Mistress ♡-- Post Malone BDSM Smut

Confession

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence, gun use, smoking, injury and 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 ---

That question fucking came out of nowhere, and for some reason I felt personally attacked by it.

I was slyly looking at him feeling more than a bit inadequate, I know that society makes it seem like men don't have insecurities.

But this was a very handsome man. And I felt like shit compared to him. It took me a moment to respond to the question.

"What? Who said that I am in love with her?"

He shook his head and looked at the door that she had walked through.

"Your actions, no one looks at someone the way that you look at her and not feel anything."

I looked away from him, and for some reason I confessed the truth that I had been fighting.

"No, I haven't told her."

"Hmm." He muttered, we both looked at the kitchen door listening to her moving around.

"She's quite beautiful and...precocious."

"Watch yourself Oliver." I growled almost involuntary.

"Jealousy? Really Austin? We are not kids. I have no interest in her beyond what she is going to do to me."

There was a long silence between us, I let out a sigh.

"This is hurting her, I can tell - I think she is so upset because she loves you as well - a scary thing for a dominant."

Before I could even formulate a response, I saw my Mistress come into the room, carrying a large tray of what looked like sandwiches, and chips.

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

When I walked into the room I knew they had been talking - I was curious because they both looked like they had just been caught doing something bad.

I would ask Oliver about it later - I had a feeling he would be honest about it, Austin was still a bit scared and shy of me - something that I would work on after his punishment.

"I made turkey sandwiches, potato chips and bottled water...come sit Oliver."

He obeyed and sat down, I handed him one plate, and I picked up another two, I went over to Austin.

"Hi Pet...are you hungry?"

"Yes Mistress."

I sat down in front of him and he looked at me with wide beautiful blue eyes.

"You can start eating Oliver - when you are done, dress and go over to the carpet and kneel down on it and wait for me."

"Yes Mistress." I heard him start eating.

I kept eye contact with Austin as I pulled off a piece of the sandwich and I held it up to his lips.

"Eat pet."

Tentatively he took a bite, slowly and wordlessly I fed my Pet, this was both erotic and somewhat degrading and he looked down as I fed him.

When he finished the sandwich, I made him eat the chips, he didn't protest, and he even let me help him drink the water.

There was a reason I was making him eat - I knew that having to listen to me making love to Oliver would hurt him, and having a feel stomach would make his emotional destress easier to handle.

"Do you want to drive together or separately?"

"Separately." I didn't argue, if that made him feel safe I wouldn't fight it. He knew that he wanted to have an exit strategy.

"Mistress..."

"Yes?"

"I lo... can I get dressed in full clothing before we go."

Wait...what did he almost just say? My attention was turned momentarily when Oliver spoke up.

"Thank you for the food prepared by your hand Mistress."