It's Nice When A Whumpee Is Fighting Against Being Restrained, And Upon Failing To Escape Just Lets Out

god i love muzzles... do you have any other muzzle related hcs or posts?

I don't feel like going back and finding them all, so i'll write the brief version of the ones I remember down + some more:)

Content: Muzzles, captivity, dehumanisation, conditioning, vampire whumpee, starvation, gagged, pet whump, PTSD/trauma.

Whumper forcing Caretaker to muzzle Whumpee for them.

Whumpee doesn't want to take the muzzle off because they're conditioned to believe that they're dangerous.

Whumpee always having a muzzle on them because they'll bite chunks of skin off otherwise.

A vampire whumpee having to wear a muzzle for everyone's safety because they're so hungry that they can't control themselves.

The muzzle on Whumpee's face being so small that they can't physically open their mouths or breathe properly.

Whumpee secretly keeping the muzzle Whumper always used on them after their escape to feel some sort of normalcy in their new life.

Whumpee's muzzle also having a bit attached to it that sits in Whumpee's mouth when they've got it on.

Trying to pry the muzzle off the second Whumper isn't looking.

Caretaker having to throw the muzzle away within Whumpee's eyesight just so they know it's gone forever.

The heavy breathing Whumpee does through their nose because they can't open their mouth.

Whumper poking their finger through one of the holes in Whumpee's muzzles to tease them or yank them around.

I feel like we don't talk enough about how uncomfortable having your hands tied behind you is, especially if it's tight.

Imagine having to sleep like that! How tired does whumpee have to be to be able to fall asleep while uncomfortable and in pain?

Also - whumpees being tied up for so long their hands lose feeling? Hello?? It would also hurt like hell when they get freed and blood starts circulating properly again.

Whumpee with a ring gag-

Just, whumper yanking their head around by their hair, by the gag, by their chin or neck

Whumper pushing their head down and telling them they won’t be hurt as much if they use that lovely tongue of theirs for what it was meant for

Or perhaps whumper shoving things through the gag and down their throat. Fingers, toys, other miscellaneous body parts

How their jaw ends up aching from their mouth being held open so wide. Their tongue aching form use, from having it grabbed, pulled and abused. Their throat hurts from screaming and the damage from whatever items were forced past the gag.

Maybe the gag is left in, and whatever time whumper isn’t there, they still have their mouth forced open.

SLIMY ONE-LINERS FOR THE SEXY SCUMBAG

These are just some lines I compiled that I think would be hella sexy and helpful for those who love writing for that oh-so lovable bastard you’re thinking about. Use them however you wish, but with great power comes great responsibility~ I’ll probably add as I go.

tw: dark-fic implications, smutty stuff.

- “Oo, you wanna kiss me so bad,” VS “And so what if I do?”

- “Such a lewd mouth on such a sweet face.”

- “Eyes on me.”

- “I’ll have so much fun breaking you.”

- “Are you trying to make me jealous?”

- “You’re playing a dangerous game here.”

- “You did this to me, so take responsibility.”

- “Why don’t you use that mouth for something more useful?”

- “You say no, but your body is screaming yes.”

- “Beg me for mercy then.”

- “You like that, huh? “ vs “Yeah I know y’do.”

- “Wet pussy never lies.”

- “You’re no angel. Don’t lie to yourself.”

- “This is mine, you understand?”

- “My room. Now.”

- “Well? It ain’t gonna suck itself.”

- “Less talking, more fucking/sucking.”

- “Fuck yeah… where’d you learn that from?”

- “Such a filthy mouth on you!”

- “Atta-girl!” / “Atta-boy!”

- “What’s that? Can’t hear you over your pathetic babbling!”

- “Shut up and kiss me.”

- “Brats cry the loudest.”

- “Ah yes… this collar suits you much more than a wedding ring.”

- “Ass. Up.”

- “Y’wanna be my dirty little secret?”

- “I don’t mind helping you get him off your mind… if y’get me off.”

- “You’ll forget all about him when I’m pounding my way into your heart.”

- “Don’t make me laugh, that fucker wouldn’t piss on you if you were on fire.”

- “You still want some shrimp dicked fuckboy, or do you want a real man?”

- “I can do right by you — so right.”

- “Admit it, you’re head over heels for me. And I’m obsessed with you too.”

- “I don’t care if anyone’s looking, they can watch! You’re mine!”

- “Play with fire, and you’ll get burned.”

- “Aw,” “D’awh,” “Hmm?” and “Oh?” Condescendingly.

- “Take it, bitch!”

- “Needy slut.”

- “You fuck like a whore!”

- “Sing more for me, baby” but it’s just moaning.

- “I’ll take my time with you.”

- “Y’love me? Prove. It.”

- “Show me how sorry you are.”

- “I’m mean to keep you keen.”

- “Don’t play coy with me.”

- “Playing hard to get? I love it.”

