His hands are all over my skin tonight, it’s like he can barely take his grip off of me for more than one second. Our legs are playing footsie under the table and I know that when my bare leg strokes his jeans that he stills, rearranging his facial expression so that everyone at the table won’t know the explicit thoughts that are running through his head. My warning hand on his thigh is enough to keep him still and I know that he won’t be able to hide the way he wants to show everyone how he feels.
“Michelle…” Matt murmurs into my ear as I signal to the waiter for another glass of wine along with the other four women arranged around the large booth of the restaurant. Seeing as it’s the end of the boys’ tour, all the way out here in Baltimore, myself and the other girlfriends/wives/casual fucks of the guys decided that we’d come out and surprise the men.

It was then Matt’s conscious decision that we all go out to dinner to celebrate, and so I decide to start the teasing now, until he can no longer bear it. I ignore his soft whine and deliberately move my foot, glancing over the table at each person in turn. Zacky has his arm around his girlfriend, taking advantage of the diversion of attention and whispering things to her as he nibbles at her earlobe, soft giggles and moans leaving her plump lips. Johnny and Jimmy are engaged in a heated discussion with each other and the two women, one wife and one girlfriend who accompany them, about who the best character on Friends is, but Brian, the only one who is alone for the night, is staring across at Matt and I.

Matt holds a similar position to that of the rhythm guitarist, but rather where Zacky appears to like the power and control he holds inside and out of the bedroom, Matt has no power himself inside of the bedroom. He is mine, as I have often told him, and when I catch Brian’s eye, I notice the strange swirling of lust floating around those mocha coloured orbs. I take a gulp of the red wine that’s been put in front of me and lean backwards against Matt’s muscular chest, digging my fingernails into his thigh. He’s already frustrated and I can tell just by the way he tenses whenever my hand brushes against his leg and I smirk, feeling more and more confident by the second.

“Chelle…I need you now” Matt whispers into my ear, nibbling along the side like he’s starving and I hold back a soft moan, putting down the glass of wine and turning to look at him, making sure each of our counterparts’ attention is elsewhere before I let my tongue do the talking for me.
“Tell you what Baby…I’ll let you have something now. In exchange for us going into that bathroom and me letting you eat me out like you seem to want to do so much, I want something from you in return” I promise and Matt shudders at my darkening voice. There is something he finds so tantalizingly wonderful about going down on me that there are times when I have to forbid it, even though I want his tongue there so bad it physically hurts. His arms wrap around my waist and as he pulls me back against the muscles of his chest, I can already feel his erection growing in his tight jeans.

“What do you want from me Mistress?” he asks softly and I nearly damn moan out loud for the whole table to hear when he uses my name from the bedroom. Usually, our strange little relationship doesn’t leave the closed doors, but now that he’s saying it in public, where other people can hear him loud and clear, makes it all the more exciting.
“I want a threesome. To dominate you…and your little friend Brian over there in the hotel room tonight” I say, letting my gaze drops on the dark haired man across from us, who’s staring down at his brightly lit phone screen with minimal interest, waiting for this dinner to be over. Matt’s breath hitches in the back of his throat; I’ve always known a threesome was in line with one of his fantasies, though I’m sure it contained another girl rather than his bandmate.

But he knows better than to deny me anything and he nods, quickly grabbing my hand and yanking me out of the booth. No explanation is offered to any of his bandmates, who barely even notice that we’ve gone and he drags me through the restaurant until we get to one of the private bathrooms. The dominating side taking over me, I push Matt inside and lock the door behind us, our lips smashing together in a kiss of pure lust and fuelled fire propelling us to be closer together. I’ve been waiting for so long to take him again, and now that he’s well under my control, I smirk against his lips and open my mouth, letting his tongue explore every familiar curve and crevice of my mouth, taking all the time he needs to get me worked up.

His wandering hands have already lifted up my skirt to pool around my hips and as he moves away from my lips, he begins to kiss down my body, the bare cleavage on show with my tight blouse, the bare midriff that is on show near my waist and eventually, down to my pantie covered crotch. I shiver when his fingers trail across the lace and with his sharp teeth, he nips across my left thigh until he grabs the waistband of my underwear, dragging it down my legs until it’s just a pool at my feet. With one lust driven glance up at me, he spreads my legs apart slightly, backs me up against the bathroom wall properly and buries his head between my thighs, tongue lapping up at my folds as his lips suck so hard at my pleasure spot that I swear I begin to see stars in front of my eyes.

“Oh fuck! God YES! My perfect little bitch, keep going, oh God…oh baby yeah, right there!” I moan as he teases and tortures me, pushing me ever closer to release. He wants to be fast, and I want to hurry up and get both of those gorgeous men in my bed before I pass out. He sucks harder, eyes connecting me with mine as he tongue travels around my pussy and I moan loudly, tangling my hands in his short hair and tugging, growling in utter pleasure and frustration as the ball of heat starts to build up in the pit of my stomach, begging to be unravelled and known.

I hiss and spit in pleasure, moaning loudly for the whole fucking restaurant to hear when I feel myself tightening.
“Fuck, Mattie! I’m so close” I pant desperately, watching as he smirks and snakes a finger up, sliding it into my tight hole and pressing almost instantly to my spot and I scream, my orgasm hitting me so hard I feel my knees start to tremble and shiver. Matt swallows every last drop of my juices and when I pull him back up to my height, his lips taste exactly like I do.
“I’m going back to the hotel to set up. You will bring Brian back in fifteen minutes and before he comes in you will explain to him exactly what will happen tonight, am I clear Matt?” I say, watching as he nods and bends down to pick up my underwear.

