Content: Female Whumper, Female Whumpee, Female Caretaker, Posessive/creepy Whumper, birthday whump
Word Count: 1,788
A/N: I had hopped to post this on my birthday but my computer broke and I didn't get to finish it till today. Regardless please enjoy some birthday whump in honor of my birthday.
Whumpee sat on the bed, bored. Chained by her ankle, she couldn’t do much. She wished Whumper would at least give her a book or something. She supposed boredom was better than pain. Her attention suddenly turned to the door as she heard the distinct sound of Whumper’s heels clicking on the floor getting louder and louder. The door swung open and Whumper made her way in. She always had this confidence about her that made Whumpee feel small.
“Good evening darling! Today is a very special day and I have lots planned for us! I have the perfect outfit for you!” Whumper seemed in her own world as she spoke, barely noticing that Whumpee did not reciprocate the excitement. What horrible plan did Whumper have that made today special? Whumper grabbed a dress from the closet as well as a pair of fancy sandals for Whumpee. She never gave Whumpee heals. Whumpee was sure it was so she could tower over her. Whumper set the outfit on the bed and unchained Whumpee.
“I’ll be outside, call me when you change. Don’t take too long, we have things to do.” Whumper instructed. She didn’t wait for whumpee to respond before leaving the room. At least Whumper still afforded her some dignity. She got dressed quickly, though she would need help to zip the dress. She hated how revealing the dresses Whumper picked always are. It’s never excessive, just enough to feel exposed. Whumpee took a deep breath,
“Mistress! I’m done!” She called out. Whumper wasted no time coming back in.
“Need help with the zipper?” Whumper asked. She already knew Whumpee did, she always did. Whumpee nodded and she made her way to assist.
“You look stunning!” Whumper took Whumpee’s hand and spun her around. Whumpee was unstable and stumbled into Whumper who caught her with a chuckle.
“One more thing before we go,” Whumper pulled the collar from her purse. No matter how fancy and sparkly it was, Whumpee could never bring herself to like it. Just thinking about the shocks made her shiver. Whumper either didn’t notice or didn’t care as she locked the collar around Whumpee’s neck. Whumper took a step back and admired Whumpee.
“Beautiful, let's go.” Whumper turned on her heels and walked out, Whumpee followed close behind. Whumper led Whumpee to the dining room and pulled out a chair for her.
“I made a special dinner! It’s your favorite!” Whumper said excitedly as Whumpee sat. Whumper left the room to get the food. Whumpee couldn’t help but wonder if Whumper actually made her favorite or if it was just Whumper’s favorite food. Why would Whumper make her favorite for her anyways? She’d never done it before. It didn’t take long for Whumper to return with two bowls of food. She set one down in front of whumpee before taking her seat across from her. Whumpee’s eyes grew wide, spaghetti and meatballs, with marinara sauce and parmesan cheese. It really was Whumpee’s favorite, and just how she liked it. She couldn’t help but stare at it in disbelief. As if any movement would make it disappear. Whumper chuckled,
“Well don’t just stare at it eat up. I worked hard on his meal.” She said, amused. Whumpee nodded and began to eat. She certainly wouldn’t want to offend Whumper when she is being kind. Whumpee ate slowly, wanting to savor every bite. Whumper talked but Whumpee was barely listening. It was all the usual complaining about work and “stuck up rich people”. Whumpee thought it was ironic considering Whumper was stuck up and rich as well. Too quickly the food was gone. Whumpee stared at the empty bowl wishing for seconds but she knew better than to ask.
“Oh good you’re done too! Now time for cake!” Whumper exclaimed as she gathered the dirty dishes. Why would there be cake? Whumpee’s confusion must have been visible because Whumper looked at her and chuckled.
“Don’t tell me you forgot what today is?” She asked with a smile. Whumpee racked her brain, surely she hadn’t been told to remember anything. Had she?
“I-I’m sorry… I don’t remember Mistress…” Whumpee admitted. She braced for yelling and punishment but Whumper only laughed.
“Whumpee, it’s your birthday!” Whumper told her through her laughter. Whumpee froze. That couldn’t be right, her birthday was months away still. It had to be. It couldn’t possibly have been that long. Was Whumper messing with her? It did seem like something she would do. Whumpee had no real way to know for sure. Whumper finished her laughing,
“It’s alright darling, now you know and we can continue the celebration!” She left to get the cake leaving Whumpee lost in thought. This couldn’t be real. There was no possible way it was her birthday. Then again Whumper being so nice isn’t really something she wants to go away. Whumper returned with a small chocolate cake with a single lit candle on top. Chocolate was Whumpee’s favorite. Whumper had a huge smile as she set down the cake and began to sing happy birthday. Whumpee stared at the candle, not even realizing when Whumper finished singing.
