Hello everyone! Welcome to the last chapter of Master and Mistress! For those who have been tuning in every time I upload, I thank you for following this story the whole way through. For those who binge-read this story, I also want to thank you for reading all the way to the end. I hope that this story intrigued you and that you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Without further ado, let's begin the ending of this complicated story and I'll see you soon (maybe).
Name: Gwen Richards
Location: Movie Theatre
Time: 6pm
I nervously punch into work and walk towards DJ who was at the podium. He sees me and immediately sees my nervousness. He lifts an eyebrow at me quizzically.
"You good there Gwen? Why are you looking so nervous?" I give a small smile and look around before whispering.
"Do you know if Trent is here yet? He uhhh... has to ask me a question..." DJ smiles slyly and points to the concession workers. I scan my eyes and see Heather, Harold, Ezekiel, Geoff, and Trent scurrying to get the popcorn ready for the first rush of the night. I feel my face get hot.
"Oh..."
"What KIND of question is he going to ask you, Gwen?" DJ asks me with a smirk that indicates that he already knows what's going on. I roll my eyes and try to hide my blushing.
"N-Nothing that you need to worry about! Hahaha..." I try to pull off a convincing laugh but obviously it fails as DJ leans on the podium to stare into my soul through my eyes.
"Riiiiiiiggghhttt..." he shrugs, "I'll know what you're talking about eventually, word spreads around fast here"
I sigh, "ain't that the truth. Okay I'm going before Chef comes out of the office and sees you slacking off at work" Before DJ could retaliate, I headed off in a hurry to see Trent.
I punch in the code to get through to the back of the house and to the prod section. I open the door and bump into Geoff who was leaning against the wall by the door.
"Ah! Sorry Geoff!" I say quickly before trying to squeeze by him.
"Ah Gwen!" Geoff says, stepping in my way and blocking my route to see Trent. "Hold your horses, cowgirl! What's the rush?"
I fold my arms over my chest, "okay first off, never say that sentence to me again unless you want your ass whooped. Second of all, I have to start my shift and prepare for the rush so-"
"And that's where you're wrong, Gwen!" Geoff interjected.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
I see Duncan coming around the corner and I feel my face get hot for the second time in about 2 minutes of coming to work. It had only been about 20 hours, maybe even less, since we were with each other in his bedroom; fully naked and fucking each other like wild animals in heat. He sees me and smirks, looking at my body up and down, probably thinking the same thing that I was thinking at that moment.
"I mean that Duncan is being trained on prod tonight and I want YOU to train him instead of me" I roll my eyes.
"Geoff-"
"Gwen" Geoff cuts me off before I could even deny his request. "You're literally THE BEST person to train someone on prod. You're literally nicknamed the prod queen. You always have everything done and you're organized and everyone likes when you work on prod"
I groan in annoyance, "flattery isn't going to get you anywhere, Geoff. Plus. If everyone thought so highly of me, why have I never been a cast member of the month yet?" I stare at Geoff and wait for his reply. His mouth opens and closes and opens again, trying to find the right words to convince me to do his job for him. I smirk, knowing that I won this round.
"Come on sweetheart" I hear Duncan's voice pipe up. I turn to him and raise an eyebrow at him.
"I know you two are buddies and all, but I'm not doing Geoff's job because he's being lazy and he doesn't want to take responsibility for you" Duncan walks up close to me and I feel my heart beating fast.
"But Gwen..." he says with a pout. "Don't you want to spend time with me?"
I literally let you bang me for almost 6 hours last night! What are you talking about?!
"Not really, no" I say, trying to stay strong and not get convinced to do Geoff's job like I always do.
"Awe come on..." he says, getting even closer to me, "I'll even repay the favour later on..." I blush hard as he and I both knew what we were talking about. Geoff pipes in, bringing me back to reality.
"I'll literally pay for your supper tonight if you do this for me, Gwen. PLEASE!?" I groan in annoyance since Geoff knows that I would do almost anything for free food.
"FINE!" I say, throwing my hands up in defeat. "But what about my shift? Am I just going to be training all night?!" Geoff shakes his head.
"Well technically, you're going to be doing your job while training since... you know... you're kinda doing my job tonight" I roll my eyes.
