“CAN'T MAKE AN OMELET WITHOUT BREAKING A FEW DAYS”
DAY 13 - WHUMPTOBER
Trigger warning! Bad timeline, dislocating shoulder, cracking, relocating shoulder, barbed wire / barbed wire restraints, pet whump, punishment,
Here we are again, but this time, Ashtyn's punishment would make sense. In his little “Doggy duel” he lost, with every punch he threw, getting thrown by his shoulder, and kept on missing. Which would be his biggest mistake in the fight, losing awfully.
At Least the men gave Ashtyn about an hour to rest considering he passed out due to a straight jab to the side of his head, owch.
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When Ashtyn woke up, he’d be getting barbed wire wrapped around his wrists to the chair arms, waking up to the smell of his own flesh getting cut by the barbed wire. Of course, nobody was holding him down but the men would be standing there to make sure nothing escalated. So! Like any human response, he’d scream, yelping as he’d stand up with his right leg trying to pull his arm away from the barb wire, causing even more damage as a response.
His forearms tissue just got ripped as he’d stand up with the barbed wire, piercing even more in, with every tug he gave, screaming out in pain. “TAK-A- TAKE IT OFF!”
Alyx would loudly speak up, taking his approach walking to Ashtyn “SIT, DOWN.”
Tears would start filling at the corners of ashtyn's eyes, it felt like they were burning as he’d bite right down on his bottom lip, with the skin of ashtyn's lip, getting bitten right off, as he’d continue desperately in an rather hopeless manner to remove his bleeding wrist from the barb wire, with it continuing to dig deeper.
Alyx would just grab ahold of ashtyn's shoulder, jerking him back over to the chair, and propping him down into the chair, ashtyn would just steam up into a fit, and hitted, smacked- whatever, towards alyx's way, with ashtyn jerking the free hand down, grabbing more barbed wire and wrapping it around ashtyn's wrist, with it getting cut from every movement ashtyn conducted to avoid it getting restrained-
Ashtyn's head would finally get the memo after some blood curdling screams, with stompings of his feet against the chair, his head hitching back against the chair's head placement with his face going red, inhales would be taken, just to have a sob filled exhale afterwards.
"He should be good, he can stomp whenever he wants. It won't change anything." Vincent spoke, with ashtyn's head resting to his shoulder, with tears rolling down his face.
Vincent would just grab the other shoulder, as Alyx went to the other shoulder, grabbing hold of a death grip on that shoulder, with Ashtyn's head still resting against his shoulder, completely out of it, looking as if he was going to faint.
SNAPP-SNAP!!
Both of his shoulders would be forcibly dislocated, getting moved completely out of place, right at the same time to add insult to injury.
Ashtyn's shoulders shot up, against the rope he'd begin hysterical crying out, screams emerged from his lungs as his heart was pounding at an inconsistent beat, against his chest, it felt like it honestly got ripped out right there.
But the pain didn't stop there, they'd of course let the pain settle there for a good minute, after all, it was a dislocated shoulder. But they'd keep their grip on the shoulder, keeping Ashtyn as still they could hold him, but all Ashtyn could do was stomp, kick his feet around, letting out rather frustrated noises in his cries with every kick he made, not being all that effective.
And once that minute passed, their death grip came crawling back, tightening the grip on where the bone had been dislocated to, slowly beginning to move it back to place in his shoulder, Ashtyn boiling over & letting out an rather alarming scream, with that being all that he could do was deal with the overgrowing pain he felt. His whole upper body was so stiff.
“FUCU-UC- FUCK!!” Got screamed out repeatedly with a mix of obscene swears and screamed out pleads, following from every light push given the dislocated shoulder, pushing it back into its original placement, til it’d finally pop back into proper placement, leaving ashtyn to pant out his discomfort, as his leg would bounce up and down his head bowing down as tears fell to his lap
For the next few minutes, the agonizing progress of dislocating and relocating ashtyn's shoulder placement would be repeated, for nearly 10 more minutes, giving barely enough time to breathe through the painful progress.
Once it was over, ashtyn's head would be loling around in an extremely fatigued state, unable to put things together from how fatigue he was, with tears endlessly rolling down his face, his face could have been mistaken for a tomato from how red it was, with snot drooping down to make that the cherry on top.
It sounded like Ashtyn was trying to get something out, but the only thing that came out of his lips would be stammered breaths and cries. He really was a distraught wreck, he just really couldn’t think straight, his shoulders have been dislocated and then forced back into place, just to get moved out of place a few seconds later. The only thing he could do to show any resilience is looking away. And even when he did, he’d be faced by one of the men, with one being placed on each side of his shoulder.
“We’ll stop here, it’s not like there’s not much this little ‘guy’ can do afterall, we’ll just leave him here.”
An enervated voice spoke, it was Alyxs, as the death grips on ashtyn's shoulders would be loosen, getting left off.
“You’re right.” Vincent responded in a rather bored tone, getting about 7 reps of dislocating and relocating in for the day! Yippee~! Vincent's eyes would be darted on ashtyns, maintaining brief eye contact, ashtyn having an hate shaked filled look in his eyes, with the eye contact getting broken off when he swallowed one of his sobs.
It goes without saying, the men were anything BUT done with ashtyn, but of course, it was getting late. And both of the men were drained, they’d pick up tomorrow morning. Within just a few minutes they’d leave on their own terms. Ashtyn couldn’t help but sit in agonizing, stabbing pain, til his dog tiredness got to him, and he passed out, his head hanging low.