#straightjackets

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Captain Marvel Adventures #56, March 1946. C. C. Beck cover pencils & inks.

Info from Grand Comics Database

[nofatclips-home]

Went To A Party by Nick Lowe & Los Straightjackets, live on KEXP

[whump-a-la-mode]

⬤: being called soft things like baby, sweetheart or honey ?

Thank you so much for the ask! For this ask game. 

CW//Straightjackets, struggling, being held down

“I know, honey. I’m so sorry. I’m so, sorry sorry, baby.”

Caretaker’s soft words were not lies-- the fondness they felt was genuine. That didn’t make their racing heartbeat any less real, however.

The sound that emanated from Whumpee’s throat did not sound like a noise that was meant to come from a human. It was more animal than human, certainly, but it was even too aggressive to be called animal. It was almost monstrous.

That was what their original rescuer’s had called them-- a monster.

Whumpee was not a monster, Caretaker knew that better than anyone. They were just scared. But, that fear was undeniably dangerous.

The terror in their eyes was accompanied by bared teeth as Whumpee backed further into their corner. Every few moments, their nervous gaze would flick about, before settling back on Caretaker.

They were so, so scared. But, their wounds needed to be examined, and if they weren’t going to go willingly, then another option would simply have to do.

“You don’t have to be scared, sweetheart, I promise.”

Caretaker took a tiny, cautious step forth. Whumpee scrambled, trying desperately to get further back in their corner, but their spine was already firmly pressed against the wall.

Instead, they simply growled louder.

“You just need to put this jacket on, okay? It’ll be like... Have you ever used a weighted blanket? It’ll be just like that. Like a big hug.”

If Whumpee heard their words, they did not react to them. But, they saw the canvas straightjacket that Caretaker carried, and they recognized it fully. That much was clear by their expression.

It was all for their own good. They needed this.

“Just hold still, baby. I’m gonna put this on you, now. Everything is gonna be okay, I promise.”

They could only hope that Whumpee didn’t see their hand’s furious trembling as they reached it forward, inch by inch, until it was laid atop their hair.

Whumpee growled, but stayed still.

“Yeah, yeah. It’s okay. Just relax, and I’ll put this nice jacket on you, sweetie.”

They ran their fingers through their hair a moment, hoping beyond hope that it would calm them, before withdrawing their hand.

At least the snarling was quieter, now.

“Let’s get this on now.” They painted their face with their very kindest smile. “It’s gonna help you relax. Just like a big blanket.”

They unfolded the straightjacket.

“Everything is going to be okay, baby.”

Caretaker lunged.

The furious struggle could only truly be accurately described as a tangle of limbs, or perhaps a cacophony of screeching. When it was all over, Caretaker had a countless number of new scars, and Whumpee lay whimpering on the floor-- arms tightly bound to their torso by thick canvas and leather straps.

Caretaker reached out once more, using the straightjacket’s chest straps as leverage to force their ward to their feet, though they fought it all the way.

Whumpee shook so hard they could barely keep their balance.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. Everything is going to be just fine. The doctor will see you, now.”

[melodux]

How Yoshikage Kira (Pt. 4) Would Act During No Nut November

(not) safe for work! per usual

cw:  dom/sub lifestyle, stockholm syndrome, mentions of murder, and straightjackets.

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- With your fingers in his mouth, he said that as long as you followed his orders, you could stay with him for the month.

- He said it didn't matter if you said your goodbyes, you'll disappear anyway. It's better to give the people you're leaving behind hope that you're still out there somewhere.

- On the way to his house, he asks how you keep your hands so pretty.

- You tell him someone else does it for you.

- The first week you're there, he keeps you in a straightjacket, locked in a room while he's away.

- When he's home you're free to wander the house out of restraints, but under his watchful eye.

- Aside from that, Kira's surprisingly nice to you; he cooks you good meals, buys you expensive gifts that are mostly accessories for your hands.

- He even gives you nightly manicures done in his particular fashion: no nail polish, file only in one direction, and moisturizing.

- It's the praise he showers you in while you give him regular handjobs that makes you feel good in a funny way.

- He always stops you before he finishes. It's peculiar, but you're not exactly complaining. He's usually in a position to cum on your face.

- The second week, he spells out everything that he would like you to do. You will be rewarded if everything is to his liking, if not, you will be punished.

- You're tasked with doing all the housekeeping, and to only address him as Sir.

- You don't see any choice you have in the matter, so you comply.

- He reminds you to keep your hands in perfect condition.

- That night Kira asks you to sleep in the same bed as him. And this time, use both your mouth and your hands to pleasure him.

- While he's laying there, moaning softly, trying his hardest to keep himself from bucking up into your mouth, you reflect on your situation.

- This isn't so bad, you could get used to this.

- As the week goes on, you desire him more. You want him to get off.

- But he always stops you. Warns you not to continue. His warning foretells more than a simple slap on the wrist.

- The morning after he warns you, he corners you in the kitchen while you're finishing up preparing breakfast.

- "I knew you'd be trouble when I picked you. That's why I picked you. So of course I'm prepared to handle you. You will wear this vibrator until I say you can take it out. You are not allowed to touch yourself, or orgasm. I still expect your usual duties from you. Clear?"

- He hoists you up on the kitchen counter to put it in. Then leaves you to serve breakfast.

- While you eat, Kira plays with his phone. The intensity of the vibrations inside you change levels. It's remote-controlled. He's pleased with the results.

- He calls his house phone on his lunch break to listen to you whine and plead to be allowed to cum, while he toyed with the different vibration levels.

- That night, he releases you from your punishment. Kira praises you that you've done so well while you're sucking his cock.

- You act up every now and again just to receive some form of punishment. You're growing addicted to how he spanks you, teases you, and praises you after you get through it.

- Eventually you ask him if he would ever put himself inside you, instead of a toy.

- "Oh I'll be inside you in other ways very soon. In a few days, in fact. But you won't live to experience it."

[luxury-roach]

They'll bring back straightjackets once they find out about me.

[therealagbeast]

..it’s always casual in the Asylum. #Friday #FinallyFriday #CasualFriday #with #StraightJackets? #isThatRIGHT? #DoctorQuinzel? #HarleanQuinzel? #HarleyQuinn? #shesNotListening #PamelaIsley? #Pammy? #Red? #PoisonIvy? #sheDontCareEither #DCComics #DCUniverse #ComicBooks #ComicMemes #ComicArt #ArtTherapy #TheSpaceBetweenThePanel #WhereCasualIsAStateOfMind #ASickSickMind #Meanwhile #LetsFRIDAY (at Corinth, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3eX8tSAuNR/?igshid=11icae7cmd65t

[kimdingle]

—STACKS and STACKS and STACKS of MATERIAL because we do not stop making STUFF. Artists should be put in #straightjackets most of the year. ....Is that legal❓#material #ism anything to be #stimulated #contemporaryart #world #painting. #stuff #materialcarts #kimdingle #artists #problem (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2cXYcIlyT6/?igshid=mmere3rmb2ue

[revalebye]

♥️ spits in the air but catches it perfectly in my mouf

ur such a good friend, ever since we met ive got to see how good of a person u are, ur super funny and u can always make me smile. ily!