"Right"
"Well thanks for doing this! BYE!" and with that, Geoff ran out of the back door and left me and Duncan alone, together.
"So" Duncan says, "I didn't know you were working tonight" I turn to face him, a smug look was across his face.
"Well you didn't ask" I replied. "Now let's go. Now I'm behind on getting ready for the rush"
Duncan followed close by me and whispered in my ear, "I'm just surprised that you can walk after last night, that's all" I feel a chill run down my back as I try to ignore him and start my shift.
Just don't get distracted, Gwen... You're just working a normal shift... even though Duncan will be following you wherever you go... it's fine. He will literally just be an obstacle for you, that's all! Just pretend he isn't here and maybe you won't be distracted! That's it! God I am so smart!
"Um... Gwen?"
"Huh?" I look up and see Trent staring at me with a concerned look. I smile, "oh hey Trent!"
"Uh... hey" he gives me a small smile back. "You okay? You were cleaning that spot for almost 2 minutes even though it's literally spotless" I laugh.
"Oh yeah, I'm good! It's just Geoff pawned training on prod tonight on me and I was not expecting it is all. I'm just a bit annoyed at him but it's fine. Nothing I can't do". Trent nods his head.
"You're literally the best person who could train anyone. I don't blame Geoff for pawning it onto you, you're definitely better and more suited to train on prod" I feel my heart beat fast and I smile.
"Thanks Trent..."
"Wait" he says, "who are you training on prod anyways?"
"That would be me, Elvis" Duncan replies while coming towards me with a container of "freshly made" pulled pork (freshly made as in microwaved for 5 minutes). Trent gives a glare at him as Duncan puts the container by the steam table and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. "Jealous?"
"Hey!" I yell, elbowing his side and pushing him away, "you can put the pulled pork in the container on the right-hand side of the steam table since you brought it out" Duncan chuckles while staring at Trent with a challenging look in his eyes before turning to put the newly made pulled pork in the steel container.
"As you wish, sweetheart".
So, this is how the night is going to go huh? Great...
Name: Gwen Richards
Location: Movie Theatre
Time: 8pm
"He makes me SO mad! How can you even hang out with him for even a second?!" Trent asks while angrily eating his poutine across the table from me. I slowly munch on my own poutine that Geoff kindly paid for and shake my head.
"He's honestly a good guy, Trent. He just knows how much you don't like him and he pushes your buttons a little too much..."
"Talk about ALL THE TIME!" Trent says slamming his hands on the table, making our food jump up for a second.
"Trent-"
"I just don't know why you're defending him! He's literally using you to make me jealous! Ugh it makes me so mad..."
I smile a bit and get up from my seat, going behind him and wrapping my arms around his neck. I hear him hum a bit with delight and I feel his shoulders relax as he rests his head against my arm.
"Don't worry about him" I say quietly, "now... what were you going to ask me tonight? I've been waiting all night" I smile and let go of my embrace on Trent and he smiles at me, his eyes soft.
"Well... I was wondering if... if you wanted to be my girlfriend. But then Duncan was all over you tonight and he kept following you around and I couldn't find the chance to ask you and then the rush happened and then-" I smile and crash my lips into his. What I was used to was hard, aggressive, and powerful kisses; full of lust and want for sex. What I got in return was a soft kiss; full of love and affection. It felt weird... but also nice. I pulled away and I could see a goofy grin on his face.
"Is that a yes?" I smile back
"It's a definite yes. Now come on. We have to eat our food before our break is over" Trent nods, still looking a bit dazed as we eat our poutines together.
Name: Gwen Richards
Location: Movie Theatre
Time: 11:30pm
"Thanks for helping two bros out, Gwen" Geoff says giving me a pat on the back. "I owe you one!"
"Yeah yeah" I say, brushing him off, "you're lucky I'm nice or else I wouldn't have done this at all"
"I mean, that is why I asked you in the first place" Geoff replies with a laugh. "There is no one else I would rather ask to train Duncan" I roll my eyes in response.
"Well Gwen, as always, you did an amazing job so you and Duncan can leave" Chef says as he approaches me and Geoff.
