@anon who just sent me an ask, it’s getting late where I live and I should get some sleep, but I will try and write some tomorrow.
Anonymous asked:
What about a whumper kidnapping his whumpees through different worlds/realms? I kinda imagine the whumper having like someone -a whumpee- training and mastering the new whumpees, hitting them when they don't do good... How would the new whumpers react and interact with each other? What kind of torture the whumper and the head of the whumpees would inflict to the new ones? Why is the head of whumpees addicted to the whumper? Soo much questions. ~☆🐶🐱
These are some great scenarios, anon. (Though I don’t know what prompted the ask, you won’t catch me complaining.)
What about a whumper kidnapping his whumpees through different worlds/realms?
What if the whumpee isn’t used to the climate/atmosphere of the world they’re brought to? In addition to pain and humiliation from the whumper, they also have to struggle with the acclimatization. Maybe it’s even used against them? Like they’re exposed to rains that burn their skin or to the sun, which is way stronger than the one in their world.
I kinda imagine the whumper having like someone -a whumpee- training and mastering the new whumpees, hitting them when they don't do good...
I love the trope of the whumper forcing the whumpee to hurt other whumpees. Maybe the head whumpee has been here for so long, they’ve gotten used to it. Maybe they’ve been kidnapped as a child and don’t even remember their original world. Maybe they hurt the new whumpees, so that the whumper won’t hurt them even worse. Maybe they try to teach them how to survive, how to please the whumper.
How would the new whumpers react and interact with each other?
(I assume you meant the new whumpees, not the new whumpers. If not so, please correct me.) This is an endless well of delicious angst and whump. Do the whumpees band together? Do they withstand the pain together? Do they treat each others’ wounds if they get the chance? Do they comfort each other? Do they protect each other? Do they sacrifice themselves for each other? Or is it everyone for themselves? Are the whumpees from one world prejudiced against the whumpees from another world? Do some whumpees believe that another whumpee deserves the pain? Do some whumpees hurt a whumpee they don’t like when the hated whumpee is brought back after a torture session, exhausted and in pain?
What kind of torture the whumper and the head of the whumpees would inflict to the new ones?
Oh, I know. They would start from a torture that would be impossible in the whumpee’s native world. Like if the whumpee is from a medieval world and they’re taken to a XX-XXI century setting, the whumper would use electrical torture. If the whumper is from a world where there are multiple suns and there is always light (like in Asimov’s novelette Nightfall), they would be closed somewhere completely dark. If they don’t breathe oxygen and are taken to a world similar to Earth, they would be taken for a walk in a wood and slowly suffocate until the whumper took them back to the special place allocated to them.
Why is the head of whumpees addicted to the whumper?
As I said before, the head whumpee could have been with the whumper since childhood and developed Stockholm Syndrome. They just don’t know anyone but the whumper and their cronies. They don’t know anything besides pain and obedience. The whumper is their entire world. Or maybe the head whumpee tortures the others because it helps them to avoid more pain. The head whumpee doesn’t want to be hurt anymore and they’re ready to hurt others to spare themselves. They’ve been resisting for so long, but they can’t anymore. Let others suffer now. They’ve suffered enough.
Don’t know if the question was really directed to me or if you sent it to me by mistake, but thank you anyway, anon. This was fun and made me use my imagination, which has become rusty lately.
Whump Prompt 4
The whumpee is recaptured along with their team. The team knows about the time the whumpee has spent in captivity, but they aren’t aware of the details. They are stunned when the whumpee almost immediately reverts to their mindset during the capture (either because of conditioning or to save their friends), submitting to the whumper, kneeling before them and behaving like a loyal servant.
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Stress Positions
Just your regular Saturday evening, thinking about stress positions… have some fun ways to tie your whumpees up and cause them pain!
- hang them by the wrists, letting their feet just barely reach the floor, then make them lose their footing and watch them struggle as their arms are left to take all their weight
- bonus points if their wrists or arms are already broken so they’re in even more agony
- make them stand on tiptoes and tie a rope around their neck and see how long they it takes for them to pass out
- make them do those weird exercises where you have to stay in a particular position for a while (planks, wall sits) and punish them if they fall
- tie their hands behind their back and then hang them up by their wrists so their arms are dislocated (so, strappado basically)
- make them stand with their arms up or holding a heavy object for a long time (thanks to @whumping-newbie for the suggestion, this one is particularly fun because it’s also a display of obedience to the whumper)
- force them to kneel on something uneven like gravel or rice and hit them if they try to move or make themselves more comfortable
- make them sit on a stool and tie their hands to their ankles or make them sit on the edge for a long time
- make them sit cross legged and tie their neck to their ankles (apparently this was an actual thing that was done so yeah)
That is all I can think of for now, but please do add more if anything comes to mind!
