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little side thing in an all original whump writing im writing that i had to cut but want out in the world

Contains: Forced body modification, restraints, blood (not overly described) electrocution, drugging

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I stared up at the monster had chained me down and snapped at him.

"Oh, Pumpkin, don't be like that," he chided.

I lashed my scaly tail angrily, and he tilted my head to the side and raised a drill, then turned it on and pressed it to my ankle. I let out a primal scream, but I forced back her tears, my best friend was nearby, I needed to be strong. For both of us. Helix turned for a moment and grabbed one of the various bolts on the table behind him, then showed me the giant bolt.

He pressed it to where he'd drilled into my ankle, then shoved it into my skin, through bone with inhuman strength.

So he wanted to play that game? I could do that too. I kicked him in the ribs and he wrapped his leather-gloved hand around my throat, then sighed and let her go.

"Echo," Helix snapped, "Teach little Pumpkin a lesson,"

"I- please, I- I don't want to," Cami whispered.

"Now, or I will,"

Cami looked into my eyes and mouthed, 'I'm sorry,'

Cami closed her eyes, and I closed my eyes and looked away. Suddenly, my back arched and someone was screaming.

Electrocution didn't feel anything like how I had expected, it felt numb and lucid, it felt like death and life, it felt like my heart was racing and slowed at the same time.

I opened my eyes, and Helix stared straight into them, sporting an unsettling grin.

Cami suddenly sank to her knees, and I gasped for breath, sweating and finally feeling my muscles relax.

Cami had tears streaming down her face, and she was barely breathing. Her eyes were closed, her face relaxed.

Helix stormed over to her and kicked her in the stomach, and she groaned and turned over.

"WAKE UP, YOU LITTLE BRAT!" he screamed.

I realized how young Cami looked at this moment, normally she looked forty years older than she actually was. Cami's silver-streaked red hair suggested she was getting old, but she was only what, seventeen? I didn't remember her birthday.

The scales on my wrists bristled. At Helix, Cami, or both, she wasn't sure.

Helix lifted Cami, and Cami's legs collapsed beneath her.

"Wake up," he hissed.

Cami's eyes opened, glowing like melted gold for one moment before fading to their two different gray-green-blue colors.

"Continue,"

Cami opened her palm, and a few weak sparks shot out, but nothing else.

"I can't," Cami rasped. Helix let Cami go, and she crumpled like she was a pile of the white, golden, and brown feathers on Cami's wings in the wind.

Helix sighed and leaned in next to me.

"You're in luck, I just handled the venom you're allergic to, and we don't want what happened to you to happen again, so instead of my claws, we're using needles,"

He grabbed a syringe off the table and inserted it into my shoulder, and my brain felt fuzzy.

"Alright, take a little nap, and I'll see you at mealtime!" he smiled, before the spots that always threatened to overtake my vision darkened my surroundings.

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I opened my eyes with Cami and I on our separate uncomfortable beds, and I felt sick.

Cami's eyes were covered by a washcloth and I could hear her soft inhaling and exhaling, as well as tiny sparks crackling with each breath.

I tried to stand up, avoiding putting weight on my injured foot, but it was inevitable. Pain shot through my ankle, and I yelped and fell over.

"You okay?" Cami mumbled, obviously magic-crazed. My wings flapped, and she stared up at the ceiling.

"Yeah," I said. "Just hurts a bit,"

"That's great, there are bandages in the bathroom, also numb-spray, works like actual magic,"

"I miss Vee,"

"She's somewhere, I'm sure she's fine,"

"Really?" I said, sarcasm thicker than my scales. "Fine? Here?"

"'m just saying. Now god-den or- wait-,"

Cami went quiet with a soft, confused mumble.

I shifted into my small dragon self and limped to the bathroom, then yanked out the bandages and numbing shit or whatever with my teeth. I shifted back and put pressure on my ankle. The bolt pressed painfully against my muscle, and I attempted to pull it out, only for it to widen the gap and act like a gauge that was taken out too quickly.

I sat on the floor for a while before Helix's girlfriend entered the room and said, "Hey, its mealtime soon, you alright?"

I shook my head and Lady Cora saw the bolt.

