#bound for pleasure

[nightwolferebornii]

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[oakendesk]

book cover - Pleasure Bound - 1965

Eric Stanton

[waywardgirl75]

call me delusional or whatever, but when sanji called him a liability zoro's earrings, "twikked" and i can tell you with 100% surety of my delusional mind that zoro was thinking, "just wait you shitty cook. once this is over, I'll show you how my liability can cause more problems for you and how it will make you scream my name and beg for more."

[several-ravens]

jon finally apologised to martin and tim so i like him now

[liones-s]

sunday morning

[nightwolferebornii]

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[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

girl's honest desire to give moretti funeral business

[apatheticallyromantic]

taigen definitely cums (and possibly overstimulates himself 🥰) when he eats mizu out-

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I love headcanons where taigen gets off on pleasing his partner……… this man eats pussy like a man STARVED

He’s eager going down on Mizu, for once having the upper hand with her, getting more excited by the happy sounds he gets from her. And when she threads her fingers through his hair, pushes him down on her, holds him in place with her thighs, his hips buck forward looking for something to grind on— the floor, the edge of a raised surface— he feels release from the way Mizu uses him for her pleasure.

[elizabethrobertajones]

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Send 🗝️ to see them in private.

"What are you doing in here? Get out!"

Free Company houses are for politically neutral snuggles.

[hatigave-a]

welcome home most beloved boy Tanwir <3

xlv.  sun chaser / homeward bound in time  (  tanwir :  visage )

xlv.  pleasures of a simple life  (  tanwir :  study )

xlv.  stories of morning dew and setting sun  (  tanwir :  headcanon )

ii.  stardust memories  (  tanwir :  ic )

[sparklyseblos]

i had a nightmares come to life moment during media earlier, my teacher was asked people for a show of hands of who’s so obsessed with a tv show/film that they know the general rhythm of it. ofc i put my hand up and ofc my teacher asked ME what it was, i said hsmtmts nervously but i think she heard hsm (which may have been better acc) the worst part was that she kept referencing it as she was talking, it was so embarrassing me and my friend were laughing everytime 😭

[sorrowful-hyacinth]

Pleasure in Pain

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Contents: Whump, Fear, Torture, Revenge, Whumper Turned Whumpee, Vampire Whump, Hurt/No Comfort, Silent Begging, Defiant Whumpee, Cut Open, Organs Exposed.

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Cordova struggled against the silver restraints as best he could, fighting the paralyzing sensation of the searing pain. His body was stretched out and bound to a table. He couldn’t believe how reckless he had been, to allow a human to catch him by surprise.

The silver door opened, the human looking at the rabid vampire with a tired expression. “Don’t you guys ever sleep, all you’ve been doing is making noise since I brought you here. Aren’t you tired?”

Cordova growled in response, attempting to pull himself up off the table. The human pressed a button and the table lifted itself so the Cordova was at an incline. He leaned forward and tried to intimidate the human, “I swear, when I get out of these, I will rip your throat out and ring you dry.”

“Jeez, you don’t even want to introduce yourself first. I thought vampires were suppose to be all proper and shit. Fine I’ll start, my name is Rojan, now what’s your name?”

“Like I’d tell you, human.” Cordova growled.

Rojan sighed. “You know, being all mean and gloomy isn’t going to help your case. Not that I’m going to treat you nice or anything, but you might catch me in a good mood.” Rojan grabbed a silver knife out of the holster on his left side. “I wonder… have you ever been cut by a blade before… have you ever experienced pain in your life up until now. I doubt it.”

Cordova tensed but his defiant attitude didn’t waver. He glared down at the human, constantly looking at his neck.

“You’re probably wondering what you’re doing here. Not that it’s much of mystery, but I want to tell you a little bit about the reason why. You see, I’m sure you’ve noticed, but I’m not that young anymore. I have a family, or well, it isn’t so whole anymore. My daughter… she was taken from me… by a vampire. My wife and I, well, let’s just say we made a hobby out of our family trauma. We kidnap, torture, and kill vampires… because we don’t want anyone else’s kid to be swooped up by monsters like you. So, although you didn’t take my daughter specifically, you were going to take someone’s the night I took you. I couldn’t stand idly by.”

