Chapter Seven

Learning and Understanding

Yumichika sat with Ichigo's head on his lap again. He sighed and threaded his fingers through his hair thoughtfully. He looked up as Ikkaku came into the room.

"I don't know if I can do this," he said softly. "I don't know if I can save him."

Ikkaku sat down beside him on the bed. "You can. I know you can. The others will be there tonight and they can help you. That's why you encouraged them to join you."

Yumichika looked over at Ikkaku. "I knew. I knew that he might pose too much for us alone. The only two people I know that might also be able to exert control of him would be Renji and Rukia. They both showed the interest I was looking for. And if he has someone kneeling beside him he might be able to link his courage to theirs."

Yumichika sat and leaned his head back against the headboard. For the first time in a long time, Yumichika was truly worried that he wouldn't be able to help Ichigo. The thought made him hurt more than he expected. At first, he just wanted him. Then…it was more. He wanted to save him any way he could. And if that meant he had to train Renji and Rukia to do this as well…he would.

"You need to tell them," Ikkaku said as he slid up beside Ichigo's body. He'd slept through the night and almost into the next evening.

"I will, if they come tonight. Did you send word that we were using the old barracks building?" he said, looking over at Ikkaku.

"I did, to all four," Ikkaku said as he began to run his hands over Ichigo's arm and hip. "I don't think I could watch him die, Yumi-kun. He's…there's something about him. All that power, forced onto him, and now…he's just trying his best to survive it."

Yumichika nodded. "It happened when you fought him when he was a Ryoka. Such strength for a human soul…"

Ichigo flinched suddenly and his eyes fluttered a bit. Yumichika frowned and pulled his head over onto his lap to face upward. They fluttered again and opened. Yumichika frowned and started to speak.

"Peace," came the strange voice from Ichigo's lips. "I needed…to come… and beg you…help…I can't…hold it back much longer…"

The odd black and gold eyes moved between them and he spoke again. "The hunger is gnawing at me, us…I'm trying…you have to stop it before we hurt someone. King will be destroyed if he does something that hurts someone. I want to consume more and more. I think…next time…you'll need your Shikai, Yumi-sama," he said softly as his eyes fluttered. "The real one."

Yumichika blinked. "Ah, what?" he whispered.

Ikkaku looked at him strangely. "What did that mean?"

"Nothing," he said and stroked Ichigo's hair again as his eyes fluttered once more. This time, they were normal.

"Yumi-sama," Ichigo said and looked at him. "I'm sorry…so sorry…"

Yumichika shushed him and smiled. "No, none of that, you couldn't help this. We're going to see if Renji and Rukia will join us. I…I'm going to need their help, Pet. I thought Ikkaku and I could handle this, but it just is not possible right now. We'll have to work together."

Ichigo looked between him and Ikkaku. "You won't leave me, will you?"

"Oh, no," Yumichika said and leaned over to kiss his forehead gently. "No, sweet pet, I've given myself to take care of you, and I will never abandon that responsibility."

Ichigo nodded. "Okay, I just feel…weird today."

Yumichika nodded. "Come now, you need to eat before we go meet the others."

"The others?" Ichigo asked before catching himself. "Sumimasen, Yumi-sama," he said, cutting his eyes downward.

"Come on, pet," he said and helped him out of the bed on unsteady feet. Yumichika was more than a little worried about the effect fighting these urges was having on him. He had to get him under control completely, and soon.

They sat down and had a small dinner. Yumichika got up and grabbed the bag and shouldered it. He nodded to the two of them. "Come, we don't want to keep them waiting."

Ichigo stood and looked away. "Yumi-sama?" he said quietly.

Yumichika looked at him curiously. "What is it, pet?"

"Um, what if…what if they don't come…what if they don't want to do…do this…" he said and Yumichika saw the worry creasing his face.

"I don't think that will be a problem," he said and put his free arm around Ichigo's shoulders. "I have a good idea when people are suited for this."

