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Pleasure in Pain #3

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Contents: TW torture, TW nail pulling, TW death threats, TW peeling burned skin, Whumper turned Whumpee, Vampire Whumpee, Female Whumper, Multiple Whumpers, TW electrocution, Past Reference to Burning, Implied Sun Burning, Cursing.

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Cordova hadn’t slept, he was exhausted. A lack of blood didn’t benefit his situation either, and it was starting to show in his healing speed. Although his bottom half showed progress in restoring itself, it was relatively slower than it should have been. Occasionally, Cordova would look down to see the progress, and each time he was disappointed to see his melted, flaky, charred body. The smell had long dissipated, or so he thought, his nose could've easily become numb to the stench.

As much as Cordova never wanted to see that human's face again, he began to hope for a distraction from this agonizing process. Coincidently, the sound of the door scrapping the floor echoed throughout the room as if his request was fulfilled. Cordova forced himself to eye the human down, glaring and bearing his teeth as he did before, only this time was different. He relaxed his face into a confused and curious expression as he saw another figure behind Rojan. It was a woman, her hair was dark as midnight and contained by long, thick braids. She had a golden hue to her light eyes accompanied by a pale complexion.

"Hey Cordova, I said today was going to be a special treat. Meet my beautiful wife, Lilith. She will be accompanying you today while I take a break. Just a recommendation, try to stay on her good side. She's also not as social as me, so don't be surprised if she doesn't answer you. Okay, I think that's it, so good luck. Bye amor."

Rojan kissed Lilith and left her and Cordova by themselves. Lilith proceeded to walk towards the confused vampire. She stopped a couple feet in front of him and simply stared at the creature, almost observing him. She finally set her eyes on his legs. They practically sparkled at the sight of them as a small smile appeared on her face. This was unnerving to Cordova, he had remembered the other human speaking of his wife and him hurting vampires together, so he's not surprised by this reaction, but unsettled nonetheless.

Lilith stepped closer and crouched down to be eye level with Cordova's legs. She tilted her head playfully while raising her hand. She reached for the melted, charred flesh which warranted the vampire to flinch at the sudden proximity. She notably retreated her hand back for a second, only to reach back out and graze her fingers on the grotesquely mutilated legs that shivered under her. Cordova couldn't help but growl and hiss at her in an attempt to stop her from irritating his injuries, but she never faltered. Lilith continued to examine the burned flesh and as she hovered over a flaking piece of skin, she instinctively ripped it off without a second thought. The vampire groaned and she looked up to see him glaring with bright red eyes. She returned his defiant expression with an ominous smile.

Lilith stood up and walked behind Cordova, out of his view. The sound of metal clanking together behind him undoubtably made his heart rate rise, but he didn't show it. She came back in front of him with a tweezer and a scalpel.

"Don't even think about using those on me, human." He tried to sound threatening, but his sore throat only allowed for a hoarse voice to be strained out.

Lilith didn't pay any mind to the vampire as she crouched next to the melted flesh again, readying her tools. She used the tweezer to grab onto whatever flesh was peeling away, and continued with the scalpel by slicing the decaying flesh off, laying it gently on the ground. Every time she cut away a piece, Cordova would pull and tug at the restraints as he growled and hissed from the pain of his removed skin.

When she finally took a break to admire her work, Cordova took a peek at his lower half and had finally realized how much the human had cut away. He could see his tibia bone along with his actively reconstructing nerves and tissue. He even noticed an increase in speed in his healing, as if the decayed flesh was prohibiting the process. Did that woman do it on purpose? Cordova thought that couldn’t be the case. His leg closed up in no time and the rest of his lower half did what it could without the dried out skin in the way.

Lilith placed the tools in her right pocket and picked up the pieces on the floor in a delicate manner. She then walked behind Cordova once more. She came back with a broom and swept away the left over shavings. Cordova couldn’t figure out what her deal was. Did she not intend to hurt him? Was she’s putting up a front? He could never understand humans, although it’s not as if he ever bothered to try. As he was lost in thought, the sudden jolt of the table made him acutely aware of his surroundings. The table resorted to a horizontal position, forcing him to lie on his back and face the ceiling.