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Your Whump Word(s) of the Day
“Tell me where it hurts.”
“Does it hurt here?” The hand pressed deep into his side, crunching the broken ribcage, and he sucked in a pained breath. Don’t cry out, don’t cry out…
His captor smirked. “No? Not there? How about…” His hands hover over the other’s restrained body. “Here.” His fingers sank into the open wound.
“Ah!”
“Oh, does that hurt you?” The captor’s eyes shined as he pressed harder.
O908 People I’d Like to Know Better
I was tagged by @whumping-newbie. Thank you so much
1. Name. Di
2. Birthday. - n/a
3. Zodiac Sign. Cancer
4. Height. 161 cm (sorry, I use the metric system)
5. Hobbies. Reading, writing, daydreaming, tv shows and films
6. Favorite Color[s]. Purple, green, orange.
7. Favorite Books. Everything Tolkien
8. Last Song Listened To. The World Was Wide Enough from Hamilton
9. Last Film Watched. John Wick 3
10. Inspiration For Muse. Don’t have a steady muse yet.
11. Dream job. Writer or journalist.
12. Meaning of URL. I wanted something to do with whump and this is the first one that came to mind.
I don’t tag anyone cuz I’m still too shy. I’m sorry.
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Whumper gatherings
So I was chatting to @scath001 and together we came up with the incredibly fun idea of whumper gatherings. Just imagine it, all the whumpers getting together at a fancy party, and showing off their whumpees:
The whumpers could bring their whumpees with them, so all the others would see their particular style of whump:
- is their whumpee obediently kneeling by their side?
- are they collared?
- used as a piece of furniture?
Imagine the things the whumpers might say about their pets:
- “My darling is so adorable. They listen so well.”
- “Well mine stayed still the whole time and begged so nicely to be hurt more.”
- “I got myself a new toy for Christmas. Just look at them.”
- “This one’s a bit of a handful, but I’m sure they’ll make a lovely pet with a bit of training.”
SEE that auction thing got me thinking. If the whumpees are being bought and sold, what if they are being given as gifts to other whumpers?
So the whumper that bought them gets them all wrapped up in ribbon or something and gives them as a gift to someone.
This leads to some interesting dynamics, like:
Reluctant Whumper Stuff (my fave). The recipient of the gift is horrified at the idea. They don’t know the whumpee, but they feel so bad for them. Maybe they have to mistreat them openly, but privately they are trying to help them, maybe try to get them out, back home, but they are so conditioned that the whumpee feels like they have failed their new master?
Full On Whumper. This is basically one sadistic whumper gifting a “fresh” whumpee to a particularly cruel whumper, who is known for their little pets having their spirits broken within days, whilst other whumpers are more… slow burn kind of training.
and more!
Another thing I feel like if they are auctioning off whumpees, what if there are specific like categories for them?
Does the whumper want an already broken, compliant, obedient whumpee that they don’t want to train?
Or do they want the challenge of breaking a whumpee? Because there’s fiercely, openly defiant whumpees and quieter, more begging whumpees.
This got so dark I am sorry. But an auction scenario is a pretty sweet idea.
thewhumpster
Oh my god I love this. Catch me writing an auction one-shot soon, but until then…more whumper gathering stuff!
- The whumper dressing up the whumpee extremely fancy to show off to their sadistic friends
- Maybe it’s a real person outfit and the whumpee simply trails behind them silently, looking like a normal person but acting like a pet/loyal object.
- Or perhaps the whumpee gets dressed into an elaborate costume that only demeans them further, tugged around on a leash
- And the whumpees interacting…whew
- maybe the whumpers leave their whumpees locked in a room during dinner instead of kneeling/sitting on the floor
- Some get to talking, sharing their stories (hesitantly at first). Most of them are newer, a couple years in captivity. some are afraid and some show off false bravado.
- Others don’t speak, won’t even make eye contact with the other whumpees. They stay perfectly still, it’s almost like they aren’t there. Those are the ones thatve been there the longest.
