Lunch had been interesting to say the least. Xavier wasn’t really looking to punish Evan - not seriously - but it had been fun to redden the boy’s ass with his hand during lunch. Of course now that he’d suffered through classes and practice with a lingering, simmering arousal in his stomach, he was more than ready to play more with the Smythe sub. Smirking, he waited until most of the guys had left the locker room before walking over to Evan and cornering him against one of the lockers. “Did you do as I asked, cutie?” he murmured, reaching around to grab the sub’s ass through his shorts.
Xavier stretched once he pushed the door closed. Evan had spent the entire time he worked out riding a thick toy, the hungry look in his eyes making Xavier hard through his whole workout. The shape in his jock was still obvious even with his workout shorts on. Smirking, he leaned back against the closed door and shoved his shorts down, spreading his legs. “C’mere, bitch. I know you want this,” he murmured, beckoning his kneeling boy forward.
It sucked that he had to punish the sweet sub he was growing fond of. But Evan had been mouthy, and he couldn’t let it go. So in addition to his imposed chastity, Xavier had given Evan his promised 30 spanks. He cared for his ass after, rubbing the soothing lotion onto his skin and assured Evan he was forgiven. Only when he felt the sub was ready did he bring him into the bathroom and have him stand in the tub. The new razors and shaving cream he’d bought were ready next to him, and he leaned in to kiss the sub’s forehead. “Lift your arms, cutie. We’ll start at the top and work our way down,” he murmured.
WHO: Mateo Lopez and Evan Smythe ( @evan-sub-smythe )
WHEN: May 1, 2018
WHAT: Bondage, sensory play and a hint of CBT.
NOTE: Started in a chatzy, finished off with HC
Mateo was a bit nervous for this one. He felt like he had more to prove after his claim had left - like he had to prove he was actually a good Dominant. He had to do something to show he was worthy of being approved for another claim, eventually. So, he wanted to do something that the heads wouldn't expect with Evan. He had a table set up, lengths of rope ready and several implements at hand. "So today, I'd like to demonstrate the more intense side of sensory play with my partner. Evan, would you please state your limits and safeword, and then strip and lie on your stomach on the table?" he asked, running one hand through Evan's hair.
Evan had heard good things about Mateo around the Institute, even if he didn't have first hand experience with Mateo before now. The dominant man was obviously good looking, and he seemed pretty confident in himself. At least, to Evan he did. He was much more attracted to that kind of confidence from a Dom than anything else. "Yes Sir. My limits are anything to do with blood, scat, and permanent injuries or marks. My safeword is bananas," Evan said firmly, smiling as he felt Mateo's hand in his hair, before easily stripping himself of his clothes, totally unashamed of his nudity. He climbed up onto the table, and laid on his stomach.
Mateo watched Evan move onto the table. The boy was beautiful, that was for sure. Once he was in place, he stroked his back lightly. "Good boy. Now just stay relaxed," he instructed. Carefully, he began to tie Evan into a hogtie, securing his shins to his thighs to keep his legs spread, and his arms to his back. Once he was finished, he stroked through Evan's hair again. "How does everything feel, boy?" he asked. "Nothing too tight?"
Evan stayed still as Mateo manipulated him however he wanted, letting the man tie him up and spread his legs. He looked up as soon as he felt Mateo's fingers in his hair again, and smiled happily up at the Dom. Feeling content in his bondage, he playfully wiggled his toes, and nodded. "I'm feeling good, Sir. They're definitely not too tight."
Mateo smiled. "Wonderful. Now just close your eyes and feel. I'd like you to stay still, and please use your safeword if things get too painful." Moving to the other end of the table, Mateo picked up a studded pad designed to fit on the palm of his hand. The spikes weren't sharp, but they weren't completely dulled either - just enough for a nice scratch, especially on sensitive skin. He slowly dragged his hand over Evan's inner thigh from his knee to the base of his balls, covering every bit of skin with the tool.
Evan nodded his understanding, and returned Mateo's smile. "Yes Sir," he said simply, waiting for what Mateo was going to do to him first. He didn't look around to get any clues for what Mateo was planning. Evan jumped slightly when he felt the studded pad pass over his thigh and make its way to the base of his balls, and whimpered a little. "That feels really nice, Sir," Evan grinned a little, spreading his legs as much as the bondage would allow.
Mateo pressed the pad a little bit harder into his thigh, making sure to keep the pressure even over every bit of his skin. "Good boy... you look so nice like this," he praised. He gently stroked the pad over Evan's balls, slow and light, before putting the pad away. Then, he picked up a cube of ice from the bowl he had set out, a smirk on his lips as he drew it slowly over Evan's thighs.
Evan gasped as he felt the pad being pushed harder against his thigh, and groaned. He wasn't too sure what that kind of glove was called, but he definitely wanted to experience it again. "Thank you, Sir," he smiled, before whimpering as the pad as stroked over his sensitive balls. He waited patiently for Mateo to put the pad away, and then yelped loudly in surprise at the touch of the ice cube. His leg tried to kick out a little but was stopped by the restraints. "Sir," he whined.
Mateo shushed him, bringing the ice away from his thigh for a moment to look up at Evan. "Still, boy," he murmured. He brought the ice back down, stroking it over Evan's inner thighs, right up to the base of his balls, as he'd done before. "Just relax," he purred, this time teasing the ice down between his cheeks.
Mateo teased the ice between Evan’s cheeks and over his hole, letting it melt a little against the rim before bringing up to very lightly tease his balls. Next came the wax, droplets of blue decorating Evan’s thighs, ass and balls, dropped from a higher distance and slowly moved a bit closer to increase the heat on the submissive’s skin. Mateo checked in with Evan once the wax was finished, giving him a moment to breathe and helping him take a gulp of water before he used a knife to carefully scrape the wax from Evan’s skin, ordering him to keep still every time he twitched. Once the wax was scraped off, he untied Evan, pleased with the submissive’s calmer, more languid state. He’d done what he achieved - and he hoped the heads noticed it too. Mateo carefully checked the sub’s limbs before scooping him into his arms, carrying him back to his room for the proper aftercare of a bath and cuddles, until he escorted Evan to Xavier’s room for the night.
Though they needed to talk, obviously, Xavier wasn’t going to change the first part of his plans. So he had Evan kneel in the corner of the gym, fully clothed, while he worked out. He didn’t shower after, just gestured for Evan to follow him back to his room. Once inside, he sprawled on the couch, shucking off his sweaty shirt. “Strip to your underwear and come sit beside me, Evan,” he said, patting the couch, his skin still slightly flushed.
