Cw: Gagged Whumpee, Implied Kidnapping, Pet Whump, Intimate Whumper

Got any drug whump? Like the whumper wants the keep the whumpee docile. (Expecially when the whumpee is strong or sarcastic)

- “There, there…Just let the sedative do its job, let it take you down. No more struggling, no more fighting, that’s it…Nighty night, sweetheart.”

- Whumper strapping an anesthesia mask over Whumpee’s face. “Perfect. That’ll stop you from biting, won’t it?”

- “You feel that, don’t you?” Whumper whispers, pulling Whumpee’s chin up to look into their glazed eyes. “Soon you won’t be able to even lift a finger.”

- “I sure wish you had listened to me when I told you to stay quiet, Whumpee. This next dose is going to be even more painful.”

- Whumpee groggily mumbling. Whumper thinks they’re finally going to get them to talk, but it turns out Whumpee is just mocking them even in their stupor

- “Time for another poke!” Whumper singsongs as they jab the syringe into Whumpee hard. “I’m sure you won’t mind the bruises, you’re a tough guy/girl!”

- “I remember a time you would have been trying to tear me apart for touching you.” Whumper strokes a hand through the dazed, sleepy Whumpee’s hair. “Isn’t it better now that you’ve learned your place?”

- Whumper convinces Whumpee after they wake up from the drug’s affects that they told them everything they wanted to know (Maybe they did). It’s the first time Whumper sees real fear on Whumpee’s face and they’re living for it

I’ll Give All I Have

Fair warning guys, this one is really long! I don’t know how it got this long, but it did. 

The Whumptober prompt for this was Forced Mutism. I’d like to thank both @jinmukangwrites​ and @fidothefinch​ for being two enablers. 

Characters: Jason & Damian, some minor Bruce and Dick

Words: 10,261

Summary:

“The little one will do.”

“No!” Jason cried, tugging at his restraints as he tried to push himself forward, “Leave him be! Whatever you’re doing, it’s me who’s been after you not him. He’s got nothing to do with this.”

The smile the man gave Jason sent chills down his spine, “Exactly.”

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Jason pulled his legs a little closer to his body and tugged at the cuffs on his wrists again, trying for what felt like the millionth time to get his hand to squeeze through. He was pretty close, they hadn’t tightened them incredibly tight, and Jason thought that maybe if he dislocated his thumb or broke it he could maybe slip them off.

He gave up for the time being, letting his hands flop to the ground, the metal of the cuffs clinking against the concrete. Even if he could get them off and get out of this far too tiny closet, Jason had no idea where they were keeping Damian. The last thing he was doing was leaving here without his kid brother.

If there was anything Jason was confident in, it was that Robin was still alive, and probably just as fine as he was. The guys who’d grabbed them could have easily killed them when the fight had gone sideways, but instead they’d been tied up and dragged here, to some kind of processing plant, with Robin being dragged in one direction, and Jason another.

There were a couple things to take from this, one the men hadn’t really cared whether or not Jason knew where he was being taken, and they hadn’t bruised either of them up more than was necessary. Though, to be fair, in both their cases they’d fought tooth and nail, so that was almost a negligible fact.

Whatever was going on, Mr. Evil Bossman, AKA Barnes, had a plan for Red Hood and Robin, and while Jason didn’t like the idea of sitting around waiting, he liked the idea of causing trouble and getting Robin killed even less.

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WHUMP PROMPT - #3

Things that a whumper may like about a gagged whumpee.

The utter helplessness of it. Having taken away both their physical mobility with restraints and now the only "weapon" they had left. No more retorts. No more cursing. No more refusing. Reduced to no more than a wriggling, moaning, thing. Of which the whumper has complete control.

Perhaps they like the sounds. The ragged, quickened breath through the nose. The muffled humming of each would-be-word they uselessly try to push out.

Perhaps they find it all humorous. Perhaps they like the embaressment it affords their victim. Perhaps they just like the look in their whumpee's eyes, the helpless glaring as their lips are so beautifully sealed behind a length of tape, or cloth.

Whumpmas in July #5 - Who is your favourite Whumpee?

