Leather and Lace

On His Knees: Part 3

The guys were gathered in a huge room located at the very end of the VIP section of the club. Aside from Dominique and Xavier, everyone sat down on the various couches around the room.

"What is this place?" Kota asked looking around. 

There was an abundance of couches surrounding the slightly raised platform in the middle of the room. Some were leather, and some were silk velvet. On the far side was a bar area. The shelves were full of all kinds of liquor, ranging from beers to vodka. Off to the side of the bar was a little area with another couch facing a king-sized bed. Along the walls seemed to be various whips, ropes, and other sex toys. The whole place was bathed in a reddish-pink glow as the warm lights reflected off the mirrors scattered across the place.

"Looks like a huge room for orgies," Nathan commented, taking note of the tall cage and hourglass cross on the side.

"It is an orgy room."

Dom stood in front of the other team with his feet shoulder-width apart, arms crossed, and a stern expression on his face. Xavier nudged him with an elbow, gaining his attention. The look on Xaviers' face told Dominique to relax as he shot a pointed look in the other men's direction.

A glance showed how nervous and tense their bodies were. The room was basically filled with apprehension.

Dominique relaxed his stance and dropped his arms. "Don't worry, we won't do anything without verbal consent. Now, before we begin, are you all sure you want to do this with all of you in one room?"

They nodded.

Dominique raised his brow. "Words boys."

This made a few of the others bristle at the silent challenge. Namely, Axel, Raven, North, and Owen. They didn't take well to the demand or being called boys by someone who seemed a year or two older than them.

Dominique's face hardened, and he fully intended to show them who was in charge in this room but was stopped by a hand on his chest. His eyes followed the hand up until he was faced with Xavier's soft hazel eyes.

"Don't," he whispered to the scowling giant, who rolled his eyes and huffed out a quiet "fine."

Dominique faced the other men in the room again and sighed. "Well, since you're all insistent on making this a group activity, who wants to go first?"

Luke excitedly raised his hand, to which Dominique smirked. He motioned for Luke to stand up and stepped closer to Luke to slowly circle him.

"A curious one, hmm?" Dominique leaned over and whispered, "You might really regret that."

Luke shivered as the other man's breath washed over his ear.

Dominique stood in front of Luke and stared the younger man down. "We'll use the stoplight system. Green means "go," yellow means "slow down," and red means "full stop."

Luke nodded.

"Let's set the scene and see how good you'll be at playing a part. You're my new submissive and in need of punishment. No need for proper titles yet. Alright?"

Luke nodded again, although he was now a bit more hesitant, silently second-guessing his decision to go first.

Dominique clicked his tongue and shook his head in disappointment. "From now on, you need to verbally answer. It can be taken as a sign of disrespect or reluctance. I'll ask again," he lifted Luke's chin with a finger, "are you okay with what I've said so far?"

The younger man gulped but answered. "Yes."

Dominique stared at him for a moment, his index finger still under the other's chin. He looked for any sign that Luke did not want any of this, but all he saw was pure curiosity. Well, who was he to not educate the curious about the lifestyle his whole team took solace in?