- A couple of the whumpees are muzzled. Those are the ones that are very new and belong to the most sadistic whumpers there. The others didn’t get taken out until around a year into their captivity, but these whumpees have already been so conditioned in their short period of time that they show no discomfort with the muzzle. These unfortunate whumpees usually never get the muzzles taken off.
- *sighs wistfully* anyways, whumpee auctions!
- Two sides of the room: trained and untrained, organized by gender and then grouped by size and appearance.
- Most of the whumpees are in individual glass cages barely wide and tall enough for them to stand upright, but some are sold in groups instead.
- The untrained whumpees have been in captivity for a couple weeks at most, some are captured the day of their auction.
- Their eyes are all red from tears, all visibly shaking. Most of them are muzzled, but some are roughly gagged instead. Some of them are even drugged into a dazed stupor, but those are usually the strong & defiant whumpees.
- The popular “dog catchers” dress up their untrained whumpees, but all the others are dirty and bloody and wearing rags
- Then there’s the trained whumpees, completely different.
- They aren’t muzzled. They stand completely silent, their eyes focused on the floor. They don’t flinch when the gavel hits, they don’t react to the needle puncturing their skin and drugging them for easy transfer. They don’t care anymore, and that’s what scares the untrained whumpees the most.
- The whumpers stroll along, examining the whumpees with care. Some only watch and stare, but others get physical. They’ll have a guard come and handle the whumpee for further examination, but sometimes the more “experienced” whumpers will manhandle the whumpees themselves.
- Don’t forget that the auctioneer has whumpees too!!
One of my whumpees is an auctioneer’s whumpee but I’m not gonna spoil who but feel free to guess - But anyways
- The new whumpees are wide eyed as the collar is attached, turning them into a pet into a person
- The experienced whumpees honestly couldn’t care less
This was SUPER LONG but damn, I just love this stuff sm
omg I love all of this so much
- With a single glance, anyone can tell how long a particular whumpee has been in captivity.
- The whumper’s refer to their whumpee’s by pet names and tell them to do tricks for their audience
- The defiant whumpees get punished publicly in front of all the other whumpee’s as a warning
- A whumper that has multiple whumpees only brings their favorite to the gathering, or brings all of them and only lets one out to follow them
I don’t know why this came to mind but imagine a single whumpee is in the room with a lot of whumpers and they play sadistic games with the whumpee (maybe just after they’ve been auctioned? Or maybe after they have received the whumpee as a gift?)
Maybe they blindfold them and force them to crawl around, following the voices and getting petted like a dog. If they’re too slow or too hesitant or flinch away when touched, they get zapped with a shock collar.
Maybe they chain the whumpee up and take turns whipping them. The winner is “decided” when the whumpee starts begging for them to stop (a bit like pass the parcel?).
They force the whumpee to sit in a stress position whilst they are all talking and chatting and they punish the whumpee if they move or shift.
The whumpee is rewarded if the whumpers decide they’ve done enough to earn a reward (can lead to arguments between the owner and the others). Rewards could include being fed scraps of food from the party, being promised that they can have a blanket when they’re taken home, or even simply having their wounds treated.
Just… Playing games at the whumpee’s expense for the whumper’s entertainment.
Some more additions that I’m going to add, I had way too much fun discussing this with @straight-to-the-pain, bless their soul. I am including some non con in here so viewer discretion is advised. (They will be placed under the keep reading tab)
Tw: noncon
I imagine the party being a private social networking function as well besides being just a party gathering of some sort so a password is required or the whumper has to receive an invite to enter.
Whumpees forced to attend by their whumpers despite being under the weather.
Whumpees fighting through illness, trying not to sway, trying their hardest to be obedient and upright as they should.
Whumpers being well known for their crafts and specialisation! Famous whumpers being patronised by other lesser known/ new whumpers.
- Chemist whumper selling or giving out samples of their latest sedative/ drug to other whumpers to try it on their whumpee.
- Artist whumpers being given a string of whumpees to mark from various other whumpers.
- Doctor whumpers on standby to heal injured whumpees or whumpers should anything go too far. Cost can always be settled later. They could even heal the whumpees just so that they can be tortured again.
- Doctor whumpers performing surgery to further “perfect” the whumpee.
- Magician whumper performing tricks for their audiences, hurting the whumpee in various stunts.
- Magician whumpers forcing their whumpee to perform various stunts.
Displaying the whumpee; for whatever reason.
- Winged whumpees beautifully perched in bird cages to show off their wings.
- Winged whumpees pinned to a board, encased in a glass case like a butterfly in a butterfly collection.