If we're talking about a favourite Whumpee from others writing (and screw you I CANNOT pick one) then mine are (and it's entirely coincidental they line up with some my all time favourite whump writers!!! 🤭🤭🤭)

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Benjamin Adkins - from @darkthingshappen series 'Brothers Keeper'... With my whole, entire heart that none is left to protest, I adore poor Benny. Such a sweet, innocent and beautifully written character going through absolute unimaginable hell yet still retaining that beat of willpower and strength to just push through - the tiny, few and far between flickers of defiance that creep out against his tormentors every now and then that have you cheering him on from behind the screen 🤌 So resilient and strong-minded. I will never shut up about this story - you can't make me.

Jack Kenyon - from @whumpcereal series 'Behaviour Modification'. Shaking, screaming, sobbing. I cannot describe how badly I want to jump into that story's universe and pluck Jackie out and run like the wind. Life continues to deal him the shittest hand of cards and when he finally strikes luck with Joe? Ivan swoops in and tears his world apart, corrupting him to fear/think he's the property of the man he loves? 😫 Bearing in mind everything Jack's been through? And to still make it to the other side, to still function in some respect? I'd like to award him 'bravest whumpee' award.

Kane De Sang - from @whumpsday 'Kane & Jim' series: 🥺💕Kane💕🥺 The once angry, lil leech - he gets a lot of flack, I know a lot of readers would sharpen their wooden stakes on sight of him. And don't get me wrong, he was an absolute piece of shit, treated Jim horiffically. But that rescue/recovery arc - his character development - it's so wonderfully done that I can't help but fawn for the broken guy. I wanna wrap him in blankets, give him buckets of blood. He's the whumpee that made me fall head over heels for the 'whumper turned whumpee' trope, and for that? He'll always have a place in my heart-

Danny - from @t0rture-me 'Cat & Mouse' series: SWEET SWEET DANNY - the emotional turmoil that boy goes through where no matter how hard he tries, no matter how well he behaves - he still can't win, can't avoid punishment 😫 Watching him slowly retreat further and further into himself and watching his stutter worsen through the chapters pulls at my heart strings everytime. And he's so adorable with his interests and how he talks with his cat I just 🥰 yeah 🥰

And it's not out yet but I can definitely see myself becoming besotted with @leyswhumpdump new lab whumpees!!! Precious boys, oh my days - y'all are in for a treat and a half 👀👀👀

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But also just from our own - my favourite Whumpee I've made so far is definitely Josh from my series Play Pretend - it's only just getting started but he's willing to fight and kick but also do whats necessary to survive - he'll lie, fake and comply if it gets him through it but there's times when he also won't hold back.

@whumpmasinjuly

Turning the whumpee’s head

-The whumper grabbing them roughly by the chin and forcing them to look them in the eye

-Or pulling them closer so they can cut/burn/whatever them in just the right spot

-OR carefully turning their head so they can “admire” their work, and the whumpee is either too exhausted or too conditioned to resist despite their gentle touch

-Caretaker trying to turn a semiconscious whumpee’s head to look at a face wound, but they flinch away thinking it’s the whumper

-”Don’t look at them/it. Look at me. Just me. Focus on me and everything will be okay.”

-Caretaker telling a feverish whumpee who’s lying in bed to turn their head to the side so they can hold a cold compress to the back of their neck

-Or so they can clean a wound 

y’all understand

Whumptober 12 - Torture | made to watch | begging

Combining with prompts from nsfwhumtober set 2 - Biting | bruises | toys | gagging

So yeah I chose a lot of prompts lol. This is where I fall off the time schedule because I write super slow. I'm not totally happy with how this turned out, but I think it's still pretty good.

CW: noncon, captivity, manhandling, broken nose, knife mention, blood mention, guns, muzzles, violence, intimate whumper, gagged, restraints, slut-shaming terms

Whumpee can't bear to look at his teammates when Whumper and his guards enter the cell. He feels his stomach twisting in knots and tumbling like a washing machine with a heavy load.

"Glad to see everyone's together," Whumper smiles. His guards assume position across from the four of them on the opposite wall. They keep still faces, it almost seems like they're not even looking at anything. The extra guards take place on the adjacent walls, guns at the ready.

