#flogging whump

He deserts his post to spend the night with her.

He is punished as a slave.

Stripped to a loincloth. Chained on his knees, clutching a coarse wooden post. He is flogged, barbed leather tails biting forcefully into his sweat-soaked naked back over and over again.

Prompt: “Say aah—”

Contains: minor whump, whipping, gag

“Twenty-nine and one,” said the prisoner tightly. “One for him. I’ll take the rest.”

The overseer howled with laughter. “Are you certain you did your math correctly, boy?”

The moment the prisoner muttered, “Yes,” he was seized, hauled roughly into the centre of camp, and hurled into the dirt to watch the first punishment. Despite his whimpering and thrashing, the boy took his single lash bravely, and when he met the prisoner’s gaze, his eyes welled with gratitude.

The prisoner was dragged forward for his turn.

“Say aah,” sneered the guard as a wooden bit was lodged between his teeth.

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Wikipedia is a wonderful resource.

I am genuinely shocked that the STANDARD punishment with this kind of whip was THREE HUNDRED LASHES

I am totally going to be responsible with this knowledge. Totally…

(Sorry Cinn 😇)

But seriously read this part

A soldier who was flogged in 1832, with a cat similar to that used in the King's fleet, said: "I felt an astounding sensation between the shoulders, under my neck, which went to my toe-nails in one direction, and my finger-nails in another, and stung me to the heart, as if a knife had gone through my body. He came on a second time a few inches lower, and then I thought the former stroke was sweet and agreeable compared with that one. I felt my flesh quiver in every nerve, from the scalp of my head to my toe-nails. The time between each stroke seemed so long as to be agonising, and yet the next came too soon. The pain in my lungs was more severe, I thought, than on my back. I felt as if I would burst in the internal parts of my body. I put my tongue between my teeth, held it there, and bit it almost in two pieces. What with the blood from my tongue, and my lips, which I had also bitten, and the blood from my lungs, or some other internal part, ruptured by the writhing agony, I was almost choked, and became black in the face. Only fifty had been inflicted, and the time since they began was like a long period of life; I felt as if I had lived all the time of my real life in pain and torture, and that the time when existence had pleasure in it was a dream, long, long gone by."[5]

Prompt: Naïve

Contains: whipping, gag, taunting

“Naïve fool.” The overseer stood nearby, smiling. Laughing. “You believe you’ve made yourself a hero. You’ve only made yourself look weak.”

The prisoner’s growl of, “Go fuck yourself,” was lost to the wood pressed against his tongue.

His face burned with humiliation. He’d endured a great number of indignities since his arrest, trial, and sentence to hard labour. He could bear the stares and sneers and shackles. He could bear this. Yet it still felt shameful, standing half-naked and immobilized—and now silenced, too.

The whip bit into his back.

He choked out an involuntary scream, blinded by slicing, white-hot pain.

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