Ichigo nodded and followed him. Ikkaku, who was wearing his shihakuso still, was carrying a second bag as they walked through some areas where more than once people stopped and stared. Yumichika was wearing his white yukata, which Ichigo was beginning to realize was what he wore when he was in a very serious mode. It was symbolic, he guessed, but he hadn't really understood exactly what the colors meant. Ichigo was still wearing the light cream colored yukata he'd worn the last night, and he once every few moments would grip one hand over his other wrist. He was barefoot, but he didn't mind that, actually. He kept slightly behind Yumichika as they walked without being told, he just fell into that spot. Yumichika walked with such purpose as they headed through and passed several groups of Shinigami. Ichigo hadn't even thought about the fact that this was the first he'd left their quarters.

Yumichika came to a stop after someone called out to him. Ichigo's breath caught but he didn't look up to see who it was. He honestly didn't want to know who it was unless Yumichika wanted him to know.

"What in the world…" came someone's voice Ichigo didn't find familiar.

"What is it? Do you need something?" Yumichika asked and Ichigo saw him put his free hand on his hip in front of him.

"What are you doing?" came a different voice. Ichigo swallowed.

Ichigo grasped his left hand over his right wrist and waited. Yumichika started to say something but one of the two Shinigami moved first. He pushed Ichigo's head up and locked eyes with him. Ichigo had no idea what to do. He hadn't thought about anyone doing something like this with Ikkaku and Yumichika present.

"What's wrong with you?" the Shinigami asked. He looked rather plain, dark hair and a rather uninteresting face.

Ichigo didn't say anything. Yumichika reached out and gripped the other Shinigami's wrist and pulled his hand away. "Don't touch him," he said with a tone to his voice Ichigo had never heard. "He belongs to me, and you are not permitted to touch him."

"What does that even mean?" asked the one Ichigo hadn't seen. At that moment he was trying to control his breathing. He felt Ikkaku's hands on his hips though, steadying him.

"Exactly what I said," Yumichika said with that same tone, and Ichigo wondered if that was anger. It didn't sound like any of the tones he'd used with him or Ikkaku. There was an almost playful edge to even his sternest sounding voice. This was different.

"He belongs to me, and he is not to be touched without my permission. If you continue to do so, I'll have to allow him to show you exactly why he belongs to me," he said and Ichigo heard one of them snort with laughter. "You think I'm jesting," Yumichika said. "My hold is what keeps him in check, and only that. Remember that."

Yumichika reached behind him and grasped Ichigo's hand tightly. He headed forward and ignored anything else. Ichigo stumbled a bit but followed, and realized Ikkaku's hand was still on his hip. He was glad of that. They came to a building that looked like an empty barracks. Yumichika opened the door and lights came on, giving the place a subtle, soft lighting. Ichigo glanced around quickly before returning his gaze downward.

It was empty other than a few pieces of furniture. There was a table and chairs, a couple futons, several large chairs and sofas, and a few things that he couldn't see in the shadows. Yumichika hummed thoughtfully.

"This will work. Come, pet," he said and Ichigo moved up to him. "Now, when the others get here, I'm instructing them. I want you to do as I tell you at every juncture. Ikkaku will help you when you need it."

Ichigo nodded and said, "Yes, Yumi-sama."

The door opened again and Yumichika looked up to see it was Renji and Rukia. Both were in their shihakusos and looked rather nervous.

"Good, good, have you heard from the others?" Yumichika asked as he checked Ichigo's cuffs carefully to ensure they weren't too tight.

Rukia shook her head. "Nii-sama was rather quiet today when I saw him. And I haven't seen Uryū at all."

Renji nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Tai-chou really didn't speak to me at all today. I hope he didn't decide against it. I mean, if he did, I'm okay, but…"

Yumichika nodded. "Yes, I've brought some things. Most of them I'll leave here for your use. The door will be warded and the three of us will be the only ones that can open it. I've had it keyed to the reiatsu patterns. So, they will be safe from anyone on the outside."