“You think I give a damn what you think of me human. You’re weak and pathetic…”, Cordova chuckles, “and clearly your daughter was too.”

Rojan was furious. He walked up to the struggling vampire and laid his blade on his chest. Cordova hissed and bared his teeth at the human. Rojan pushed his blade down into Cordovas chest and pulled his knife down, creating an opening that revealed his ribcage. Cordova held back a scream but couldn’t stop a tear going down his cheek. He had never felt pain like this before. He could feel his body attempting to seal the wound, but the human didn’t let up. Every time the wound closed, he would reopen it over and over… and over again. Until one time, the human decided to cut a little deeper, exposed organs made Rojan smile.

“Now this is where it gets fun.” Rojan stared at Cordovas insides like a kid on Christmas. He simply touched the tip of his blade to his liver and Cordova wailed. His body was shaking, he couldn’t describe what he was feeling, it was unnatural, unholy. Rojan laughed at his pain and moved onto his intestines. He made a long precise cut and Cordova could barely make a sound. Tears were streaming, his eyes wide, and despite healing fast, that didn’t stop the pain.

Rojan continued to play with the vampires insides, constantly reopening wounds for what felt like hours. At some point, with Cordovas head lolled to the side, Rojan decided to see how the vampire was doing. They made eye contact, only there was no defiance in Cordova anymore. With pleading eyes, he looked down at Rojan and croaked out a simple, “please…”, barely above a whisper.

“Oh poor vampire, but I was just starting to enjoy this.”

Cordova sniffles back his tears, relieved that the human took a break from cutting, even if it was just to answer him.

“Tell you what, if you tell me your name, I’ll stop for today. Deal?”

Cordovas eyes glazed at the thought of being relieved of this torture. Defiance wasn’t on his mind, at least not for now. All he wanted was to heal. “I-it’s Cordova”.

“That’s quite the name. I guess I’ll leave you alone for now. Oh, but do you mind holding onto this for me?” Rojan plunged his knife straight through the vampire. He missed the organs, but pierced through his back. Cordova cried out as his skin attempted to heal around the knife, the handle peeking out as a reminder. He stayed perfectly still, not wanting the feel the knife touch his insides. His breathing was heavy, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of the handle.

With a big smile, Rojan said, “Well then, see you tomorrow… Cordova.”

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Date: Feb 18, 2023

[nightwolferebornii]

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[sorrowful-hyacinth]

Pleasure in Pain #2

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I realized people are interested in vampire whump… and so am I. Therefore, I decided to make a second part to this Drabble because I need more whump in my life.

Contents: TW Burning Alive, Fear, Bound, Vampire Whumpee, Defiant Whumpee, Whumper Turned Whumpee, Torture, Hurt/No Comfort.

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Cordova didn’t sleep, the presence of the knife in his body was unnerving. The handle sticking out acted as a reminder of how easily he could remove the anomaly if he wasn’t bound by the silver bindings that had been burning his flesh. Every time he tried to relax the knife would brush against any organs near it, causing him to stay tensed.

The silver door scratches the concrete floor. For the first time Cordova looks away from the handle and stares at Rojan. His eyes flare a bright red and he bares his teeth. Rojan sighs as he walks in with some sort of a book.

“You do realize that you don’t look all that intimidating when you’re bound, right?”

“It would be an entirely different story if I was free, you would be shaking, screaming, begging me not to kill you.”

“Well obviously, but that’s not the case now is it. Here, let me show you something.”

Rojan pulled up a chair and sat in front of Cordova. He opened to the first page of the book.

“This is like my scrapbook. Every vampire I’ve ever killed is in this book. Now you’re going to be my 25th kill.” Rojan lifts the book so Cordova can see the page. “See, I put their name, their age, how many days it took for them to ask me to kill them, and one of their fangs. Like a little momento.”

“Do you think I give a shit about your weird custom human? If anyone’s going to die here, it’s going to be you.”