I look to see Trent sweeping the floor a few feet away and I feel kind of bad for him, having to close with Harold and Ezekiel out of all people. Duncan walks up to me and wraps his arm around my shoulder.
"Ready to go, princess?" I give Trent one last quick glance before nodding and walking towards our staff room. I wish Trent a quick 'good luck' while passing him. He responds by putting a finger gun to his head and pretending to shoot himself. I giggle.
"SO!" Duncan exclaims once we get into the staff room.
"So?" I ask quizzically while taking off my greasy work shirt. I feel his hands roughly grab my hips and then push me against the lockers. I instantly feel myself get turned on but then remind myself that I am no longer a single lady.
"So, are we fucking each other later this week?" he growls in my ear while staring at my semi exposed chest.
"W-well..." I respond as I feel his lips on my neck, "I'm actually taken now..." I moan softly as I feel his lips release from sucking.
"Oh, he finally asked you huh?" Duncan says while smirking. "Well now that I know you're taken it's going to be WAY hotter knowing that his dick can't satisfy you the way mine can when you come back to me for a fuck."
That's so hot...
"That's so wrong, Duncan. I'm not going to cheat on Trent. He's a sweetheart"
"Don't you know the saying 'all good guys finish last?' obviously I'm aware that you won't come back to me right away but when you do, know that my door is always open for you" I groan and push Duncan away from my personal space and grab my hoodie from the locker.
"Whatever. I know what you're doing. Good luck only having Courtney to satisfy you now" I say while putting on my hoodie. I hear him chuckle.
"Don't worry about me, sweetheart. There are other girls I can call upon who can satisfy me while you're away"
Ouch... that's harsh... I thought I was the only one he would call on...
I scoff and pretend that his comment didn't totally hurt my feelings.
"Yeah well... Whatever..."
We walk out of the movie theatre together in silence as a huge feeling of tension is radiating between myself and him. Not the usual sexual tension that we always felt, but a different kind, a bad kind. A tension that literally screamed "goodbye for who knows how long". And it sucked.
Name: Gwen Richards
Location: ?
Time: ?
It has been a year and a half since Trent and I started dating. One year of memories and good times. Laughs, smiles, cuddles, and dates. However, there was one thing that made the year and a half almost unbearable.
"D-DUNCAN!"
"Fuck yes, Gwen... god I fucking missed this..."
"You feel so good... oh my god..."
"Mmmm yeah... take it all in sweetheart. Before you go back to the man that can't pleasure you the way I can"
"Fuck... Duncan..."
Even though Trent was the sweetest and kindest guy in the whole wide world...
Name: Gwen Richards
Location: Trent's bedroom
Time: 8 pm
"God Gwen... that felt so good... how did you like it?" I look into Trent's sweet eyes as he falls over and lays beside me. His eyes gave off the look of sincerity, innocence, and hope. I give the fakest smile to him and try to look convincing enough for him to believe it.
"It was... amazing Trent" he grabs me and pulls me close to his sweaty body. I hold him back, feeling guilty about lying to him but also feeling guilty for thinking that Duncan would've been way better than he ever could. And that was a hard thing to admit.
Name: Gwen Richards
Location: ?
Time: ?
"Tell me again how fucking shitty he is at pleasuring you" Duncan growls while he thrusts hard inside me.
"Ah!" I exclaim, "fuck, Duncan!"
"Tell me..." he says while starting to suck on my neck.
"T-Trent... c-can't satisfy me like you can..."
"Good girl..."
And just as Duncan predicted. I came crawling back to him to ask for a favour. He did say that he owed me for training him on prod that one time but he and I both knew that I wasn't asking for just a favour. It's embarrassing to admit that you were wrong, but it's more embarrassing when you're begging like a little puppy with its tail between its legs, begging to be taken back for a night. Not only that, but knowing that what you're doing is wrong makes it worse when you know you have a sweet and caring boyfriend waiting for you to send him a text to tell him how your day went.
Duncan and I both knew that this wouldn't be the last time we would be seeing each other like this again; but what can you do when he has a firm grip on the chain attached to your neck, slowly tugging you closer and closer to him until you can't help but stop to resist the temptation that is only a text message away. We both knew, that no matter where we would end up in the future, two things may never change: He'll always be my master and I will always be his mistress.