Renji and Rukia both looked up as the door opened again, and to their surprise, both Uryū and Byakuya came in together. Both looked somewhat unsure, but they still came in and stood by the door.

"Come, over here," Yumichika said with a smile. "Now, you two, you are mine in here," he said and both Byakuya and Uryū only hesitated for a moment before they came up closer. "First things first," Yumichika said as he looked between the two new individuals. "Remove your kusodo, Byakuya. Uryū, remove your shirt. The rest you may keep for the moment," he muttered as he came over to Ichigo and cupped his face. "Now, pet. I'm going to have you wait with them while I discuss some things with Rukia and Renji. Signal me if you need help. Do not speak, understand?"

Ichigo licked his lips and spoke softly to him. "Yes, Yumi-sama. I understand, Yumi-sama."

Yumichika leaned forward and kissed Ichigo's lips gently and smiled at him. "Good, pet, good."

Yumichika led Ichigo to a spot on the floor and Ichigo fell into the position he'd been instructed in. He sat on his knees with his feet flat under him. Both hands went to the top of his legs and he looked at a point somewhere just beyond his knees on the floor.

"Both you, assume this same positon beside him. Uryū, on Ichigo's left, Byakuya, on his right," Yumichika instructed and watched as they both responded well, if a little slowly. It took them a moment to get into the right positon, but Yumichika nodded. They wouldn't need training nearly as intense as Ichigo. He turned to Rukia and Renji. Ikkaku had taken off his kusodo and stood to the side of the other three where they knelt.

"Now, you two," Yumichika said and moved in a circle around Rukia and Renji. "Why will you take the position as a dominant?"

Rukia and Renji looked at each other. "Um, you…you said we were…" Rukia started.

"No, why will you take on this responsibility?" he said with a sigh. "That's what this is, a responsibility. Your subs will put themselves into your hands, and they will be trusting you completely. You'll take the control they've given you and you will treat it with the utmost respect. Without a sub, a Dominant is nothing. Remember this. No matter what, you never cross the line that will injure, alienate, or harm your sub in the least. Those papers I gave you, those boundaries will be set in stone. Now, let's talk about those things."

Renji and Rukia nodded as Yumichika continued to walk about them. "On the papers, there were places for both you and the sub to put down things called hard limits. These are things that will not, no matter what, be crossed. I noticed that Uryū has indicated that he has a limit for public humiliation. This limit must never be crossed under any circumstances. Byakuya as well has indicated that public play is a hard limit. This is understandable, considering his position. Renji will never cross this line. To do so is to break the contract you are forging between each other."

Both Renji and Rukia nodded as Yumichika continued. "The power you hold is given to you. Do not, under any circumstance, abuse that power. There must always be an avenue for the sub to stop a scene. A word, a signal of some sort, whatever it is, when given, it is not ignored. This is especially important when approaching soft limits on their desires. Soft limits are possible, and you may wish to discuss trying them before you attempt them. These should not be used without warning the sub that you are going to do something that they consider a soft limit."

Yumichika turned and looked at the three kneeling there. "They've all indicated that sexual activities are desired. Who knew dear Byakuya held as much of a desire for his fuku taichou as Renji has for him."

Byakuya nearly looked up but he didn't. He was the one that Yumichika worried the most about in this. However, he knew that Byakuya might surprise him as well. "And Uryū, sweet boy, I was indeed surprised to see that you have some very carnal desires as well."

Uryū's face had gone red as Yumichika spoke. He swallowed heavily but didn't move. "I am glad that you are taking this seriously," Yumichika said with a smile. "Now, shall we enjoy some foray into first attempts?"

Yumichika moved and opened the two bags slowly and beaconed to Renji and Rukia. A few minutes of whispered discussion and both Renji and Rukia came back with a set of cuffs and a matching collar. Both glanced at each other.

"They are yours, do as you will," Yumichika said as he watched with his arms crossed over his chest.

