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Today I learned about Whump fics and I think I fell in love.. (A did system in denial who SWEARS their childhood was normal)

Whumpee had no bearings on where they were as per normal.

A blindfold was tied tightly around their head, and noise canceling headphones had been placed over their ears. The normal for them for however long they had been captive.

They tried to readjust how they were knelt, but a light smack on the head told them all they needed to know.... 'don't move.'

They could feel rain falling on them, that and the small puddle of water forming where they knelt told them they were outside. A stream of drool escaped around the huge gag in their mouth. That mixed with the rain felt so gross to Whumpee as it dribbled to the ground.

It was warm out, Whumpee realized. It was cold when they had been taken.

"Hmm", they moaned in discomfort, then received another smack...

'Don't talk', they told themself.

Suddenly they felt someone beside them. This person cupped their face and pulled them to rest against their leg.

Whumpee didn't fight, they knew better then to fight what their captor wanted.

The hand caressed Whumpee's cheek lovingly, but the person then seemed to disappear from beside them.

Next thing Whumpee was roughly pulled up. They weren't given enough time to stand correctly before they were pulled along by someone.

Whumpee staggered and fell forward. Whoever was roughly handling them ended up dragging them.

"Umph", Whumpee groaned as they were put into a car. They realized though they hadn't been thrown into the trunk like earlier.

Hands started to touch them, they took a deep breath as they wondered what was happening. They knew they shouldn't fight, but what was happening made them anxious.

They felt the blindfold being pulled away, it was soaked, and it moved along their face like slime. The headphones were finally removed. They hadn't had those off for a long time.... months they thought. Though, time was a blur when you couldn't see or hear anything.

They didn't have enough time to think before they were leaned up to unbuckle the gag.

They were finally allowed to recline back into the seat.

They fearfully held their eyes closed though. They didn't want to know what was happening and who was doing it. They just wanted to get it over with.

They felt the person cutting the ropes that bound them tightly. Then the person moved down to cut the ropes away from their ankles and legs.

They took that moment to squint and see who had them now.

"Master?", Whumpee weakly whispered.

"Finally, you opened your eyes", Whumper smiled weakly, "I have you, you're safe now. I promise."

Whumpee felt tears flood their eyes as their Master finished cutting away the ropes.

A blanket was wrapped around them, then Whumper wrapped them in a hug.

"I have worked so hard trying to find you and get you back. I am so sorry it took me so long", Whumper's voice shook.

"What did you have to do to get me back though?", Whumpee questioned, knowing it couldn't have been cheap or easy.

"Don't you worry about that", Whumper frowned, "ju-just worry about healing now. I'll take care of you. Just heal."

"I want to know", Whumpee whispered as they breathed in Whumper's familiar scent.

"I uh, offered my services", Whumper admitted, "I had no other way. They agreed the moment I said it. This was planned... kidnapping you... negotiations. They knew what they were doing."

"Master you.... you shouldn't have done that", Whumpee sighed, "I'm not worth it. You could get in trouble if they catch you actively working again."

"Whumpee you're worth so much, I wish you knew that. I couldn't leave you in those conditions", Whumper squeezed them tighter, "don't worry, my plans are already in motion."

"Plans?", Whumpee whispered tiredly, the warmth coming from Whumper was making them sleepy.

"Don't worry Whumpee, just rest now. Everything is okay", Whumper rubbed their head for a few minutes until they felt Whumpee go limp.

"Whumpee is asleep, begin phase two of my plan", Whumper told the driver.

"Yes sir", the driver reached up to a radio, "all points, phase two has begun."

Whumper pulled out a bottle of pills, "this isn't exactly my favorite thing to do to my prized possession, but I don't need them caught up in any more of my business."

Whumper placed a pill in Whumpee's mouth and held a bottle of water close to their lips.

"Whumpee", Whumper whispered, "take this really quick. It will make you feel better."

Whumpee tiredly swallowed the medicine before falling asleep again.

The car stopped and another car appeared.

"Take them to the safe house. You will be told when to move. That sedative will last a few hours", Whumper got out and walked to the other car.