“Yes Mistress” he replies obediently as I slip my panties back on and the two of us walk out of the bathroom hand in hand. I give him a quick kiss on the cheek before he returns to the table and saunter out of the door, all the while wondering what dark desires I’ll be unlocking within Brian
tonight.

***

When the door finally opens to the bedroom, I’m stood beside the bed in my favourite Mistress outfit, a black and red ensemble complete with black stockings and heels that would put Lzzy Hale to shame. Matt almost instantly leads Brian inside, and with a smirk, I see that both of their lips are red and Brian’s got a bulge in his pants that he’s trying to hide embarrassingly from me. Matt knows that I’ve always had fantasies about the two of them, and if I can tell correctly, they’ve been making out in the elevator.
“On the bed Matthew, hands and knees” I order quietly, my voice making Brian jump, and without a sound, Matt pulls off his shirt and pants and gets onto the large double bed on his hands and knees, looking down at the patterned sheets beneath him.

Resembling a deer in headlights, Brian stares at me as I walk over, stroking his muscular arms and beautifully angelic face, trying to soothe him.
“You have nothing to be scared of Brian, you are almost at the same level as me. My slave will please me and I will please you, I can assure, we’ll all get something out of this. Now I suggest, you sit on the couch, take off your pants and enjoy our little pre-show before the real fun begins” I say, planting a sweet kiss on his soft lips before I walk over to Matt and take my position behind him, catching Brian’s eye as he slips off his jeans and fixes his eye firmly on the two of us.

“Now my little Cupcake, you’re going to get a punishment for complaining in the restaurant. Ten strikes is all, and then you will please me, am I clear?” I say and Matt nods, fisting the silky sheets beneath him in preparation for what’s about to come. Catching Brian’s eye, I yank down Matt’s boxers so his erection is set free and quickly administer five spanks to his ass, grinning when he moans like a two cent whore at my roughness with him.
"You like that baby? You like being spanked?"
"Yes! Fuck Mistress, please! Punish me...I've been such a bad boy" Matt pleads and I smirk, feeling my panties dampen at just his words. Brian now has his hand in his boxers and his eyes flutter closed with absolute bliss as he watches us. Spanking Matt five more times, I smirk and beckon Brian over, whose gotten rid of his underwear and is now standing in all his glory in front of us, lust filled eyes gazing over at myself and my Sub.

“Change of plan” I whisper huskily as Brian kneels down next to me on the bed. “Brian, Matt will suck your dick and I’m going to ride him like there’s no fucking tomorrow. He’s not allowed to cum until we have. Now kiss” I order and without questioning me, Brian grabs Matt’s hair and lays him flat out on the bed, leaning to press a passionate kiss to Matt’s lips, a flurry of tongues and gasping breaths as I position myself next to Matt’s dick, stroking it for good measure. He’s painfully hard now, and as Brian kneels over him, one leg on either side of his head I smirk and begin to tease my slit with the tip.
“You want it bitch, huh? You wanna get fucked?” I taunt him and he moans, bucking up his hips as his mouth opens wide, ready to take Brian in all his glory into his mouth just as I slide down Matt’s cock, moaning loudly as I’m stretched and pulled in every direction by that wonderfully thick member he possesses.

We move like animals, my hips thrusting as I slam myself down, watching Brian’s face contort with ecstasy as Matt’s skilled tongue works him slowly and teasingly. It’s like watching one of the world’s best porn movies, and believe me, Matt and I have seen our fair share of them. His cock brushes against my spot and I moan loudly, cursing just as Brian’s lips begin spewing such delicious filth that I nearly cum right there and then.
“That’s right you little bitch, take it, take all of my cock. Such a little cock slut Matt, look so fucking beautiful with your lips around my dick, oh God…fuck! So good, baby, so good- I’m so close, and you’re gonna swallow it all like the good little slut you are” Brian spits as Matt sucks harder and I moan his name loudly, reaching down to touch myself when suddenly Brian’s hand brushes it out of the way and he leans over, rubbing fast and vicious circles into my clit.

“Yeah, Chelle, you look so fucking beautiful like that. Cum baby, cum for us” Brian hisses, and I scream out his name as my walls clench greedily around Matt’s dick, panting and covered in sweat as I ride out my orgasm, bucking my hips against Brian’s glorious fingers. Soon I feel Matt tightening and moaning around Brian’s monster of a dick and he spills inside of me, shaking and shuddering as he continues to pleasure Brian, whose eyes are closed in total pleasure and a spew of spat profanities are spilling out of his perfect mouth, cum spilling down Matt’s throat as he screams out our names.

Exhausted and completely fucked out, I pull myself off and collapse on top of Matt, who’s mouth has been released, Brian laying down next to me.
“Oh my god…that was amazing. Where did you find a girl like that Matt?” Brian asks as Matt looks up, tenderly stroking away the hair from my sweaty face and smiling. He can be loving when he wants to be.
“She fell straight out of heaven and right into my arms, Bri” Matt smiles, watching with concern as Brian gets up, looking around for his pants. I press a sweet kiss to Matt’s lips, before I jump over and grab Brian, pushing him back down onto the bed and straddling his waist, hands running down his toned chest.

“You’re not going anywhere just yet, Brian. I’m not finished with you yet”