#shock collar

Shock collar

"Try to take it off?" Whumper's thumb is on the button. "Shock."

Whumpee stays silent.

"Get too close to the remote?" Whumper holds it up. "Shock."

Whumpee flinches slightly.

"Disobey me?"

So today I'm going to wrap it around your thigh. We'll use the longer prongs for this, so there will always be contact no matter how much we walk about. The longer prongs will hurt more, of course. Metal does not forgive and those points will dig in and serve as a constant reminder of what's between your legs.

From there, it's a perfect correction tool for a forgetful or bratty sub.

Speak without being spoken to? Zap. Close your legs? Zap. Meet my eyes? Zap zap zap.

“Do you want me to stop?”

You try to answer only for a muffled noise to come out. He presses the button and your body jerks hard from the shock, tears springing to your eyes instantly.

“Huh? I didn’t catch that. Let me ask you again… do you want me to stop?” He asks it in the same calm, patient voice.

You try harder this time, desperately trying to force out a “yes,” but it stays trapped and muffled behind the fabric. Your eyes widen as you realise how helpless you are. You flinch hard, already terrified of the next shock before it even comes — right before another jolt rips through your body.

He keeps repeating the same question. Every failed attempt is followed by another sharp jolt. Between each one you tense up, shaking, dreading the next punishment you know is coming.

Caretaker working late into the night to remove a delicate but buggy device off of Whumpee's neck. They're tired, but it's more than worth it.

A half-strangled scream tore from Whumpee's throat. They keeled over, first onto their side, then writhing back and forth, clawing at the collar. Whumper merely walked up to them. They pushed the Whumpee over with their boot.

"Please." Defiant Whumpee uttered through gritted teeth, glaring upwards at Whumper. Whumper smiled, "Make it sweet.", before pressing down on the button.

Whumpee's shock collar was initially for barking dogs. They've grown quiet to avoid the pain.

Shocks were always paired with a simple command, down to the point that Whumpee could no longer even remember the word if they tried, the brain doing its best to block it all out. It was just another casualty of the past. It was, until Caretaker said the command-word.

Examples include: Seizures, memory loss, brain fog, migraines, stuttering or slurred speech, hand tremors, loss of sensation/pins & needles in extremities and balance issues

maybe whumper used to use a shock collar on them. maybe it was just a regular ol' collar, designed to remind them of who they belong to.

regardless, they're safe now, aren't they? at least, that's what they try and tell themselves. but their body seems to have different ideas.

maybe a team member playfully clasps their necklace around whumpee's neck and looks at them in horror when they start yanking at it and babbling whumper's name.

maybe whumpee has to attend a fancy event and has to spend the whole night trying not to sob because the collar of their button-up shirt is too tight around their neck and it reminds them of whumper's collar. maybe they spend the entire event in a daze, dissociating so hard they're barely there. maybe whumpee is normally outspoken and bold, but for the duration of the event they are perfectly mild-mannered and agreeable -- except every time they make a mistake, they brace for a shock.

maybe caretaker is bandaging a broken arm and goes to fasten a sling around whumpee's neck, only for whumpee to break down and injure themselves even more in their haste to get away.