Renji had picked the red leather set and moved forward with more than a little trepidation. The fact that he was here, in front of Byakuya, and about to do something he'd only imagined was running through his head. "Um, here, um, 'Kuya," he said as he leaned forward and snapped the wrist cuffs on him first then he looked up at Renji and for a moment Renji hesitated before he wrapped the collar around his neck and buckled it. He felt his breath against him as he did it.

Rukia, though, didn't have any trepidation as she buckled the white wrist cuffs and collar onto Uryū. He looked up at her briefly before looking over at the others.

Yumichika nodded. "Good, more assertive, Renji, please. You are his master here, not the other way around," Yumichika reminded him.

Renji nodded and stepped back. His hands were shaking, mostly because he was more than a slight bit aroused by the fact he had just put a collar on Byakuya Kuchiki. His collar. Yumichika looked over at Ikkaku.

"Come, love. I will demonstrate on you. My sweet pet here is not ready for what I shall do to you," Yumichika said. "Grab the bench and come over."

Ikkaku nodded and pulled over a bench of some sort that looked odd to those present. Ikkaku moved to lay on it, his back exposed and gripping the front of it. "Now, this is a flog," Yumichika said as he picked up something from inside the bag that looked like a whip but was made of many strips of leather. It had a handle wrapped in white. "The technique to use with this is to strike at certain points, safe points, on the body. Even as Shinigami, it benefits us to avoid certain areas when doing this. Those areas are the spine and lower back in particular."

Yumichika moved over and slipped Ikkaku's hakama off his ass a bit before striking him with it the first time. "Now, notice that there is no damage to the skin other than a reddening. I'll continue a full flog with him, and please, wait until the end until I answer anything." He turned to the three kneeling. "You three watch as well. Heads up, please," he said and waited for them to do so.

He moved and began working over Ikkaku's back and buttocks with a very serious expression. Ikkaku was mostly quiet, but now and then he'd make a moaning or groaning noise. Finally, after nearly fifteen minutes, Ikkaku gasped out, "Red, red, Yumi-sama…"

Yumichika stopped mid swing and set the flog down on a table he'd moved closer. He moved over and felt up and down Ikkaku's back and covered his ass before he helped him off. He moved to a futon as the others watched him and fell into it with him. This time, Ikkaku had hit subspace, and was still a bit out of it. Renji and Rukia watched in interest at the way Yumichika held him and spoke to him for a long while until Ikkaku smiled at him and kissed him quickly.

"Oh, you brat," Yumichika said with a smirk. "You all there now, love?"

"Yes, Yumi-sama."

"Rest here, I'll continue the instructions," he said and stood and returned to them. "Now, as you can see, Ikkaku hit a space where he very literally was unaware of his surroundings. And he needed attention and care to come down out of it. This is a thing called subspace by the humans, and I like the word," Yumichika said as he rummaged into the bag again.

"Now, Ikkaku enjoys pain. Ichigo, on the other hand, is more of a pleasure seeker. Humans refer to Ikkaku's type as a painslut, and Ichigo's as a pleasureslut. Now, that doesn't mean they don't enjoy the other type of scene, but pleasure is more centered on sexual interactions or sensation." Yumichika moved over where Ichigo knelt. "Up, pet," he said and Ichigo stood up quickly, glancing up at Yumichika's face.

"There we are, sweet pet, I'll have you now." Ichigo's breath quickened. After the night before he was wound very tightly. "Come, here we are," he said and led Ichigo onto the bench that Ikkaku had been on. He gasped and looked at Yumichika nervously.

"Now, you silly thing, you know I won't flog you like I do Ikkaku, I do wish you'd quit worrying over that," he said with a sigh as he kissed Ichigo's head. Ichigo felt somewhat unstable on it though.

"Yumi-sama," he said finally.

"Yes, pet?" Yumichika said as he came over to him.

"Please, I don't feel…feel…secure…" he said.

Yumichika smiled. "Of course, pet, just a moment," he said as he moved around. He took Ichigo's wrist cuffs and slipped the rings into clips there. He moved around and did the same with the ankle cuffs. "There now, better my sweet pet."

