Several relaxing minutes pass before I hear Cole whisper in my ear, “Let’s take this to my bedroom, Blue.” I start to follow Cole and Clint, who are already walking toward the bedroom, when Fletcher stops me by scooping me up in his arms, bridal style, and kisses me with possessive intent. He gives me a quick shake of his head and turns me slightly so I can still see Holder sitting on the sofa alone, seemingly lost or feeling out of place in his thoughts.
He lowers me back to my feet, leaning into me still lightly kissing my neck and chin. Fletcher, in barely above a whisper says, “Blue, we need you, but right now Holder needs you more. You need to order him to join us. I can help you along if you need it, but it needs to come from you. Your direction, your possession, your rules, your dominance is what he craves to feel sane. He needs to get out of his head.” I nod my ascent, giving Fletch the okay to go into the bedroom while I handle Holder.
“Holder.” I say with my firmest voice. He looks up at me from where he is sitting, staring at the floor. “Come here now.” He hesitates. I remember how Fletch told me before how Holder needs my dominance and to not allow him to see my weakness, not question my own wants, nor his desires. I march over to Holder, staring down at him sitting on the sofa as he looks up to me with beseeching eyes. I grab his neck with one hand and tighten it around his throat, as I straddle his lap, feeling his pulse thrum under my thumb. I lick up the column of his neck, taking his earlobe in my teeth and nipping it, he groans. I whisper, “When I tell you to come to me, you come.” I smack the side of his face before I push off him, standing back up, and walking away from him. I glance back at him from the hallway. “Come now. You are going to be punished for being so disrespectful to me.” He jumps to attention and quickly comes over to me in the hallway.
“Take your clothes off.” I command. Watching as he slips his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes and quickly losing his leather belt and pants. I can’t help but admire his taught body, and his corded muscles as he undresses for me. Commando again, his pierced cock bouncing against his stomach once freed from its confines. I push Holder back against the wall and grab his balls tightly. He grunts, though he doesn’t lose his erection. “Turn around and get your hands up on the wall, and then bend over for me.” I pick up his leather belt from the ground. Running it through my fingers, the leather is soft and wide. I buckle the belt around my wrist and grasp it tightly.
I smack the belt into my open palm a few times to get a feel for the sting to judge the varying degrees of force I will need to bring pain and pleasure. My nipples are already pebbling in arousal through my shirt as I press myself into his back. “I am going to hit you five times with this belt. You are going to stick out your ass and take it. After each hit, I want you to apologize.”
I hear a scuffling noise behind me, I turn my head to see Fletcher standing in the bedroom doorway, already naked and stroking himself. His pupils are blown with desire, as he gives me a reassuring head nod as I proceed with Holder.
Holder leans forward, in an L shape, with his hands still touching the wall, as he bends over, sticks his ass out, and spreads his legs. I knead his firm ass, telling him how much I appreciate him obeying me now, and reassuring him I know how smart he is, how strong he is, how handsome he is, but his disrespect before cannot go unpunished. “If this gets to be too intense. Just tell me to ‘stop’, and I will. Do you understand that? Answer me Holder because I am about to spank you raw and red.”
“Yes Mistress,” a shudder of arousal rolling through his shoulders.
I bend and loop Holder’s belt in half and crack it a few times to hear the satisfying noise it makes when the leather hits itself. I then take a step back, leaning into it, and whip his ass with a crack of the belt.
“I’m sorry.” He says.
I rear back again and hit two more times in quick succession.
“I’m sorry. I won’t ever do it again.” He grinds out.
I go to pull the belt back again, but notice Fletcher is still watching keenly and getting closer to me on quiet feet. He reaches out, with a raised eyebrow and an extended palm, asking for silent permission to take the belt from me. I nod consent, and hand it over. Fletcher pulls back and hits Holder’s ass with an even harder whack.
“I’m sorry.” Holder is panting now.
Fletcher leans over and rubs Holder’s reddened ass cheeks with a caress that shows affection, care, admiration. Fuck me this is hot as hell.
“This is called impact play.” Fletcher murmurs to me.
“Do not cum yet, Holder.” Fletcher states firmly. Another shiver rolling down his body, dropping his head as he realizes Fletcher is here with us, and submits fully again.
Fletcher hits him one more time, the hardest yet, leaving behind streaked, swollen, red welts on his ass cheeks.
“I’m sorry. Please forgive me.” Holder moans, as Fletcher helps stand Holder back up, turns him to face us, using one of his elbows and upper arm, pushes into Holder’s chest, pinning him to the hallway wall. Fletcher then proceeds to stare down Holder, as he uses his other hand and strokes Holder’s swollen, pierced cock.
“I think our boy deserves a reward after taking his punishment so well, don’t you agree, babe?” Fletcher asks me, never turning away from Holder. I take the initiative and step between the two men, and drop to my knees, taking both of their hard cocks in each one of my small hands. Licking from the base of Holder’s cock to the tip before switching to suck Fletcher's to the back of my throat. Letting long strokes run the length of his shaft before swirling around his engorged cock head with my wet tongue
Sucking on Fletcher and then going back to Holder with my greedy mouth. I pull the two hot naked men closer together so that their cocks are now touching, and I rub them together, and then I stroke them together in one long fluid movement repeatedly. Taking one cock in each hand again and lining them up, I suck both of their swollen heads into my mouth at once, side by side. Drooling over both of their throbbing members I suck them in and out as best I can. I can tell they are both about ready to blow. God knows I’ve soaked through my panties by now.
I pop off their cock long enough to look up at Holder, “Ready to cum for me?”
“Yes Mistress.” He murmurs out trying to hold himself in check from fucking my face.
I let them both go, allowing them to keep pumping themselves as I stand back up, quickly slipping off my top, and bra, exposing my pierced breasts, and pulling down my jeans and panties. I squat back down between the two men, and I reach down between my legs and swirl my wetness over my clit for just a minute as I watch both of my sexy men watching me.
“Cum on me, now!” I command.
Both men give themselves a couple more pulls before spilling their seed on my breasts, yelling my name as they cum hard. I stand up on shaky legs as Holder kisses me roughly, backing me up against the wall himself now, pinning me in and bruising my lips with his punishing kiss. Not caring that there is a mixture of cum pressed between the two of us that glistens in the hallway’s overhead dim lights.
“Thank you, Blue. I needed that.” He pants out quietly, pressing his forehead against mine in a tender moment just between the two of us. I feel a smile creeping across my own face at his words. I look around him and see Fletcher is getting dressed.