Scared Of The Dark?

Scared of the Dark?

(TW: sensory deprivation, panic attack, phobia, whip, handcuffs, blindfolded)

“Why didn’t you tell me you were afraid of the dark? Sweetheart, that’s something I can help with.”

Whumpee’s world swam into darkness as the mask pressed against their eyelids. This wasn’t like the normal blindfolds; this one was fitted and soft. Not a trickle of light could wriggle in from the bottom. No grey, no pink, only pure, suffocating blackness.

Panic immediately clenched in Whumpee’s chest. Darkness was bad enough in their old, safe bedroom, but in this psychos basement? Worse. Somehow - impossibly- worse.

Whumper somewhere in the room with them. Oh fuck. Oh fuck where did they go?

The ground immediately felt unsteady under their feet. Whumpee flexed their fingers open and shut rhythmically, trying to keep their breathing steady. The cuffs bit into their wrists as they did. Their ears strained, trying to find Whumper in the deep blackness. They felt like they were floating. Falling. Screaming. They jerked against the cuffs without thinking. Where are they?? Where are they?!

“Please. Please take it off. Please, I’ll be so good.” Their voice shook more than they expected - some of the squeaking words caught between a whisper and nothingness.

A jolt of panic snapped through Whumpee’s spine as fingertips brushed their cheek - no. Knuckles. Gently. They twitched their face away from the touch without thinking. In front of them. Whumper was in front of them.

Whumper laughed softly, and their breath tickled Whumpee’s left ear. Shit. Fuck. Next to them. Whumpee was next to them.

“So good for me? What are you going to do to be good for me? To persuade me?” Whumper stepped closer, their front pressing against Whumpee’s back. FUCK. Behind them. Whumper was behind them. Final answer. Standing behind, speaking in their ear, reaching around to touch their face. Whumpee was completely surrounded. Surrounded by them. By touch. By darkness. Cold, suffocating darkness. Whumpee barely choked back a sob.

Without their sight, they felt unsteady. Like the ground was at an angle. Like they could fall any minute and would have no idea where they’d land. Maybe they wouldn’t land. Maybe they would fall down down down into the sucking inky void, screaming on and on forever as the darkness ate the sound from their throat.

“Well this is certainly having an effect on you,” Whumper gloated. “You can’t even focus enough to answer one little question.” Whumper’s hand dropped from their cheek and trailed down their waist. Whumpee’s skin twitched under the touch, trying to crawl away.

Whumpee squeezed their eyes shut as tightly as they could manage. Maybe if it’s their choice that they can’t see, the darkness couldn’t devour them.

It did anyway.

“Qu-question?” Whumpee stammered, trying to focus.

Whumper’s fingertips changed direction, skimming small looping patterns over their side and thigh. Completely unpredictable, changing directions sporadically. “Yes, sweet. My question. What would you do to persuade me to take it off?”

Whumpee could feel the strings of the mask burning around their skull. Off. They needed it off. “Anything. Anything, please. Please just take it off.”

“Well thats’s not very persuasive,” Whumper chuckled, using their other hand to make the same velvety soft patterns up Whumpee’s arm. “I’m having a pretty good time right now, so you would have to think of something I want to do even more.”

Off. Off. They were going to take it off. Think of something.

“Darling, I’m not going to wait all night. Make me an offer.”

Whumpee’s heart was pounding in their ears. Think of something. Anything. Something bad. Darkness? No. Not that bad thing. Another bad thing. Something they would like.

Whumpee’s head spun and fell apart into a hundred scattered pieces. The only thing they could think of was the sucking blackness pulling at their skin.

“Better hurry, I’m starting to get bored.” Whumper’s fingers trailed over tender, tingling scars. Whumpee twitched away without thinking, but Whumper only laughed softly. Good. They were usually mad when Whumpee flinched too much. Then they got the whip-

That’s a thing.

“The whip.”

