Scene Prompt 18
CW/TW: defiant whumpee, cruel/intimate whumper, beat-down, begging
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"Let me hear you beg Whumpee." Whumper sang gleefully as they continued to beat Whumpee with police baton they had acquired.
Whumpee had no idea where, seeing as Whumper was typically on the wrong side of the law, so they had assumed they procured it from an attempted arrest or something along those lines.
"Come on now, I said BEG." Whumper no longer sang as they grew increasingly frustrated and landed a blow hard enough to crack one of Whumpee's ribs. They were sure if they continued with the baton it would elicit the wanted reaction from their stubborn and defiant captive.
The pain exploded through Whumpee's torso and radiated in agony as they felt their rib crack under the harsh blow. Their body was covered in bruises and blood, their lip nearly bitten off by their own teeth as Whumpee tried to keep from screaming out.
It was only fun then, for Whumper that is.
From giving in and giving Whumper what they wanted.
Whumpee gave up trying to hold back the screams of pain and cried out their misery. But they still refused to beg for relief. Refused to give in to Whumper and come off as weak as Whumper believed them to be.
Whumpee could make out a blurry figure stand over them before their vision focused and they recognized the features of Whumper's face and clothing.
Pain still beat in tune with Whumpee's heartbeat as they cautiously opened an eye to see what was going on.
After a few minutes, or maybe hours they weren't sure, Whumper stopped hitting them and silence took over the room.
Just as Whumper bent down over them, straddling Whumpee to the ground and pinning their wrists above their head with one hand while brandishing a mean looking knife in the other.
"N-no..." Whumpee's cracked with the fear that began to take hold over them. Was this it?
"Heh, what was that? I didn't quite hear you." Whumper smiled as they leaned in close while gently dragging the knife's edge along Whumpee's jaw, feeling them shiver at the cold touch of the metal.
They were stronger than this and therefore stronger than Whumper.
Figuring as much from the glint in Whumpee’s eyes, Whumper cut into their skin. Retracing the path along their jaw, only this time drawing blood.
Relishing in the way their defiant little Whumpee's closed their eyes against the pain as silent, hot tears rolled down their cheeks to mingle with the blood trailing down their cheek and neck.
Whumpee bit their bleeding lip again. Rather taste the metallic tang of their own blood to remind themselves not to give in, not to beg.
Knowing that Whumpee needed more...persuasion, Whumper guided the blade of the knife across the right shoulder. Allowing the tip of the knife to pierce the flesh and cut out a chunk as Whumpee struggled under them, trying to buck them and the knife off of their body.
"You know what you have to do to make the pain stop." Another deep slice across the collarbone, not taking a chunk out of them this time but Whumper pushed the blade in beneath the bone only to wiggle and scrape the blade against said bone with a sadistically cruel smile spread across their face.
Whumpee thrashed underneath Whumper as they screamed and cried out loud which only caused more of the blade to scrape against their collarbone before Whumper finally pulled the knife out.
They had to do it. Whumpee knew they had to now, there was no other way Whumper was going to stop.
But Whumper didn't have to know that they didn't mean it...
With that thought in mind, as Whumper began to slice into their bicep, Whumpee started to beg.
"Please! No, d-don't-please no more Whumper, no more!"
Smiling in triumph, Whumper sat up a little straighter while still holding their captive restrained beneath them with their body weight and grip on their wrists.
"Good, Whumpee, good...do continue. I'd like to hear more." Whumper set the knife back behind them in their waist band, not caring of the blood from the knife smearing on their clothes.
They had worked their defiant little Whumpee all day to finally get this as they caressed the side of Whumpee's face with their hand, smearing blood on their cheek
Whumpee obliged them, begging and crying until Whumper was finally satisfied and released their grip on their wrists and slowly stood up.
Whumpee curled in on themselves, cradling their rib and placing a hand over the deep wound to their collar bone that still pulsed with blood a bit from earlier.
Whumper began to hum to themselves, mood gleeful again, as their steps made for the door while they let their Whumpee get some rest for the night now feeling they having finally earned it.
It worked, Whumpee couldn't believe that Whumper bought it all. Hook, line and sinker.
As if Whumpee had actually meant all that, had actually broken and given up all hope as Whumper wanted.
No, they told Whumper exactly what they wanted to hear. Unfortunately the tears were real enough, pain still throbbed throughout their body.
It was the beating of a lifetime leading up to getting sliced and diced a little but Whumpee was glad to say their spirit remained intact somehow.
They remained unbroken.
"Stupid motherfucker." Whumpee muttered to themselves, a bit delirious from the pain. The defiance remained strong with this one if only through their spirit alone.
"What did you just say?”
