#kidnapping time

[goddessofbees]

Dick and Tim, Kidnapped for some quality time together

[painsandconfusion]

Pretty Little Noises

Whumping the Whumpers: Part Ten

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Two days ago......Takes place chronologically after this scene. I promise this is the last episodic Anna scene (for now...)

(tw: beating, restrained, stress position (kinda), caning, creepy/intimate whumper, blindfolded, just assume theres gonna be face-grabbing in everything I write)

Anna choked on a gasp as Nate brought the cane down again - this time against her hip. Such a cute little sound.

She looked absolutely perfect. Wrists bound and pulled straight up towards the grid on the ceiling until she could barely stand on her tiptoes. She had started off standing, but soon gave in, hanging on her wrists, twitching as she tried to guess where the next blow would land.

Nate loved seeing that gorgeous fear welling up in her eyes - the girl practically dripped panic - but he thought the blindfold would be much more fun. He reached out slowly with the cane, pressing the tip to her collarbone. Anna convulsed backwards at the touch, gasping again. Nate chuckled.

"So jumpy. It's beautiful, darling. Really." He pulled the cane back and let it snap across her arm. Anna jerked back, letting out a sob. Nate grinned. She really was perfect. He didn't even have to see her eyes to make this good.

He strolled casually around her dangling form, appreciating how she twitched and flinched at every footstep. He pulled back and smashed the cane against the side of her thigh. Anna let out a strangled cry, yanking her legs up.

Nate laughed as she swung back and forth, knees tucked almost all the way to her chest. "Anna, darling, that's not very efficient." He chuckled as he tapped her knees. She immediately straightened them in an attempt to escape his touch. She danced them up and down before finally letting her toes rest on the floor again.

"Much better. Though that was cute, I'm not gonna lie."

Anna didn't respond. Her shaky breaths rushed in and out of her lungs. She twisted her fists, trying to get a better grip on the rope that suspended her. Her wrists were already red from her struggling and jerking against it. Nate was glad he didn't use a softer rope.

Nate stepped up to her. She was biting her lip. "Oh, now that won't do..." He tipped her chin up with his hand, following her effortlessly when she flinched away. She really was so cute. After a moment, she stopped her thrashing, and Nate gently pressed down on her chin with his thumb, pulling her lip back out from between her teeth. "Don't want you to bite that off, do we? No no. You're lips to too cute." He brushed his thumb across her bottom lip. "Have you seen how much they quiver when you cry? I'm not missing out on that, thank you very much."

He gave her a small smile. She chewed her cheek instead.

Nate sighed. "Anna..."

She released her cheek. "S-ssorry."

He smirked. "Much better. I don't want you hurting yourself." He tapped her cheek twice before backing up and circling her again. He twirled the cane idly between his fingers, choosing the next spot. He was a smidge disappointed when she had picked the cane, but this was more fun than he thought it would be. He had been so excited to see her bleed, but the bruises already forming on her skin were so enticing themselves, he almost didn't care that she wasn't bleeding. Tears had already soaked the thin blindfold and were dripping down her jaw.

Nate gripped the cane with both hands, landing four quick, hard blows across her abdomen. Anna cried out and sobbed.

"Hmm..." Nate considered. Not quite a scream.

She had been crying, gasping, and flinching, but no screaming. Nate would fix that.

He circled her slowly, relishing how she pushed her toes against the ground to put an extra inch of space between them. It was adorable.

She jolted and gasped again as he touched the tip of the cane to her hip. He continued circling, letting it drag across her flesh. He almost regretted letting her keep the shirt on. He wanted to be able to see all those lovely flashes of blue, black, and red. Later, maybe.

He snapped the cane down again across her back. She yelped, spinning forward.

Nate chuckled. "Come on, darling. Let me hear you..." He hit her again and again. Her arms and chest. Her thighs. Her shins. Every inch he could reach. She gasped and choked and cried, but she never once screamed. She sagged against the ropes, sobbing as soon as the barrage stopped.