“My husband calls you Cordova, that is your name, isn’t it?”

The humans voice was soft, gentle, almost like she was talking to a delicate animal she didn’t want to scare away. Cordova had always had a soft spot for women, but that didn’t stop him from hurting them. “Yes… what are you planning to do with me human?” The snap of a glove echoed dramatically.

“Nothing worse than the sun, I can assure you of that.”

Not that Cordova trusted her, but he’d much rather take anything other than the sun again. The sound of a cart being pushed on the right side of the vampire could be heard. Lilith stopped next to his head as Cordova looked on curiously at the assortment of instruments laid out. He had no clue what humans used them for, they were all so foreign. “Are you going to torture me?” He couldn’t help but get the question out of the way.

Lilith rolled up in a chair with wheels and sat next to the cart. She tilted her head slightly. “What gives you that idea?”

“Well you’re not exactly letting me go, and you’re acquainted with that other human who’s already put me through pain, so call it a hunch that you want to do the same.”

“Bluntly, yes, I will. At least to you it’ll be torture, for me it’s science.”

Cordova noticed a pattern in the woman’s manner of speech. She always said things matter-of-factly. In a way it was comforting knowing exactly what he was getting into, but it creeped him out how nonchalant she was.

“My husband says you’re 120 years old. Pretty young, most vampires we’ve had, have been at least 300 years, if not older. They’ve had more experience with pain, unlike juveniles. I would like to test your pain tolerance.”

“I’m still older than you woman.”

As Cordova’s eyes focused on the circular door in the roof, a sudden jolt of electricity flowed throughout his body. His body tensed up and arched off the table. He screamed mostly from shock than the pain. It was more of the unnatural sensation that threw him off, and it felt as if his nerves were being zapped. A constant stream of electricity used his veins as currents to flow all the way to the tips of his body. It finally stopped and his body slumped back onto the table. He was breathing heavily and he quickly shot a glare at Lilith who looked at him with curious eyes.

“Did that hurt?”

Cordova tried to scare her by tugging at all his restraints in unison and exposing his fangs as his eyes glowed red. She didn’t even flinch, not even a blink, just that ominous smile.

“I’ll take that as a yes then.”

At least she was right about one thing, electricity was nowhere near the power of the sun, but if anything it felt more internal then scorching the surface did.

“Have you ever lost a nail?”

Cordova didn’t bother hiding his confused expression. Who loses nails, he wondered. Lilith grabbed pliers off the table and rolled over to Cordova’s right hand. She gripped his pointer finger and he immediately attempted to tug his hand away, but it only reminded him of the burning silver bindings he had long gotten used to. She placed the pliers on his nail, digging slightly under the bed before gripping the tip. In one swift motion, she pulled his entire nail out as if it had never been attached to him in the first place. “FFFUUCK… you biTCH.” Cordova groaned and banged the table with his head in pain and frustration.

“No need for vulgar language Cordova. You can simply say that this experiment hurt.”

In a fit of clouded rage, Cordova spat out at Lilith. “You fucking psychotic bitch, when I get out I’m gonna rip you to shreds and give you to the ravagers so they can tear you apart limb from limb and devour every piece of you till your just bones for dogs to chew on.”

There was a long pause of silence, only Cordova’s heavy breaths were heard and a low chuckle overcame them. The vampire turned his head towards Lilith to see her smiling and holding her stomach with one hand as she laughed. When she was done, she placed the nail on the tray and stood up.

“I can see why my husband gave you the sun so early. It’s been a long time since we’ve had such a truculent subject. I have an idea.”

She walks somewhere out of Cordova’s view and the table readjusted itself to be in an upright position and turned 180 degrees to the area Cordova had never been able to see. It was almost a reflection of other side, except there was an entire wall fool of tools, as well as a tables scattered with boxes and organizational systems. Lilith made her way to a switch and laid her hand on it teasingly.

