Summer of Whump: #9- Bugs (Harper and Dark)
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CW: claustrophobia, bugs, water torture, dehumanization, non con kissing, mind-breaking, physical/verbal/mental abuse
The girl’s muscles cramped as she laid still, her struggle to breathe getting worse. She was cramped, too cramped in her tight cage, terrified as she waited for him to return. The dark cage scared her, just like that small space in the closet and that fucking bastard knew that. But she deserved it. She failed to please him now she must face the punishment.
Punishment? This is torture!
But she couldn’t be bothered to listen to herself. The walls were closing in even as they remained still, and the dark mass surrounding her began to suffocate her. It was too much. Fuck staying still, she needed out.
So she banged on the container as hard as she could, putting all of her anger, pain, and fear into the blows. She ignored her knuckles slowly becoming red with blood, her tears covering her face. She couldn’t, she couldn’t stay here-
A light opened from the top of the cage that halted her movements, and through the little light given, Harper could make out a small box making its way into her confinement.
What’s in there? What is he-
Harper screamed as hundreds of bugs dropped from the container and into the cage and started to crawl all over her. There were so many, and so many different kinds. They went in all different directions, poking into her skin with their legs and brushing up against her with their antennas. Ants, centipedes, beetles, and cicadas were crawling all over her; some even bit her. She desperately tried to wipe them off with her hands, but more came. She screamed and cried, never noticing the dark, cruel laugh of someone outside her prison.
Finally, after god knows how long she was trapped with those bugs, the door to the cage fully opened and Harper was picked up by gloved hands. She was thrown to the floor of a shower, and immediately cold water splashed over her body.
She gasped in surprise and regretted it, throat raw and scratched from the time she had spent screaming. She managed to stay still as the head of the nozzle was directed towards various parts of her body, soaking her clothes but managing to remove all of the bugs. It stopped once all of them were removed.
Harper finally looked up to the unreadable face of her Master, whose dry and clean composure mocked her wet and shivering form.
“What did you learn?” Dark said after a moment of silence.
Harper was still.
What did I learn? I cooked his meal, everything was fine until he put me in this box-
Dark sprayed her again, making her jump out of her thoughts.
“I-” She had to stop and swallow, her throat was lined with abuse. “I do-don’t know wh-what I le-learned, sir.”
“Of course you don’t, you stupid thing,” her tormentor sighed, throwing the nozzle down and making Harper flinch.
“My steak was undercooked. Eating raw food is dangerous, it could have killed me. You’re damn lucky I’m going easy on you for doing something like that.”
“I’m sorr-”
“Shut the fuck up while I’m talking. Raw food is not only dangerous for me to eat, but it can also attract unwanted bugs.”
Oh, that’s what this whole thing was for.
“So, I’ll ask you again. What. Did. You. Learn?”
Now Harper understood. “I learned not to u-undercook the food I prepare for my Master.”
Dark smiled. “Good pet. Up.”
Harper hastily stood up, still feeling the phantom movements of the bugs crawling on her. She gasped as the man quickly grabbed her hips, trapping her against him, before pulling their lips together into a rough kiss. Harper suppressed a shiver as a tongue found its way into her mouth, moving and sucking until she could barely breathe.
He stopped, stared at her broken self, and dropped her hard onto the ground. He stared down at her in disgust, like the kiss they just shared meant nothing.
“Do that again and you’ll beg for the box.”
Dark didn’t see the girl’s head nod in affirmation as he strolled off, and couldn’t see Harper curl up on the ground, sobbing and shivering.
I swear I won’t mess up again. I’ll learn to be good, please. I’ll be good for you.
