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Why do men send dick pics? Like you just gave me black mail for free. I’m going to send it to your work and family xoxo
Like, practicing my constitutional rights, and then being threatened to get kicked out, loke that sort of not doing anything wrong cause I might get in trouble?
Then yes, every-damn-time.
Prompt #207
“You’re not as safe as you think, Hero. Because I know your little secret, and I’m notorious for spilling.”
Fresh from Mr. Jelly’s Box of One Hundred Hands.
Whumper pressed down on the button again and A’s body went rigid, a choked off gasp as their back arched up by the shocks coursing through them.
“Stop! Please stop!” B screamed desperately, straining from their own bounds. “What do you want us to do? what do you want from us?”
“Nothing.” Whumper gave a smug smile, not letting up and not stopping. B could feel their eyes prick with tears. They were helpless, they couldn’t do anything to help their friend.
“I just wanted to remind you not to disobey me again.”
“Ok, ok. We won’t. We won’t do that again, I promise just please, stop. They can’t, they can’t breathe.” B pleaded in sobs.
Whumper looked down at them and pouted his lips like he was thinking it over. Then he let go of the remote and A took a shuddering breath that sounded like they air shredded their lungs.
“You better not.” Whumper said. He moved closer to B and pulled their head up by their hair in a painful grip, forcing them to look up. “You wouldn’t want a collar like your friend over there, would you?”
B glanced at A who had curled up in a shivering ball laying on the floor, otherwise they didn’t move. B swallowed and looked back at whumper. Their heart was beating rabbit-fast.
“I, I could take it instead. Instead of A, I could have the… the collar.”
“B… no.” A croaked weakly from their corner but B didn’t let go of Whumper’s eyes, hoping for only a second…
“Do you think I’m stupid? There’s a reason it’s your friend that has it and you should know why.” Whumper kicked B swiftly and let them crumble down with a pained wheeze.