Whumper laughed loudly, making Whumper flinch more. “Ah, so you can talk after all. You really want the whip?”

“Please. Please take it off now. I-I can’t do anymore.”

“No no, darling. I need you to beg me.” Whumper’s hands left Whumpee’s body. That was somehow worse. Whumpee could tell that they were moving but couldn’t tell where. Everything was lost to the void.

Focus. Beg.

“Please. Please. Please take it off.”

Whumper laughed again. Shit. They were in front of them now. The void got smaller. Suffocating them. Squeezing their flesh while trying to rip them apart.

“No no, don’t beg me to take it off. Beg me to whip you. Beg me to make you scream. Tell me how badly you want to bleed for me.”

Pain was coming. So much pain. It sounded like a blessed release - anything but the darkness. They drew in a shaking breath. “Please. The whip. Please whip me.”

“Aww, I think you can be a little more convincing than that.”

Whumpee started to shake so badly they were afraid their knees would give out. The ground still seemed uneaven and sloped under their feet. Just say the words. Say it and it will be done.

“I want you to make me bleed. Please, I want you to whip me. I want to scream for you. I’ll be so good. So, so good. Please take it off and let me be good for you. Let me scream for you.”

Whumpee jerked away as soft fingers cupped their face, but Whumper’s grip help firm. “Now that’s better. So much better. You really are being good for me. You really want me to whip you?”

“Yes. Yes, please whip me.”

“You want to scream for me?”

“I’ll scream so loud. Please. Please.”

“Well how can I say no when my darling is being so sweet? Alright. I’ll whip you.”

Relief flooded Whumpee. Maybe some panic too, but any more panic in their blood was negligible.

“Now thank me for being so gracious.”

Whumpee bit their lip. Just say it and it will be over. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome. What a good pet I have.”

Whumpee trembled as Whumper’s hands pulled away from their face. They waited for the mask to slide up and off of them, but it stayed untouched.

“I’m going to take those cuffs off you now,” Whumper said, moving back behind them.

“But you said you’d-”

“Patience, sweet. I thought you said you were going to be good for me? Or would you rather I leave it on all night?”

Whumpee’s mouth snapped shut. Hot tears were starting to fill the mask. They tried to seep back into the creases of their eyelids as the mask pressed close.

“Don’t touch the mask.”

Whumper fiddled with the cuffs for a moment before it clicked off of one hand, then the other.

The Whumpee itched to pull the mask off, but settled for rubbing their aching wrists instead. They were warm and wet - Whumpee hadn’t realized their wrists had started bleeding again. They must have been pulling harder than they thought. The feel of their blood between their fingers made Whumpee dizzy all over again.

They tried to take a step to regain their balance, but that made it worse. Their hands instinctively snapped up to their face to pull off the blindfold.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” Whumper growled, clamping onto Whumpee’s wrists and yanking their arms back down.

“I’m sorry! I slipp-”

“Shut up,” Whumper snapped. “If you so much as touch that mask, I will duct tape it to your face and leave you like that until the weekend.”

Their voice dropped. Low. Dangerous. “And if you take it off?” Whumper’s breath brushed across Whumpee’s face and they whispered, “I will cut out your eyes and you will live in this darkness until the day you die. Got it?”

Whumpee’s chest closed in again. They choked for air, processing the threat.

A sharp pain spread across their cheek as their head snapped to the side. “I said. Got it?”

“Yes. I got it,” came the parroted response. Air flooded their lungs again. Too fast. Too slow. Not enough. Whumpee focused on opening and closing their hands again. They couldn’t start hyperventilating. They would pass out. They didn’t want to black out into a deeper darkness. Focus.

“Good. Now get on your knees. I’m going to whip you just like you asked. And you had better be good for me.”

“But,” The mask burned into their face. Off. They needed it off. “You promised. Please. Please take it off.”

Whumper chucked from the other side of the room. Whumpee could hear them pulling the whip off of its place on the wall.

