Mistress ♡-- Post Malone BDSM Smut

On My Knees

Warning!! Chapter contains consensual but rough sexual play and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical 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 was tense on a whole new level. I felt like a tiger that was in a cage at the zoo.

As I started checking my feelings on the matter, I realized that I was turned on knowing that my Mistress was somewhere outside watching me, and I wanted to do nothing more than to please her.

I knew, not sure how I knew - maybe it was logical, I knew that if she wasn't able to see me, I would be punished, so I kept my group in the front area where with the lights on you could clearly see what was going on from the inside.

I tried to stay focused of what we were doing, some of the girls were sitting on the chairs giggling and laughing, and me and the guys were playing beer pong and talking about nothing - well they were, I was lost in thought - I was honestly thinking about how to get rid of them without raising and sort of suspicion.

I had never been seriously disciplined by a mistress, I was interested in maybe light whipping and restraining and denying pleasure.

Absently mindedly I walked towards the side window, looking down at the can of beer. I jumped when I heard a ping from my phone I pulled it out and looked at it almost absently.

Mistress

Are you not enjoying yourself Pet?

With a sexy shiver going thought my body I looked out into the darkness of my driveway, a little bit frustrated that I couldn't see her.

"Hey handsome, why are you so distracted?" One of the girls draped her arms around my neck and kissed me on the mouth.

It was so shocked that I did not do anything at first, then I pushed her off of me gently, trying not to hurt her. She was a bit drunk and giggled at me.

"Didn't you like that?" She asked, pouting in a look I think was her attempt to be sexy.

"I'm sorry I am just not in the mood." I muttered, and it was the truth, I really wasn't in the mood.

The girl pressed up against me, we had fooled around a few times and she had gotten a nice diamond bracelet out of it.

All in all it took another hour to convince every one of them that I was just not in the mood to have a party - I said that I wanted to focus on writing and that they needed to respect my creative space.

I was standing in the living room, I jumped when I heard the back door in the kitchen open and close gently - somehow I knew it was my mistress. I was nervous - the girls had really gone over the top with touching me - they were almost spurred on by my refusal. I hated each touch, knowing it would infuriate my mistress.

I heard her walk up behind me, I closed my eyes as she touched my shoulder, pushing down a little I instantly dropped to my knees and I felt her hands wrap around the back of my neck and I leaned my head forward.

"That wasn't very pleasing to watch Pet." She growled, a scary and sexy sound.

"I'm sorry Mistress, they wouldn't leave me alone." I whimpered, I jumped as I felt her put the submissive collar around my neck again.

Authors Note:

I have updated, edited and reposted Daddy, if you haven't please re-add it to your list if you were reading it. I'll be picked up where I left off.