#slave whump

[justbreakonme]

Slave whumpee being gifted to a royal that they haven’t seen yet. They clean empty rooms, tend fires for no one, dust knock knacks for no one to look at.

It’s both the safest they’d felt in a long time and also the most afraid. Dread haunts them for when the royal finally does show up, but in the meantime, they’re taking orders from someone else, someone without the authority to really hurt them.

They try not to let themselves slack, but one day, they struggle to keep up. Their head is pounding, everything aches, and they find themself curling up on the floor in front of the fireplace “for just a moment, swear it” because they’re just so cold…

Waking up to a blanket draped over them, a pillow tucked under their head, the royal they’d been given to sitting in an armchair watching them thoughtfully.

[pvtashby]

Whumpee who has finally been rescued after several long months. When unchained, they get up slowly, needing help. They shake when they’re finally upright. They struggle to speak, resorting to body language and gestures. They walk slowly, warily, scrutinizing the hands moving around them, not caring to look at the faces.

When they’re home, they look at the food Caretaker offered them as if it would be taken away as soon as they reached for it. They take everything in as if it’s the first time they’ve seen it, they’re overwhelmed by everything they were deprived of and now have back. Warm water to bathe with. A blanket to sleep under, a mattress to rest on top of. Meals they don’t have to beg for.

Once Caretaker finally leaves them alone for the night, they cry.

[the-bloody-sadist]

His favorite spot

OCs: Taushin and Angel from Dancing With Death (if you’re interested in a sample, their story starts here )

This is the most nonsexual partial nudity ever btw so if tumblr tries to delete me I may have an aneurysm….

[whack-a-clown]

Something about condescending whumper just hits right. They sound sweet enough to add a sickening contrast to what they’re saying.

Condescending whumper prompts:

- “do you think that’s a good choice?”

- pet names using “little” in front of them!!: (little doll, little slave, little flower, etc.)

- listening to whumpee’s screaming fit, waiting until they fall silent and simply saying; “are you done?”

- explaining literally everything, even though whumpee can understand.

- moving whumpee into the position they want them to be in instead of telling them.

- overwhelming praise for every little correct thing whumpee says or does.

Feel free to add more!!

[tracingthetapestry]

former slave whumpee who's been rescued, but they still have to continue playing that role. caretaker who hates to act as an owner, who hates the idea of being anything like whumper— but has no choice either. if they want to get out, they'll have to do this. and anyways, they have it much easier than whumpee.

and after one of those acts, even if caretaker was so careful to not be excessively cruel, to not remind whumpee of a wretched time— whumpee leans against them, despondent and non-responsive. eyes glazed and vacant, completely unaware of the outside world.

but caretaker needs them here. they need them to— focus. shaking whumpee by the shoulders the moment they have privacy. gently tapping their cheeks, holding their jaw and looking into their eyes, pressing one of whumpee's hand to their chest, breathing deep and even. bringing whumpee back.

"please," they whisper the moment they are capable of coherency. "please don't make me do it again," they just want to sleep. go away. remain in their thoughts where it's all pleasant and—

a sharp tap against their cheek. "stay," caretaker commands. "it's not over yet." there is no room for an argument in their words. not like whumpee would be capable of one at the moment, anyways.

whumpee nods, then says out loud, "okay," at the sharp look from caretaker. it's not over yet.

they hang on to the yet. they have no other choice if they want to make out of this place with their mind intact.

[acta-est-fabula-plaudite]

Whumper who has Whumpee sitting down beside their chair on the floor while Whumper talks with their friends, eating and drinking.

Whumper who cuts their food into small pieces, hand feeding it to Whumpee while sparing no glance towards them.

[for-the-ouchies]

Practice dummy whumpee. You want to practice beating someone up? You rent out whumpee? You want to practice stitching a wound? You rent out whumpee. You want to practice having sex? You rent out whumpee.

I'd assume whumper makes quite a lot of money from this. Though there might not even be a whumper involved- whumpee might just have the connections in place to rent themselves out. What? It's a living.

[pyrepostings]

whumpee whose job it is to take care of the garden, but also isnt allowed outside without permission. whumpee watching from a window in early spring like please let me out please theres clover All Over the flowerbeds, please let me fertalize the grass before the spring rains please please please-

hosing all the dirt and bugs off in the yard before coming inside.

caretaker who needs to set rules for how long whumpee is in the garden on a hot day. one hour max before a half hour Inside water break. wear your sunhat and sunscreen. Where are your gardenin gloves how did whumper not at least let you have those i thought they wanted you clean. What are you Doing reaching your hand into that dead bunch of branches we have Black Widows here-

caretaker bringing whumpee to the gardening store and letting it pick out what it wants in the garden. Whumpee first picking out plants its familliar with, ones whumper always liked. Later, it decides it hates all of whumper's plants and tears them all up and starts over with new ones that Whumpee actually likes.

(catharsis in ripping them all up? Different enviroment meaning whumper's plants don't do as well which could either be symbolism or a point of great distress for a perfectionism infused whumpee? The old ones not being dug up properly and coming back later to whumpee's distress?)