She was closer to breaking than he planned on getting her the first day. She was in pretty bad shape when he found her. Dehydrated, starving, who knows how long she had been shackled to that wall. He didn't want to kill the poor kid on the first night.

"Hm." He held the cane normally. Nate put a hand in his pocket and leaned against the handle of the cane, looking her up and down.

He sighed. He wanted to push her harder. Make her scream no matter what it took. But...Nate was a patient man.

Well, as long as Ethan wasn't in the room. Ethan....Ethan brought out a part of him Nate never knew he had. But for Anna, he could wait. The waiting would make her screams even more delicious.

Nate stepped up to her, slowly, careful not to make a sound. He stopped just inches from her. Close enough to feel her shaky breath on his skin with each sob. He bit back a grin and quietly extended his arm to press the cane flat against her back.

Anna gaped, flinching forward. When she touched him, she yelped and pushed back again. Nate laughed, holding the other end of the cane with his free hand and reeling her back in until she was pressed against him. "Cute, darling. Very cute."

Anna didn't say anything. She tucked her face into her arm. More tears dripped from her jaw.

"Would you like to be done for today?"

Anna's mouth dropped open. She tipped her face towards him.

Nate chuckled. "I did tell you I'd go easy on you for your first day. So, would you like to be done?"

Anna nodded frantically, squirming against him.

"Then let me hear you. Beg me to stop."

Anna's lip was quivering again. It really would be such a shame if something happened to it.

"P-pleasae Ma-um...Nate. Please can I be - d-done?" Her voice was soft, but oh so adorable. He would normally tell her to speak up, but she was just so...cute.

Nate grinned, sliding the cane back. "Good job, darling. Yes, we can be done for today."

He let the cane clatter to the floor, then reached up to untie her blindfold. He kept her face tipped up with a hand on her jaw so he could see her squint and blink against the light before her eyes locked onto his.

They were rimmed with red. She had already cried so much that day, Nate was a little surprised she was still going. She was going to be dehydrated again.

He cradled her face between both hands, rubbing her cheeks softly. Anna flinched so lightly under his touch.

"You did so good today, Anna. I love all the pretty little noises you make." He glanced over her arms. Bruises were blooming so nicely already. "I think we are going to have a lot of fun together. Don't you?"

Anna bit her lip again, tears still falling.

Nate smiled down at her. "Go on. Nod your head."

Anna trembled, but obeyed, slowly tipping her head up and down.

"Aww, good. I'm glad you agree."

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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @heathenwhump @paleassprince @jadeocean46910 @wormwriting @distinctlywhumpthing @happy-whumper @jo-doe-seeking-inspo )

[askthesmuggler]

The Drunken Plot

The mound of paperwork that was stacked atop Kal’s desk hide him from sight as he tirelessly scanned and signed papers “ one hundred Carnodons to Hive world.........MIcah!” kal knocks several piles of papers over so he could see through the mountains of paperwork to his Second in command sitting at his own desk signing work himself “ Why in the Emperors name are we shipping Carnodons to a hiveworld?” The short Cadian merely looked up from his paperwork and shrugged “ Why are we shipping three tons of Redux and Dreamjuice to a Agri-world on the edges of the Emperium?” he describes the shipping manifesto with a raised eyebrow. A flurry of paper is launched about the room as Kal is now standing atop his desk brandishing his powersaber “ Frak to this bullshit I’m a wanted Criminal Lord I wont sign another paper til I’ve destroyed at least one Hive city and my Liver!” he points the blade towards Micah frustration in his voice “ Summon some minions to finish this paperwork! Then Send a Telegraph to Inquisitor Dakka, Tell him the Third Gift is ready and I demand him to meet me at this Hive city if he doesn't come I’m blowing up a Hab sector and blaming it on him” hopping down from the desk and sheathing his blade Kal marches off out of the room defiantly. “If you didn't want to do the bloody paperwork you could have just said so you twat!” Micah yelled after him picking up paperwork off the floor.