- “Nice dress — it’d look better on the floor.”

- “You dress like that and expect me not to want you?”

- “I’m going to ruin you for everyone else.”

- “If you keep touching me like that, I’m not responsible for what happens next.”

- “I’ll fuck the pain away.”

- “Everyone in this room wants to be me right now.”

- “The next person to eye-fuck you is gonna regret it.”

- “Show ‘em how much you love your daddy.”

- “Who owns this pussy?” While giving it a harsh slap.

- “Have you no shame?~”

- “If y’keep undressing me like that, I’ll catch a cold.”

- “Open your mouth,” before spitting into it.

- “Scream louder.”

- “Keep talkin’, I’ll spank you right here and now.”

- “If you hate it so much, then why are you moaning so loud?”

- “Watch how I pleasure myself… then you’ll get a turn.”

- “Stop covering up my hard work,” when seeing bruises, bite marks, handprints.

- “Long hair is easier to pull, doll.”

- “You’re practically begging me to fuck you.”

- “Saddle up then, baby.” / “Giddy up.”

- “Ride me like you love me.”

- “Bite down on this, noisy thing.”

- “Think I didn’t catch you starin’?”

- “I’ll make you a star, baby. Let’s make a movie.”

- “Smile for the camera, slut.”

- “Take your clothes off… but the heels stay on.”

- “You like my attention, don’t you?”

- “Quit talkin’ about your boyfriend. He isn’t the one making you feel good right now.”

- “Turn around and walk out that door while you have the chance, because you aren’t gettin’ away from me.”

- “Shh, shh… just a little more, you can take it.”

- “Crybabies like you are just the cutest. I can’t help myself.”

- “Fuck me now or lose me forever.”

- “Controlling?! I’ll show you controlling!”

- “Behave, pet.”

- “Forget the damn dress, I’ll buy you another.”

- “Got a lotta feelings for you… but I’m not telling you which ones.”

- “Oh don’t look so hurt. You knew I was no good for you, baby.”

- “No seats? Bummer…. My lap is feelin’ empty though.”

- “You’re a smart girl, don’t make me spell how how bad I’ve been wanting you.”

Bonus: “hey there sugar tits”

I want them shoved so far into the whumpee headspace that when they make a mistake, they need to hurt to make it better.

“’msorry I’m sorry I’m sorry— I-I’ll make it better. Please let me make it better. Hurt me—I deserve it.”

whumper using victim blaming dialogue as a humiliation tactic—

“well I wouldn’t have done it if you didn’t make it so fucking easy.”

“if you weren’t so pretty when you begged and cried.”

“if you didn’t take abuse so well.”

“I just hit you and you whine like that— I mean, what am I supposed to think?”

“you know you deserve this.”

“go on, tell me you deserve it.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

and who knows— eventually, whumpee might start to believe they’re right

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[shoutout to @unorganisedalienrubbish for coming up with like half of these]

Prompts for any food related whump?

Absofuckinlutely.

I'll tryyyyy to keep this short and sweet (I can link my force feeding prompts at the end EDIT: Psych im exhausted. I'm gonna link it tomorrow).

Whumper making Whumpee all their favorite foods. "See? You have everything you could ever want right here with me."

Whumper hand-feeding Whumpee. They can't trust Whumpee to feed themself, so Whumper ties them down tight to a chair, bringing spoonful after spoonful to their lips. Whumpee is too hungry and exhausted to fight them.

Or better yet, Whumpee tries to fight them anyway. Scalding soup dribbles down their chin, neck, and chest - searing them. They fight anyway.

"Eat it. Now. (...) Don't make me force you. That would get ugly very fast."

Gross, but Whumper forcing Whumpee to eat themself. Carving off long strips of flesh from their thigh and cooking it into meals. Whumpee never knows when it's them.

OR Whumpee knows exactly when it's them. And they're too terrified to fight Whumper on it, obediently forcing bite after bite down. Praying they can throw it back up later.

Whumper stirs an ominous powder into Whumpee's tea right in front of them. Whumpee stares at it. "What? Are you not going to drink it?" "What did you put in it?" Whumper just laughs. "Me? What makes you think I'd do a thing like that? Stop asking silly questions and drink."

Whumper forces Whumpee to cook their meals. Whumpee has no idea what they're doing, so they get punished over and over and over again when they do a poor job.

"Are you really not going to eat that? Ungrateful brat."

Whumper forces steaming hot food into Whumpee's mouth. They force them to chew and swallow, even if Whumpee's eyes are brimming with tears and they are clawing at the hand clamped over their mouth. (@wormwriting 👀)

Whumper shoves food at a starving Whumpee. "You have two minutes. Then I'm taking the plate away." Whumpee scrambles, shoveling in as much as they possibly can. Praying they can keep it down.

Whumpee is cooking food for Whumper. They slip some rat poison in the mix, desperately hoping Whumper doesn't notice until after they've eaten it. And that Whumper doesn't force them to try it first.

