You were feeling bratty and decided to tell your husband that you were his equal. So he gave you a chance to prove it. If you could get outside, you won. With a smirk, you tried to bolt. Only to find his hand around your neck. Lifting you off the floor before slamming you into the wall. Knocking your breath out of your lungs.
One of his hands pinning yours to the wall. His feet kicking your legs apart, making it a struggle to stand. You would have thought he'd smirk at this. But no, his face is pure contempt. Tearing the top of your dress to expose your bra. Then the knife frees your tits. Folding it back up with one hand before slapping you. Your head smacking into your arm from the force.
Then, the torture of your nipples begins. Dragged over to the junk drawer by your hands. The alligator clips clamped to your nipples. His hand going under your dress. Under your wet panties. His fingers find your clit and squeeze.
"I let you wear clothing. I allow you to speak. I let you have friends. I let you have those things as kindness. But if you mistake my kindness for weakness again, you will find that cruelty doesn't bore me. Do you understand whore?"