"What did he do?"

"He- I- I displeased him and-"

"Come here," she whispered.

She hugged me and said, "I know I've done similar things, but I think he's gone too far. I'll ask him why, alright? Now, lets get you to the main room, you can have a coffee or something,"

She lifted me to my feet and helped her walk to the main room, then gave her a mug with hot coffee inside. I thanked her and Cami entered with Tatiana. Tatiana had been decided as broken already, and Tatiana babbled in Portuguese, keeping up appearances as barely able to understand English and barely aware, but I could see the constant glares across the room at Helix. I couldn't wait to watch exactly how he'd die, couldn't wait for freedom.

Pleasure in Pain #3

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Contents: TW torture, TW nail pulling, TW death threats, TW peeling burned skin, Whumper turned Whumpee, Vampire Whumpee, Female Whumper, Multiple Whumpers, TW electrocution, Past Reference to Burning, Implied Sun Burning, Cursing.

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Cordova hadn’t slept, he was exhausted. A lack of blood didn’t benefit his situation either, and it was starting to show in his healing speed. Although his bottom half showed progress in restoring itself, it was relatively slower than it should have been. Occasionally, Cordova would look down to see the progress, and each time he was disappointed to see his melted, flaky, charred body. The smell had long dissipated, or so he thought, his nose could've easily become numb to the stench.

As much as Cordova never wanted to see that human's face again, he began to hope for a distraction from this agonizing process. Coincidently, the sound of the door scrapping the floor echoed throughout the room as if his request was fulfilled. Cordova forced himself to eye the human down, glaring and bearing his teeth as he did before, only this time was different. He relaxed his face into a confused and curious expression as he saw another figure behind Rojan. It was a woman, her hair was dark as midnight and contained by long, thick braids. She had a golden hue to her light eyes accompanied by a pale complexion.

"Hey Cordova, I said today was going to be a special treat. Meet my beautiful wife, Lilith. She will be accompanying you today while I take a break. Just a recommendation, try to stay on her good side. She's also not as social as me, so don't be surprised if she doesn't answer you. Okay, I think that's it, so good luck. Bye amor."

Rojan kissed Lilith and left her and Cordova by themselves. Lilith proceeded to walk towards the confused vampire. She stopped a couple feet in front of him and simply stared at the creature, almost observing him. She finally set her eyes on his legs. They practically sparkled at the sight of them as a small smile appeared on her face. This was unnerving to Cordova, he had remembered the other human speaking of his wife and him hurting vampires together, so he's not surprised by this reaction, but unsettled nonetheless.

Lilith stepped closer and crouched down to be eye level with Cordova's legs. She tilted her head playfully while raising her hand. She reached for the melted, charred flesh which warranted the vampire to flinch at the sudden proximity. She notably retreated her hand back for a second, only to reach back out and graze her fingers on the grotesquely mutilated legs that shivered under her. Cordova couldn't help but growl and hiss at her in an attempt to stop her from irritating his injuries, but she never faltered. Lilith continued to examine the burned flesh and as she hovered over a flaking piece of skin, she instinctively ripped it off without a second thought. The vampire groaned and she looked up to see him glaring with bright red eyes. She returned his defiant expression with an ominous smile.

Lilith stood up and walked behind Cordova, out of his view. The sound of metal clanking together behind him undoubtably made his heart rate rise, but he didn't show it. She came back in front of him with a tweezer and a scalpel.

"Don't even think about using those on me, human." He tried to sound threatening, but his sore throat only allowed for a hoarse voice to be strained out.

Lilith didn't pay any mind to the vampire as she crouched next to the melted flesh again, readying her tools. She used the tweezer to grab onto whatever flesh was peeling away, and continued with the scalpel by slicing the decaying flesh off, laying it gently on the ground. Every time she cut away a piece, Cordova would pull and tug at the restraints as he growled and hissed from the pain of his removed skin.

When she finally took a break to admire her work, Cordova took a peek at his lower half and had finally realized how much the human had cut away. He could see his tibia bone along with his actively reconstructing nerves and tissue. He even noticed an increase in speed in his healing, as if the decayed flesh was prohibiting the process. Did that woman do it on purpose? Cordova thought that couldn’t be the case. His leg closed up in no time and the rest of his lower half did what it could without the dried out skin in the way.

