smut and mentions of BDSM. also edited.
Liam-
In the three weeks since Chef Ramsay had visited my restaurant, none of us had really gotten into any sort of sexual activity with each other. It had gotten us far too sex-deprived, and gotten Harry breaking rules to get any sort of pleasure for himself. On one hand, I completely understood the desire, and on the other, I knew that he had done it to provoke something in all of us.
"Ass up, Haz. Now," I say, shoving him onto the bed and smacking his thigh. "Don't move until I say that you can. Got it?"
"Yes Sir," he mumbles, getting comfortable and whining when he saw Zayn approaching me. He pulls down my trousers, so I play along and grab his chin, forcing him to look up at me. He loved it.
"What does Zayn think he's gonna do today?" I ask aloud, almost acting as though he was much dumber than he was. The look on his face told me everything I needed to know.
"Suck your dick, Sir." he grins as he spoke, fixing his position in front of me. I smirk and nod, letting go of his chin and grabbing his hair instead. "Am I right, Sir?"
"You're right, now hurry up, we don't have all night," he nods and rushes to do as he was told, eager to please and serve. "I think Zee deserves a reward for always being so good for me, don't you, Niall? Why don't you come and suck his dick? Lou, why don't you eat his ass?" each of them nodded, grinning and wanting to hear Zayn's noises. "Oh, Zee, Harry's loving what you're doing for me. Bet he wishes that it was him instead." he hums and I groan at the shock of it. At that, he keeps going and pushes his head down until his nose brushed against my pubic hair. Once he got there, I held him down and smirked as he gagged.
It didn't take long for me to cum down Zayn's throat with what he was doing. When I did, I moved away from him and gave him a brief kiss on the lips.
"Zee, love, you're going to listen to Lou now. What he says goes, understand?"
"Yes Sir," he whispers, turning to face Louis as I catch Harry's attention by grabbing the bondage rope. I tied his wrists back, and then tied his ankles to the bedposts.
"Some things earn you punishments, Haz," I whisper in his ear, watching as his cheeks flush red. "You did some of those things. What did you do?"
"Touched myself and made myself cum without permission, Sir." he whispers shyly, making me nod and chuckle.
"Right, love. I've already decided your punishment for that, do you think you can figure it out?" he shakes his head and pouts, so I grab his chin and smirk. "Tonight, you won't be cumming. If you even think of whining, you won't cum tomorrow either."
"Yes, Sir," he whimpers, wincing when I reached underneath him and started rubbing over the tip of his dick. He squirms at my touch, pushing his ass up.
"That doesn't mean we're just not going to touch you, though. It's not going to be easy. It's a punishment, after all."
"Yes, Sir."
