Whumpcember Day 19: Exhaustion
TW: Creepy/Intimate Whumper, Force Feeding, Noncon Drugging, Kissing and Touching (Nonsexual), Chains
Whumpee could only wince in pain as the knife was pulled from his torso. He was getting lightheaded from losing so much blood. Taking all this pain wasn’t making this much better. He was forced to stand as his arms were held up above his head by chains. He’d been chained to this wall for hours, taking every little punishment Whumper gave him.
They were insane. He was more than tired, why weren’t they? Why weren’t they sick of inflicting pain onto him? The only breaks they’ve taken were the breaks to speak to him; whether that was while they were picking or cleaning their weapon or invading Whumpee’s personal space. He’d been shouting for so long, he didn’t even bother telling them to stop anymore due to his throat feeling raw. His voice was hoarse and he probably couldn’t force out a sound if he tried.
Whumper stepped back and examined his expression. They leaned close, giggling. “You seem quite tired, honey. Are you tired of playtime?” Whumpee nodded slowly. “Aw, I was getting to the fun part.” They briefly pouted before shrugging. “Oh well, I guess it could wait since you are losing a lot of blood. I guess I should get you patched up, huh?”
They giggled before freeing his arms from the chains holding them up. A moment hadn’t even gone by before Whumpee’s weak body began falling forward. “Aw! You had so much fun, you’re falling for me! Literally!” Whumper smiled as they caught him. They held him tightly. “I’m happy you had fun with me this time! You even stopped crying! How about I tuck you in tonight? Yeah? I’m sure you won’t mind!”
Whumper unchained his ankles before bridal carrying him to the dirty mattress on the other side of the filthy basement. They gently placed him down and cooed. “Aw, you’re so tired you don’t even object! How cute! I’ll be back, okay?”
Whumpee didn’t respond as they left, disappearing up the staircase. They later came back with a first aid kit, water bottle and pill. They sat down on the mattress next to him before shoving the pill in his mouth. “I have to make sure you rest well Whumpee. Can’t have you wandering in the middle of the night!”
They giggled and began cleaning every wound. They enjoyed the gasps and whines coming from Whumpee as they poked at each one. Once each wound was cleaned and dressed, Whumper watched as Whumpee fought to stay awake. “You know, I think I’ve put you through enough torture for the night. I’m gonna let you sleep in my bed.” Whumpee didn’t have a chance to make any sort of protest as he was instantly rushed upstairs. He soon realized there was no reason to when he felt just how much softer the mattress was than his own. He sighed in relief, relaxing.
He didn’t even feel that bothered when Whumper crawled next to him, pulling him close. He hadn’t felt a gentle touch in a while. Weeks even, probably almost months.
“You did so well today Whumpee. I’m so proud of you!” He could only frown as Whumper placed a kiss on his cheek. He didn’t have it in him anymore to fight them. He just allowed them to kiss and cuddle him while he drifted off into a drugged sleep.