Yumichika moved around and reached a hand under the yukata and smirked. "My, you are so easily aroused, pet," he muttered as Ichigo held back a whimper at his touch. Yumichika pulled a ring out of the pocket of his yukata and worked it down Ichigo's cock. He gasped a bit at the sensation. "Now, now, you know you aren't to come without my permission, pet. And I do know how hard it is for you to hold on when I play with you extensively like I am about to."

Ichigo's heart beat a rapid staccato in his chest in sheer anticipation. Yumichika pulled a plug from his pocket and showed it to Renji and Rukia. "Now, remember, this is one of those things that you must be sure of. Ichigo enjoys orgasm control. It is, like his cuffs and collar, symbolic. By asserting my control over a very primal area of his nature, it mimics the control he must assert over the hollow instincts."

Yumichika put the plug back into his pocket and pulled the vial of lube out. "Now, as both your subs are male, there must be some very important rules to go by."

Yumichika coated his fingers with it before he flipped the back of Ichigo's yukata over and smirked at the goosebumps that coated his flesh. "Ah, sweet pet," he muttered as he slid his hand down and worked his fingers into him with the lube. Ichigo pressed his face into the bench and whimpered. "Now, it takes preparation, especially at first," he said as he slid his fingers back and forth, leaving Ichigo panting against the bench. He took out the plug next, coating it with the same lube. It was a decent sized one, enough that Yumichika was certain it would push against his prostate nicely.

He slowly slipped it into him and after pushing it in and out several times, he seated it. He smiled, dropping the back of the yukata down and moving away and back to Renji and Rukia.

"Um, you're going to leave him with that…" Renji asked, looking back at him.

"Yes, for a while. The more he edges, the better it will be when he releases," he said as he glanced over at Uryū and Byakuya.

"Edges?" Rukia asked.

"Holding back an impending orgasm, sometimes letting them almost reach it, then stopping whatever stimulation it was, and repeating. It causes it to be much more intense and pleasurable. Now, it is time to begin with these two."

Renji looked nervously at Rukia and swallowed. "Don't be nervous," Yumichika said as he walked over to Byakuya first. "You are the master," he said as he reached down and grabbed Byakuya by the collar. Byakuya looked up, somewhat surprised at Yumichika who was pulling him to his feet.

"Hmm, looking over your desires, boy, seems that you have an intense desire to have control taken from you. You want to be made to beg and plead, and you want to be put down and into your place, yes?" Yumichika asked, fingers still holding tightly to the ring in the collar. When Byakuya hesitated he yanked upward, lifting him up. "A master has asked you a question, boy. You answer."

"Yes, Yumi-sama," he said, having easily picked that up just by watching.

Yumichika let go and turned to Renji. "He is not your captain. You are his master. Act like it, Renji. Perhaps, if you are interested, I may let you take my pet to completion. Or perhaps Uryū should be given that privilege," Yumichika said as he turned to him.

Uryū's face flushed immediately. His heart was racing and he had no idea what was going to happen. He'd done the papers, and he'd been very insistent that he would not have sex with a woman. However, the thought of being able to… He swallowed hard and tried to not look up. As odd as it was, there was something comforting about being so focused on doing what he'd seen the others do. He still gasped when Rukia slipped her fingers through the ring and hauled him up to his feet. He didn't think that Rukia was that strong, but then he supposed that she was a Shinigami, and he was only human.

"Now, there will be differences between how you two interact with these two," Yumichika said, glancing at Renji and Rukia. "Uryū indicated he is only interested in sexual activity with another male. However, I noticed he did not find the idea of a female using objects on him in that same sense. This isn't an unusual thing, Rukia. You must realize that sex is not the only thing in this for any of them. It is an excellent means of control and release, but it is not the only thing. Now, I might offer a solution for Uryū's particular desire set…" Yumichika said as he circled where Uryū stood.

"What is that?" Rukia asked thoughtfully.