“Whumpee, blow out the candle.” Whumper prompted when she didn’t move.Whumpee snapped out of it.
“Right, Sorry…” She blew out the candle, wishing to go home. Whumper cut a slice for Whumpee and one for herself. Whumpee once again ate slowly, Whumper never gave her sweet treats and she was going to savor it. All too soon the slice was gone and Whumper took away the rest of the cake. When she returned Whumper had two wrapped gifts.
“I have 3 gifts for you! One is in the basement though so we’ll do that one last.” Whumper explained as she set the gifts on the table in front of Whumpee. She smiled warmly and looked at Whumpee expectantly. Whumpee felt a shiver down her spine, nothing good ever happens in the basement. Whumpee took a deep breath,
“Thank you Mistress,” she said as she reached for the closest box. She carefully tore the paper away and opened the box. Inside was a pair of padded cuffs. The padding was blue, Whumpee’s favorite color. She wasn’t sure how to respond, she supposed these were better than the cuffs that dug into her skin. Was this Whumper’s idea of a nice gift? She supposed she could see her fuck up train of thought. Whumpee forced a smile and ran her fingers along the padding. She was curious just how much they would help.
“This is… nice of you…” Whumpee said as she set the cuffs down. Whumper beamed with pride.
“I knew you would like it! You always get those horrible cuts from the regular ones and I just knew I had to do something about it.” Whumper explained. Whumpee didn’t think she had ever cared much, but who knows. Whumpee carefully picked up the second gift. She once again unwrapped the paper and opened the box. Inside was a leash that matched the collar perfectly. Whumpee just stared at it, she felt sick.
“Isn’t it great? Now we can go on walks and to events and stuff!” Whumper practically bounced with excitement. Whumpee hated the idea, it was humiliating. Whumpee took a deep breath. Just look on the bright side and stay sane. She would get to go outside, and on walks. She always liked going on walks before everything. Whumpee hadn’t even noticed they were shaking.
“T-thanks…” Whumpee mumbled, trying hard to sound grateful. The last thing they needed was to upset Whumper when she’s being nice.
“You’re welcome Whumpee!” Whumper replied cheerfully. She either didn’t notice or didn’t care how shaken Whumpee had become. Whumper picked up the wrapping paper to throw away then put the gifts back in the boxes to put away later.
“Now then, should we go see what your last gift is?” Whumper asked. Whumpee tensed, she had forgotten about the third gift in the basement. She took a shaky breath in and nodded. Whumper’s face lit up with excitement and she quickly made her way to the basement door with Whumpee trailing behind. The basement was finished and at a glance was rather nice. Down here were the rooms Whumper would use to punish Whumpee for any poor behavior or mistakes. Whumpee shuttered just thinking about it. Whumper led Whumpee to a room all the way in the back. Whumpee’s chest was tight as she braced herself for whatever Whumper had planned for her. Whumper gestured for Whumpee to enter first and she complied. She only made it two steps in before she froze, gasping in horror at what she saw. Caretaker was tied with blue ribbon to a chair in the center of the room. They were tied up so completely she couldn’t move at all and the same ribbon had been used to make a gag as well as a bow on her head. Caretaker’s eyes were wide and they desperately tried to speak through the gag. Whumpee stumbled back, only to bump into Whumper who had entered behind her. Whumpee glanced at Whumper with wide eyes.
“I know how much you miss your friends so I brought one here for you!” Whumper explained with a smile. Whumpee didn’t know what to do or say. She looked between Caretaker and Whumper full of panic. She didn’t want this. Whumper seemed to ignore her reaction.
“I’ll leave you two to catch up,” Whumper said as she turned to leave before suddenly turning back,
“Oh! You can untie her if you want but don’t try anything stupid. I’d hate to have to take away your gift so soon. Got it darling?” The threat hung in the air for a moment before Whumpee nodded.
“Good girl,” Whumper smiled and left the room. The moment Whumpee heard the lock click shut she moved to free Caretaker. She started with the gag. It took a bit for Whumpee to untie the ribbon with her shaky hands. When she did get the ribbon untied Caretaker let out a relieved breath. Whumpee got to work untying the rest of the ribbon.
“Whumpee oh my god, are you ok?!” Caretaker exclaimed. Whumpee felt tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
“I-I’m fine..” Whumpee stuttered. The ribbon fell to the floor as Whumpee managed to untie it. Once free, Caretaker stood and immediately hugged Whumpee.
“I’m so sorry I couldn’t protect you…” Caretaker said gently. Whumpee froze, the genuine kindness felt so foreign after all this time. Tears began to fall and Whumpee practically collapsed into Caretaker’s arms.
“I-I want t-to g-go… h-home…” Whumpee sobbed into Caretaker’s chest. Caretaker stroked Whumpee’s hair,
“I know Whumpee… we will… we will.”
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