#tw branding

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Tw: Captivity, Torture, ‘Red Room’, Branding, Knife mention, blood mention.

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“Well, aren’t we popular on the stream tonight?”

Whumper smirked playfully, watching the chat go off on the side while returning their gaze to Whumpee (A) and Whumpee (B).

Whumpee (A) bit down hard into the silicone ball-gag lodged in their mouth, accidentally letting out a muffled scream as they felt Whumpee (B) press the tip of the knife to their back.

The cold kiss of steel bite into the exsposed skin of Whumpee (A)’s back, slicing through the thin flesh like warm butter, leaving shallow lacerations along their skin.

A thin slick coat of drool coated their puffy reddened lips and chin as their eyes gazed half lidded into the little camera in font of them.

“So what would my lovely viewers like to see them do next, hm?"

A few mundane comments came in, while more explicit requests were being made. Whumper had been considering a request when a paid donation suddenly chimed through the speakers.

’Have Whumpee (B) brand Whumpee (A). Whatever and wherever you’d like. I love your streams ;)’$75.00(USD)Donated.

Whumper smirked to themselves in amusement, "Well, who would I be to deny such a lovely request?"

Their smirk widened as it turned more malicious as they walked around to a table positioned at the side of the platform, where Whumpee (A) and (B) were forcibly seated.

Whumpee (B)’s eyes shifted to the direction Whumper walked to, hearing the soft flick of a blowtorch followed by a low hiss, An internal panic set in the pits of their stomach as a cold sweat formed over their brow as Whumpee (A) whimpered softly in a mixture of pain and desperation to be freed from this sick torture.

After a few moments passed, Whumper came into partial view of the camera, handing Whumpee (B) flaming red hot-tipped iron rod while gesturing towards them.

"Take it and carve the word.. '1k’ right there on their ribs, in celebration, of course, for your 1k following count.” Whumper lowly growled in a more mocking tone.

Whumpee (B) hesitated for only a moment before seeing the rising impatience growing behind Whumper’s steeled eyes, reaching out and taking the clothed end of the rod while turning back to Whumpee (A) with saddened eyes.

Whumpee (A) shivered, feeling physically nauseated from overhearing Whumper’s request while looking up towards Whumpee (B) forgivingly, giving them a subtle nod while biting down into the silicone ball again, trying to brace themselves for the incoming pain.

But nothing could’ve prepared Whumpee (A) for the intense burning pain from the dull tip dragging across their frail skin.

It sent waves of intense, searing pain throughout their body causing them to scream while arching their back and hips, tensing their muscles as the hot rod continued to burn and blister their skin.

It felt like an eternity had passed before Whumpee (B) finally dropped the rod beside them on the concrete platform, tears softly forming in the corner of their eyes as they stared in shock at Whumpee (A)’s trembling, broken figure beside them.

Whumpee (A)’s burned with white hot tears, as they stained and stung their scratched, bruised cheeks from earlier chat requests, as they could do nothing but lie there, shaking from the uncontrollable pain flaring and pulsing through their nerves.

Whumper watched their view count and chat interactions climb while smiling to themselves with pride and a sense of accomplishment at the performance they had been able to put on for their viewers, now wondering how long they could keep it going for until either Whumpee (A) succumbed to their injuries so they couldn’t proceed, or until the chat got bored with their new toys.

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