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A Whumpee trapped with a sadistic Whumper who gets off on their fear responses. Every flinch, struggle, and scream becomes fuel for Whumper, and eventually Whumpee begans to loathe themselves for their body's natural, instinctive responses.
Why am I like this? Why can’t I stop reacting? I’m the one making it fun for them… it’s my fault.
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相互げんきだして😘 身内のためだけに作りました。 ﾋｬｱ〜ｯｯｯ ｳﾎﾎ！メーカーの名前変えました。 ア...
I made all 4 of my OCs chilling together :)
They all know each other canonically
Demon and Alex (shape shifter)
Elf and Vienna (fallen angel)
The demon and elf need names so if anyone has suggestions....
I just realized the demon and Vienna are in the same outfit 🤷♂️
the bone-chilling moment when Whumpee realizes that their begging, screaming, crying, pleading - not only will it not make the Whumper stop, it excites them, amuses them. Every plea or sound of pain only seems to spur Whumper further, like Whumpee's pain is oxygen feeding the fire.
nsfwhump prompts under the cut - part 3
The cruel contrast in the immediate aftermath of an assault - Whumpee trembling, crying, curling away, while Whumper stretches out next to them with a satisfied sigh, completely at ease and almost serene.
Alternatively - both Whumpee and Whumper collapsing after the assault, sweating and panting. Their ragged breath is nearly in sync, and Whumpee feels a sick twist in their stomach that the intense physicality makes it feel almost shared, almost mutual.
Whumper refusing to let Whumpee dissociate. Pinching, slapping, biting down just enough to sting. Making Whumpee narrate what’s happening. With the express purpose of making them suffer through every moment.
Whumper falling asleep in bed next to Whumpee after an assault. Whumpee thinking they’ll have a moment of peace - until Whumper blearily swings an arm over their waist, pulling them close like a pillow. Like a possession.
Losing all sense of time - after an assault that seemed to have lasted hours, Whumpee looks at the clock and realizes it was barely 30 minutes. Or, time stretches surreally and Whumpee is in and out of consciousness and at one point realizes hours have passed without their comprehension.
I need more people obsessed with their female whumpees, i can't be the only one
"You scream so pretty for me."
Whumper sneered down at Whumpee as they struggled to catch their breath.
“And now I want another.”
“No - stop! Stop!”
Whumpee gave a panicked scream before Whumper was able to even get their hands on them, making the tormenter laugh.
“I haven’t even touched you yet!”
“I’ll scream if that’s what you want, just please don’t hurt me!” Whumpee begged.
“Well, it’s not as much fun if it’s not real,” Whumper smirked.
“It’s real! It’s real! PLEASE!”
Caretaker begins to lean back from a hug, but Whumpee pulls them back in. "No, please - please j-just hold me. Just for a minute."
Caretaker holds them close. "Okay. It's okay, I've got you."
“Please, you don’t have to do this…”
“I know I don’t have to - I want to do this. I get to do this.”