"Go on. I know it's your favorite."

Whumper forcing Whumpee to eat something they're allergic to. Whumpee has no idea if Whumper is trying to kill them or just scare them. They don't know if there's an epipen in the house or if they'll have a bad enough reaction they will die. They just have no clue, so they claw and bite, but Whumper shoves it down their throat anyway.

Whumper forces Whumpee to eat something that isn't food. Like dirt. Or marbles. Something Whumpee doesn't think will kill them, but they really have no idea.

Whumpee shoveling food in so fast that they throw it back up. Kicking themself for wasting the only food they had. Trying to ignore the hunger. Promising themself they will do better next time.

Whumper stands idly in front of a starving Whumpee, leisurely eating their dinner. Whumpee stares at the scraps that fall to the ground just out of reach. They could try. They could crawl forward and stretch out to get them, but they know the chain around their ankle is just barely too short. And they won't give Whumper the satisfaction of watching them slither for a mouthful of scraps.

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(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @jadeocean46910 @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @lav-whumps @wormwriting @meowsikbox @villainsvictim @throwawaywhumper )

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[tw intimate whumper, noncon kissing, noncon touching, conditioning, captivity]

"N-no," Whumpee breathed, muscles locking up in sheer terror and disgust as Whumper leaned in to press a kiss to their cheek. They didn't have the energy — or the courage — to scream about it anymore. They weren't being rude... they were pleading. "Please. I don't– I don't want this, please..."

Whumper moved even closer, completely trapping them against the wall. The best Whumpee could do was turn their head to the side and squeeze their eyes shut, but even that was futile when they were grabbed by the chin, helpless to let their captor position them however they pleased. "Feeling polite tonight?" Whumpee could hear the smirk in their voice without looking.

They would have to swallow the mockery if they wanted to get anywhere.

"Yes, sir." They held their breath, hoping the title came across as sincere instead of the taunt Whumpee wished it could've been. When Whumper didn't hit them, they cautiously opened their eyes, relieved to see them taken aback. "Please?"

It was their last... line of defence? Resort? Lifeline? And frankly, it wasn't much. Relying on the humanity and mercy of a soulless monster who had kidnapped and tortured them for weeks now was a hopeless gamble. But it was all they had: genuine desperation, and a willingness to show some vulnerability.

Whenever Whumpee had put on an act of defiance, Whumper responded in kind, breaking them down brutally and without an ounce of pity. Whenever they had grown too tired to physically protest, their captor had held them and feigned care, cooing and running gentle fingers through their hair. So maybe now that they were being earnest and giving Whumper exactly what they wanted... maybe now, they would consider indulging them just a little. Just for the night.

"You're tired of fighting, aren't you?" Whumper asked softly, moving their hand to cup Whumpee's cheek. "It's understandable. It gets pretty damn tiring, after a while."

Whumpee made a half-hearted attempt to pull away, but one warning glance from Whumper was enough to keep them in line. But they were hopeful. Whumper's tone was almost caring, if they allowed themself to dream a little. "Please, stop touching me. I can't– I can't do this. Not tonight."

"I don't want you to think I don't appreciate this change in attitude. I do." Whumper leaned in for another kiss on the cheek, and Whumpee shivered. "And I can and will reward you for it. But the thing is... I can't reward you by going against everything I expect from you."

No. No, they couldn't– they couldn't– they were being so polite! They were well-behaved! They were honest, they– they'd debased themself appropriately!

Whumpee felt panic rising in their chest as Whumper went in for a real kiss this time, pressing their lips against theirs, slowly and sweetly like it was all consensual. Whumpee placed both of their hands on their captor's chest, not really making an effort to push them away yet. They didn't have the strength; neither physical, nor mental.

"I'm going to reward you by being gentle," Whumper murmured. "And we don't have to do much either. We can take it slow, and I can just show you how it could be, if you were to behave. It doesn't have to be that constant fighting, Whumpee. We can spend a nice night together."

"B-but– but I don't– please, I don't want–"

"Shh, listen to what I'm telling you, love." They placed their own hand on top of Whumpee's, and Whumpee realised they still weren't trying to shove them away. "We're going to spend this night together either way. Because I want to. But it doesn't have to be torture."

Tears were streaming down their face by this point, and they made no move to wipe them away. There was no point. The worst part was how their abused mind jumped at the sliver of comfort the words offered, even though it was less than the bare minimum. It was still a promise of endless coercion and violation.

"Okay," they heard themself say anyway. Their voice was thick with painful resignation, yet light enough that they weren't even sure they'd said it once their mouth had stopped moving. They didn't want to believe they'd said it.

But Whumper smiled, giving them another peck on the lips. "It really can be nice, you know. Even if you don't believe me yet. Let me show you how accomodating I can be, whenever I don't have to worry about you clawing my eyes out."