Lilith placed the tools in her right pocket and picked up the pieces on the floor in a delicate manner. She then walked behind Cordova once more. She came back with a broom and swept away the left over shavings. Cordova couldn’t figure out what her deal was. Did she not intend to hurt him? Was she’s putting up a front? He could never understand humans, although it’s not as if he ever bothered to try. As he was lost in thought, the sudden jolt of the table made him acutely aware of his surroundings. The table resorted to a horizontal position, forcing him to lie on his back and face the ceiling.

“My husband calls you Cordova, that is your name, isn’t it?”

The humans voice was soft, gentle, almost like she was talking to a delicate animal she didn’t want to scare away. Cordova had always had a soft spot for women, but that didn’t stop him from hurting them. “Yes… what are you planning to do with me human?” The snap of a glove echoed dramatically.

“Nothing worse than the sun, I can assure you of that.”

Not that Cordova trusted her, but he’d much rather take anything other than the sun again. The sound of a cart being pushed on the right side of the vampire could be heard. Lilith stopped next to his head as Cordova looked on curiously at the assortment of instruments laid out. He had no clue what humans used them for, they were all so foreign. “Are you going to torture me?” He couldn’t help but get the question out of the way.

Lilith rolled up in a chair with wheels and sat next to the cart. She tilted her head slightly. “What gives you that idea?”

“Well you’re not exactly letting me go, and you’re acquainted with that other human who’s already put me through pain, so call it a hunch that you want to do the same.”

“Bluntly, yes, I will. At least to you it’ll be torture, for me it’s science.”

Cordova noticed a pattern in the woman’s manner of speech. She always said things matter-of-factly. In a way it was comforting knowing exactly what he was getting into, but it creeped him out how nonchalant she was.

“My husband says you’re 120 years old. Pretty young, most vampires we’ve had, have been at least 300 years, if not older. They’ve had more experience with pain, unlike juveniles. I would like to test your pain tolerance.”

“I’m still older than you woman.”

As Cordova’s eyes focused on the circular door in the roof, a sudden jolt of electricity flowed throughout his body. His body tensed up and arched off the table. He screamed mostly from shock than the pain. It was more of the unnatural sensation that threw him off, and it felt as if his nerves were being zapped. A constant stream of electricity used his veins as currents to flow all the way to the tips of his body. It finally stopped and his body slumped back onto the table. He was breathing heavily and he quickly shot a glare at Lilith who looked at him with curious eyes.

“Did that hurt?”

Cordova tried to scare her by tugging at all his restraints in unison and exposing his fangs as his eyes glowed red. She didn’t even flinch, not even a blink, just that ominous smile.

“I’ll take that as a yes then.”

At least she was right about one thing, electricity was nowhere near the power of the sun, but if anything it felt more internal then scorching the surface did.

“Have you ever lost a nail?”

Cordova didn’t bother hiding his confused expression. Who loses nails, he wondered. Lilith grabbed pliers off the table and rolled over to Cordova’s right hand. She gripped his pointer finger and he immediately attempted to tug his hand away, but it only reminded him of the burning silver bindings he had long gotten used to. She placed the pliers on his nail, digging slightly under the bed before gripping the tip. In one swift motion, she pulled his entire nail out as if it had never been attached to him in the first place. “FFFUUCK… you biTCH.” Cordova groaned and banged the table with his head in pain and frustration.

“No need for vulgar language Cordova. You can simply say that this experiment hurt.”

In a fit of clouded rage, Cordova spat out at Lilith. “You fucking psychotic bitch, when I get out I’m gonna rip you to shreds and give you to the ravagers so they can tear you apart limb from limb and devour every piece of you till your just bones for dogs to chew on.”

There was a long pause of silence, only Cordova’s heavy breaths were heard and a low chuckle overcame them. The vampire turned his head towards Lilith to see her smiling and holding her stomach with one hand as she laughed. When she was done, she placed the nail on the tray and stood up.