Whumpee woke up in a cage about the size for a bigger dog. They looked around weakly.

"Was it a dream?", Whumpee sat up as best they could in the cage, "but I'm not blindfolded or tied up."

Someone entered the room.

Whumpee had seen this person a few times, but had never interacted with them.

"Ty-Tyler?", Whumpee whispered, "what's happening?"

"Oh good, you're awake", Tyler knelt down, "Master had me bring you back to the safe house, he had some work to do."

"Why the cage?", Whumpee held onto the bars, "I won't fight you, I promise I won't."

"I know Whumpee, it's so I can make sure you stay put, and where I leave you", Tyler unlatched the door and handed Whumpee a water bottle, "plus pets belong in cages... right?"

Whumpee took the bottle and chugged it.

Tyler waited patiently for the answer.

"Yes sir", Whumpee held their head down, remembering their place just then.... Master's pet.... the villains's most prized possession. The rumors made a couple of the guards and staff treat Whumpee like a dog, and they hated it. They were more to their master than a dog.

"Good Whumpee", Tyler stood, "I've never been in charge of you so I don't exactly know how you work yet."

"Where is Master?", Whumpee frowned, "may I know?"

"Working, he wasn't about to let those people get away with kidnapping you", Tyler grabbed a few things, "he wanted to make sure you were out of the way while he dealt with them."

"He said he traded his uh, skills to get me back though", Whumpee frowned when they felt their stomach grumble loudly.

Tyler grinned as he grabbed a sandwich he had made earlier.

"Yes, that was to get you back" Tyler slipped the sandwich between the bars, "did you really think he'd do that though. He wanted to get you out. Now that you're safe, he can raise hell on them."

"I hope he does. That was a horrible experience", Whumpee took big bites of the sandwich, "I'm starving."

"I see that", Tyler turned when they radio came to life.

"Phase three has begun, all points, you know what to do."

"Phase three?", Whumpee questioned.

"You know how organized your Master is", Tyler turned, "do you need anything? I'm sure he wants you to rest."

"May I um, take a bath? I haven't had one in a long time", Whumpee looked over themself.

"I'm sorry, the safe house doesn't have running water, you'll have to wait until we get home. Plus, I have to be ready to move you at a moments notice", Tyler reached for a towel, "do you want to wash down with this?"

Whumpee looked at it, then looked down, "no thankyou, but I understand."

"Go ahead and rest, you'll be getting pampered again soon enough", Tyler grinned.

Whumpee did as they were told, but looked up.

"Could I have that blanket from earlier please", Whumpee pleaded.

Tyler left the room for a few minutes then came back with the blanket.

Whumpee covered themself up, and laid down again.

Tyler softly whistled as he sat and played cards.

"Phase three was a success, moving to four", the radio came on again.

Tyler eyed Whumpee with an evil grin.

"Come in, Tyler", the radio came on with Whumper's voice.

"I'm here", Tyler answered, "we're both safe."

"Good", Whumper chuckled gleefully, "you may bring Whumpee home, everything is straightened out."

"Yes sir, we will be heading out soon", Tyler sighed in relief.

Whumpee jolted up when the cage shook lightly.

"Come on, we are going now", Tyler opened the door and watched Whumpee crawl out.

"Is everything okay?", Whumpee stretched for a moment and watched Tyler push the cage back to its original spot.

"Everthing is fine, I just received permission to bring you back home", Tyler turned, "will you behave, or do I need to tie you up for the ride?"

"Please I beg of you, don't tie me up. I'll be good I promise", Whumpee whispered, "I've had enough of being tied up."

"Alright then", Tyler turned.

"Can I ride in the front seat please", Whumpee went to follow.

"What?", Tyler turned back with a shocked expression.

Whumpee winced back from Tyler, "I-I'm sorry."

"How do you think you're allowed to ride up front?", Tyler scolded.

"Th-the others let me. I'm sorry, please don't yell at me", Whumpee started to back away and tears threatened to fall, "I've been blindfolded, unconscious, or in the trunk for the last few months", Whumpee quickly wiped their eyes, "I just wanted t-to l...look."

