Troublemakers Turned Submissive

Chapter 22 Sting Like A Bee, Float Like A Butterfly

Chapter 22 Sting Like A Bee, Float Like A Butterfly

Neco's POV

After warming up his callipygian ass my cock strains in my leathers as I look down at his matching pairs of pink cheeks. Fuck he's adorable. He's also a major pain in my ass, but that could be changed with the right training.

I take a few steps back and raise the flogger into the air before lightly flicking it. It smacks against his left cheek. He mewls and squeaks out "thank you Master may I have another?" I respond with another flick of my wrist. It lands a little heavier then the last, and on the opposite cheek. "Thank you Master may I have another?" I go a little harder each time until I'm halfway done. On the eleventh hit it goes slicing through the air and lands with a loud crack. He screams. My jaw stiffens at the sound. "P-pleas Master may I have another?" He sobs. I slam the flogger down on his behind once again. He screams louder. It continues like this until I whip the flogger down on his ass one last time. "Twenty" I say.

I slip my fingers behind his head and undo the silk blindfold. His eyes are misted over with a faraway look. When the blindfold is taken off he tries to focus his eyes on me but he can't seem to concentrate. He's floating.

In this case the 'sting like a bee' comes before the 'float like a butterfly' and he's definitely soaring high. I undo the scarf that was restraining his hands. "Devon" I say as I brush the back of my hand against his cheek. He slurs something around the line of "your nose is carrying hooks." I chuckle, brushing a piece of hair out of his face "what's going on in that head of yours."

Pulling him into my chest I lay down on the bed with my arms wrapped securely around him. "You did a good job" I whisper, running my hand through his hair. He wiggles closer to me and sighs in satisfaction.

After he completely relaxes into my chest I reach over to the side table and grab my cellphone. Scrolling through my contacts I dile Reagan's number.

"Want me to bring the fruit and juice up?" She asks knowingly.

"That would be nice, and bring a chocolate bar" I replied back. I hung up and a minute later the door creaked open sending rays of light onto the bed. "I'm coming in" Reagan told us. Devon's head lulled to the side and he mumbled something close to "why furry?" It was kinda cute the way he slurred and mumbled incoherently.

"Looks like someone's deep in sub space" Reagan said with a smile. Handing me what I requested I set them on the side table."boy he looks out of it" I comment. "I should probably reel him back in."

"I'll leave it to you" Reagan said with a wave of her hand as she walked away and closed the door.