One Shots (MxM)

Mateo Doms Dax

Mateo dominates Dax-

Mateo

"No."

"Are you kidding? I did everything you told me to. Your own friends said I did great. Doms you trust." I argue.

It's so frustrating to get completely written off just because I don't make as much money as some people. It's not that I don't try. I really do. I work my ass off almost every day and I hardly get free time. When I do, I spend every bit of it with Wenn and my family.

"I told you nothing was for sure. I'm glad that they think you did well, but I can't just change my beliefs to accommodate you. Sorry, Mateo, but my answer is still no."

"You weren't there! I can dominate anyone and get them to bend and mold into what I want, and I can do it without flashing my money at them. The least you can do is let me prove it. You'll change your mind. I guarantee it."

"You get one chance to impress me, do you understand?" He asks, talking down to me as if I'm a child. I hate that.

I don't want to impress him. I want to embarrass him. Even if it's just the two of us, I want to make him do something he'd never imagine. Just like with Andrew. "How am I supposed to do that?"

He shrugs and stands from his desk. I stand as well and follow him as he opens the door, leading me down the hallway to his playroom.

"I don't know and I don't care. All you have to do is convince me that you'll be a good dom. Make me admit I was wrong. Not an easy task by the way."

"What am I allowed to do?" I ask once we get into the room. I don't want to overstep his boundaries, but I need to convince him. I need this.

"Whatever you want. I consent to what you wish to do. f**k me, whip me, s***k me. I don't care what you do because I'm positive that I won't be giving in. I don't think you're capable of breaking me, so do your worst, Mateo."

"And what about your sub?"

"He's fine with me having s*x with people at the club. Just no subs."

"Then strip." I snap at him.

Dax rolls his eyes and starts to get naked. Andrew started to get more submissive from the moment he took his clothes off, but Dax still seems like he's looking down on me. "You're really strict about the doms joining but you don't even follow your own rules when it comes to subs."

"Excuse me?"

"According to what Wenn said, a few of them blatantly slut shamed him so badly that he was going home to hurt himself. He ran into me. That's how we met." I inform him, walking around to grab what I'll need.

I'm going to break him. I'll tear him down and ruin this powerful image he has of himself, and once he's broken, I'll do the aftercare and build him back up. That's what a scene is.

It's submitting to a dom and allowing them to break you while trusting that they'll put you back together before you finish. That's why it's so important to do aftercare.

"Which subs? Noel is supposed to be keeping them all in check. Surprisingly enough, they all admire him, so I told him to make sure that they're following the rules and not doing anything too dangerous." He grumbles, turning to walk towards me.

"Did I tell you to move?" I ask him with a condescending tone.

He looks shocked by my demand, but after a moment he goes back to his spot and glares. "Don't speak to me like that again."

"You're my sub right now, Dax. You really think I'll be taking orders from you?" I ask rhetorically while grabbing a riding crop and handcuffs.

When I get the blindfold, I walk back to him. "He didn't tell me which subs did it. No matter how mean they are to him, he still wants them to like him. He won't snitch."

"Well maybe I should-"

"Shut up until we finish our scene." I reach out to wrap the blindfold around his head with a little smirk. "We can discuss this later. For now, I'm going to take your clothes off. What's your safeword?"

"Transparency."

I put the things next to the hook I noticed on the floor before standing up again. I reach out to slowly unbutton his shirt and lean in to kiss his neck and chest. Once it's completely unbuttoned, I slip it off of him and toss it aside. I see his eyebrow twitch when he hears it hit the floor, but he keeps his mouth shut.

Next, I start working on his pants. They're leather so it takes some time to get them off, but when he's finally naked, I let my eyes rake over his whole body. He's not the type I usually go for, but he is attractive. That much is undeniable.

"Kneel."

I notice a tick in his jaw like he's trying hard not to say something, but instead of coming back with a snarky response or just 'no', Dax sinks to his knees perfectly. I remember Andrew mentioning that Dax was a sub at the same time he was.

I pet his hair a bit before crouching behind him. I handcuff him and hook him to the ground so that he can't stand or move much at all. "I didn't think I'd enjoy seeing you helpless so much, but all I've done is handcuff you and my c**k is already hard."

He sucks in a quick breath and holds it for a moment before letting go. He doesn't know what to say. I laugh softly and walk to the dresser, opening a few drawers to find a ribbed vibrator and a bottle of lube.

When I return, I crouch down to his level again. I coat my fingers in lube before reaching behind him to press them into his hole.

He hasn't bottomed in a while. I can tell because of how tight he is and the obvious discomfort. He squeezes tightly around my fingers and whines. "Be gentle."

"Shut up. If I have to tell you again, I'll go get a gag." I snap, pushing them in deeper. He moans softly and bites his bottom lip to keep quiet while letting me continue to stretch him.

After I feel his hole start sucking my fingers in deeper, I know that he's ready for something bigger. I spread lube on the vibrator and push it into him, ignoring his whines and the way his hips shift and wrists tug lightly at the cuffs.

I make sure that it's pressed against his prostate before turning the vibrations to the highest level. His body jolts with a much louder moan before he manages to contain his noises again. It doesn't matter if he's loud or not. His body is an open book.

I see his broad chest rising and falling as well as his c**k getting harder. I see a little bead of precum already forming in the tip before slowly sliding down his length. His face twists in pleasure, but he refuses to make noise.

I pick up the riding crop and slowly circle around him. I reach out to trail it across his skin before leaving a smack on his ass. I scatter a few more here and there, amused by his reactions. The head dom is kneeling in front of me. I'm controlling him. That's a dream come true.

"When you beg me to let you c*m, I'll take that as my official acceptance." I inform him.

"That's not going to happen. I told you that you can't break me, Mateo."