"No you may not ride in the front. You can see just fine in the backseat", Tyler turned again.

Whumpee leaned against the door of the car. They tried to lean as far away from Tyler as they could.

Hunger and sadness weighed heavily in their stomach.

A restaurant came into view. Normally, everyone would stop and get Whumpee a treat for being good, but Whumpee already knew that wouldn't happen today. As they drove past, Whumpee grew even sadder.

Finally they pulled into Whumper's compound.

Some guards stood in the front of Whumper's home.

"Hmm I'm surprised Whumpee didn't sit up front, they like being up front", one guard commented.

"Maybe they were tired, it's probably been a long few months", the other guard stated.

Tyler came around and opened the door to let Whumpee out.

"He didn't let them shower", a guard looked at Whumpee concerned, "oh maybe they didn't have any fresh clothes."

"No, I took a clean pair the other day knowing the safe house would be used. They had soap, shampoo, and towels to clean up", a guard took a few steps down to get closer, "they look horrible. Uhm, go tell the Master we need to clean Whumpee before they're brought to him. He won't be happy to have them presented like this."

The guard went down the last few steps.

"Here is the dog", Tyler commented, not reading the frustration in the guard's stance.

"Don't go far, Whumper will want to talk with you", the guard frowned, "Whumpee, come along. We need to get you cleaned up."

Whumpee shook weakly, "may I have a snack please."

"Yes, you most definitely can", the guard frowned.

Whumpee was finally getting their much needed bath. Another staff member was serving them food by the fork full.

"I'm just wondering why you are not at least a little cleaned up", one of the maids sighed as they scrubbed more of the dirt away, "I can understand being a little dirty, but it doesn't look like you tried."

"Tyler said the safehouse didn't have running water and offered me a dry towel", Whumpee looked for another bite of food, "he said he had to be ready to move me quickly."

"I'm surprised you are so hungry. There should have been plenty of food at the safehouse to feed both of you. We stocked it to be certain", one of the guards sighed, "tell us what exactly happened there. Did he take care of you at all?"

Whumpee looked down shyly, "he fed me a sandwich and a water bottle a while after we got there. I was told to rest mostly. He kept me in the cage. He did let me have the blanket back after I asked for it. It was still damp from being on me earlier. I don't really want him to take care of me again. I felt humiliated."

"I'm sorry for getting after you for not cleaning properly", the maid sighed, "let's lean you up to clean your back."

"It's okay, please be gentle. I'm hurt really bad on my back", Whumpee sighed.

"Did you get any medical attention? Did he do anything at all?"

"No", Whumpee shook their head.

"We gave him a checklist on everything he needed to do while there. You just came out of a nightmare, and you needed to be taken care of", the guard frowned, "I will let Whumper know immediately."

"Oh my... look at this", the maid turned to the guard.

"I was to afraid to tell him I was hurt and I didn't have time to tell Master during the chaos", Whumpee winced again, "it's hurting a lot worse now."

The maid frowned and looked at the guard, "Whumper needs to see this."

"I'm so sleepy", Whumpee sighed tiredly.

"I think its infected", the maid pointed at a few spots, "plus I think they are growing more lethargic."

Whumpee moaned a little while their back was cleaned.

Whumper had heard about everything and sent for the doctor to check on Whumpee.

Whumpee rested in their bed as the doctor checked them over. Their maid was given the medication and instruction on how to administer it.

Finally Whumper came in.

Whumper carefully moved Whumpee's shirt to look at their back.

"I'm gonna kill them", Whumper frowned, "I trusted them to take care of you, and they did nothing."

"Master", Whumpee whispered.

"Yes Whumpee, I'm right here", Whumper knelt beside the bed, "you're home, safe and sound."

"I don't want Tyler to take care of...."

"No no, Whumpee", Whumper interrupted, "he will never be responsible for anything of mine again. He is going to be severely punished for how he treated you. I promise."

Tyler nonchalantly walked into Whumper's office and sat down.

"Did I invite you to take a seat?", Whumper frowned.

"No sir", Tyler quickly stood up again.

