Mistress ♡-- Post Malone BDSM Smut

Crying

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, sexual submission, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence, gun use and injury, possible uncomfortable situations, possible trigger warning for some parts, mentioning drugs and being drugged, drinking and swearing.

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

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

"So you are telling me you have been with Post Malone? Like you are dominating him right now?"

I was on my second plate of Egg's Benedict with strawberries because I was currently hating myself and eating my feelings.

Richard didn't call me out on eating so much, he simply order more food as well.

"Yeah."

He let out a laugh.

"Are you in a relationship with him?"

"No, he has a girlfriend. She is aware of what is going on between us."

"And she's cool with it? Like she bloody doesn't mind that you are banging her man?"

I wasn't sure how to explain so I offered a shrug.

"What happened, we were mates before we became lovers, I can tell when something is bothering you..."

"There was an incident with what I expect was drugs and a gun with him..."

"Did he hurt you?"

"No, nothing like that, it just unsettled me, and I am thinking of taking a day or two away from him to clear my mind – however no longer than that, I don't like leaving my submissive alone for long."

"So you have some time for me then? You know we are going to have to work off all this extra food right?"

I gave him an annoyed look, he just offered me a very enticing smirk.

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

"Now we don't have proof that she was the one who put the Ketamine in the pot stickers... but we are going to be opening an investigation on her... your manager said we should on your behalf."

My head hurt, I was so confused and all that I want is my Mistress, seriously where is she?

"So you are saying that my girlfriend tried to drug me?"

"Yes, or that other girl that was there...what is your relationship with her?"

"She's my...assistant." I muttered, I could tell by his expression that he didn't believe that for a second but he didn't call me out on it.

"You should get some rest, we will be in touch."

"Are you sure that I shouldn't stay away from my girlfriend for the time being, maybe get a restraining order?" I asked worried.

"Keep a close eye on her and your...assistant. As I said, we can't prove anything definitely at the moment."

(One Day Later)

I made my way to her condo at Snowbird, it was the only place that I thought she might me, I walked to the door and I could hear someone was in there. I took my fist and pounded on the door.

It took only seconds for someone to open the door.

I stood there confused at who answered it, my brain was trying to make sense for a moment of what I was seeing.

"Richard Madden?" I gawked, I had seen The Eternal recently, and he was clearly standing before me, the distinct white streak in his hair and blue eyes. He was shirtless – and fucking annoyingly handsome.

"Huh...Post Malone..." He mocked, then turned and looked over his shoulder.

"Hey love, Post Malone is here...for some reason..."

I looked to his side seeing her walk into the front room, she was putting on a long shirt, I gawked because she was utterly naked.

Richard turned and walked past her, moving back to what I knew was the bedroom.

"Austin...you are suppose to be in the hospital until tomorrow, I was going to pick you up."

"What is he...fuck..."

All at once I realized that she was sleeping with him...she was sleeping with someone handsome and...she was sleeping with Richard Madden, I was deeply in love with this women, and the idea of another man touching her...

I burst into tears – completely involuntary and without warning I was unable to stop it, ashamed of them I turned and ran, she yelled my name but I made it to the stairway in record time.