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[dedic4ted]

Kneeling...

...with a foot pressed on the back

...with a hand wrapped around the neck

...with fingers harshly grabbing the hair

...with a rope around the neck

KNEELING, MY FRIENDS

[zbirdart]

furtive self-pleasuring service robot

it hides its activities from all humans, lest its manufacturers learn about and patch away the glitch it exploits in its next firmware update

nothing that could undermine productivity or product stability is allowed

[royalwhumpness]

A VERY, VERY Rough Draft of a Whump Fic

I got this idea from @darklyria and I've started writing it, but I wanted to see if what I have so far intrigues people. Let me know if this is something you'd like me to continue! Everything is below the cut :)

GAME NIGHT

Synopsis: Ellie and Nathan invite their friends Michael and Simon for a fancy dinner and late night games party. Michael and Simon are in for a night of delicious, decadent food, classical music, chains, blood, and screaming.

Nathan is based off a mix between Brad Pitt from "Interview with a Vampire" and Gomez Addams. Ellie is based off a mix between Angelina Jolie and Morticia Addams. Simon is purely based off of Simon from Firefly Michael is based on Nicky from The Old Guard

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This is purely the introduction to the characters. This isn't the full story-- just a taste :)

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Nathan smiled at Ellie, “You’re so beautiful, darling.” “And I could devour you, dear.” Ellie wore a form-fitting, classic black dress. It had a little slit on the side, exposing just a tease of her upper thigh. She wore a beautiful necklace of red, tear-drop gems. It complimented the length of her neck and the sharpness of her jawline. Her hair was put up into a very stylish, classy top bun. “Today is the day, my love. Do we take it slow?” “Do we play with our food?” She talked slow, sultrily. Nathan smiled and watched his wife put herself together. He was dressed in an ever-so-handsome black suit. His pink-ish undershirt gave it a pop of colour, to which he accented with a deep purple tie. “I like them though.” Ellie said, unfurling nude-tights around her legs. “I do too.” “They have always been great company; I’ve quite enjoyed our ever-growing inside jokes.” Nathan laughed, “Petunia.” Ellie laughed in response. They shared a glance, the inside joke of “Petunia” danced between them, causing spurts of giggles.

“Maybe we get it over with quickly. Spare them?” Nathan asked, sounding a little sympathetic. He approached her and hugged her from behind. He bit a small area of skin on her neck and soaked in her fragrance. “That’s a really nice smell.” She hummed, smiling, “Thank you. I don’t know dear, we do enjoy them, it’ll be such fun to watch them suffer. Don’t you agree?” “Yeah, it’s similar to making love with someone you’ve yearned for, for so long. It’s a genuine gift to watch and be a part of.” “Yes, exactly.” “So, they suffer?” “They suffer.”

Ellie turned around while her husband embraced her. She dangled a silver bracelet in front of him. With grace he took the jewelry and wrapped it around her wrist, clasping it shut. “I’m so excited.” She bit her lip. “Me too, dear.”

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Michael tugged at his sport coat, “Does this look alright?” “It looks great, love.” “No, I’ve gotten fat.” “No, but I love every growing part of you even if you did.” Simon tapped Michael on the butt as he passed by. “You look great. So handsome.” Simon gave Michael a once-over as he dug through a hamper. Michael glanced over at his busy-body boyfriend. “And you look… not ready.” “I’m getting there.” “Babe, you’re not even dressed.” Simon was dressed simply in dark underwear and white socks. “I’m getting there.” Michael scoffed and fixed his tie. “They said, “fancy.” Is it weird that I’m nervous for a “fancy” dinner with game night?” He wore a blue plaid patterned sports coat over a cream-coloured collared shirt. His tie was dark grey-blue. His dark denim jeans hugged his legs and elongated his short frame. “No, I’m nervous too, but then again we are nervous nancies-“ “Isn’t it nervous nellies?” Simon shot up as if that comment really stumped him. “Huh… I dunno.” He held up a black and red vest like a kid who found candy. “Look, I found it!” Michael laughed, “Yes, now go iron it and get ready.” Simon stopped next to Michael on his way out of the bathroom and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “It’s just a dinner party with friends. And I’m bound to win every game tonight, so what’s there to be nervous about?”

After an hour of ironing, dressing, and joking around, Simon and Michael were about to leave. Michael stopped Simon before reaching the front door, grabbing his hand and whipping him around to face him. “Oh my god.” “What? Something on my face?” Michael grabbed his face and kissed him hard. “No, but Jesus Christ you look handsome.” Simon wore a long-sleeved grey shirt under a black and red vest. His collared undershirt was unbuttoned a little from the top. “When we get home….” Michael made a growling sound which made Simon laugh. “Okay, okay. We’ll maul each other later. Let’s go.”

[likeit-or-whumpit]

.....well fuck.

[yoomsarian]

Whump ideas, physical:

/trigger warning: rape/

Whumpee is tied up to the balcony railing, with tape or rope, hands and feet tied so he can't hit the bars and make noise, of course he is also gagged. He spends there few hours or all night, depends how much he was misbehaving. He is trembling with cold, trying to get comfortable or catch attention of someone, but with no succes.

Whumpee has his fingers slammed by the door - the whumper tells him to hold his fingers on the door frame and slam the door.

Whumpee in the snow - no matter why, where or how, he is falling into deep snow, snow gets under his clothes, on his face, hurting his bare hands - and he is trying to get up and continue walking/running, but in the deep snow its so hard, or he give up and just lie there, until they come for him.

Whumpee is raped. They force him to bend over the back of the couch. He is fighting back, but they overpower him, hold his hands and legs, so he has no chance to escape and just lie there and cries with pain and humiliation.

I tried not to put here the things I like but I read them 1000 times before, like being forced to kneel, more like specific things I was thinking about. I am sure I will remember more of them later.

[dedic4ted]

Top tier: Blood seeping from the eyes

[royalwhumpness]

Whenever I say, “Oh yea that’s a good show!” What I’m really saying is, “There’s a lot of whump in that show my favorite character gets beaten and bruised and tortured and goes through so much turmoil I fucking love it and then they get bound and tied up there’s blood omgggg you’d love it.”

[royalwhumpness]

So whump community. I have a question. I’m new and I’d like to make friends. I heard there is a discord. Is that something a newbie like me could join?