Requested by mh163000: Tom is punishing Y/N with bondage and edging. She becomes uncomfortable and uses their safe word.

"Tommy, please." I gulped, my heart pounding as I followed my husband who was storming into our kitchen. He didn't say a word, his jaw remaining clenched as he immediately went to the fridge and threw it open before grabbing a beer and slamming it shut again.

"Tommy, seriously, I'm really sorry." I choked, my husband remaining silent as he wordlessly opened the beer and chucked the cap onto the marble island before taking a swig. I continued to stare at him, my anxiety and fear getting worse as I stared at him.

"Please, Tom, say something-."

"Oh, no, love, we're not saying anything tonight. Go upstairs and strip, now." He demanded. My eyes widened, my heart dropping at his request. I really wasn't feeling being punished by him tonight, but I was also too scared to say no.

"I-I don't want to-."

"I don't give a fuck what you want, sweetheart. I'm going to go upstairs after my beer, and if I don't find you completely naked on the bed by the time that I get up there, your punishment will be ten times worse. You're going to want to go upstairs." He nodded. My eyes widened, my throat swallowing the tears that were threatening to well as I nodded and turned to leave the kitchen. I gulped harshly, my heart already knowing that I wasn't going to enjoy tonight. Tonight, Tom and I had spent the night at one of his clubs, having fun and dancing the hours away. Well, it had been fun until a guy at the bar had bought me a drink, and I had accepted it. Tom had not liked that. From the second that he had grabbed my bicep and pulled me away from the bar, I could tell that I was in for a long night of sexual punishment. The problem was that I really wasn't in the mood tonight, but I was also too scared to say no. Before having met Tom and then marrying him, I had had a few relationships where the abuse consisted partly of assault, and me being beaten if I ever dared to say no to my ex-partners, and so I was now adamantly terrified of ever saying no to sexual activities with Tom. Of course that wasn't his fault, and it hadn't been a problem yet in our relationship of six years since I always had been in the mood for sex with him. Well, up until tonight. Tom had taken my defiance as my usual acts of brattiness instead of me actually not wanting to do anything, and I was still too scared to tell him otherwise. And so, I was figuring that I'd just suck it up and do what he wanted, and then if I really got uncomfortable, I could always use our safe word. I snapped out of my thoughts as I reached our bedroom, my hands raising to start undressing myself just like Tom had demanded. I undid the zip on the back of my dress, the garment coming loose and falling to my feet to leave me only in my thong. I pulled that down too, leaving me completely naked as I crawled onto the bed and lay down so that Tom would be able to see me as he walked in. I took deep breaths, my heart in my throat as I could hear his footsteps start to climb the stairs.

"Come on, Y/N. You can do some punishment, just stay calm." I whispered to myself as the door opened and Tom sauntered in. My husband's eyes happily flicked over my naked form, his hands in his trouser pockets and the material tightening around his crotch as he saw my state.

"Good girl. Already behaving better than you did in the club." He nodded as he headed to our wardrobe to grab our stuff.

"I'm sorry, Tommy-."

"It's too late for apologies, darling, you know that by now. You earned yourself a punishment as soon as you took that man's drink instead of rejecting it." He mumbled, making me gulp harshly as I stared at his back.

"Now, I want to hear your moans tonight, so no ball gag, but the handcuffs are definitely coming out." He nodded as he turned around with the handcuffs and a vibrator in his hands. I gulped harshly again, my eyes wavering and my heart pounding as my husband straddled my waist and took my wrists into his hands. If I was more in the mood, I'd be really turned on by what he was doing, but I just wasn't feeling it tonight. He pinned my wrists to the headboard before clicking the handcuffs around them, the metal feeling harsher against my skin than normal as he moved off of me.

"T-Tommy, can I at least get a kiss?" I gulped as he sat down next to my legs on the bed and leant the vibrator down to make gentle contact with my pussy.

"Good girls don't get kisses, love. Only punishment." He stated before turning the vibrator on. The toy whirred into action against my core, making me gasp and arch my back off of the bed as the vibrations already started to course through me. But despite the toy usually causing me pleasure and usually helping me to get to my much-needed orgasm, it just felt uncomfortable tonight. I probably wasn't wet enough to enjoy it, but I also wasn't getting turned on as a result of the toy buzzing against my core. I knew that Tom would be planning on edging me for my punishment, but I wasn't sure how many rounds I'd be able to take before I gave in and used our safe word.

