol away "so which house around here are you residing in? I live in the Oakland house."

"The one for too tough to handle, foster kids."

"The Hemingway's?" Jackson cringed and said " tough break. Those people are so strict."

After that he showed me the entrance he used to get into the tree house he told me that the key was mine so I could come anytime I please, starting this Friday. We said our goodbyes and I headed back towards my new favorite spot, for cloud watching. I pulled out my phone and checked the time, it was 5:57 PM. Im pretty tired right now, maybe I should be heading back.

Just as that thought crossed my mind a hand latched onto my shoulder. I rolled my eyes "that trick only works once" I warn Jackson. Turning around I come face to face with Neilson. Giving him a once over I note that his blue jeans are so paint stained he could probably get away with calling them tie-dye. His messy hair has little flakes of dried paint in it. And at this moment he is scowling at me with his arms crossed over his chest making the muscles in his arms flex. "Let's go" he stares at me agitatedly, and I haven't even fucked with him yet... wow a new record. "No" I say firmly and copy him, crossing my arms over my chest. I was going to go back but now that he's ordering me to I don't feel like it anymore.

We stood there having a staring match until Neilson wrapped his arms around my waist and hoisted me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing. I hit his back repeatedly with my fists and screamed profanities at him. After a few minutes of him having no reaction to my insults and abuse I puffed out my cheeks and grumbled to myself about what an asshole he was.

Once we reached the front steps he pulled out a key and unlocked the door. Walking inside he closes the door. Neilson patted my ass "if your ready to behave now, I'll let you down" I glared at the ground and growled "fuck off, Neilson." He sighed "fine have it your way" suddenly he moved his hand off of my ass and tensed up.

I heard the sound of boots against the floor behind me but I couldn't see who it was, instead I was stuck looking at Neilson's ass. "What's going on here?" A deep voice rumbled from behind me. Instantly I recognize his voice. Neco. I nibbled on my lip, knowing he wouldn't like this at all. " Devon broke the lock on a window and somehow managed to leave the house through the second story window. When i relized he was gone i tracked him down and dragged him back. That's the situation you walked into." Snitch. Next thing I know im right side up trying to get my balance as im stared down by an angery Neco.

"You should have told me." Neco said sternly, before his face softened "but im proud you took action and brought him back." Neilson face flushed with pride as he smiles shyly up at Neco. Neco petted Neilson on his head "you've been such a good boy lately, I think you deserve a reward." A look of excitement flashed across Neilson's face.

All the while they shamelessly flirted I slowly slipped away hoping to avoid Neco's hollow stare, for now. Just as I reached the first step of the staircase leading to my bedroom on the second floor, a set of large hands pulled me back. "Where do you think your going?" He growled. I whipped around and shoved his hands off of my hips "don't fucking touch me!" I yelled. He took a step towards me, our chest centimeters apart "I'd watch my tone if I were you boy, especially after that little stunt you pulled earlier." I felt the erge to tremble and mumbling my apologies, but instead I glare up at him "well, you should of just told me the rules instead of giving my such a big loophole to brake them. If you did then this little stunt probably wouldn't have happened, so really it's all your fault" I throw back at him.

I could swear I saw his eyes harden and his fists clench as he leaned forward and whispered in my ear "your lucky I don't bend you over my knee this second, and spank your ass until it's red." My breath hitches and I start to trembling "y-you wouldn't" he smirked at my trembling form "I would."

He stepped back then gestured towards the staircase "now go wash up for dinner... and stay out of trouble." I hurried up the stairs and over to the bathroom at the end of the hallway. Closing and locking the door I lean my head against it.

"Fuck he just threatened to spank me" I look down at the bulge in my jeans "and it totally turned me on."