"Simple, he will be taken by, or take, from one of these others. I'll allow him to have my pet tonight, and see how he does with it," he said thoughtfully. "The release of sexual tension and desire can be incredibly satisfying and encourage working toward doing this again."

Byakuya had followed Yumichika's moves from under his lids, trying not to look like he was watching him. "'Kuya, it would see, is the name your master has chosen for you, boy," Yumichika said with a smirk. "That will be what you are called here in this room. Now you, you are an interesting one. Carnal desires cloaked in deep seated control. Unlike Uryū who is lacking control, you have too much. You want it taken from you, and not in the same way as Uryū. Renji's approach to you worked because he told you that that's what he wanted."

There was no question to it, Yumichika turned to Renji. "Now, in your boy's case, his desires will be about losing control to you. This can be a process, and considering how much control and power he has in daily life, he may resist you. You must not waver. He wants you to take his control so that he no longer has to be the one in charge. His desires are to be the one that is taken care of, the one that is allowed to simply sense the world around him without pressure. You, Renji, your job is to do that. For him, I would say cross play will be good, in particular with Uryū and Ichigo, but also in the sense of using his desires in unexpected ways. You will have to be creative, Renji, or you will end up having a sub that controls you."

Yumichika paced around the bench where Ichigo was fully engrossed in his current situation. He reached out and ran a hand over his head. Ichigo lifted his head and Yumichika saw the hooded look. He nodded thoughtfully. "Considering the episode last night, I've decided that Ichigo needs more than me to control him."

He looked at them and leaned against the side of the bench. Renji and Rukia exchanged a glance. Yumichika sighed.

"I feared that he would be hard to control alone. I had hoped that Ikkaku would be sufficient to help me, but his condition is worsening. While I do retain control, the hollow surfaced today to beg for help. I recognized the signs in both of you," he said, looking between Renji and Rukia. "I recognized them in Uryū and Byakuya. However, I doubt I would ever spoke of it to any of you if it weren't for Ichigo's condition. I speak of cross playing for a reason. This will become a unit, a group. While Ichigo is mine, and mine alone, Renji and Rukia, you will become two people that I can give power to when necessary. The same is said for your two boys. This creates a safety net, both for us, and them." Yumichika sighed and looked upward. "We also may find a way of letting them lean on each other for comfort and protection."

Rukia frowned. "What do you mean?"

Yumichika glanced where Uryū and Byakuya were both watching him. Now was not the time for protocols though. "Ichigo needs more than control. He needs to feel wanted and needed…like he has a reason to fight. I'm growing more and more fond of him, but my heart belongs to Ikkaku, you all know this. While I can still love him, there is something missing for him because of this. So, this is a way to explore things between him and others of a submissive station, those beside him, rather than above him."

Yumichika smiled and looked at Renji and then to Rukia. "We will see how these things play out. For now, the first couple times that we begin to train Byakuya and Uryū, I will take lead, more to demonstrate."

With that, Yumichika nodded and walked over to Byakuya and grasped the ring at his throat and drug him across to the center of the room where Ichigo lay on the bench. To Yumichika's surprise, Byakuya didn't resist, though he did seem somewhat surprised. Yumichika shoved him over where he was leaning now over the side, hands resting on Ichigo's back. He blinked as he felt the rapid beating of his heart through his back. He was still feeling strange about this situation, but something about it made him feel freer. He looked up as Yumichika drug Uryū to the bench as well, shoving him over Ichigo on the other side as he had Byakuya. Uryū for a second didn't know where to put his hands because he was leaning over his ass.

Yumichika sighed and grabbed both his hands and place them on Ichigo's ass as he leaned there. "Lean like that, do not press down on him, do not stand up. Remain as such until you are told otherwise."

Yumichika moved away, leaving them like that. He stood back and watched with Renji and Rukia.

"What are you doing?" Renji asked as he watched them stand there.

"Testing. I don't doubt Byakuya can hold a position like this for an infinite amount of time, but Uryū may not be able to do so. This is where the difference between them as Shinigami and human must be taken into account. You can see, from the position, he's leaning just enough to reach the other side Ichigo's body. You can see that his hands are starting to tremble after a short while. Uryū is, by human standards, in good shape, but he does not come near Shinigami abilities. Now watch," he said with a smirk.

