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i have a pretty deep bruise mann it's a shame you aren't coming over and pressing your fingers into it

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whumper straddling whumpee while they sleep, waking them up with their hands around their neck. whumpee's eyes snap open, they try and fail to take in a startled gasp of air. their legs scrabble on the bed as whumpee smiles serenely down at them. spots flash on the edges of whumpee's vision, their head pounds, they thrash under the weight of whumper as their lungs burn with effort.

finally, after what feels like an eternity, whumper relaxes their grip. whumpee can still feel pressure on their throat, but they are able to rake in a strangled gasp of air. sobs punch through them as they look up with horror at whumper.

"every breath you take from here on is because I allowed you to take it," whumpee purrs, massaging whumpee's bruised flesh with their fingertips, "so what do you say when somebody gives you a gift?"

whumpee's voice comes out hoarse and rattling as they whisper: "tha-thank...you..."

whumper smiles fondly down at them, letting go with one hand to brush a loose strand of hair from whumpee's face.

"good boy."

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due to the request of @incognitowarlockwhumpblog, hope its up to your expectations of gory and gross haha !!

contents: terrible diy "dentistry" (very bad mouth whump), unnecessary amounts of gore, torture, this guy gets drilled and not in a sexy way.

He felt the skin on his hand twist around the metal bit before it pierced through flesh and bone, tearing everything around it until it hit the hard wooden armrest. He threw his head back in pain, biting down on the makeshift gag in his mouth, whatever sound he made drowned out by the whir of the instrument.

Whumper laughed as he drew the screwdriver back. Chunks of flesh clung onto the ridges of the drill bit, blood dripping from the shiny metal.

Whumpee writhed in agony, pulling against the crude restraints of rope and duct tape, making noises as close to begging as he could manage.

"Stop screaming or I might just drill through your fucking face." Whumper snapped, stepping closer once again. "Speaking of which-"

He removed Whumpee's gag, tossing it on the floor.

"Oh my God. Hhaah- jesusfuckingchrist- p-please stop- god- fuck-"

"Let's do a bit of dentistry, huh?"

"Please don't-" he begged before closing his mouth shut in fear.

Grinning, Whumper grabbed his face, digging his fingers under his lips, revealing his gums and front teeth. For a moment he paused, keeping Whumpee propped up like this, teeth clenched together and rapidly breathing though his nose. He did not dare opening his eyes, somehow thinking it was going to be easier to endure if he kept them close.

He slowly raised the screwdriver, pressing on the trigger a few times, making the man flinch in anticipation with each buzz.

"Open your eyes." he whispered, leaning in close, way too close. "Unless you want them drilled out from your skull."

Whumpee's eyes snapped ajar at the threat. He saw– he felt the drill. Gently held right against his gum above his upper incisors. The sight of Whumper savouring each moment of this frozen silence made his stomach turn.

The next thing he knew was the head-splitting pain, the taste of blood exploding in his mouth and the horrible whir, now louder than ever. Pieces of teeth fell into his lap, then onto the floor.

Whumper pushed with no regard to his yells. As Whumpee screamed he yanked his head back, forcing the drill into his mouth again, pressing the metal up into his hard palate.

He was sure it reached his brain this time. There was nothing else but the noise. He felt it in his skull, then ripping through his entire body. A quick stop, a pull, then again.

Good God, there was nothing else.

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Hear me out:

Whumpee and Whumper are watching a crime show together (Whumper’s idea, of course), and when something particularly gruesome happens on screen, Whumper leans into Whumpee’s ear and murmurs, “I think we should try that.”

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Whumper smoking a cigarette after a long torture session. He blows smoke into the whumpee's exhausted and battered face.

"Was it good for you, too?"

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Hot glue whump

What about a whumper who forces whumpee to lay still and quiet as they draw patterns along their bare skin with hot glue. The glue gun is always turned to the max heat setting, of course.

Whumper just enjoys scratching and peeling the glue away from the newly burned and sensitive skin and seeing the marks it leaves behind.

It’s very satisfying.

