Daddy ♡ --- Post Malone Smut, BDSM

First Night Together

Warning!!

Chapter contains consensual but rough sexual play and extreme BDSM, sexual violence, possible uncomfortable situations, possible trigger warning for some parts. And swearing Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of the above.

--- Austin's Point of View ---

I paced my entry. The party had ended late last night, and I had slept better than I had in weeks, due to being able to cum more than I have in a while. She had emptied me.

I was not 7 pm...three more hours and I would know if she wanted this. If she wanted me.

I was excited when the doorbell rang and my package had arrived. I had ordered it the moment after she left last night. The moment that I was able to touch her I had a feeling about her. A feeling that I have never felt before.

So, I bought her a sub collar. A HUGE gesture this soon in our... playing. But it felt right.

Asking around last night I found out more about her, she was a paramedic, smart, funny, and mild mannered. Perfect to me.

I was second guessing myself for not giving her my phone number.

But I knew that would be a mistake. Our communication would be on my terms.

She would submit to me. I closed my eyes remembering how she felt, she was curvy - I could feel it when I grabbed her hips. I imagine she could easy take a pounding.

I sat on the couch and opened a Bud Light, ignoring my cell phone - the only thing I wanted to deal with tonight, was her.

The girl that had told me about her was called Amber, and when Ashe left the house after I had her Amber practically threw herself at me. I had agreed to go on a date with her, not because I was particularly interested in her, but I thought it might be fun to use her. Girl's like that tend to be gold diggers.

At 10:28 there was a knock at my door, I hadn't moved from leaning against my door since 10. Sad and upset that she wasn't here yet.

I answered it instantly, she was standing before me, I was looking down at her. Fuck I loved how much smaller than me she was. She was wearing jeans and a simple white shirt. Modest, dear lord I fucking loved that as well.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her in.

She let a yelp as I firmly but with care pressed her back up against my wood door.

"I will not tolerate tardiness." I chastised.

She went to talk; I could tell by her facial expression it would be an excuse. My temper flared.

I brought my knee up to her core, lifting it so she was slightly off the ground, even through my pants I could feel how wet she was. Her feet were slightly off the ground

"Understand little one?" She nodded.

"Are you hungry, I got us some pasta from Olive Garden, because you are here, I am thinking you have made your decision."

"Are we going to up...go over rules?" Her voice was soft and timid.

"For the first few times I just want to get to know you, see how we are together... if it makes you feel better, we cause use the Red, Yellow, Green and Blue safe color words while we play." I assured; I could see her visibly relax quite a bit.

We sat down, I already had plates out, I took the bag and pulled out some food.

"Do you have any allergies baby?" I asked, she shook her head. "You'll like this I promise." I assured as I gave her a plate of shrimp alfredo.