Mistress ♡-- Post Malone BDSM Smut

Hook Up

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence, gun use, smoking, injury possible uncomfortable situations, possible trigger warning for some parts and swearing.

Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of the above.

--- Alex's Point of View ---

I watched him closely as he finished eating, I was happy that he seemed to be enjoying it. I saw that he was slightly shivering and I narrowed my eyes curiously at him, I could tell that it wasn't from desire.

He finished eating and I stood up and took his plate, and washed it and put it in the dish washer – I knew that if I cooked for him again he would be cleaning up – as a good submissive should.

"Are you cold Pet?" I questioned he looked at me and nodded his face flushing a bit red, I leaned back against the counter and ran a hand through my hair. I didn't have everything that I wanted to use to 'play' with him.

I ran a hand though my hair again and let out a sigh, I was hyper and on edge – I wished I had let him eat me out until I came – I regretted pulling him back right now.

"How about you go and take a shower – I would warm up the bedroom where you want to let me break you in a little bit when I get back..." I mused gently thinking things over.

"Where are you going?" He questioned, I looked up a little bit shocked at how panicked he sounded. I sauntered over to him and ran my hand across his jaw and looked down at him and smiled.

"Easy my pet, I just have to get a few things so we can play ..." I explained gently. He looked down and nodded, sexily biting his lips.

"I'll be back soon handsome..." I assured, I left the room, grabbing my phone and keys as I walked out of the house it hurt to leave him – but it was part of being a dominant – I had to be in control of the situation and in control of him and sometimes that means being firm about what I was doing.

{2 Hours Later}

When I pulled back up to his house with my bondage gear I saw a car in the driveway that wasn't there before, that was odd, I left my bag in the car and got out.

I had changed into tight black leggings, ankle boots, a black camisole, and a black sheer shirt – and I had my hair down and red lipstick on. I looked naughty and sexy.

I walked right up to the front door and put in the code, he had given me his and I silently let myself in. I opened the door and walked into an interesting sense, I stood there and simply observed and looked around taking in what was going on.

Austin was dressed – a cowboy's jersey and jeans and he was barefoot. Standing in front of him was a petite cute girl with long black hair, olive skin and I was guessing she had dark eyes.

She was giggling, Austin looked up at me and I could see that he was somewhat uncomfortable. The girl must have noticed that he was looking at something behind her and she turned to look at me.

Yep, she had dark eyes. She pouted at me and narrowed her eyes.

"Who is this Posty...hi, I am his girlfriend what are you doing here exactly..." She chirped. I tilted my head and looked up at Austin raising an eyebrow at him. He shook his head and had a look like he swallowed his tongue.

"Girlfriend...really?" I deadpanned, fixing her with a confused look, she cracked.

"Well not yet, I kind of am, we recently spent a good night together you know..." She purred.

Aw, so this is the girl that he hooked up with, fucking perfect.