"I'm not happy with you", Whumper looked up, "sit down."

Tyler gulped and sat.

"I reviewed the list you received on how my property was to be treated. What steps you should have taken to take care of them. The guards tell me you locked Whumpee in a cage, lied about the lack of running water. They came home hungry when there was plenty to eat there. They have a huge infection now because they didn't receive medical care on time. The safe house was prepped for you both to be their for quite a few days. Why was Whumpee neglected?", Whumper tried hard not to yell.

"I didn't know how long we would be there. What would have happened if they were in the midst of bathing and we needed to move?", Tyler argued, "I thought I did pretty good taking care of the dog. Especially for my first time."

"What did you call them?", Whumper felt their blood boil.

"Dog, they're your dog. Are they not?"

"I really want to kill you right now", Whumper almost reached for their gun, "Whumpee is my prized possession, you do not get to refer to them as such."

Tyler frowned, "I'm sorry, I did the best I thought I was doing."

"No you didn't.... maybe this would have been different had nothing been prepared and the safe house didn't have running water. You had an entire checklist", Whumper stood, "you did nothing."

Whumper reached for their gun, "I don't sense any remorse coming from you. That tells me just how much you care about this job."

"No please, I'm sorry", Tyler pleaded.

"Now you're sorry", Whumper aimed.

Whumpee jumped when they heard the gunshot.

"Did Master just...?", Whumpee looked at a guard who was stationed to watch over them.

The guard nodded, "it's for the best", they whispered.

Whumpee looked down, "may I go and see Master... please."

"You may not leave your bed due to your injury, and Whumper sounds busy", the guard frowned, "I will request for them to come and see you if you like."

"No thankyou, I appreciate it though", Whumpee frowned.

The guard was relieved from their duties and went to Whumper to tell them what had happened.

Whumper hurried to Whumpee's room in hopes of settling their nerves.

"Hey, your guard said you had gotten concerned when you heard the gunshot", Whumper knelt beside the bed and cupped Whumpee's cheek, "I'm sorry to have startled you."

"I-I didn't know you planned on killing them", Whumpee whispered.

"You know I don't mess around when it comes to you and your well being. After everything you just went through... there was no way I'd let someone get away with treating you like that", Whumper frowned, "you know you are my most prized possession. I am so happy to have you back."

Whumpee blinked away the tears in their eyes, and nodded.

"Okay so you have me for the next little while. What would you like to do? We can play a game, read a book... anything you want... name it, and it will be done."

"Can I... would you cuddle with me", Whumpee whispered, "that's all I wanted for the last few months was to be cuddled and loved."

"Yes absolutely", Whumper kicked off their shoes and climbed into the bed.

Whumpee was gently pulled close and spooned comfortably against Whumper.

Whumper could feel how tense Whumpee was as they squeezed them in a hug.

"I can only imagine how scary it was the last few months. I am so sorry that you had to go through that", Whumper whispered as he played through Whumpee's freshly washed hair, "I have you back now, and I am so so so happy you are home."

"Thankyou... Master", Whumpee seemed to be growing heavy eyed again, "I'm sleepy", they breathed in Whumper's familiar cologne."

"It's alright", Whumper leaned in and kissed Whumpee on the forehead, "go-ahead and get some sleep, you deserve it and the doctor says you will heal better with a lot or rest", Whumper continued to rub Whumpee's head, "I'll be right here when you wake up."

Whumpee's eyes opened and closed a few times before they finally dozed off.

"My sweet pet, how dare someone employed by me mistreat you so horribly", Whumper sighed as he took Whumpee in, "you are my dearest possession."

Whumper started to doze off as well.

They also hadn't gotten much sleep the last few months while trying to get Whumpee back.

They couldn't bring themself too. Not knowing where Whumpee was and how they were, it didn't feel right to have good nights of sleep.

The maid came in a little later to check on Whumpee and was surprised to find the master was asleep as well.

They smiled as they pulled the covers over the sleeping pair, and dimmed the lights.

"You both deserve a peaceful goodnight of sleep", the maid whispered, then closed the door.

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