“You begged me to whip you, so I’ll whip you. You never specified that I needed to take the mask off first. Now get on your knees.”

Whunpee’s hands twitched. They clenched them together to keep from touching the mask. It was hard. Very hard.

“Please just-“

The whip cracked across their chest. Whumpee screamed, stumbling back.

“I said ‘knees’. Now.”

Whumpee hesitated.

“Don’t make tell you again.”

Whumpee’s knees buckled involuntarily, and they sunk to the floor. They couldn’t hold back their sobs anymore. Their breaths came shallow and fast, a sporadic and painful rhythm as they choked on the all-consuming blackness.

Whumpee couldn’t even brace for the pain as their chest tightened more and more. Their hands went numb as the darkness flooded through them. The cold sucking sensation overwhelmed them. The world turned upside down as the blackness pulled them deeper into the void.

Whumpee flinched hard as Whumper’s fingers gently brushed through their hair, but they didn’t pull away.

“Oh darling, you’re such a mess.”

Whumpee continued their choking sobs in response. They were shaking so hard they were afraid they’d topple over and fall into eternity.

“You have been so good for me. You didn’t even touch the mask. I’m so proud of you.”

The mask burned. It pulled in on their face like a python, squeezing tighter and tighter as they gaped for air. The darkness sucked away their warmth, leaving them shaking and numb, fighting for life on the concrete.

“So good indeed. I think you’ve earned a reward, don’t you?”

Searing white light flooded Whumpee’s vision as Whumper slipped the mask up and off. They gasped at the crisp air, eyes darting around the room painfully. Whumpee’s hands flew to their face, and they scrubbed the tears away from their eyes, blinking up at the light. Feeling returned to their fingers, a burning, blessed warmth.

Whumper knelt in front of them, tossing the whip far to the side, out of reach.

“But…” Whumpee stammered, “but, but I thought you-”

“Oh hush, darling. Don’t work yourself back up into a panic.” Their fingers snuck out to caress Whumpee’s cheek, and Whumpee gladly leaned into the soft warmth. “You were very, very good for me. You’ve done enough for today.”

Whumpee blinked at them. “No…no whip?”

“Not tonight.”

Whumpee reached up to hold the hand on their cheek as they processed the words. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, Whumper. Thank you!”

Whumper smiled at them, warmly but amused. “You’re very welcome.”

Whumper stood up smoothly and retrieved the whip, putting it back in its place on the wall.

“Bring me the mask and cuffs, will you?”

“Of course, Whumper.”

Whumpee located both on the floor behind them. They scooped them up and stood - legs all pins and needles - and quickly brought them to Whumper who took them and tucked them away in their places as well.

“There. Everything where it should be.” Whumper glanced at the clock. “Except you. You should be in bed at this hour.” Whumper turned and gently wiped away the rest of Whumpee’s tears. They hadn’t quite calmed down yet, but they could breathe. That was good enough.

“Let’s get you to bed. And take this with you.” They handed Whumpee a small box.

It was a nightlight. Brand new.

Whumpee looked up at them, eyes wide.

“Thank you.”

“Of course. I told you I could help. I take care of my things. Now, get to bed,” Whumper said, tousling Whumpee’s hair playfully. “I’m sure you’re exhausted.”

Continued here.

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Non-Intimate Petnames

Maggot

Flea

Scum

Mud

Filth

Dipstick

Wretch

Failure

Pathetic excuse for a ___________

Heathen

Disgusting thing

Dust bunny (this ones ute though ngl)

Waste of air

Dunce

Vermin

Waste of space

Tiny

Creature

Whelp

Greasy

Dog

Idiot

Pansy

Slug

Dingbat

Stinkbug

Roach/Cockroach

Pest

Child

Fugly

Dimwit

Urchin

Pauper

Brat

Paycheck

Thing

Deadbeat

Stalker

Bitch

Scrawny

Spare parts

Pig

Fishbait

Shitstick

Bloodbag

Mutt

Varment

Stain

Punching bag

Speck

Scrap

Mold

Non-intimate Nicknames For A Whumper To Give Whumpee?

