One Shots (MxM)

Mateo Dominates Andrew

Andrew Teaches Mateo Sadism 2-

Mateo

"Alright, Mateo. Dominate me if you can."

I can't resist the little thrill I get from hearing his words. I can dominate him. I'll be so good that even the doms in the club will want me. I'll be so good that even the prick who tried to turn me away will be groveling on his knees for me.

I step closer and reach out to fist my hand in his hair before tugging gently to make him look up at me. "Did I say you could talk? No? Then shut the f**k up until you're addressed."

Andrew's face gets hotter as his eyes widen. After a moment of shock, he lowers his eyes to the ground and mumbles a soft, "I'm sorry."

"Good boy. Give me your hands." I tell him, smirking when he does it. His playful smirk is gone now, replaced by a blank face. I knew I'd get him to stop being so smug.

"Arms above your head." He does what he's told which makes me lean in to press a kiss to his ear. "Such an obedient slut for me. Are you sure you're a dom?"

His breathing gets heavier as I adjust the chains to his height and cuff him to them. When I pull back, I look over his body. He's already reacting to me. His c**k is getting harder by the minute and his body is starting to sweat slightly. He's really sexy.

I ignore the two subs watching our every move as I go to the wall to look through things. I grab a flogger that has shorter straps so it will be easier to control. I also look through the gags. There's one that Wenn showed me that causes the sub to drool a lot.

I want to see Andrew like that. I want to take him down a few notches and make him turn into something nobody has seen. I want him to look pathetic and desperate rather than cocky and smug.

I grab the gag and walk back over to him. The gag is basically a small plug attached to a strap that hooks around the subs head. I push it into his mouth and reach around to hook it while making sure it doesn't get tangled in his curly hair. Once it's hooked, I pull back and grab his chin.

"You're cute when you're not talking. I prefer you this way." I admit, holding the flogger in one hand while trailing my free one over his body. I remember what Claude told me when he was teaching me about aftercare.

Confidence is the best thing to have as a dom. Nobody will submit to someone who looks like they don't know what they're doing, so I'll be sure of myself and Andrew will tell me if I do something wrong.

"Clap if you need me to stop." I tell him. He can't say his safeword, so that's the best way to do it.

When I get around to his back, I move my hand down to squeeze his ass. It's pretty nice. Not quite as perfect as Wenn's, but it's definitely easy to see how so many people are attracted to him.

I draw my arm back and swing it forward, watching the straps connect with his ass. He jumps slightly, but there's not much of a reaction. Maybe I'm being too gentle. Wenn said that Andrew is probably the most masochistic person in the whole club right after Fizzle. He can take whatever I dish out, so I don't have to be gentle or worry.

I take a deep breath and draw my arm back again before swinging with much more force. It's not all of my strength, but most of it. This time, his back arches slightly and he lets out a soft moan through the gag. Good. I want him to feel good.

I repeat the same process a few times, scattering the hits over his ass and the back of his thighs, stopping every five or six times to rub the sting away. It feels warm when I touch him, but I know it's just because the blood is rushing there.

Speaking of blood rushing to places, I walk around to the front of him and look down to see that his c**k is dripping with precum. His face is twisted in pleasure and his light brown eyes are staring at me like they're begging me to do more.

The gag in his mouth is causing him to drool a lot which is amusing to me. His moans and pleas are incoherent due to the gag, and the way sweat and salive drips down into his chest practically makes my mouth water. Though I prefer smaller guys, Andrew is undeniably sexy.

He looks completely different. Gone is the cocky dom with a smug smirk. This man is entirely submissive and eagerly awaiting my next move.

I reach out to wrap my hand around his neck, making sure to be gentle as I squeeze the sides for a few seconds before letting go. He moans again.

"You really want me that bad? You're making a mess on the floor." I tell him, looking down to where the precum is dripping. I reach my hand down to stroke him a few times before pushing my thumb down on the head to keep anything else from coming out.

"Maybe I should get you a ring. I can't have you cumming before me, can I?" I tease. I hold him for a few more moments before letting go and circling around him again.

He likes to be afraid. I make the flogger in my hand apparent by swinging it slightly and switching hands every so often. I notice his breaths getting more quick and shallow as the anticipation builds up.

When I'm behind him, I stop, noticing his head turn slightly. I'm sure his eyes are darting around like he's waiting for me to come back around. When his fear is at its apex, I draw my arm back and swing harder than before.

He lets out a little scream through his gag and shifts slightly as his knees seem to get weaker. I do it again, this time hitting across his back, watching out for his spine. I also listen for a clap, doing my best to please him while not getting so carried away that I don't hear his safe signal.