Whumpee feels sick. A simple in-and-out mission should never have ended like this. They had even finished and were just making it out when they were ambushed, and even though it was nobody's fault over anyone else's, Whumpee wished he had just been caught alone.

"Screw off," Medic spits, pulling against the chain connecting his cuffs to the wall. Whumpee glances at him, then back at the guns the guards hold. He doesn't think it's a good idea to piss them or Whumper off, but the room already feels tense enough, so he doesn't say anything.

"What do you want from us?" Leader growls, a defiant glare being the only emotion he shows.

Teammate wears a stoic straight face. Whumpee tries to follow her route, but he ends up looking more spacey and scared.

Whumper barely acknowledges Leader's words with a chuckle, slowly scanning the four chained adversaries in front of him. After a few seconds, he locks eyes with Whumpee, who tries not to shrink away from the icy stare. He can't help the way he is shaking though, and Whumper notices too.

He stalks toward Whumpee, whose eyes widen. The click of his boots match Whumpee's quickening heartbeat.

When Whumper unlinks the chain connecting the shackles to the wall, Leader narrows his eyes, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Y'know, I've been feeling really pent up lately…" Whumper says, staring straight into Leader's eyes as he drags Whumpee's stunned silent form to the middle of the room, "And I'm in for a much needed… release. He's quite the eye-catcher, right?"

"Fucking creep," Medic accosts through grit teeth.

"Don't you fucking touch him," Leader joins, jerking his left side against the restraints. Whumper smiles at him, producing a knife from his pocket; only then does Whumpee snap back to reality and begin to struggle.

"Oh, I'm gonna do more than just that Leader. A pretty thing like this deserves some recognition," Whumper says. Whumpee stumbles back, tripping over his own feet as Whumper reaches for him, the hand landing on his shirt and tearing it as he crashes to the floor.

Whumper keeps going, dropping down to straddle him. He grabs the front of Whumpee's uniform pants and tugs down the zipper, unhooking his own belt after.

At this, the rest of the room catches what he means.

"No no no no, please don't," Whumpee whimpers, fighting desperately to get away, but his hands are restrained and trapped underneath him. Whumper uses the knife to cut the rest of his shirt open.

"Get the hell off him! I'll fucking kill you!" Leader yells, pulling furiously at the chains. He couldn't bear to let this happen. Medic paled, mouth agape, and he struggled harder too. Teammate stared ahead with wide, worried eyes, not knowing what to do.

Whumper slides his hands over Whumpee's exposed chest, leaning down and biting his neck.

"Stop. No, noo!" Whumpee cries.

"Bastard! Listen to me!" Leader shouts desperately, attempting to stand and pulling the shackles. Spittle flies from his mouth. He looks sort of like a rabid animal captured by hunters.

"Oh come on Leader, don't tell me you haven't thought about this, hmm?" Whumper taunts, continuing to hold down the struggling, pleading Whumpee, "I know I have."

"You motherfucker! Whumper. I swear to god if I get my hands on you-"

"Take care of him please," Whumper says with a wave of his hand, returning to remove Whumpee's pants. Immediately two of the guards stomp forward to the fighting man.

One of them pulls their rifle and slams the butt of it against Leader's face. Whumpee screams at the sickening crack that sounds.

"Stop! Please!" Teammates voice sounds.

The other guard grabs Leader by the shoulder and wrestles him to the floor on his stomach. The first guard puts a knee to his back and pulls something over his face, quieting his cursing and threats when they force a bit in his mouth and surround the bottom of his face in tight leather. Blood spills from Leader's nose and tracks over and under the muzzle.

The guard stands up, replacing their knee with a heavy boot between Leader's shoulder blades, pushing Leader's face flush to the cold concrete floor by placing the barrel of their rifle into his temple. When Leader growls the guard only pushes it in more.

"There we go, good to watch now... Back to you sweet thing." Whumper coos, unbuckling his own pants.

"Please, please don't do this," Whumpee begs. He is ignored though, and two fingers are shoved into his mouth, so far at first, he gags on them. His reflexes kick in though, and he bites down hard on the intrusion.

