TW: Past/Mentioned Kidnapping and Noncon Drugging, Restrained, Captivity, Sadistic/Creepy Whumper
Whumpee woke up to darkness. Where am I? Why can’t I see anything? They tried to lift their hands but they found they couldn’t move them at all. They attempted to move the rest of their body and quickly came to the same realization. From the feel of it, they were tied down to a chair, their wrists bound to the arms. They sighed and hung their head. Well isn’t this great?
They heard a heavy door shutting somewhere behind them and they lifted their head, turning to the left.
“You’re awake!” They flinched and leaned forward when they heard a voice directly behind them. “Perfect timing, am I right?” They shivered when the voice was in their right ear, warm breath ghosting over their skin.
“Who–who are you?!” Whumpee asked in alarm.
“Who am I?” The voice was suddenly on their left, they flinched again. “How about a guess, huh?”
“Sorry, I’m all outta guesses right now. Can you just tell me?”
“Aw, how come? I like games, Whumpee.” It sounded like the voice was smiling as it moved away.
“How do you know my name?” They frowned.
“Oh Darling I know everything there is to know about you.” The voice was behind their head now.
“Wait…you’re the person who drugged me! That’s who you are!”
“There it is! See, aren’t games fun?”
“This is not a game! You’ve literally kidnapped me, tied me to a chair and left me in a dark room! What kind of sick games do you play?!”
“Oh, Whumpee, you really think it’s dark in here? You’re a lot dumber than I realized.”
They heard a sigh before two hands brushed their face, snatching the blindfold off. A bright light hanging from the ceiling blinded Whumpee for a moment. They closed their eyes tightly and lowered their head.
“If I wanted you in a dark place, I would’ve thrown you in that old warehouse. Or maybe even my shed.”
“So what do you want with me?”
“I just want some company. Been kind of bored for the past few months.”
“And so you kidnap a person?” Whumpee frowned over their shoulder attempting to see their captor.
“Of course.” Whumpee turned to their left when they felt a hand on their shoulder. They looked up and found a crooked grin. “You’re going to keep me entertained until I can’t use you anymore.”
“What am I? A toy?”
The grin turned into a smirk. “Precisely.”