Troublemakers Turned Submissive

Chapter 32 Grim Smile

Chapter 32 Grim Smile

Neco's POV

To celebrate all the great things that has happened this year the others when't on the trip that we have been planning for a long time. A safari hotel and theme park, it has elephants, Tigers, kangaroos, and pretty mush any other animal you would expect to see at the zoo. I have to stay behind because I'm elegiac to elephants, I thought it was going to be just me with the house to myself for four whole days... But then Devon showed up on our doorstep a month ago.

"Behave!" I waved to the vans full of excited young adults, they rolled down their windows and shouted their goodbyes at me at Devon as the vans speed off into the distance leaving me and Devon standing there alone.

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"Devon!" I yelled up the stairs, fury resonating from my voice. Devon rushed down the stairs, and froze when he saw what I was holding in my hand. "What is this?" I ask, holding Devon's boxers up for the whole house to see. He gulped, and slowly backed himself up the stairs, eyes wide with fear. "Get down here!" I order. That must have woken him up because before I could get another word out he turned around and bolted up the stairs. I chased after him, his boxers long forgotten.

I run upstairs and hear a door close. I slam open his bedroom door and look around the room. It doesn't look like Devon is here... But that doesn't mean he's not. I crouch down and look under the beds. Not here. I open the closest door, and the only thing inside is a box. I eye the large cube of cardboard, warily. Opening it, Devon's head shoots up. He stares at me, with a grim smile. "Out!" I shout, pointing to his bed. He scrambles out of the closet, tipping the box over and dragging it halfway across the room as he stumbles out of it. I had to hold back the the urge to burst into a series of laughing fits.

"What have I told you multiple times before?" I growl. He mumbles something too low for me to hear. "Speak up" I say, grabbing a fist full of his hair and making him look me in the eyes. "Not to leave my underwear laying around..." He mumbles, except this time a little louder. "And what did you do?" I ask. He innocently pressed his lips tightly together, and avoided eye contact. "... I left my underwear on the floor" he says hesitantly.

"Bend over."

His head shot up "but sir I-"

"-Now!" I order, leaving no room for arguments.

Let's just say our spanking role-play wasn't the only role-play we did that weekend. We had so much fun while the others were gone that I don't even know why I wanted to stay apart in the first place... But maybe rethinking the last few days will shine some light on how my head got so full, full of Devon.

It all started the morning after they left...