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hellxander

1 year ago

Whump Prompts: Muzzles

Content: Vampire whumpee, burns, muzzles, conditioning, recovery, starvation.

Whumper forcing Caretaker to muzzle Whumpee for them.

Whumpee doesn't want to take the muzzle off because they're conditioned to believe that they're dangerous.

Whumpee always having a muzzle on them because they'll bite chunks of skin off otherwise.

A vampire whumpee having to wear a muzzle for everyone's safety because they're so hungry that they can't control themselves.

The muzzle on Whumpee's face being so small that they can't physically open their mouths or breathe properly.

Whumpee secretly keeping the muzzle Whumper always used on them after their escape to feel some sort of normalcy in their new life.

Whumpee's muzzle also having a bit attached to it that sits in Whumpee's mouth when they've got it on.

Trying to pry the muzzle off the second Whumper isn't looking.

Caretaker having to throw the muzzle away within Whumpee's eyesight just so they know it's gone forever.

The heavy breathing Whumpee does through their nose because they can't open their mouth.

Whumper poking their finger through one of the holes in Whumpee's muzzles to tease them or yank them around.

One of Whumper's workers trying to feed Whumpee through the muzzle because they feel bad for them.

A vampire whumpee with a muzzle made of silver strapped to their face.

Whumpee who's conditioned to hate leaving the house because it means they've got to put on a muzzle.

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hellxander

1 year ago

60 Whump Dialogue

Content: Torture, dehumanisation, pet whump, [implied] whumper-turned-whumpee, [implied] whumpee-turned-whumper, [implied] caretaker-turned-whumpee, sacrifice, death wish, [mentioned] death, [implied] non-con, bad caretaker.

Whumper

"You are nothing but a toy. A toy to play with and mould and break as I please."

"Go ahead. Cry and scream. It only makes this all the more fun."

"Maybe if you're good, I'll only shatter one of your ankles. Hm?"

"Look at the screen. Fucking look at it. I want you to witness this."

"You wouldn't risk your life for anyone? Perhaps we need to put this to the test."

"What makes you think I'll let you go so easily?"

"How dare you speak to me like that?"

"Have your fun while you can because I'm going to kill you the moment I get out of these."

"I'm going to find what breaks you, Whumpee. That I can promise."

"My life was so much easier before I took you. I regret it with every fibre of my fucking being."

"I wonder how loud you'd scream if I just..."

"Smile for the camera!"

"A good little pet cleans Its master's shoes with Its tongue, I'll have you know."

"I am not someone you want to mess with, Whumpee. Do as I say."

"Look who decided to crawl their way back into their master's arms. I told you you'd be back."

"I think you'd like adorable with some piercings, don't you agree?"

"Stay still."

"Maybe I'll keep you as my personal canvas from now on."

"Have fun hanging there!"

"I purchased some stuff for you. After all, every good pet deserves some enrichment."

Whumpee

"I just wanna go home."

"You can't leave me here! Please!"

"I never lost hope. I always knew- I... I knew you'd come for me eventually."

"You'd think after so long of having me here, you'd get better at tying me up."

"Please don't leave me down here again. I'll take whatever you wanna do to me, just- just let me come with you."

"You thought I wouldn't be back? I'm not finished with you yet. Not until you pay for what you did."

"You- you promised!"

"Not again..."

"You thought I was here to rescue you? That's the funniest thing I've heard all week."

"Am I gonna die?"

"Ju-ust kill me already!"

"I'm not moaning! It fucking hurts!"

"When Caretaker finds you, they'll- they'll kill you. I promise you that."

"What happened? Holding someone captive not as fun as you thought it'd be?"

"P-please... please, no more."

"You can do what you want to me, but I'm sure as hell not making this easier for you."