“I can see why my husband gave you the sun so early. It’s been a long time since we’ve had such a truculent subject. I have an idea.”

She walks somewhere out of Cordova’s view and the table readjusted itself to be in an upright position and turned 180 degrees to the area Cordova had never been able to see. It was almost a reflection of other side, except there was an entire wall fool of tools, as well as a tables scattered with boxes and organizational systems. Lilith made her way to a switch and laid her hand on it teasingly.

“How about we give your lower half a break and focus on tanning that face of yours.”

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Date: March 28, 2023

Taglist: @turn-the-tables-on-them

Whumpril 2023

Pleasure in Pain #8

Day 5: Dragged

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I swear I start these on the day but don’t get to finish them until days after.

Contents: TW silver burning/ restraints, TW stabbed, TW fear, TW electrocuted, Failed Escape Attempt, Vampire Whumpee, Dragged Out From Under A Table, Multiple Whumpers, Whumper Turned Whumpee.

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Cordova waits long enough for him to be sure that Rojan won't be able to hear anything. He immediately uses his free foot to kick off the restraint on his other foot. At first the silver burns his heel and he has to take a break. Once his skin heals from the burns he hits the restraint one more time and it go flying across the room. He waits in silence to make sure nobody heard him. The coast is clear. He picks his lower body up and folds in half. His feet are now near his retrained wrists. It's an awkward angle, and in no way comfortable, but he manages to get a few good hits on his right restraint before it falls off the table. He takes a break and catches his breath. This time he uses his free hand to hit his left restraint once, it's practically split in two from the sheer force. Any sign of the silver burning his skin has been erased by his healing. The adrenaline is clearly keeping him motivated to keep going and to stay on his feet.

He freezes when he hears a sound come from the corner of the room. He turns his head slowly in the direction of the sound. He's pleasantly surprised by the sight of a mouse squeaking in the corner. He's clearly on edge. He gets off the table and quietly walks to the door... it's silver. Fuck. He was able to handle the small silver restraints, but even looking at this tall, purely silver door makes him feel dizzy. Cordova tries to hold the handle of the door, but immediately jumps back from the pain now lingering in his palm. How is he going to get out of here?

He looks around the room for anything that can help him. There's thick towels stained with red. He grabs them and practices holding the restraints with them. He doesn't feel anything. This could work. He walks back over to the door, taking a deep breath, Cordova reaches for the handle with the towel in hand. No pain. A smile appears on his face, he pulls the door, but immediately stops when he hears it scratch the floor. He waits for any indication that someone is coming.

Nothing. This time he pulls the door in increments of two feet until it's wide enough for him to get past without touching it. Cordova quickly steps out of the room not wanting to waste another second in there. Theres a hallway leading straight to a flight of stairs. As he walks down the barren corridor he sees the old tattered metal wall flaking, the concrete floor holding a hint of smeared red that lead into other doors found on either side.

Cordova is light on his feet until he makes it to the flight of stairs. This time, to his delight, the door at the top of the staircase is wooden. He carefully makes his way up and lays his ear against the door. He can hear something bubbling, but no voices or footsteps. Is it possible that they are both gone? He grabs the knob and turns it until the door cracks open. He peeks through. He sees a kitchen and a dining table. There's a pot on the stove actively boiling something. They're still home. He doesn't see them or hear them, where are they? Pushing the door open quietly, he steps into the kitchen. On the right there appears to be a living room and a hallway that leads to the rest of the house. No sign of them. Cordova takes a look at the curtains. There isn't anything shining through. He tugs at them to see if sunlight floods in, nothing. He peeks outside and sees the sun setting.

He jumps slightly at the sound of the pot boiling over on the stove. Then the sound of a door clicking open makes his heart jump out of his chest. He quickly gets under the dining table out of panic and didn't make a sound. Why am I hiding, I'm a vampire? He thought to himself for only a moment before seeing footsteps walk past the table and towards the kitchen, effectively reminding him why he's terrified. The pair of white heels stood by the boiling pot, Cordova had assumed Lilith was the owner.

"Rojan! Dinner is ready!" Lilith yelled, it was the first time Cordova had heard her voice so loud.

