Do As You Please

Punishment

  The next day Scott showed up again to school in one of Isaac's old lacrosse sweatshirts. His Dom seemed to enjoy the idea of everyone knowing that the shirt was his and that Scott was his. Scott got more death glares as he stepped out the Camaro and rounded the side to Isaac's door.

  "Be good Pup." Isaac said.

  "Yes Sir." Scott agreed.

  "And you'll tell me if something happens?" Isaac asked. Scott nodded.

  "Always Sir."

  "Good, now give me a kiss." Scott smiled before leaning forward and pressing his lips to Isaac's. Someone gagged in the background and a wicked idea popped into Isaac's head. He stepped out of the car much to everyone's surprise. Matt stood, his friends flanking him. Isaac chuckled- he could take them all on. He gave them a mischievous smirk and wink before turning to Scott. He tangled his hands in Scott's hair as he crashed their lips together. Scott groaned as they kissed hard and hungrily. Isaac smirked as his hands travled down to Scott's waist and then to Scott's ass so he could lift Scott up against the side of the Camaro. Scott wrapped his legs around Isaac's waist and tangled his fingers in Isaac's golden brown, curly locks as he lightly ground into Isaac. Before either of them could sport a noticeable erection Isaac pulled away- to which Scott whined. Isaac licked his lips.

  "Be a good boy Pup and I'll reward you after the rave." He whispered huskily. Scott whimpered and nodded profusely. Isaac licked and then bit Scott's ear before setting his feet back on the ground. He gave Scott one last kiss before getting in his car and driving off.

  "That was hot." Ethan said. Scott laughed. "I'm gonna go see Danny and suck his face off." He left the group and headed towards Derek's loft.

  "So… are you coming to the rave?" Stiles asked. Scott nodded.

  "What's it like Scott? Being with Isaac?" Kira inquired.

  "It's- nice. He's nice and really lenient." Scott answered.

  "And he fucks your brains out." Aiden added. Scott laughed.

  "That too." Scott agreed.

  "Um…ok way too much info. T.M.I. to the max!" Stiles complained as he wrapped his arm around Malia. Malia Tate had recently joined their "Pack". She had brown, curly hair and brown eyes. She was a Were-Coyote until she figured out how to control the change and had punched Stiles first day meeting him. They stuck to each other like glue to paper.

  Scott stood outside the school waiting for his Dom to pick him up. He was running a little late and Scott was starting to get worried.

  "Aww, did your Dom forget about you? He's probably not coming back." Someone sneered. Scott tried to ignore them. "I can't wait to hear what your dad thinks about this. I bet he'll beat you some more, you deserve a good beating." Scott tried to compose himself as Isaac pulled up and Scott quickly got in so that they could drive off.

  Isaac noticed when they got home that his Sub was shaking. He couldn't be cold- that was impossible. When his Pup never spoke up and instead went on to do his homework Isaac growled in frustration. Scott looked up at him with wide, submissive eyes and barred his neck. Isaac ignored his wolf's need to cover the skin in bruises and bites.

  "What happened?" He demanded.

  "Nothing." Scott muttered.

  "You're shaking Scott." Isaac reasoned.

  "No shit Captain Obvious. It's none of your damn business what happened!" Scott hissed. Isaac raised a brow.

  "Want to try that again?" Isaac challenged him with an angry glare.

  "I said: it's none of your got damn business." Scott said without fear. He was usually so submissive, but when he was angry he was stubborn and fiesty. Isaac let out a snarl and Scott knew what was going to happen from that one sound. In no time Scott was flipped over and Isaac's hand reined down on Scott's bottom, hit after hit. Scott bit Isaac's leg in anger and retaliation. Isaac pulled Scott's pants down with another snarl and gave more hits. Scott squirmed at the burning sting each hit gave him. That just caused Isaac to pull down his underwear and give more hits to Scott's redding bottom. Scott felt tears well up in his eyes and when he stopped squirming Isaac stopped hitting him. He pulled up Scott's pants and stood him up.

  "I'm not mad Scott. I'm disappointed. I want to help, I want to make you feel safe but I can't do that if you don't tell me what's wrong. Now snapping at me and biting me are not going to help fix things. If you're mad or hurt or scared we need to talk about it calmly, okay?" Isaac spoke. Scott nodded and sniffiled. "Now go upstairs." Scott rushed up the stairs without a second thought. Isaac knew Scott was upset with himself. In the short time he'd known him Isaac knew that Scott loved to please people. He could handle Isaac's anger. He couldn't, however, handle Isaac's disappointment. Not only did he disappoint his Dom, he made his Dom spank him.

  Scott let his tears fall freely as he was filled with so much self-loathing. He knew his Dom would never want to face him, would send him back to the store. He cried harder.

  Once Isaac knew Scott cried himself out he went upstairs to confront the boy. He found the boy in the corner with red, tear-less eyes as he twiddled his thumbs.

  "Scott?" Isaac spoke as he sat down on the bed. Scott looked at his Dom in sadness and fear. He knelt in front of him, fresh tears ready to fall.

  "A-are you going to send me back Sir?" Scott asked his voice hoarse from all his crying.

  "No." Isaac answered.

  "I'm sorry Sir. I shouldn't have acted that way. I didn't mean to disappoint you. I'm sorry I made you spank me. I'm sorry I disappointed you, lo siento Papi." Scott cried. Isaac knew Scott had a Daddy kink, but he didn't know Scott spoke Spanish- interesting… Isaac tilted Scott's chin up so he could stare into the boy's eyes.

  "I know you're sorry and no matter what you do I won't send you back if you don't want me to, but I want to know what's wrong so I can help." Isaac responded. He wiped away Scott's tears and sat the boy on his lap.

  "A boy said you forgot about me or that you didn't want me anymore and that's why you were late to come pick me up. He said he couldn't wait to see how my dad would react. That he'd probably beat me and I deserved a good beating."

  "No one deserves a beating- especially not you." Isaac said. "Scott, has your father ever beat you?" Scott remained silent. "Scott?"

  "It didn't start until I was six. When my mom found out that's when he left, but he's been in town for a while now." Scott answered. Isaac growled.

  "I'll kick his ass after I find the dumbfuck who told you that bullshit." He promised. "But for now we have to get ready for the party." He gave Scott a kiss before standing him up.