Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 2.0

Red room *SMUT* (Mob boss!AU, Tom Holland)

Requested by Mrs_Stanxx: Tom is a mob boss and Y/N is his girlfriend. They have a red room in which he punishes her if she does stuff wrong.

*Please note: I didn't write the full request but this is basically a 'Fifty shades of grey' imagine, meaning that it's VERY kinky. Also, I haven't really written this in but just take it as read that everything happening in this smut is fully consensual, it's all agreed to by the reader and Tom. Finally, I know that I have no authority over what you guys do lol, but if anyone engages in this type of stuff, please do it with someone who you trust and know you will be safe with. Some of this stuff can cause harm and be dangerous if not done correctly, so please only do this stuff (if you're going to) with someone that you trust. Of course also no shame in not at all being interested in this stuff too :) Thank you and enjoy ;)*

My heart pounded in my chest, my blood rushing through my ears as I stood there. I gulped harshly, the blindfold that was over my eyes and the handcuffs and ankle cuffs restraining me to the trellis leaving me completely vulnerable and at the mercy of my boyfriend, Tom. Which sucked considering that this time around, I'd really pissed him off. I was the three-year girlfriend of Tom Holland, the leader of the most feared mob in London. There were many perks that came with dating someone so powerful, including the sex life that we shared together. When we had started dating, I had been shocked but also very turned on to find out that Tom had an entire room that he dedicated towards sexual activities, the room being called the red room. The specially dedicated room had everything in it that we ever needed, literally everything from a bed, to racks full of whips and blindfolds, to draws full of sex toys. And everything in that room, Tom had used on me at some point in our three-year relationship. Tonight would be no different. Tom and I had gone out to one of his clubs, with the intention of getting absolutely shit-faced and then having drunk sex. That hadn't exactly gone to plan. Tom had gone to get a drink whilst we had danced, leaving me alone on the dance-floor to continue enjoying myself. Whilst he had been gone, I had made the mistake of letting a few other guys dance with me and touch me. Well, no. It hadn't been a mistake, I knew that Tom would come back to see me dancing with them, would get jealous, would blame me and so would spend the night punishing me. And punishment was what I wanted. As predicted, Tom had gotten very protective and angry, my arm in his grip and him dragging me out of the club soon enough. So, that's how I'd ended up here, with my arms and legs spread in the restraints that were on the trellis in the middle of the red room, my body completely naked and a blindfold over my eyes as I waited for Tom to do absolutely anything that he wanted to me. And I couldn't wait. My heart jumped in my chest and I swallowed thickly as I heard the door open, signalling that Tom had come back into the room. It shut again before silence engulfed the space, making my eyebrows furrow underneath the mask.

"I'll never get tired of seeing you like this, princess." My boyfriend's low voice broke the silence, making my heart jump again.

"Please, sir-."

"Ah, ah, ah, you don't speak unless you're spoken to, darling, and that wasn't me speaking to you. You've lost the right to speak given all of the shit that you pulled tonight." He replied as I heard him move towards me. I yelped out as suddenly he grabbed my throat and forced my head back against the trellis, the feeling rushing straight to my core as he gently choked me.

"Am I understood?" He growled into my ear.

"Y-yes, sir." I gulped harshly. He let go of my throat, my slightly restricted airflow now back to normal as I took deep breaths.

"You really fucked up tonight, princess. You know that you're not allowed to dance with anyone else, especially when I'm not there. But what did I come back to find? You dancing with...what was it...four other guys?" He scoffed.