Angel Whumper looks down at demon Whumpee, who was bound by angelic chains on their knees. The thick golden collar forces Whumpee to keep their head up. "Look at those horns." Whumper cooes, the tone is overly sweet as long they gently caress the horns. "Pet, they're too long and sharp. A silly little demon like you is bound to hurt yourself. And I can't let that happen." The stroking stops and Whumper's hand grips one of the horns tightly. "I'm going to be generous enough and fix it for you."
Whumpee's heart starts to race. "Don't." Whumpee tries to shake their head. "Don't touch my horns." Their horns were a point of pride. "Get off!"
Whumper yanks on the horn harshly, forcing Whumpee's head back. "The correct response is 'thank you for taking care of me.' Am I clear?"
"No."
Whumper gives an overly dramatic pout, but their eyes are filled with excitement. "You'll learn, little demon." Whumper puts their other hand on the horn. It starts off slowly as Whumper forces angelic power into their hands and slowly bends the horn.
Whumpee can feel their horn breaking slowly. It's painful beyond belief. "Stop stop stop!" The snap echos throughout the room. And Whumpee's eyes widen as half of their horn is dropped right in front of their eyes. "No." Tears fill Whumpee's eyes.
"Say thank you, little demon." Whumper moves to the other horn.
Whumpee is trying to struggle against the angelic chains that seem to hold them in place. They can feel their other horn behind broken in half. "STOP PLEASE!"
"Oh my little demon, this is for your own good." Whumper's tone takes a harsher tone. "Now thank me." SNAP! The other horn is broken in half and dropped in front of Whumpee.
Whumpee feels tears running down their cheeks. Their horns, were broken in half. What was once a mark of pride is now laying in front of them.
"We're not done." Whumper says almost too kindly. Using angelic magic Whumper holds an item that almost resembles sandpaper. They hold it in front of Whumpee. "I need to file the rest down." Whumper snaps their fingers and a large mirror appears in front of Whumpee.
Whumpee starts to beg, Whumper not to do this as they try to shuffle away.
Whumper snaps their fingers and pure angelic power runs through the chains, shocking Whumpee. Whumper watches as Whumpee falls to the ground twitching in pain. "Now now, little demon, I know this is scary, but this will help you." Whumper grabs Whumpee by the hair, yanking them back onto their knees. "Do not move and watch the mirror." The words are filled with angelic power, locking the chains and Whumpee in place.
Whumpee watches as Whumper puts the angelic sandpaper against the rest of their broken horn, a wicked grin stretching across Whumper's face.
Whumper works slowly filing away the rest of the horn, humming softly. Ocassionaly telling Whumpee what a good little demon they are and how Whumpee will be thanking them.
Whumpee winces each time the angelic sandpaper scrapes against their horns. Whumpee sobs and promises things that they won't be able to deliver ever on. What makes it worse is that Whumper simply laughs and with their free hand pats Whumpee's head, promising that this is for the best.
"And done." Whumper strokes the small stubs just barely peaking through Whumpee's hair.
Whumpee lets out a broken sob. "My horns."
"Where's my thank you?"
Whumpee simply continues to sob about their horns.
Whumper tsks. "I guess my little demon pet has some lessons to learn." Their hand grabs a handful of hair yanking on it harshly. "Aren't you lucky to have me teach you manners."