Whumper grunts in pain and tries to yank his hand out, but Whumpee doesn't let go, he bites down harder, tasting blood in his mouth. Only when Whumper backhands him hard does he let go.

"You little shit!" Whumper growls, making another hand motion to a guard.

"Whumper! Fucking stop! I- take me instead you asshole!” Medic yells, tugging the restraints, replacing Leaders spot annoying Whumper. Another guard aims his gun at him, barking to ‘shut up.’

Whumper leans closer to Whumpee’s face, grabbing something from the guard next to him. He nips at Whumpee's ear, blowing hot breath when he whispers, "That wasn't nice Whumpee… We can't have you biting now. As much as I love the struggle, you're going to make this easy for me and open your mouth. If not, I'll have my men fill your friends with lead, understand?"

And Whumpee, without option, opens his mouth, tears rolling down his face. He doesn't know if he'd rather look at his teammates with guns to their heads as they watch this happen to him, or at Whumper's eyes, filled with lust and malice.

His teammates watch as Whumper forces a toy into Whumpee's mouth, strapping it around his face to gag him.

"Since you don't want prep, little slut," Whumper huffs, forcing Whumpee's head back.

They watch as he grabs Whumpee's hips tight and pushes himself in. They watch as he rocks him hard into the ground. They watch as tears spill from Whumpee's eyes and listen as tortured screams come muffled from his mouth.

And they do nothing. They can't do anything but watch. It feels like hours until Whumper finally gets his fill. Leader is seething with silent anger underneath the guard's boots. He wants to strangle Whumper until he can no longer make the disgusting grunts and moans he's making now. He feels like he failed Whumpee, and it aches in him more than his now broken nose does.

Whumper releases into Whumpee with a shuddering moan and a kiss pushed into his neck. It ends in teeth and surely a bruise later. When Whumper removes himself, Whumpee feels like he pulls his soul out with him.

"You're a good fuck Whumpee, I'll have to come back," Whumper says as he buckles his belt. Whumpee just squeezes his eyes shut and whimpers.

His guards slowly file out of the room, and Whumper waits, staring into Leader's eyes as he slides his belt back through the loops of his pants.

"I hope you enjoyed the show," He says with a smirk on his face. The last two guards pointing guns at them start to move away. Leader makes one last attempt at jerking the chains, a low growl in his throat. Whumper just laughs and exits last, shutting the metal door behind him with a loud bang that resounds through the room.

Whumpee stares at the ceiling, then turns toward the wall. He cants bear to look at his team. He sobs through the gag still on his face, the stupid dildo gag the creep has forced on him. He can't get the image of Whumper's cold eyes above him, the feeling of his hands digging into his hips. He can tell the skin there will bruise. If he lets his mind wander enough, it feels like he is still inside him.

He feels embarrassed that they watched that happen. He feels like he can't curl into himself enough to stop feeling so exposed. He feels like their eyes are burning into the back of his head, judging him.

"...Whumpee?" Teammate calls. Whumpee doesn't speak, but he tries to quiet his crying, thinking maybe he's annoying them.

"Do you wanna, uhm… come over here?" She continues after the lack of response, voice sounding strangled.

Whumpee, despite his shame, turns himself over to face them. He notices her face streaked with tears and runny makeup, and after a quick glance, the other two are the same.

He struggles to crawl over to them, but manages to after a few minutes. When he reaches her, he collapses in her lap, the sobs coming back full force. She can't help but cry too, and she cranes her arms as far as she can to one side of her back, just barely able to reach his head to card through his hair softly with one hand. Though it's an uncomfortable position, she does it to hopefully make him feel a tiny bit better, like how she does to help him fall asleep.

"I'm sorry Whumpee, I'm so sorry he did that to you.” Her voice breaks as she talks; she wishes she could do more, they all do.

“Fuck! F-fuck. I-- I’ll kill that monster…” Medic mumbles, staring off toward the wall.

Leader gets himself up from his stomach, slowly as to not fall over without his arms. When he's upright, he taps the floor until he gets Whumpee’s attention. He stares into Whumpee's eyes as he attempts to make the clearest sentence possible through the muzzle still wrapped around his bloodied face, the skin on his cheekbone red and enflamed from the hit earlier.