- Monster whumpees gaged or muzzled, their neck collared and chained to a pole.
- Using monster whumpees to act as guard dogs.
- whumpees forced on pedestals and forced to hold their position like a statue.
- Whumpee forced to perform an aerial silk dance.
bringingthewhumperflies
- Whumpees ganging up on each other either from fear, group mentality or force
- Looking for a sympathetic face in a crowd
I might add more later but I’m at work
@bigbangwhump your tags are awesome. Whumpee begging to go home? Whumper enjoying the fear in them? Deciding to stay extra late anyway? Hecking great stuff.
Thank you!
Imagine the whumpee’s horrible realization that they’ve come to think of their torture chamber as home, that they long to return there.
The whumper making them beg more and more, making them promise everything, anything they can give just to leave that place.
The whumper agreeing to leave early, but once they’re alone, they do the thing the whumpee hates most of all.
The whumper promising to leave early if the whumpee does something humiliating/painful in front of everyone, but then the whumper reveals that they lied.
The whumpee who hates touching/being touched by the whumper, curling at the whumper’s feet, at the whumper’s side, hiding their face against the whumper’s chest, hoping their whumper would protect them from the other ones.
Whump Prompt 3
Strong, confident whumpees brought low. Proud, tough whumpees forced to kneel and beg. Kings and queens writhing in their own filth. Leaders and commanders whom no one has ever been able to hurt before, until there comes the whumper, stronger or more cunning than them, and they lose everything.
“There is something perversely beautiful in watching someone as strong as you brought so low,” the whumper says, tracing a finger along the whumpee’s face.
bigbangwhump reblogged
Whumper gatherings
So I was chatting to @scath001 and together we came up with the incredibly fun idea of whumper gatherings. Just imagine it, all the whumpers getting together at a fancy party, and showing off their whumpees:
The whumpers could bring their whumpees with them, so all the others would see their particular style of whump:
- is their whumpee obediently kneeling by their side?
- are they collared?
- used as a piece of furniture?
Imagine the things the whumpers might say about their pets:
- “My darling is so adorable. They listen so well.”
- “Well mine stayed still the whole time and begged so nicely to be hurt more.”
- “I got myself a new toy for Christmas. Just look at them.”
- “This one’s a bit of a handful, but I’m sure they’ll make a lovely pet with a bit of training.”
SEE that auction thing got me thinking. If the whumpees are being bought and sold, what if they are being given as gifts to other whumpers?
So the whumper that bought them gets them all wrapped up in ribbon or something and gives them as a gift to someone.
This leads to some interesting dynamics, like:
Reluctant Whumper Stuff (my fave). The recipient of the gift is horrified at the idea. They don’t know the whumpee, but they feel so bad for them. Maybe they have to mistreat them openly, but privately they are trying to help them, maybe try to get them out, back home, but they are so conditioned that the whumpee feels like they have failed their new master?
Full On Whumper. This is basically one sadistic whumper gifting a “fresh” whumpee to a particularly cruel whumper, who is known for their little pets having their spirits broken within days, whilst other whumpers are more… slow burn kind of training.
and more!
Another thing I feel like if they are auctioning off whumpees, what if there are specific like categories for them?
Does the whumper want an already broken, compliant, obedient whumpee that they don’t want to train?
Or do they want the challenge of breaking a whumpee? Because there’s fiercely, openly defiant whumpees and quieter, more begging whumpees.
This got so dark I am sorry. But an auction scenario is a pretty sweet idea.
thewhumpster
Oh my god I love this. Catch me writing an auction one-shot soon, but until then…more whumper gathering stuff!
- The whumper dressing up the whumpee extremely fancy to show off to their sadistic friends
- Maybe it’s a real person outfit and the whumpee simply trails behind them silently, looking like a normal person but acting like a pet/loyal object.
- Or perhaps the whumpee gets dressed into an elaborate costume that only demeans them further, tugged around on a leash
- And the whumpees interacting…whew
- maybe the whumpers leave their whumpees locked in a room during dinner instead of kneeling/sitting on the floor
- Some get to talking, sharing their stories (hesitantly at first). Most of them are newer, a couple years in captivity. some are afraid and some show off false bravado.
- Others don’t speak, won’t even make eye contact with the other whumpees. They stay perfectly still, it’s almost like they aren’t there. Those are the ones thatve been there the longest.