“How about we give your lower half a break and focus on tanning that face of yours.”

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Date: March 28, 2023

Taglist: @turn-the-tables-on-them

Whumpril 2023

Pleasure in Pain #4

Day 1: Panic Attack

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Contents: TW threatened with burning, TW panic attack, Vampire Whumpee, Female Whumper, Whumper Turned Whumpee, Begging, Fear.

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With Lilith’s hand rested lazily on the lever, Cordova could feel his vision blur as he started to zone out. He began to feel his heart pounding as if trying to escape, his body was working overtime to compensate for the speed of his heart rate. His breath was labored as if there wasn’t enough oxygen in the world for him to breathe. He could feel the tips of his fingers tingling almost numbingly. He could have sworn that he could here his own blood circulating in his ears. His body was incredibly tense and yet he felt like his soul could leave his body at any second, if he had one that is. What’s happening to me? He had never experienced such an event, all he knew was that he wanted it to stop, but it wasn’t showing any sign of letting up. His chest was heaving and his hands shook against the silver restraints.

“Woah, no way.” Lilith looked on curiously. “You’re showing symptoms of a panic attack. I didn’t even know you could experience those. Fascinating.”

Cordova felt a his chest tighten as if a weight had been dropped on top of him, followed by a lump forming in his throat. What’s a panic attack? Am I really having one, is this normal?

“Listen, I’m not one for comforting, but maybe if I open the roof then you’ll snap out of it on your own.”

Through his wide-lens view, he saw Lilith pull the lever down enthusiastically. Almost immediately he was brought back to reality, his fight-or-flight trying to activate. He had never felt so much fear in his life, but he knew he never wanted the sun to touch even a hair on him ever again. The ceiling rumbled as the doorway to the sky was peeling itself away. He finally pushed the lump on his throat deep down and found his voice. He didn’t even think about what he was saying, it didn’t matter. “WAIT! WAIT! PLEASE! Please stop, please please please I’m begging you, please don’t let the sun in, please please, I can’t take it again, do anything you want to me, ANYTHING, just please don’t… d-don’t burn me.” Cordova continued to mutter incoherent pleas like a broken record player.

Lilith grinned from ear to ear as butterflies swarmed her stomach. She brought the lever to a middle placement to stop the ceiling from opening any further, but it didn’t retreat back. Cordova looked up at the ceiling and took a breath of relief as he laid his head back on the table.

“Oh, poor vampire. The sun frightens you so much that your own fear induces a panic attack in response to your trauma. I’d almost consider that human. But tell me, why shouldn’t I burn you? What’s going to stop me?”

Cordova lolled his forward so he could see Lilith. Her fingers danced along the lever as she leaned her back against the wall. How could I make her get away from that thing? He tried to think of what made her go over there in the first place. He remembered her faltering slightly when he cursed and threatened her, when he lashed out she seemed to want to correct his behavior. Is that it?

“Nothing to say? Well I tried.”

Lilith pushed the lever down, the opening grew wider. A ray of sunlight beamed past Cordova. His whole body shivered. “W-wait wait, stop, I-I’ll cooperate. Please stop it.” Lilith raised a brow, then leveled the lever.

“Cooperate? What makes you think I can’t force you to do what I want you to do? I mean, if you’re burnt to a crisp then that’s less restraint and struggling on you’re end which would make my job a whole lot easier, don’t you agree?”

“B-but, y-you don’t h-have to do that. I-I swear, you really don’t need to. I…” Cordova couldn’t believe he was stooping so low, so low as to apologize to a human, even begging to her put a dent in his pride, but nothing compared to the sheer force of the sun. “I’m s-sorry. Sorry for curs- c-calling you a bitch, a-a-and threatening you. I-I swear I won’t do that again, I’ll take anything you do to me w-willingly. I-I’ll answer your questions. Just please don’t do it, don’t burn me… Lilith.”

