Neo stood trying frantically to remove his clothes but he honestly couldnâ€™t remember how to get them off. His body shook and tears formed in his eyes as his fingers gripped the edges tugging it out but not up the up but not out so he couldnâ€™t figure it out. The scars on his shoulders felt like they were burning:<br/><br/>â€œHoney! You worthless piece of shit! Cant you do anything I ask you to do!â€ Brent had screamed at his slave shattered glass covered the floor of the living room as the parties guests walked to avoid them. The 100 glasses Neo at that time had been ordered to bring out lay staining the carpet with his pure wine like blood. â€œMaster forgive me it was my carelessnessâ€ Neo had awnsered crawling around trying to gather the pieces. He crawled coated in his own blood, the blood he was suppose to be serving. As he was carrying the treys his muscles were suffering from lack of blood, his mind got dizzy as stumbled over a womanâ€™s purse. The chystal wine glasses would cost him nearly his life, and would cost him his home.<br/><br/>â€œNot only cant you do as your told you cant take a punishment!â€ Brent screamed as the 98th slash of the wipe shredded through Neoâ€™s bag that night. He had been ordered to take a lashing for every glass he had broke. However his child like body which was already weak couldnâ€™t handle it. He was falling to pieces literally and his wires were soon exposed. The next thing Neo remembered was waking up in the coldâ€¦ the cold streets in a place he had never been.<br/><br/>:Neo felt his body picked uo again and his cloths being taken away. He whimpered cutely and looked to Leo â€œMâ€™Lord, you arenâ€™t going to punish me?â€ he had asked once he saw that Leo was stepping into the tub as well. The water felt comforting and relaxing. His body began to relax as he stayed glued to Leoâ€™s body. He giggled as his toes were washed and then purred as his ears were scrubbed. However the peace wasnâ€™t through the entire bath once Leo started to scrub his hair he began to growl and whine trying to get away whimpering defiantly. â€œNoâ€¦. no no noâ€¦. not my hairâ€¦.â€ He would complain adorably. His well muscularly designed body would wiggle and shift trying to get the sopa out of his â€œmane