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Bad Little Bird

Content: TW Blood, Fear, Unwanted Touches, Captive, Caught Escaping, Sadistic Whumper, Mention of Wing Removal, Threats of Pain and Death, Pet Names.

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“Tsk tsk tsk… and here I thought you had learned to be a good little bird.”

Whumpees skin crawled hearing his tormentors voice behind them. They had just gone through the agonizing process of climbing up the stairs from the basement. Each step covered in sharp nails that pierced their feet with every step. The bloody steps leaving a trail behind them like breadcrumbs. The rawly torn flesh on their wrists and ankles reflecting the painful escape from their bindings. The dried blood staining their back from their one, beautiful wing having been sawed off a day or so ago. It was hard to say how long it had been when they were stuck in the darkness for so long.

A chill goes up their spine when they feel Whumpers breath brush down their neck. Their still intact wing wrapping around themselves instinctively for protection from the nightmare behind them. If only it was just a nightmare.

“Now, now. What have I said about not looking at me when I’m talking to you, hm?”

Whumpee swallowed the lump in their throat, their breath slightly shaky as they hesitantly turned their body slowly to face Whumper. Seeing his piercing red eyes looking down at him with disappointment, but his smile showed a sadistic pleasure in Whumpees fear.

Whumper hummed softly as his hand raised up to Whumpees wing, lightly dancing his fingers along the bend. The noticeable flinch making him grin wider as he loomed over the shorter man.

“It would be a shame if I had to take your last wing, wouldn’t it? Then you wouldn’t be my little birdie anymore. Do you know what I do with birds that lose both of their wings?”

Whumpee could feel a plea trying to claw out from his throat, but he knew better than to let it out. The tears couldn’t be stopped though. The fear pushing them out as they pricked at the corner of his eyes.

Whumpees head whipped to the side from the harsh slap to his left cheek. Stunning him and making his stance stagger as he held his cheek with my hand. His wing quivering around him. Whumper grabbing their chin roughly and forcing Whumpees gaze up to theirs once again. Their smile gone, and Whumpee could’ve sworn Whumpers eyes were glowing with a cold glare.

“I snap their necks and put them out of their misery.”

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Date: March 12, 2024

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