It showed on both of their faces that each of them were equally surprised by the use of her name, especially from a vampire. Lilith chuckled and sighed loudly.

“Well, how can I say no to that?”

Lilith pulled the lever up and the ceiling began to close. Any tension in Cordova’s body disappeared and he finally felt good enough to breathe. Lilith was practically skipping over to Cordova, humming amusingly. When she stopped in front of him, he could feel his chest start to tighten again.

“So, what should we get started with?”

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Date: April 1, 2023

Taglist: @turn-the-tables-on-them @whumpril

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Whumpril 2023

Pleasure in Pain #5

Day 2: “Get some rest.”

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I know I’m a day behind, school isn’t helping, but I still want to write so I’m just going to go at my own pace.

Contents: TW amputation, TW blood, Chainsaw, Vampire Whumpee, Lady Whumper, Whumper Turned Whumpee.

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Lilith had her arms crossed across her chest, her fingers tapping rhythmically on her bicep. Her eyes were scanning Cordova’s body top to bottom. She finally fixed her eyes to his feet and Cordova’s gaze followed.

“You know, I might have been able to help your legs heal faster by cleaning them up, but your feet are in no position to heal anytime soon. I could cut them off if you want them to heal faster.”

Cordova’s eyes widened. He was finding it harder to believe that she spoke of the act of amputation so nonchalantly. Of course he didn’t want to lose any limbs, he knew they would grow back, but who would wish to be amputated, let alone experience the pain? “N-no it’s fine, I-I can wait for them to heal.”

“Oh please, I’m providing you the mercy of amputating your limbs that have basically become ash. You won’t accept my help?”

“I-it’s not that. I-I just, um, I’ve been without bl-”, Should I say that? What good would it do to tell her I need blood? She obviously knows that and hasn’t offered. “I’m not exactly healing at the highest rate right now.”

“That’s true, you need blood to keep up with your regeneration. Either way, the dead skin has to come off somehow and I don’t have hours to just to peel it off myself.”

She turns around and walks straight to the tools, more like torture devices, and hovers her hand above them as if trying to feel for the right one. She reached to her right and grabbed a chainsaw.

“I think this one would be able to do just the trick. It’ll be able to go straight through the bone. This is definitely the most efficient way. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

Lilith crept forward, teasing the sound of the saw. Cordova’s body shivered. She stood in front of him, holding the chainsaw so that it grazed his right foot. He twitched at the cold steel and his heart rate exponentially increasing with every individual tooth of the saw that took turns touching his skin. “I-I d-don’t think tha-”.

“Didn’t you say you were going to cooperate? That I could do anything I wanted? Why are you being so defiant when you know it won’t change the outcome?”

“I-I’m just-”, scared, “-will you get it over with quickly?”

“If you don’t struggle, it shouldn’t take more than 10 minutes. I’ve had practice.”

Lilith places the saw firmly just above his right ankle. Cordova’s whole body tensed, his fingernails squeezing into his palms, he shut his eyes and faced away as if it would help him forget about what’s about to transpire.

“I’ll tell you what, tomorrow I’ll tell my husband to not do anything to you, so you can heal. Aaannd if you behave, then I’ll consider throwing in some pigs blood.”

Was she seriously bargaining right now? Of course I don’t want to get hurt, and pigs blood tastes like shit but it’s better than nothing. Cordova simply nodded hoping that was enough for her as he prepared himself. Lilith took that as her cue to start immediately.

The sound of the chainsaw echoed off the walls and filled Cordovas ears. The moment the chain hacked into his flesh his shut jaw was pried open by his drowned out screams. He could feel his blood splatter onto his thighs and hands. He reeled his head back as far as the table would allow. His wrists pressed into the silver restraints causing a searing pain that couldn’t compete against what he was experiencing. The chainsaw, relentless, moved passed the muscle and tendons and provided a new sensation that stopped any noise from coming out of his mouth. The chain hit his bone with a force that caused it to rattle up his right leg. Cordova swore he could feel it crack with the power of an earthquake. His foot was hanging slightly off on one side, practically doing some of the work for Lilith as it pulled on the other side. She finished but cutting off the remaining flesh. His foot hit the ground with a thud as the chainsaws visceral sound died down. Cordova hadn’t realized he was crying until he heard his own sobs, he grimaced as he inhaled sharply as if trying to keep his screams to himself.