“Says the vampire with a silver knife in his body.”

Rojan stands up and places the book on the seat. He walks over to Cordova who, despite knowing how useless it was, was still trying to break out of his restraints. Rojan placed a firm grip on the handle and pulled the knife out with all his strength. The wound quickly sealed, along with the one on Cordova’s back.

Cordova sighed with relief, it was the first time he had relaxed since it was placed there. Rojan grabbed a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the knife before placing it back in his holster. Rojan slightly chuckles getting the attention of Cordova.

“Sorry it’s just, I mean I thought you vampires were supposed to be like apex predators or whatever, but it’s so easy to catch you guys. I mean all I had to do was wrap a silver chain around you and kick you into a silver box. For such strong creatures, you’re not all that impressive.”

“You dare insult me with your cowardice ways human.”

“Oh please, it’s more like leveling the playing field. Besides, you can live for hundreds of years. Speaking of which, how old are you?”

“Why, so you can put it in your book? Why should I give you the satisfaction human?”

“Because if you don’t then I have a fun activity we can do today. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but do you see that circular shape in the ceiling.”

Cordova looks up and sees it. “What about it?”

“Well, that circle opens up to the sky, and it’s the hour where the sun is at its highest and hottest. Would you like to bask in the sun for a little bit?”

Cordova’s heart skips a little at the thought of burning. He’s never been touched by the sun, but he’s heard other vampires accounts and they had all claimed it was the worst pain they had felt. It was bad enough getting burned alive, but to not be able to die after the excruciating pain is horrific. He tried to keep a poker face to not play into Rojan’s threats.

“Or you could just tell me your age.”

Cordova glared, not saying a word.

“Suit yourself.”

Rojan walked past Cordova as he pulled down on a lever on the wall. The circular doorway slowly opened, exposing the bright blue sky. Cordova’s body tensed in preparation. His chest rising and falling faster as the sky became more visible.

Finally, a ray of sunlight peered through, just missing Cordova’s feet. All he could do was stare at the light as it creeped closer to him. Rojan came back into view and sat in the chair holding the book.

The sun touched Cordova’s feet and immediately got to work at burning his body to a crisp. His eyes went wide with fear and panic as it took little time for the searing pain to cause his skin to dry up and practically bubble as if he was being boiled. His screams filled the room as the table shook violently from his thrashing. His dry skin flaked off, his blood boiled, and whatever was left would be charred to a crisp leaving the lingering acrid smell of charcoal and sulfur filling his nose. The sun climbed up his body as the minutes went by. Every time Cordova thought he would get used to the sensation, an untouched area would go through all the stages of torture, causing him to yell and cry. His lower body was burned, unrecognizably melted away. He hadn’t even noticed when Rojan stood up and walked to the lever, closing the opening in the ceiling.

“As much as your screams were music to my ears, I don’t want you to get used to the worst forms of torture so early. It’ll ruin the fun of breaking you.”

Cordova was breathing loudly, he stayed perfectly still, not wanting to feel his burnt flesh sticking to the table. He could feel his body healing, but at an exponentially slower rate than ever before. He dared to look down and witnessed his blackened skin that had also fallen onto the floor. He gagged at the sight, and the smell was enough for him to wish he couldn’t breathe.

“So, did you have a change of heart, or should I leave you to the sun’s will?”

Cordova shook his head, it was hard for him to get a word out. His throat felt thick from all the crying, and strained from the screaming.

“Well then, how old are you vampire?”

Cordova cleared his throat as best he could and quietly said, “120.”

“Wow, you’re the youngest vampire I’ve caught. No wonder you were so reckless.” Rojan wrote in his scrapbook. “Well, that’s it for today. I do hope you heal up fast, tomorrows going to be a special treat.”

Rojan stood up and left the room, shutting the silver door. Cordova had a constant stream of tears flowing. The stench of his own flesh consumed his nose. It was a smell he wouldn’t forget. It was getting harder by the day to stay strong, but he was still determined to find a way to get out, to find a way to kill that human.

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Date: February 27, 2023