Chapter 17 Jude #2
“Good. Now, since you were unable to trust me with your little excursion, you will be punished.” Walking to the dresser, I pick up one of the items before standing behind Antonio.
Setting a hand on his shoulder, I direct him to his hands and knees.
“We’re going to put a little show on for you,” I tell him.
I slick up the prostate massager that's in my hand enough to be able to slide it into his ass. It’s a slow task as I don’t offer him any prep, but eventually, I get it seated.
“You’re not to come,” I tell him, settling him back in his previous kneeling position.
“You can touch yourself as you watch, but if you dare to come, you won’t like the consequences.
” Heading back to the dresser, I pick up the next two items. “To help, you can use the ice to cool down.” I set the ice bucket the twins prepared in front of him, draping the cloth over it.
“How sweet, they gave you something to prevent the ice from burning you. I’m sure you can guess how to effectively use the ice, but I’ll explain what I want from you anyway.
Anytime you get too close to coming, or overheated, or too excited from your private show, I want you to ice your cock and balls. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You will hold the ice there until the urge to be naughty flees. I want to say I can trust you without having to be specific, but current circumstances tell me you need things spelled out for you.” The dig makes a look of pain cross Antonio’s face, and since that was the whole point, I let it go.
“Show me you know how to be a good Boy.”
With that, I remove my clothes and climb onto the bed. With the remote to the prostate massager in hand, I turn the toy on low before focusing on my two very good, very patient Boys.
“Come here.” I run my hands through their hair, and the two of them scramble out of their positions to get to me. Kissing first Nario, then Nicolo, I enjoy the way they feel in my arms. “Get me hard, prep me for your asses.”
They moan in unison, and take turns kissing me again before lavishing attention on my body.
Four hands and two mouths cover every inch of me, and I give myself over to them, allowing them to explore and take what they want in a way I don’t normally.
It’s both a reward for them being such good listeners this entire time, and a punishment for the flower who kneels on the floor, stroking his cock and watching us intently.
I smile when he reaches into the ice bucket and pulls out a few ice cubes, using one hand to lift his cock, while the other applies the ice to the underside of his dick. Clicking the button on the remote, I ramp up the intensity of the vibrations in his ass by one notch.
Antonio’s chest rises and falls, as he moves the ice down to his balls, and I choke on a laugh that turns into a moan when a warm mouth takes my cock down its throat.
With my hand in Nario’s hair, I shove him down onto my dick, loving the way he takes me all the way in without complaint, even as his throat spasms around my length.
“Do you want to fuck him?” I ask Nicolo.
“Please, Sir,” he says breathlessly.
“You want to open him for me? Get his hole nice and loose for me to use?”
“Yes…Sir…”
“Do it then.”
Nicolo scrambles to find the lube on the bed, slicking his cock before kneeling behind Nario, helping to position him in place.
Readjusting myself on the bed, I use my grip on Nario’s hair to lift him off my cock for a much-needed breath, as Nicolo presses his dick steadily inside. “That’s it. You’re going to take both our cocks, aren’t you, Stella?”
Nario moans as Nicolo fucks into him and then stills. “Yes, Sir. Please.”
“On my cock then.” I lower his head back down, thrusting up into his mouth as Nicolo pulls back.
Over and over, we use him between us. At the same time, I keep a close eye on Antonio, watching as he has to stop jerking himself off and scrambles for the ice.
The way he pants tells me he got closer to his orgasm than he should have.
So, when he holds the ice to his balls, I set the vibrations up another notch, making him jerk and almost drop the ice.
But he takes a deep breath and seems to settle into himself after the reminder.
So after several moments, in which I use the time to ride Nario’s face hard, I turn the setting back down.
Pulling Nario’s mouth from my cock again, I say, “Stop. I want my turn. And I think Nario deserves a reward for being such a good cocksleeve to us both. How would you like to fuck Nicolo now?”
Nario nods eagerly, making me laugh. “Please, Sir.”
“Good Boy.” Using my grip on his hair, I tug him closer and kiss him, holding him to me as he moans and whines when Nicolo pulls out.
I position them sideways on the bed, so I can keep an eye on Antonio, not only to make sure he doesn’t disobey, but to make sure I don’t miss a safeword.
With Nicolo on his back, and Nario draped over him, I line myself up behind Nario, squeezing his ass and spreading him open.
I enjoy the way he trembles under my touch as I lightly swipe a finger across his opened hole.
“Go on, Stella Mio. Take what’s ours.”
Nario carefully enters Nicolo, and as he does, I adjust the settings on Antonio’s massager a final time, racking up the intensity by two notches before plunging into Nario’s ass.
Groaning at the hot feel of being inside my Star, I hold onto his hips and start a steady but brutal pace, forcing him to fuck into Nicolo at the same time.
My hold on Nario is bruising, and I love the thought of seeing my marks on him.
The brand Hollis left on me almost burns as I consider marking all three of my lovers in the same way…
The thought of having them permanently wear proof that they’re mine…
it’s heady, and I fuck the men under me even harder.
A sharp cry steals my attention and I watch as Antonio curls forward a little, cupping the cloth to his groin as he does so. The sight is enough to have my own balls tightening in pleasure.
“Come if you want to, my beautiful Stars. But know if you don’t come now, you won’t until the next time I say…
because your pleasure—and your pain—belong to me.