Uryū wasn't sure how long he could stand like this. He was having more difficulty than he thought remaining like this. It wasn't even that he was leaning that far forward, but it was enough his back muscles were starting to clench and spasm. He bit his lip and tried to hold it. He didn't know why he was doing this, but he had to show them that he could. He could do this. He could feel Ichigo's body under his hands, the warmth from him was almost more than he could take as he swallowed convulsively.

Ichigo gasped out suddenly and Uryū tried to stand back. He hadn't realized he was pushing down too hard on him. He felt hands on him, pulling him to stand up. He looked to see Yumichika standing there.

"Ah, now, you didn't listen very well, hum?" he said to him. Uryū had seen what he'd done to Ikkaku and he felt a shot of complete…what? He couldn't name it. It wasn't fear, but it wasn't apprehension. Was it anticipation? Curiosity?

"I'm sorry, I didn't…I couldn't stand…" he stammered but winced when Yumichika slapped him. It wasn't hard, or even painful.

"Stop, you will abide by protocol. Now, speaking of. Stand up, boy," he said to Byakuya. He stood up straight and looked over at Yumichika.

Yumichika went over the things he'd already taught Ichigo with them, circling them as he spoke with hands tucked at the base of his spine. He had them repeat them three times each. He paused and looked them over. He was trying to decide how far to actually take them this first time. Basic instructions were well and good…but…

"Now, for tonight, I'll allow you both pleasures of release with my pet. He is more than a little ready to have the ring he wears removed. So, you will do as I tell you. Byakuya, you will allow you his mouth, and Uryū, as interested as you are in my pet, I'll give you the privilege of taking him," Yumichika said as he gauged their responses.

Renji was flushed nearly as red as his hair as he watched Byakuya move toward the front of the bench and look down at Ichigo where he lay with his face turned to the side and eyes squeezed closed. Yumichika came over and tipped his head upward and he blinked in surprise because Byakuya was standing in front of him. "Pet, your fellow submissives will be enjoying you by my request. Now, I'll be here beside you. If you need to stop, do you remember how?"

Ichigo nodded and tapped his hand against the side twice enough to make the rings rattle in the cuffs. "Yes, Yumi-sama."

"Good, sweet pet. Now, show Byakuya what you've learned so far?" he said with a smirk.

Ichigo swallowed and nodded. Yumichika looked at Byakuya. "Do not choke him. He is not trained well enough in this yet. You will let him lead how much he can handle until I decide otherwise."

He moved around to the other side as Byakuya stared at him for a long moment. "Well, boy, go on, I've told you already what to do. Now do it."

Byakuya hesitated a moment longer before he felt someone's hand on the back of his neck. He looked to see Renji was standing beside him and pressing his head down somewhat. "Do as you are told, 'Kuya. Or I'll have Yumi-sama teach me how to use those flogs tonight."

Byakuya felt a rush through his body as he spoke. Was this strange? Was it weird that he found Renji doing this to him so…so…wonderful? He swallowed and pushed his hakama down and freed himself. Renji smiled and reached out and gently touched him. Byakuya flinched a bit at someone else's hand on him. "Come now, 'Kuya, look at you now," he said in his ear. "You're hard and dripping, are you this much of a slut?"

Renji felt his body flinch and he smirked. He wanted to be humiliated. Oh, such sweetness, he thought as he grasped him at the base of his cock and stroked him slowly a few times. "Hmm, you're so slick already. Here," Renji muttered and pushed Byakuya forward by pressing his hand at the base of his spine.

Ichigo's eyes were bleary and honestly he wasn't really thinking of much as he slipped his lips around Byakuya. He felt Renji's hand in his hair and tried his best to do what he'd been shown so far. It wasn't much, of course, not yet, but Ichigo knew he'd become batter at pleasuring with his mouth. He knew that he could. He gasped and locked his jaw though when he felt the plug being slid out of him.