"You got me pretty hard, Andrew. I'm sure you're happy to take responsibility for it, aren't you?" I unzip my pants and strip them off so that I'm naked as well.

I look over at the two subs one last time to make sure they're both okay with it. They both look more turned on than I thought they'd be. Wenn didn't mention anything about being a voyeur, but I can see that his c**k is hard in his pants.

I take that as my cue to go ahead. I walk to the dresser to get a bottle of lube. When I get back to Andrew, I pop it open and squirt some into my hand before tossing it onto the bed.

I spread some on myself and use my free hand to lift one of his legs so I have more room to slip my fingers into him. He keeps making noises into his gag, and I can tell by the sound that he's getting close.

"You better not c*m. If you do, I'll punish you. Maybe I'll even use the forked whip your slave was so scared of."

I wouldn't use anything that could hurt him until I've been trained properly, but the reaction is exactly what I wanted. His body tenses up and his breathing stops for a few seconds.

"Did I scare you? It's kinda funny how you strut around the club like some big bad dom. Now I have you chained up and gagged like the little w***e you are. Can you feel the way your hole is sucking my fingers in? It's like you can't get enough and you're begging me for more. Adorable."

I don't like being behind him. I want to see the expression on his face when I make him c*m.

I walk to the front of him, keeping his leg lifted as I line myself up with his hole. When I look at his face, I feel myself grow a bit more. His eyes are watery now and his cheeks are as red as they can get. The drool dripping from the corners of his mouth onto his chest makes him look pathetic in an oddly sexy way.

Judging by the version of him I've seen at the club these past few days, I doubt other doms have seen him this way. Maybe one or two, but even if they get him to submit, I bet they can't get him to make this face.

I put my hands on his hips and snap mine forward, thrusting into him entirely with one single swoop.

I hear his scream through the gag as his eyes widen. His legs start to shake too, but I keep him up and continue snapping my hips forward at a quick place. I change angles every so often to make sure that I'm pleasing him completely.

I'm assuming he's enjoying it considering his c**k is leaking precum onto my stomach. He doesn't bother trying to hide his moans as he shouts louder and louder each time I thrust into him.

At some point, both of his legs wrap around my waist, and I finally find the angle that lets me hit his prostate each time. He leans his head back to moan. The sounds are the best part.

The skin slapping together, my grunts and breaths, his desperate incoherent whines and moans, and the jingling of the chains keeping his arms above his head. I'm close.

I thrust into him a few more times before settling inside of him and filling him up with my c*m. I let out a softer moan before reaching my hand up to squeeze his neck again. "I want to hear you beg."

I unhook the gag, letting it fall to the floor before thrusting into him again, slower now.

"P-Please... let me c*m! I-I can't h-hold it anymore. Mateo... please?" He whines, his noises getting higher and higher each time I thrust in.

"Sir to you, pet."

"Please, Sir?" He asks again. I look into his eyes, smirking as tears come down his cheeks. His mouth is open, pouring out moans. It's cute the way his tongue sticks out just slightly, drool still coming from the corner of his lips.

"Cum."

He wastes no time tensing as he releases onto our chests. His body spasms a few times, making his hole do the same.

Before I c*m again, I pull out and reach up to unhook him. I pick him up bridal style, ignoring his complaints. "Don't pick me up like that."

"Shut up and let me do aftercare." I tell him, laying him on the bed. He looks up at me and smiles. The first real smile I've gotten from him. Not a smirk or a smug grin. A real smile.

I go into the bathroom to get warm water on a small towel. I quickly wipe myself off before going back to the bed. I wipe him off as well, petting his hair slowly.

"Do you feel alright?"

"I feel great. I'll admit, I underestimated you. You're the best dom I've done a scene with, and considering you're brand new at this, it's seriously baffling. You'll be a good dom. I noticed you adjust your strength to what I wanted without me saying a word. That's a good quality to have. Knowing what your sub needs." He tells me when I finish cleaning him up.

"Thanks. Do you want snacks or water? A massage? Anything?"

"No, I'm alright. I'll just cuddle with Fizzle for a while. You and Wenn should go have fun on your own. I think you'll be alright implementing light sadism from now on. If you ever want to get into deeper stuff that would break skin then just let me know and I'll teach you about that."

I nod and smile at him, standing to put my clothes on while Fizzle crawls to Andrew to lay with him in bed.

I'm almost a real dom. Claude and Andrew both gave me their stamp of approval and Wenn clearly thinks I'm ready too. The only thing left to do is go back to Dax. Then I'll be able to hear Wenn call me "Master."