All three of you are mine now. Mine to cherish, to fuck, to love.
So…come, or don’t. It doesn’t matter to me.
Just know that if you come after me, you’ll join Antonio in the next part of his punishment. ”
All three of my lovers moan, and I fuck into Nario harder, loving the way his channel tightens as his hips jerk.
He slumps over Nicolo and I fuck into him, pushing his cock deeper into Nicolo. Nario has enough function to lift himself up and get a hand between them to jerk Nicolo off. It’s close, but the Boy does manage to come right before I do, his cries of pleasure drowning my own out in my ears.
Everything seems to stop for a moment, as the three of us bask in the pleasure of each other.
When I pull out, Nario whines, and I run a hand across his beautiful ass.
“Shh, it’s okay, Stella. We’ll have plenty more time to stay put later on.
Right now, though, I need to take care of our naughty Bel Fiore. ”
Turning the prostate massager down first, and then off, I make my way over to where Antonio kneels. His face is red and there are tears in his eyes, but he doesn’t safeword. He simply looks up at me pleadingly while holding the last of the ice to his dick.
“Such a good Boy, Bello. I’m very proud of you.”
He shudders and I take the ice from him, dropping the soaked cloth into the bucket. Setting a hand on his cheek, I lean in and kiss him softly, enjoying the way he melts into me.
“Very good Boy. Let’s get you up and dried off. Then you can clean our lovers up.”
I help him stand, my grip on his arms is firm in case his legs give out on him from kneeling for so long. Before we go anywhere, I remove the toy from his ass, setting it on the dresser next to the final piece of his punishment, before leading him into the bathroom.
“How do you feel?” I ask as I dry off his groin and legs with a towel.
“I thought my dick was going to freeze off, Sir. But…I feel good. Thank you for helping me.”
I look into his eyes, seeing the sincerity there. “I’m always here for you, Antonio. Always. You’re not alone anymore. I hate that you felt you couldn’t trust me.”
He swallows and shakes his head. “It’s not that…” His voice cracks. “I just… I was trying to help.”
“You could have gotten yourself captured, or worse, killed. How do you think I would have felt if that happened? What about the twins? You’re not to put yourself into these situations, especially without talking to me first. Understand?
We could have found a better way, together.
I won’t interfere with your job, but if I can’t trust you to not be reckless, this isn’t going to work. ”
“I do trust you!”
“With your body, maybe, but not with your safety. Stunts like today tell me you don’t trust me as a Second in this Family, and we can’t have that.
What we’re building here, what the Council is doing, it only works if all of us participate.
You didn’t do that, and even worse, you dragged Marcus into it. ”
Tears fill his eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“I know you are. But I need you to understand the consequences of your actions… Hearing you were gone, that you ran head first into danger without a damn word to me…it was hard. You make me feel…so many fucking things. I don’t understand it all, the pull I have to you, the need to keep you safe.
.. Those feelings are still foreign to me, but I do love you, and I want you here with me for a very, very long time. ”
He lets out a stuttering breath. “I love you, too.”
I smile at him. “Then no more galavanting around without letting me know where you’ll be, okay? I can’t promise to always be on board with your ideas, but I can reassure you that I’ll always listen to them first.”
“Okay.”
I kiss him softly. “Good Boy. Now, let’s get back to our lovers. Bring a towel to mop up the floor.”
He groans but grabs the towel I used on him and waits while I wet a cloth to clean Nicolo and Nario up.
Back in the bedroom, Antonio cleans the water from the floor, while I gently wipe the twins down.
They let me move them however I want, content to curl up together while I have my way with them.
Many images of how I can use their trust in me against them try to invade my head, but I shove them to the side—for now.
As I told them, there will be plenty of time for more fun and games at a later date.
“Sir?” I look over at Antonio and smile when I see him standing by the dresser, ice bucket in hand.
I toss the used cloth onto the nightstand for later disposal and make my way over to him. “I see you stumbled across the last part of your punishment.”
Taking the ice bucket, I set it on the dresser, then pick up the cock cage. “I don’t want you to think I’m an easy dominant…”
He shakes his head immediately. “I don’t, Sir, trust me. I learned a lot today.”
I laugh. “I’m sure you have, but still. Until I’m sure the lesson will stick, that I trust you will work on trusting me, you’ll wear this cage.
A few days…or weeks, however long it takes.
I already said your orgasms belong to me, and well, this reinforces that all of you belongs to me, Bello. Every single naughty inch.”
He shivers when I reach for his cock, but he doesn’t protest, letting me do whatever I want with him, which is a heady feeling I never expected to have, and I have to rein in my baser instincts. Unwilling to push him too much in one day, despite how badly I want to brand him.
Once the cage is in place, I admire the way he looks, naked save for the metal around his cock. So perfectly mine.
“Such a beautiful flower, all for me. I love watching you bloom.”
Antonio sways, and I put my arms around him, holding him close for several long minutes before leading him to the bed, where the four of us settle in. There's a Boy on either side of Antonio and me, while my Bel Fiore curls into me, clinging with all his might.
The last of my lingering fear from being told Antonio was gone dissipates as the four of us relax into the bed, and I hold my Boy just a bit tighter, grateful he’s here with us, because I am never letting any of them go.