Through the communication barrier they share, Whumpee manages to make out that he is saying he’s sorry, but not in the way that Teammate did. He sounds and looks more like he thinks he should've been able to stop this from happening. As much as Whumpee wished it didn't happen, he knows it was nobody's fault… nobody but Whumper's.

Since Whumpee can't talk either, he tries to show his thoughts the best way he can think of. He climbs into Leader's lap and buries his face into Leader's chest, hating the way Whumper has made him feel, but hoping to show Leader that he did all he could. Leader tries to ignore the hickeys on Whumpee's neck and rests his chin on the top of Whumpee's head.

Then, they are left, dread pooling in their stomachs as they wait for the next time Whumper comes back, knowing that there's nothing they can do.

Who needs plot for whump, when sometimes it's all about the ✨aesthetics✨ of a bloodied and bruised whumpee

I love crying in whump stories because it's such a familiar human instinct, but it also carries a lot of meaning. Generally, people think crying is a sign of weakness. It's a perfectly natural and normal response to stress, but it's seen as something you should avoid, and oftentimes crying in front of someone you don't know well is uncomfortable for both parties. There’s a kind of stigma around showing this level of emotion. Being overly sensitive is usually viewed as a negative trait.

If someone cries, especially in front of other people, they are stressed enough that they can’t repress that feeling of being overwhelmed. It's a sign of vulnerability. Being pushed to tears can make a character feel completely powerless. It's degrading. It's also one of the few things that is hard to hide. Even if a character manages to keep a stoic front, a few tears and a trembling voice can make that all fall apart.

If a character feels comfortable enough to cry in front of someone, however, they're comfortable enough to be vulnerable with them. They can truly express what they're feeling. There's a strong level of trust involved. They don't feel like they have to pretend. They don't feel like they need to hide all the ugly parts of themselves, because they know they can always depend on that other person.

I just really love weepy characters in fiction ok :'''')

I would very much like to see Whumpee handcuffed to a chair and unable to stop Whumper as they slowly tighten coils of rope around their body. Loops of rope tied around their ankles and knees and thighs, binding them securely to the chair. Their mind being forced to accept the increasingly restricted movement, their breathing speeding up rapidly with each loop tied off. Rope pulled tight around their stomach and ribs and chest, maybe a few loops around their neck, the coarse rope biting into their skin as it's secured to the back of the chair, forcing their head just slightly back. Biceps next, arms pulled together behind them and cinched tight, then tied at the elbows and finally their wrists as the handcuffs are removed. Left to sit, completely bound and immobile, under Whumper's gaze and at their mercy.

on the opposite, do you know any captivity and/or pet whump not set in the bbu. don't have anything against it just looking for something else

Oh do I

@comfy-whumpee has your pet whump with Alistair and Ellis, and holy shit is it excellent. They also have some really great captivity whump with the Ty and Jim series!

@wildfaewhump has captivity arcs for their Iesin and Talvos - and Iesin, being fae, is often treated in a way that I think can cross over into a pet-whump-adjacent place, plus their Pathverse involves lots of amazing captivity.

@for-the-love-of-angst's Taron goes through some seriously rough captivity whump at the hands of a creepy motherfucker I love

@whump-tr0pes's OCs often go through serious captivity whump, including 'plaything' whump that runs alongside pet whump with a lot of similarities.

@redwingedwhump has excellent captivity whump

@pretty-face-breaker has some of the best captivity/captor bonding/what the fuck whump I've ever read

@endless-whump has a super fun fae-whump story that involves captivity!

@robins-whump PLEASE read Tristan and Finn if you haven't already. I'm begging you.

@shameless-whumper's Quin lives rent-free inside my head all the time forever

@card-games-and-pain’s entire Leon and Lee story is the absolute fucking pinnacle

@evermetnotforgotten’s Lev goes through Some Serious shit in an excellent captivity story

@sableflynn has some lovely lady whump with captivity

@whumpingwithaquestionableauthor has some really good captivity whump!

@yet-another-heathen has an unusual take on captivity whump that I enjoy just rereading and rereading and finding new details each time

Just a few recs, gosh there's so much to find around here!