"Fuck." I choked, my eyes squeezing shut, my wrists pulling at the handcuffs and my body squirming underneath the vibrator and Tom's touch as I tried to deal with the feelings.

"Does that feel good, darling?" Tom cooed, making me choke again and pull more against the restraints that were gradually rubbing against the skin as he teasingly dipped the toy into me.

"Y-yes, so good." I lied as the vibrations continued to run through me.

"And we can't have that, can we?" He sighed teasingly before the vibrator clicked off. I breathed out as the toy stopped, my heart pounding in my chest and my breathing heavy as what little knot in my stomach that had started to build up quickly fizzled out again at the lack of stimulation.

"You know why you're in trouble, don't you, sweetheart?" Tom asked, his gaze glued to mine as he teasingly continued to rub the turned-off vibrator against my clit. I gulped harshly and nodded.

"Yes, Tommy. Because I let another guy buy me a drink." I answered quietly.

"And why is that bad, darling?" He continued to gently tease.

"Because I'm yours." I nodded. At least I wasn't lying about that. Though with the way that Tom's eyes narrowed at me, and his jaw clenched, he didn't believe the sincerity of my answer.

"I don't believe that you mean that, love. So, we're going to do this again." He nodded. My eyes widened, a gasp leaving my lips as the vibrator whirred back into life again against my sensitive folds, my back immediately arching at the feeling.

"Jesus." I moaned, my back arching and my eyes squeezing shut as I desperately pulled at the handcuffs. The more that the toy whirred against my clit, the more uncomfortable I got and the more that I wanted out. Until it just became too much.

"Fuck, Tom, stop, red, red, stop." I choked and shook my head, making Tom's eyes widen as our safe word slipped my lips.

"Shit, love, you're okay, you're alright." He nodded as he immediately turned the vibrator off and chucked it down onto the bed.

"You're okay, it's okay." He reassured, tears leaving my eyes and running down my face as he leant up and undid the handcuffs so that I was freed from the restraints.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I cried and shook my head as Tom sat down on the bed next to me and gently pulled my naked body onto his lap.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, you don't have to apologise at all. But what happened, love? I thought that you were fine." He scoffed quietly as he gently ran his fingers through my hair.

"I'm sorry, I should have told you. I wasn't feeling it at all tonight, I just wasn't in the mood, b-but I felt like I couldn't say no." I sobbed. Tom's eyes widened slightly, and he looked down at me.

"I made you feel like you couldn't say no to me?" He gulped.

"You didn't, no, but others did. I never talk to you about my exes, Tommy, because I know that you'll want to kill them the second that I tell you. But most of them did not take kindly to being told no. They'd either beat the shit out of me for rejecting them, or they'd ignore my 'no' and would carry on anyway. It's never been a problem with you since I've never wanted to say no to you, but...tonight, I wanted to, but I was too scared to." I admitted. My husband's face dropped, his eyes filling with heartbreak as he looked at me.

"Sweetheart, I...I'm sorry. Fuck, love, I'm so sorry." He sighed and shook his head as he pulled me closer again so that my head rested against his chest. I bit my lip and just cried into his shirt, his gentle heartbeat calming me down as his arms gently cradled me on his lap.

"From now on, though, darling, I never want you to be afraid to say no again. I know that it's ingrained in you and so it'll be hard to move past, but I can promise you that with me, no will always mean no and will always be respected. You'll never get beaten up for saying no, you'll never be ignored if you say no. If you say no, I will stop what I'm doing, and we'll cuddle or do whatever the fuck you want. You understand, my love?" He soothed gently.

"I understand, Tommy. And I love you for it." I whispered as I looked up at him. He nodded and gave me a small smile, his hand gently cupping my cheek as he leant down and kissed me. I returned it, my eyes fluttering shut and my heart full of love for him as we kissed. He broke the kiss and looked at me.

"Now, love, you're going to do one more thing for me. You're going to give me the name of every last one of those fuckers who did that to you, and I'm going to make sure that they're at the bottom of the Thanes by the end of the week, okay?" He nodded, making me chuckle and bite my lip.

"I can do that, Tommy. Thank you." I whispered.

"Anything for you, sweetheart. Absolutely anything." He reassured and shook his head, making me sigh out and relax against his chest at the knowledge that he now knew about my past problems that had led to me not saying no, and of course was completely okay with it.