- A couple of the whumpees are muzzled. Those are the ones that are very new and belong to the most sadistic whumpers there. The others didn’t get taken out until around a year into their captivity, but these whumpees have already been so conditioned in their short period of time that they show no discomfort with the muzzle. These unfortunate whumpees usually never get the muzzles taken off.
- *sighs wistfully* anyways, whumpee auctions!
- Two sides of the room: trained and untrained, organized by gender and then grouped by size and appearance.
- Most of the whumpees are in individual glass cages barely wide and tall enough for them to stand upright, but some are sold in groups instead.
- The untrained whumpees have been in captivity for a couple weeks at most, some are captured the day of their auction.
- Their eyes are all red from tears, all visibly shaking. Most of them are muzzled, but some are roughly gagged instead. Some of them are even drugged into a dazed stupor, but those are usually the strong & defiant whumpees.
- The popular “dog catchers” dress up their untrained whumpees, but all the others are dirty and bloody and wearing rags
- Then there’s the trained whumpees, completely different.
- They aren’t muzzled. They stand completely silent, their eyes focused on the floor. They don’t flinch when the gavel hits, they don’t react to the needle puncturing their skin and drugging them for easy transfer. They don’t care anymore, and that’s what scares the untrained whumpees the most.
- The whumpers stroll along, examining the whumpees with care. Some only watch and stare, but others get physical. They’ll have a guard come and handle the whumpee for further examination, but sometimes the more “experienced” whumpers will manhandle the whumpees themselves.
- Don’t forget that the auctioneer has whumpees too!!
One of my whumpees is an auctioneer’s whumpee but I’m not gonna spoil who but feel free to guess - But anyways
- The new whumpees are wide eyed as the collar is attached, turning them into a pet into a person
- The experienced whumpees honestly couldn’t care less
This was SUPER LONG but damn, I just love this stuff sm
omg I love all of this so much
- With a single glance, anyone can tell how long a particular whumpee has been in captivity.
- The whumper’s refer to their whumpee’s by pet names and tell them to do tricks for their audience
- The defiant whumpees get punished publicly in front of all the other whumpee’s as a warning
- A whumper that has multiple whumpees only brings their favorite to the gathering, or brings all of them and only lets one out to follow them
I don’t know why this came to mind but imagine a single whumpee is in the room with a lot of whumpers and they play sadistic games with the whumpee (maybe just after they’ve been auctioned? Or maybe after they have received the whumpee as a gift?)
Maybe they blindfold them and force them to crawl around, following the voices and getting petted like a dog. If they’re too slow or too hesitant or flinch away when touched, they get zapped with a shock collar.
Maybe they chain the whumpee up and take turns whipping them. The winner is “decided” when the whumpee starts begging for them to stop (a bit like pass the parcel?).
They force the whumpee to sit in a stress position whilst they are all talking and chatting and they punish the whumpee if they move or shift.
The whumpee is rewarded if the whumpers decide they’ve done enough to earn a reward (can lead to arguments between the owner and the others). Rewards could include being fed scraps of food from the party, being promised that they can have a blanket when they’re taken home, or even simply having their wounds treated.
Just… Playing games at the whumpee’s expense for the whumper’s entertainment.
Some more additions that I’m going to add, I had way too much fun discussing this with @straight-to-the-pain, bless their soul. I am including some non con in here so viewer discretion is advised. (They will be placed under the keep reading tab)
Tw: noncon
I imagine the party being a private social networking function as well besides being just a party gathering of some sort so a password is required or the whumper has to receive an invite to enter.
Whumpees forced to attend by their whumpers despite being under the weather.
Whumpees fighting through illness, trying not to sway, trying their hardest to be obedient and upright as they should.
Whumpers being well known for their crafts and specialisation! Famous whumpers being patronised by other lesser known/ new whumpers.
- Chemist whumper selling or giving out samples of their latest sedative/ drug to other whumpers to try it on their whumpee.
- Artist whumpers being given a string of whumpees to mark from various other whumpers.
- Doctor whumpers on standby to heal injured whumpees or whumpers should anything go too far. Cost can always be settled later. They could even heal the whumpees just so that they can be tortured again.
- Doctor whumpers performing surgery to further “perfect” the whumpee.
- Magician whumper performing tricks for their audiences, hurting the whumpee in various stunts.
- Magician whumpers forcing their whumpee to perform various stunts.
Displaying the whumpee; for whatever reason.
- Winged whumpees beautifully perched in bird cages to show off their wings.
