Whumper comforting Whumpee after torture.
They polish the bloody knife, place it back in its case, and walk back towards a cowering, shaking Whumpee.
Whumper pulls them into their arms, carefully caressing their face and playing with their hair. Whispering comforting phrases in their ear, yet they're still laced with the hint of a threat.
"Shh... shh... It's over for now."
"You look so pretty all covered in blood."
"You've taken it so well."
"You're so tired... don't fight me, I'm done for today."
"Those screams of yours... Good job, today's were so beautiful. I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings."
This soon becomes routine. At first, Whumper has to hold Whumpee down, they're thrashing around, scared and miserable and tired. Soon, that exhaustion overcomes them. They sink into the arms of the person that hurts them, allowing themselves the only comfort they'll ever receive now.








