𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 ~ 𝚃𝚁

Tied Up

(Im back! SOrry ive been like busy and grounded. Sorry if there are any grammar mistakes, Im too lazy to get grammarly on this device)

(TW- body shaming, toxic relationship, kinky shit mentioned)

Tom chuckled and raised an eyebrow. His hand came down to my cheek, caressing it tenderly. I leaned into the familiar warmth of his hand, smiling and looking at him. "Of course I do, Mia. I've loved you ever since I laid eyes on you."

My cheeks heated and I covered my face with my hands before mumbling "I love you, too, Tom." I looked at him through my fingers awkwardly as he leaned down to kiss my forehead. I cuddled into his chest and smiled, feeling happy as can be.

-I was starving, so naturally, I ate breakfast. On my plate, I had oatmeal, eggs, hashbrowns, and bacon. Tom frowned at me, picking up my two pieces of bacon and placing them on his plate. "That's a lot of food. I got us invited to a fundraiser this Saturday and we don't want you gaining weight and not fitting into the pretty dress I bought you, would we?"

"Tom. I have a quick metabolism, I work out, and you could consult me before promising I'll be at events I don't even know about!" I frown up at him.

Tom grabs my face between his thumb and middle finger, squeezing tightly and tilting my head up farther, "What did we talk about last night, Dearest?" He frowned, squeezing my face harder, digging his nails into my soft skin. "Always. Fucking. Listen."Tears welled in my eyes as I nodded, giving away my oatmeal to one of Tom's friends. I was left with a regular-sized meal, though that wouldn't quench my hunger, I was desperate for validation from the one I loved more than myself.

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I pulled on an olive green dress with a vertical cut along the middle of the chest and a gold belt. The dress was long enough to reach the floor and leave a bit of drag, and I stepped to the mirror to put on makeup. Tom walked behind me and kissed the back of my neck, looking dapper in a black suit with a matching olive green tie. "You look beautiful, pumpkin." he smiles, his hands moving to my waist, pulling me up from my vanity chair.

His large hands run over my stomach, to my bust, and finally to my neck, yanking me back into him forcefully. I gasped and squirmed in his arms as I felt his hot breath on my jaw. "The things I want to do to you..." he growled, "That dress would look much better if it were on the floor. And you would look so much better naked, tied up on our bed, begging for me."

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