#whump ideas
“Views”
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.
{End}
“Hunger”
Tw: Food Mention, Starvation, Humiliation, Degrading.
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It was an honest mistake. Whumpee had gotten up so fast in excitement at the sight of the food Whumper was bringing in that they had lost their footing, accidentally knocking the dish from their hands to the floor.
Whumper stared at them in light anger and disbelief.
Tears filled Whumpee’s eyes as Whumper picked the silver dish up off the floor.
“I didn’t mean to–"
"Enough. Not a word. If you can’t accept what I give you with gratitude, then you get nothing at all."
"It was an accident! I-i swear, sir! Please!"
Whumper ignored their attempts to plead with them while turning their back to them and heading towards the door.
"Sir! P-please I’m sorry!” Whumpee softly sobbed, feeling cold tears now streaming down their cheeks. They watched as the door opened for a brief moment, and Whumper stood there looking back at Whumpee on their hands and knees, looking at them desperately.
They scoffed at their ridiculous state while blowing the door behind them as they left.
For a brief moment, they remained motionless, debating whether to scream or cry silently, knowing that this blunder would now cost them any chance of food for a few days.
They slowly looked up a bit towards the floor where little bits of food was still lying. They hesitated briefly, disgusted at the thought of eating directly from the floor, but Whumpee was desperate for any sort of food at this point.
Slowly, they crawled over, trying to pick at the food on the ground to try and save some form of dignity they had left, but the urge to eat was too strong and too much to ignore.
Whumpee sighed while closing their eyes for a moment before leaning down to the floor while licking at the ground, grabbing up any little bits of food they could find to help ease the pains in their stomach.
Though they felt ultimately humiliated, they couldn’t pass up any opportunity for food.
{End}
“Needy”
Tw: Nsfwhump, DubCon, Drugged, Begging, Manipulation, Finger Sucking, Teasing.
Whumpee on their knees, lips parted, panting heavily with a flush of red spread across their cheeks begging their Whumper to be able to please them.
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“Mh, want you sir.. need you sir..” They cooed lustfully, nuzzling their cheek against Whumper’s knee, rocking their hips gently so that their heels perfectly teased their sweet spot, “please sir.."
Whumper smirked at their heated, eager form while reaching down and taking Whumpee’s chin between their fingers, lightly tracing their thump around Whumpee’s soft, tender lips, watching them eagerly open their mouths a little wider as Whumper teased the tip of Whumpee’s tongue with their thumb.
"Mh, you want me, do you?” Whumper lowly growled in a lustful tone while watching them nod slowly, letting out a low hum in agreement.
“Are you sure you want me? Or is it the drugs I slipped you making you want me? Hm.. better be honest with me baby."
"M'Want you.. I want to please you, Whumper.. M'please let me please you.." Whumpee could barely comprehend the words coming from Whumper’s lips, all they knew is they craved Whumper in the worst ways.
Whumper shivered faintly, hearing their softer, more needy tones and sounds while sliding his thumb into their mouth, looking down at their big eyes.
"Well? Show me what you’re capable of..” Whumper huskily cooed while using his other hand to massage the front of their black suit pants.
“And if you’re lucky, I may let you please me.."
Whumpee moaned eagerly around Whumpers thumb, closing their lips around their thumb while softly suckling, and flicking their tongue over the tip of their thumb.
Whumper shook their head faintly in amusement at seeing how quickly and efficiently these drugs had worked, but they were definitely not complaining at the change of tone per se.
They pondered for a moment before moving their thumb from Whumpee’s mouth with a faint popping noise as they replaced it with their index and middle finger, causing Whumpee’s eyes to widen suddenly as they gagged a bit from the sudden switch.
"Mh, we may need to work on that a bit more before you can heave the real thing.. If you think my fingers are hard to take, I can’t imagine how you’d deal with something a lot.. girthier ”
Whumpee shivered while nodding lightly, their gaze focused more on Whumper’s excitement as they slowly proceeded to bob their head up and down the length of Whumpers fingers, while suckling a little more.
“Maybe I spoke to soon.. You seem to be taking this like a pro.” Whumper used their other hand to lightly slap Whumpee against the cheek, causing them to let out a soft moan.
“Such a desperate thing you are..”
They used their hand to softly caress Whumpee’s cheek while steadily unzipping their suit pants and unbuttoning them.
“I suppose I have some time before my next meeting, so you better please me quickly and efficiently."
"Th-thank you sir.. M'need you so badly~"
"Oh, I know Whumpee, and I assure you, I will be the only thing you ever need.”
“My Toy” (Concept)
Tw: Nsfwhump, 18+ Theme, Non-Con, Forced To Watch, Free-Use, Pinning, Humiliation, Nudity mention.
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Whumper mercilessly fucking Whumpee for their personal pleasure in front of their henchman, or another Whumpee, or better yet, their caretaker.
Whumper softly praising them for being such a good little obedient toy.
Whumpee has no choice but to lay there, bent over Whumper’s desk stripped nude numbly with no emotion, staring into the other eyes, silently pleading for an escape from the tight grips of Whumpers hold, feeling each little movement.
The intense feelings of humiliation and embarrassment flood their senses while hot tears burn the corners of their eyes and stain their reddened cheeks.
Knowing that Whumper will only stop once they reach release, Whumpee will occasional whimper a soft moan or breathy gasp to help encourage them, though genuinely feeling disgusted with themselves during and after for doing so, but they always try to remember; It was only so Whumper would leave them and the other alone.