“One more~”, Lilith said in a singly voice.

Before Cordova could mentally prepare himself, Lilith started to repeat what she had done to his left foot. Halfway through, Cordova was barely conscious, not making a single noise, eyes fluttering. His other foot dropped to the floor. Lilith placed the chainsaw down on the floor and picked his feet up like they were shoes. She walked towards the table and pulled out a waste bin dropping both into it. She wiped her hands on her coat and picked up the chainsaw as to put it back where she found it. Lilith pressed the button and the table leveled itself out horizontally. Cordova didn’t react, if anything it made it easier for him to slip into unconsciousness. Lilith made her way out, but before closing the door she turned to look at Cordova.

“Get some rest.”

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Date: April 2, 2023

Taglist: @turn-the-tables-on-them @whumpril

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Whumpril 2023

Pleasure in Pain #8

Day 5: Dragged

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I swear I start these on the day but don’t get to finish them until days after.

Contents: TW silver burning/ restraints, TW stabbed, TW fear, TW electrocuted, Failed Escape Attempt, Vampire Whumpee, Dragged Out From Under A Table, Multiple Whumpers, Whumper Turned Whumpee.

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Cordova waits long enough for him to be sure that Rojan won't be able to hear anything. He immediately uses his free foot to kick off the restraint on his other foot. At first the silver burns his heel and he has to take a break. Once his skin heals from the burns he hits the restraint one more time and it go flying across the room. He waits in silence to make sure nobody heard him. The coast is clear. He picks his lower body up and folds in half. His feet are now near his retrained wrists. It's an awkward angle, and in no way comfortable, but he manages to get a few good hits on his right restraint before it falls off the table. He takes a break and catches his breath. This time he uses his free hand to hit his left restraint once, it's practically split in two from the sheer force. Any sign of the silver burning his skin has been erased by his healing. The adrenaline is clearly keeping him motivated to keep going and to stay on his feet.

He freezes when he hears a sound come from the corner of the room. He turns his head slowly in the direction of the sound. He's pleasantly surprised by the sight of a mouse squeaking in the corner. He's clearly on edge. He gets off the table and quietly walks to the door... it's silver. Fuck. He was able to handle the small silver restraints, but even looking at this tall, purely silver door makes him feel dizzy. Cordova tries to hold the handle of the door, but immediately jumps back from the pain now lingering in his palm. How is he going to get out of here?

He looks around the room for anything that can help him. There's thick towels stained with red. He grabs them and practices holding the restraints with them. He doesn't feel anything. This could work. He walks back over to the door, taking a deep breath, Cordova reaches for the handle with the towel in hand. No pain. A smile appears on his face, he pulls the door, but immediately stops when he hears it scratch the floor. He waits for any indication that someone is coming.

Nothing. This time he pulls the door in increments of two feet until it's wide enough for him to get past without touching it. Cordova quickly steps out of the room not wanting to waste another second in there. Theres a hallway leading straight to a flight of stairs. As he walks down the barren corridor he sees the old tattered metal wall flaking, the concrete floor holding a hint of smeared red that lead into other doors found on either side.

Cordova is light on his feet until he makes it to the flight of stairs. This time, to his delight, the door at the top of the staircase is wooden. He carefully makes his way up and lays his ear against the door. He can hear something bubbling, but no voices or footsteps. Is it possible that they are both gone? He grabs the knob and turns it until the door cracks open. He peeks through. He sees a kitchen and a dining table. There's a pot on the stove actively boiling something. They're still home. He doesn't see them or hear them, where are they? Pushing the door open quietly, he steps into the kitchen. On the right there appears to be a living room and a hallway that leads to the rest of the house. No sign of them. Cordova takes a look at the curtains. There isn't anything shining through. He tugs at them to see if sunlight floods in, nothing. He peeks outside and sees the sun setting.