"Sometimes I imagined it was you, to- to help me get through it."

"Where am I?"

"Please, the restraints hurt. Can't you use something softer or- or at the very least loosen it?"

"Look at what they did to me! Look at the person I've become!"

Caretaker

"I never stopped searching for you."

"Let's go home, okay?"

"Yes, you're a burden, but you're one that I've chosen to carry."

"Where the hell are they?"

"Let me go! I need to find them!"

"May I touch you?"

"Breathe, Whumpee, please breathe."

"If I ever see you sniffing around here again, I'll make you regret it."

"I'm not going to punish you."

"I'm trying to help you, but that won't happen if you continue to treat me like this."

"Are you serious? You're just going to let them back into your life after what they did to you?"

"You sacrificed me so you wouldn't have to go back! How could you do that to me?"

"Please put the knife down, Whumpee."

"Why do I like seeing them cry? What is wrong with me?"

"I can't promise that I won't ever hurt you, but I can promise that It's never deliberate."

"Would you like me to make you some food?"

"Perhaps someone does need to punish you for you to understand. Nothing else seems to work."

"I hired someone to come and install a dimmable light in your bedroom so you don't have to sleep in the dark."

"You know what? I'd go through it all again if it meant you were safe."

"Whumper was right. They are a pathetic little thing. I think that's why they're so endearing."

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hellxander

1 year ago

bro OVERSTIMULATION???

like think about it. really think about it. just cumming and thinking you’re finished but they just keeping going. and it starts with protests and then you’re shaking with pleasure pain. twitching, sniffling, and trying to get away but they won’t let you escape so you resort to begging and pleading. ah stop please im sorry im sorry please just— anything to get away, but then the crying starts and that only encourages them to see how messy you can truly get.

just,,,overstimulation is so hot

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hellxander

1 year ago

Random Whump Dialogue Prompts

Content: Begging, Possessive whumper, [implied] non-con, [implied] pet whump, [implied] slavery.

"When they're yelling at you, you're okay. It's when they go quiet that you should be scared."

"I think you need a little something to remind you of who you belong to."

"Can you two manage not to tear each other apart while I'm gone?"

"--but why should I let you go when you look so pretty like this?"

"Make yourself useful. Do something- anything, but annoy me."

"Keep crying; your face looks beautiful streaked with tears."

"How else am I supposed to learn if you don't punish me?"

"I don't care how much you hate me - you need to eat!"

"We don't go near that one unless we have to feed it."

"How many times do I have to explain this to you?"

"I don't care about how gross it makes you feel."

"It's just a knife - why do you look so scared?"

"As long as you're good, Master will be kind."

"That is a privilege you have not earned yet."

"You're enjoying this, aren't you? Freak."

"Do you wanna lose the other one, too?"

"What do you mean, they cursed you?"

"What is this 'mercy' you speak of?"

"You're a feisty one, aren't you?"

"Please, just make this quick."

"If I have to force you, I will."

"Please don't give me away!"

"I won't say it again."

"This is your home."

"Are you new here?"

"You wouldn't."

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hellxander

1 year ago

More creepy/intimate whumper things

Part 1 can be found here! Happy Valentine's Day!

Cleaning Whumpee while they're tied up in bath

Playing with Whumpee's hair before roughly pulling it

Nuzzling Whumpee or possesively putting an arm around them while they're in public

Groping Whumpee in public

Holding Whumpee's face to examine them

Forcefully kissing Whumpee and biting their lip until it bleeds

Calling Whumpee pet names and refusing to use their actual name

Forcing Whumpee to undress Whumper

Making Whumpee sleep in the same bed as Whumper (tied up or not)

Forcing Whumpee to pretend they're in a romantic relationship with Whumper (in front of Caretaker)

Touching/kissing Whumpee while they sleep

Hand-feeding Whumpee

Whumper forcing their fingers into Whumpee's mouth

Whumper filming/taking pictures of Whumpee while they're in a compromised position

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