"Now, you," Yumichika said with a smile as he plunged the plug in and out of Ichigo's ass a few times. He saw that Uryū's eyes were glued to what he was doing. "Boy, do you want to fuck him?" Yumichika said as he put the plug into a bin to be washed and looked at him.

Uryū wasn't sure because there was a both fear and exhilaration running through him. He couldn't help that since the first day he'd met Ichigo, this thought had occurred more than once. Still, in the back of his mind he worried that he wasn't doing it because he wanted to.

He felt smaller hands on him. Rukia was there beside him and she looked up at him. "Don't hesitate so much, you've had your instructions. Do as you've been told."

Yumichika knew what was wrong with him. "Boy, don't fret. Ichigo has consented to all of this already. He knows how to stop this if he wants to do so. He understands what is happening."

Uryū nodded slowly as Rukia's hands move around and unbuttoned him. She guided his hands down to himself and smiled as he pulled himself free. "Go on, you've been given permission. You want to, don't you, boy?" she said.

Uryū lost control then and grabbed Ichigo's hips and plunged down into him. He immediately almost went off. He groaned and began moving in him slowly. "Don't come until I tell you," Rukia said behind him. "If you do, you'll never be allowed this permission again."

The intensity was almost undoing both of them as Renji and Rukia guided Byakuya and Uryū. Yumichika circled them and watched, wanting to see how well both of them could hold themselves in check under their Doms' guidance. Renji was reminding Byakuya that he wasn't to finish unless he was told to do so. Yumichika could see the strain on both Byakuya and Uryū. Good, he thought to himself.

Yumichika came around beside them and reached under Ichigo to slip the ring off of him. He gasped out load and moaned as Yumichika felt him dripping heavily. He looked at Renji and nodded to him.

"'Kuya, fill his mouth," he whispered to him. Renji still had a hand clutched around the base, mostly to keep him from thrusting too far into Ichigo's mouth. He felt him go over and marveled at what it felt like to hold him as he went over.

Ichigo managed to get through him releasing easily enough but then his head dropped to the bench as he tried desperately not to orgasm until Yumichika said to do so. Renji had moved Byakuya back to one of the futons and was just sitting with him, running hands over Byakuya's now mussed dark hair. Yumichika moved and knelt down beside him and captured his mouth in a deep, long kiss. When he moved back and smiled at him, he licked a long stripe up his cheek to his ear and whispered. "You have permission, pet."

Ichigo didn't need more encouragement than those words. Uryū had been striking at the right angle that it was almost too much for Ichigo to stand. He felt Yumichika's hands on his face again and he just wanted to feel him again. Rukia nodded and looked at Uryū. "When he goes, you are allowed," she said quietly. She knew that he wouldn't last when Ichigo went over.

Ichigo held for a moment longer before he let out a long, low growling sound and felt it hit him hard. His hands fluttered against the bindings and he knew if he hadn't been attached to the bench he would have fallen off. Yumichika occupied his mouth again and he felt Uryū keenly even so. Every time he pressed forward, Ichigo thought he would just explode all over again.

Uryū hadn't really expected how tightly Ichigo's body squeezed down on him and he gasped out as he went over without any further warning. He was glad Rukia had already told him he could come. He wouldn't have lasted as he felt the body under him quiver and clench on him. He nearly fell forward but Rukia kept him upright. He stepped back and nearly fell to his knees, his whole world in some sort of deep haze. He felt Rukia sit him down and someone was beside him. Without thinking he reached for whoever it was and started kissing whoever it was. They responded, and after a few moments of intensity he felt his mind clear and found he was entangled in Ichigo's arms and legs on the futon, both panting.

Yumichika smiled at them and nodded to Rukia as he continued to stroke Ichigo's hair and Rukia rubbed Uryū's back for a long while. Ikkaku picked up things and smiled at Yumichika. The hollow hadn't surfaced. This was incredibly good for them.