- Winged whumpees pinned to a board, encased in a glass case like a butterfly in a butterfly collection.
- Monster whumpees gaged or muzzled, their neck collared and chained to a pole.
- Using monster whumpees to act as guard dogs.
- whumpees forced on pedestals and forced to hold their position like a statue.
- Whumpee forced to perform an aerial silk dance.
#ffffffffffffffff#this are all...#like galaxy brain ideas#you're all geniuses#amazing#this is my jam#like imagine whumpee is more or less used to their whumper#and then they're brought to the gathering#and everything is so new#and unexpected#and worse worse worse#they beg the whumper to take them back home#to protect them#ahhhh#ugh so all the warnings#non-con#rape tw#humiliation#slavery#collars#everything else#longpost
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Whump Prompt XVIII
“Now what will it be?” the whumper asked, “fire or water?”.
The whumpee looked between the pile of burning hot pokers and the waterboarding table, shaking with fear.
“P-please, I can’t decide-”
“You have five seconds.”
“No, wait!”
“Five.”
The whumpee’s heart began pounding.
“Four.”
What to do? Which one? Which one??
“Three.”
The whumpee couldn’t think, they couldn’t breathe, there was just too much stress—
“Two.”
The whumpee began sobbing.
“One.”
They let out one last desperate wail.
“Alright then,” the whumper shrugged. “Both it is.”
Whump Prompt 2
The whumpee being forced to kiss the whumper’s gun or a torture device they are going to use on them.
The whumpee being forced to kiss the whumpers’ whip, while it is still glistening with their blood.
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Anonymous asked:
What do you think of this: a caretaker getting a recovering whumpee to sleep (for whatever reason) by softly singing/humming to them while gently rocking them, kissing their hair, and stroking their back, until the whumpee falls asleep.
What do I think?
I think the dictionary definition of that is p e r f e c t i o n.
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Even More Comfort ™
Also for your consideration: the whumpee is lying on the floor and crying so the caretaker gently places the whumpee’s head in their lap and just sits there for a while.
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Something that always makes me weak: when the whumpee is laying down or tied down and the whumper straddles them. The false intimacy. The way it makes the whumpee question the intent. The humiliation potential. Plus they can be pinned so easily.
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Cigarette Burns
I know I already wrote this one, but I've been thinking about it all evening so here goes:
The whumpee watches as the whumper smokes, cigarette burning down to a glowing stub. They approach, slow and teasing, bringing the bright end of it closer and closer to the whumpee. Finally, it touches skin and the whumpee shudders a bit, trying to bite back a rising scream. But the whumper just smiles, grinding it in and holding the whumpee close as they struggle and gasp.
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maniacal-ramblings
Hello there! Do you have any whipping prompts? Especially when the involved character is strong and arrogant who refuses to give in but the more time passes, the more broken and exhausted he gets?
“How many was that?”
The question sounded like it came from underwater, but he’d heard it enough times to know what the other had said.
“Forty-” he hesitated, eyes closing as he braced his head against his arms, breathing heavily. His wrist were tied to the wooden post, holding him upright even though his knees had given out halfway through. Something trickled down his back, blood or sweat, maybe both. “Forty-si-seven. Forty seven.” Forty-seven fiery strikes down his spine from the stinging leather. At least, since he had been convinced to start counting.
“Are you sure?”
He scowled against the pole, wincing heavily since his face was hidden behind his arms. Pain crawled across his back, over his shoulders, around his ribs. Everything burned. He wasn’t sure. He had lost count at the tail end of thirty. That was after twenty “ones” that had been repeated, until he’d been started keeping count himself like they wanted. It was more around fifty or sixty in total, so no, he wasn’t fucking sure.
“Forty-seven” he repeated more firmly the second time, glancing over his shoulder to the one holding the whip behind him. Bad idea. His stomach rolled at the sight of blood splattered on the ground, darkening the brown leather of the whip. He waited, for some kind of noise, sound, confirmation from the other. They were silent for too long. Then the whip cracked, he snatched back a yelp, a broken cry escaping his breathless lungs.
“One-”
“Forty-eight-f-forty-six! I don’t fucking know! Stop-just stop!” He yanked against the ropes, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. He couldn’t do this again. He couldn’t keep doing this.
“One- come now, you know what to do.”
The whip snapped against his lower back and he arched forward, trying to escape its cruel bite.
“O-one,” he breathed back weakly, collapsing against the beam.
“Only forty-nine more to go. Try not to lose track this time.”
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