Rojan soon came down the hall in his brown combat boots, his footsteps were heavy, indicated by the creaking floor boards.

"I'm starving Lilith, everything smells so good right now." Rojan said in an eager tone.

"Well maybe you should make dinner once in a while so that you won't have to wait on me." Lilith said annoyed.

"I swear I'll cook tomorrow, I'll grill some burgers for us, okay love?"

"Fine. I suppose thats acceptable." Lilith couldn't help but smile a little.

Cordova... he was sitting as quiet as a mouse under the table unsure of what his next move should be. This wasn't the best outcome of the situation, but he had yet to be caught. He suddenly saw Lilith came over to the table and Cordova tucked his legs against his chest. She placed the pot on the table and both her and Rojan pulled their respective chairs out from under the table. Cordova quickly pushed himself as far as he could against the end chair blocking his way. The legs of Rojan and Lilith accompanying him under the table.

"You know love, I do believe I smell something divine, don't you?"

"I do believe I smell something exquisite as well."

Cordova held his breath, his heart rate increasing, his palms beginning to sweat. Why were they talking like that? Nobody moved a muscle.

"Cordova~." Rojan said in a singly voice.

Cordova's heart dropped into his stomach. His breath was shallow and his body was shaking.

"Would you be so kind as to come out so that we won't have to force you to." Rojan's voice was calm and almost lighthearted.

Cordova had hoped that they were just bluffing and were just being paranoid. They were just trying to pry a reaction out of him, but how could they know he was there? He didn't move, he held onto to the hope that they weren't being serious and that they didn't actually know he was there.

Rojan slammed his hands on the table while pushing himself off of his chair. The table shook and Cordova put his hand over his mouth as if it would help him. Rojan crouched down and looked under the table, his deadpan face accompanied by his silver eyes didn't let on a hint of mercy for the cowering vampire. Cordova hiccuped into his hand, and that triggered Rojan to give a cheshire smile.

"Cordova~."

Rojan quickly grabbed the vampires ankle and dragged him out from under the table. Cordova yelped and tried to scramble back under the table. Rojan had a firm grip. He grabbed a knife from the table and stabbed it into Cordova's leg. Silver. The vampire groaned as the utensil seared into his skin. He was pulled out again, this time he didn't move. Rojan pulled the knife out, then stepped above the vampire, crouching down closer to his shaking body.

"Poor Cordova, so close... yet so far."

Cordova pushed Rojan into the door that led to the basement. Cordova quickly got up and ran into the hallway, he could see a door at the end of it. He sprinted and quickly grabbed the door knob. Electricity flowed through his hand, up his arm, and spread like wild fire all throughout his body. His hand released the knob and he stumbled back. His body twitched from the lingering electricity. It was difficult for him to focus, but his arm reached for the door.

"COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Rojan seethed with anger and kicked Corodva's body into the door in front of him. "That's TWICE you've thrown me into a wall you fucking blood sucker."

Cordova was sightly winded from the impact of the door. He turned around and faced Rojan, pressing his back against the door.

"You're in for a world of hurt kid."

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Date: April 5, 2023

Taglist: @whumpril @turn-the-tables-on-them

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Pleasure In Pain 🩸

A young and somewhat ignorant vampire is captured, tortured, and experimented on by sadistic humans who find joy in hurting and killing vampires. Cordova must find a way to escape Rojan and Lilith and get back home. That is, if home is any better. He might just find himself wanting a better life when an unexpected person comes along and shows him just how comfortable it can be.

[Currently rewriting and adjusting]

Contents: Defiant Whumpee, Vampire Whump, Sadistic/ Creepy Whumpers, Vague Revenge

⛔️Trigger warning: Gore, Torture, Violence, Captivity, Vivisection, Emotional/ Physical Torment⛔️

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Main arc

#1: Day 1 🔪

#2: Scrapbooking 📖

#3: The Duo

#4: Panic Attack ☀️

#5: Get Some Rest

#6: Hold Still 🩸

#7: Needle 💉

#8: Escape Attempt 🏃

#9: Hope is Fleeting

AU's

Forge Master

Art

Cordova

Rojan Silfur

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