And they get to temporarily brand anything they want in as intricate of a design as they feel like.

Sometimes, if it’s hot enough and left on long enough, it even peels away a layer or so of skin with it.

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Brutalized [hot sexy]

° Being drowned in a bathtub [bonus points if its full blood]

° Throat bit and crushed in someones teeth

° Cigarette put out on tongue or arms

° Arms skinned and someone pulling on your tendons to force your fingers to move

° Getting your heart fingered and squeezed 

° Hands being stepped on and broken

° Making out with mouths full of blood [bonus points if its your blood and youre forced to drink it]

° Stabbed while in a crushing embrace that starts to break your ribs

° Wrapped in electric barbed wire 

° High powered shock collar and muzzle

° Branding. Heat, scarification, tattooing, embroidering the skin

° Sedation, enough to be in a dreamy haze while youre taken apart

° Arm strapped down, multiple needles left in, full of drugs while your killer explains the plans for your tonight as they prepare your body

° Blindfolded, muzzled, tied down while someone cuts you open and plays with your organs

° Punched in the mouth, lips busted and bleeding 

° Bruises on the arms, shoulders, throat after being roughed

° Body cut up, played with and left broken to die

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rotating a guy in my mind.... hes an (ex) lab rat, made "immortal" through experiments and testing (by immortal i mean infinite regeneration powers), who later escapes and winds up being the favourite toy of a sadist. probably willingly. as a way to you know uh process things (it doesnt help)

am i onto something here guys

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"how many fingers am i holding up?" but it's whumper holding up the fingers they just cut off whumpee's hand while whumpee's vision blurs from the blood loss

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As a reminder, you can apply electricity to an open wound to immediately intensify the pain. We hope that helps : )

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Fun

Whumpee kneels, blindfolded in a dark field, glare of headlights just barely visible through the small gap in the bottom of the blindfold. The wind blowing through the grass whips stray strands of whumpee's hair across their face.

"Are you afraid of my gun?" Their captor asks, slinking next to Whumpee. His voice is deep, giddy with excitement. He chambers a round, and Whumpee lets out a whimper.

"You want to hear it?" He steps ever closer and presses the barrel to Whumpee's skull. They flinch away.

"N-no..." Whumpee stammers meekly. They startle violently at the sound of a gunshot just a few feet from them. The sound is deafening, painful, resonating through their skull. There's grass on their face, sharp dry blades poking their cheek, but they don't remember falling. Their ears are ringing. Everything sounds like they're underwater. Whumpee brings a hesitant hand up to their face, expecting pain, expecting to be dead.

"Calm down, it was just a blank."

Whumpee stays silent, shaking quietly. Their heart pounds, so loud that their captor can surely hear it. Imgoingtodieimgoingtodieimgoingtodi-

"Isn't this fun?" A hand grips their shoulder, heaving them up. "We're going to have so much fun together, you and me."

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Repost to make it even more censored (thanks tumblr).... SUNDAY RED ROOM GAME PT5!

see the full on twt or bsky

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Thinking about tying a Whumpee's wrists and ankles together like in a hogtie but they're also bound to a pole or a tree. Like Whumpee being tied to a pole or a tree, they're on their knees as Whumper grabs their wrists and ties them to the back of the pole/tree. Then, unexpectedly, Whumper also grabs Whumpee's ankles not only causing a large amount of pain depending on how flexible Whumpee is but also tying their ankles to the back of the pole/tree. But they're not done, Whumper also practically hogties Whumpee's wrists and ankles together, rending Whumpee completely immobile and helpless.

YEEEEEEEES love these!!! Seen those a few times online, VERY delicious!!!

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feeling insanely mentally ill /neg so i will sexualize it instead

pervert who puts cameras in my room so they can jerk off when i cut >>>

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Sighs . When is it my turn to have my head smashed into the dirt with someone ‘ s boot grinding my head downward . When will I feel the mix of blood and dirt caking me . I want someone to hurt me in the most somewhat - animalistic way possible . I need to be shaking and sobbing and covered in blood that both is and isn ‘ t my own and mud .