#whumpee a

“Caught”

Tw: Forced Captivity, Subtle Threats, Mild Swearing, Slapping, Forced Gaze, Kicking, Abuse.

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Whumper clicked their tongue in a soft, dissatisfied manner while inspecting the two troublemakers in front of them.

“So you’re to tell me these two.. pft, mongrels, were sniffing about my property?”

Whumper crossed their arms while their cold, hardened gaze rested on their henchman.

“Yes, I caught them around the back in the trash, no less." 

"I was wondering what that putrid stench was.” Whumper looked down towards the two.

“So you’re little trash rats, picking away at the garbage of others to seek ends meet him? How pathetic." 

Whumpee (A) gazed towards Whumper with disdain in their eyes. 

"As if you have any right to judge us!”

They spat angrily, though in a quick response as the last word left their mouth, they were abruptly interrupted by a hard backhand across their frail cheek, sending them to the ground with ease, causing them to wail as they impacted the hard floor beneath them.

A hot, sharp, stinging pain radiated from the spot where Whumper’s Henchman had struck Whumpee (A) as hot tears swelled in their eyes, clutching their hand tightly over their cheek.

Whumpee (B) stood frozen, having seen their friend get hit so close to them.

A sting of helplessness flooded their emotions as they could only stare in shock at Whumper and their henchman.

“Y-You Hit m-me?” Whumpee (A) trembled in a mixture of shock and disbelief as they stared up wide-eyed at The Henchman.

“I did pipsqueak. You mouth off again, and I’ll do it again. You fucking hear me?” The Henchman sneered down towards Whumpee (A) as his gaze shot towards Whumpee (B).

“N'What about you, Hn? Got anything to say punk?" 

"No. No sir.. I.. I want to go. Please, we won’t tell anyone.” Whumpee (B) softly pleaded while biting their lip nervously, feeling an underlying dread. 

“Oh? Do you want to go?” Whumper chimed in curiously while raising their eyebrow, continuing,

“But you came all this way.. I think it would be best if you stayed." 

Whumpee (B) felt nauseated at the way Whumper spoke so calmly, as if this was some game to them.

"What!?” Whumpee (A) blurted out suddenly in shock,

“Y-you can’t force us to stay here!”

Whumpee (A) was suddenly met with a sharp kick to the stomach, A wave of sickening pain took over them while they let out a scream of pain, tightly wrapping their arms around their now inflamed stomach.

Whumpee (B) let out a short yelp while pulling their hands to their mouth, covering their horrified expression as they continued to please,

“Please, no– I-i promise! No– I swear to God we will not tell a living soul." 

"You swear to God, hm..?”

Whumper smirked in a sickening amused way while dropping their arms to their sides, stepping towards Whumpee (B), swiftly reaching out and grabbing their cheeks tightly between their fingers, forcefully pulling their face closer to Whumper’s as they listened to a soft whimper escape Whumpee (B)’s lips.

“Well around here, I am god.” Whumpers smirk widened more maliciously. “And I am not known for being a merciful one." 

Whumpee (B)’s eyes suddenly widened, while tears formed in the corner of their eyes. A deep fear and uncertainty now possessed them, as well as a whirlwind of hopeless thoughts, leaving them speechless.

Whumpee (A) let out a loud gasp as the henchman suddenly grabbed them tightly by their wrist, pulling them backwards roughly, dragging them towards a hallway.

"LET ME GO! YOU CANT DO THIS TO US! YOU CAN’T KEEP US HERE!!”

They screamed loudly, protesting every moment as they twisted and jerked their frail, smaller body around in a desperate attempt to free themselves from the henchman’s strong grip. 

While Whumper softly smirked at Whumpee (B), they ran their thump gently over their puffy lips, feeling them tremble in response.

“I have a feeling you’re going to learn to enjoy your time here.. whether you and your little friend there want to, or not." 

Whumper shoved Whumpee (B) into the arms of one of his other henchmen while nodding them in the same direction as Whumpee (A) was dragged too.

As Whumpee (B) gets pulled towards the hallway, they can only feel pings of regret and guilt because it had been them that suggested even hitting this particular place up as it had always seemed vacant and empty. 

They were only now going to find out exactly why that was.

{End}