I use the crop to leave a hard smack to his c**k. He yelps slightly, making me smile. "I know I said I'd gag you, but I've got something more useful for you to do with your mouth."

I unzip my pants, freeing myself from the confinement. I push the tip against his lips. "Open."

To my surprise, Dax drops his jaw and allows me to slide myself into his mouth. I don't like his compliance. I prefer for him to be the cocky dom I know so that I can have that much more satisfaction when he does finally break.

I reach a hand down to fist in his hair before thrusting my hips forward. He lets out a muffled grunt and moves slightly. "Clap if you need me to stop, but until then just keep your mouth open so I can use it how I want."

He obviously can't respond, but he does open his mouth wider and I can tell that he's trying and failing at not gagging.

"You're leaking on the floor. Am I really turning you on this much? Dax Whitlock, the head dom, is on his knees with his mouth open for me to use as I please. You're really enjoying this too. Do your friends know that you're this much of a slut?"

He mumbles something indistinguishable, and tries to pull back when I force his head all the way down. When he moves back a few inches, I just shove it further down his throat, feeling him gag around me again.

I swing the crop again, smacking it against his lower back which makes him jump. "I told you to be quiet. Try to speak again and you won't c*m the entire night. Just be a good b***h and suck it without complaints."

After thrusting into his mouth a few times, I release, feeling him swallow around me. As much as he can at least. Some of it mixes with his saliva and drips down his chin when I pull out. He looks pathetic this way. He's panting and helpless... sexy.

After a few more seconds, Dax leans forward to rest his forehead on the ground, moving his hips as if he's in pain. He opens his mouth to moan loudly as he writhes. He wants to c*m. I can tell without him saying anything, but I want to hear him beg.

"All you have to do is beg and this can all be over. Stop acting so stubborn when we both know that you're just a w***e with a businessman facade."

He moans more, but doesn't respond. I can tell by the sound of his voice how frustratingly painful it's getting. I wonder if he'll cry soon.

With that thought in mind, I reach down and pull off the blindfold so I can look into his teary hazel eyes. I put the tip of the crop on his chest and slowly trail it up his neck and under his chin to tilt his head so that he's looking up at me.

"Beg."

He shakes his head, finally letting a few tears come down. They stream down his cheeks, leaving tear stains in their path. His face is turning red and even his body is looking flushed now.

"It's actually more pathetic that you refuse to beg just because of how prideful you are. Guess what." I say, stripping out of my clothes before kneeling next to him. "I have all night."

I pop open the lube again and squirt some into my hand, rubbing it on myself before slipping more fingers into him. He seems alarmed because I didn't take the vibrator out, but the whole point is to overwhelm him.

I stretch him a bit while unhooking the cuffs from the ground. Instead, I flip him onto his back and use one hand to pin them above his head.

"W-Wait, I don't know if I can take that." He says.

My hand moves on its own, sending a hard smack to his thigh. "How many times is this now, four? I'm not sure what part of shut up is so hard to understand. I should really punish you now."

I take my fingers out of him and line myself up, feeling the vibrator buzz against me. "You can take a little pain, can't you?"

Before he gets the chance to speak, I slam into him with one quick thrust. I feel him tighten instantly, pushing the vibrator right up against my c**k.

He screams and pants quicker as I move my hips and the vibrations stimulate his most sensitive areas. He won't be able to hold it much longer. Either he'll suck up his pride and beg or he'll c*m without permission.

He whines softly each time I thrust into him. He's so attractive. His eyes are filled with pleasure and tears. His wet lips are parted, spilling out noises non stop, and there's still some wetness on his chin. He looks so satisfied though I know he'd feel even better if he just asked me if he could c*m.

I snap my hips forward just a few more times before I start getting to my peak as well. His hole is really tight. It keeps sucking me in and the vibrations move through my whole body. It's amazing.

I moan softly as I lean over him to put my hands flat against the ground on either side of his head. He's going to break. I can see it in his eyes. I can feel it in the way his legs start shaking and his muscles tighten.

It only takes a few more seconds for him to let out a soft sob. "Fine! Please! Can I c*m? I can't hold back anymore. Mateo... please?"

"It's sir to you."

"P-Please, Sir, can I c*m?"

"No."

His eyes widen as he stares up at me. "No?"

"Sucks getting told no, doesn't it?" I tease. He glares at me. "Just wait until I finish and then you can."

He nods, and I thrust into him a few more times before pushing in completely and filling him. He takes that as his permission to c*m on his chest with a loud noise.

When we both finish, I make quick work of putting all of the toys aside and carrying him back to his bed. Despite him being a tad bit larger than me, he's not that hard to carry.

"That was nice Mateo. I think you'll be a good dom for him."

"Thank you. Now take a nap. I'll still be here when you wake up."

I grab a washcloth and get it damp with warm water before returning to wipe down his body. I start with his face, ridding him of the tears and drool. I move down his neck and chest, wiping away the sweat before wiping the rest of him, returning him to his intimidating self.

I gently pet his hair and lean down to kiss his forehead. I knew he'd give in from the moment we started. The fact is, an experienced sub wouldn't play with a dom he doesn't trust. Dax never would have agreed to do this scene if he actually thought that I'd be a bad dom.

I walk back to the things I used and take them into the bathroom to clean them before returning them to the places I got them from. Once that's done, I walk back to him and lay in the bed, threading my fingers through his hair.

He starts to wake up, so I move closer, pressing my lips to his ear. "You did very good, Dax. You really impressed me, and I'm glad that we got to do this."

"Thank you."

"Do you need anything else? A massage, food, anything?"

"No thanks, but you have my stamp of approval now. All I need from you is to be the best dom you can."

"Of course."