He jumps slightly at the sound of the pot boiling over on the stove. Then the sound of a door clicking open makes his heart jump out of his chest. He quickly gets under the dining table out of panic and didn't make a sound. Why am I hiding, I'm a vampire? He thought to himself for only a moment before seeing footsteps walk past the table and towards the kitchen, effectively reminding him why he's terrified. The pair of white heels stood by the boiling pot, Cordova had assumed Lilith was the owner.

"Rojan! Dinner is ready!" Lilith yelled, it was the first time Cordova had heard her voice so loud.

Rojan soon came down the hall in his brown combat boots, his footsteps were heavy, indicated by the creaking floor boards.

"I'm starving Lilith, everything smells so good right now." Rojan said in an eager tone.

"Well maybe you should make dinner once in a while so that you won't have to wait on me." Lilith said annoyed.

"I swear I'll cook tomorrow, I'll grill some burgers for us, okay love?"

"Fine. I suppose thats acceptable." Lilith couldn't help but smile a little.

Cordova... he was sitting as quiet as a mouse under the table unsure of what his next move should be. This wasn't the best outcome of the situation, but he had yet to be caught. He suddenly saw Lilith came over to the table and Cordova tucked his legs against his chest. She placed the pot on the table and both her and Rojan pulled their respective chairs out from under the table. Cordova quickly pushed himself as far as he could against the end chair blocking his way. The legs of Rojan and Lilith accompanying him under the table.

"You know love, I do believe I smell something divine, don't you?"

"I do believe I smell something exquisite as well."

Cordova held his breath, his heart rate increasing, his palms beginning to sweat. Why were they talking like that? Nobody moved a muscle.

"Cordova~." Rojan said in a singly voice.

Cordova's heart dropped into his stomach. His breath was shallow and his body was shaking.

"Would you be so kind as to come out so that we won't have to force you to." Rojan's voice was calm and almost lighthearted.

Cordova had hoped that they were just bluffing and were just being paranoid. They were just trying to pry a reaction out of him, but how could they know he was there? He didn't move, he held onto to the hope that they weren't being serious and that they didn't actually know he was there.

Rojan slammed his hands on the table while pushing himself off of his chair. The table shook and Cordova put his hand over his mouth as if it would help him. Rojan crouched down and looked under the table, his deadpan face accompanied by his silver eyes didn't let on a hint of mercy for the cowering vampire. Cordova hiccuped into his hand, and that triggered Rojan to give a cheshire smile.

"Cordova~."

Rojan quickly grabbed the vampires ankle and dragged him out from under the table. Cordova yelped and tried to scramble back under the table. Rojan had a firm grip. He grabbed a knife from the table and stabbed it into Cordova's leg. Silver. The vampire groaned as the utensil seared into his skin. He was pulled out again, this time he didn't move. Rojan pulled the knife out, then stepped above the vampire, crouching down closer to his shaking body.

"Poor Cordova, so close... yet so far."

Cordova pushed Rojan into the door that led to the basement. Cordova quickly got up and ran into the hallway, he could see a door at the end of it. He sprinted and quickly grabbed the door knob. Electricity flowed through his hand, up his arm, and spread like wild fire all throughout his body. His hand released the knob and he stumbled back. His body twitched from the lingering electricity. It was difficult for him to focus, but his arm reached for the door.

"COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Rojan seethed with anger and kicked Corodva's body into the door in front of him. "That's TWICE you've thrown me into a wall you fucking blood sucker."

Cordova was sightly winded from the impact of the door. He turned around and faced Rojan, pressing his back against the door.

"You're in for a world of hurt kid."

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Date: April 5, 2023

Taglist: @whumpril @turn-the-tables-on-them

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