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Pain & Recovery

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The knight's code is strict, a knight's oath is stricter.

Whumpee is a knight bound by their oath to a cruel and unjust lord, one who points their finger toward a village and expect it to burn. To them, Whumpee is nothing but a sword, a tool to leverage against their enemies.

Lent to a neighboring lord as a show of good will, Whumpee finds that their new (temporary) lord is not as kind as the one they've known. She is unruly, hot-tempered, and demanding of her servants, going so far as to take great pleasure in dolling out punishments to those she finds lacking. Though Whumpee is here as part of an alliance, they have become her new favorite target.

Whilst jousting Whumpee suffers a grievous injury. They must stand and accept their reward all while blood soaks into their padded tunic and stains the inside of their armor.

A Whumper who sees an enemy knight and simply must have them. Their fingers itch to strip Whumpee of their armor, to make them kneel and swear an oath, to possess. They target the knight in every battle until finally Whumpee falls, and is captured.

Sometimes whumpees need to be shown their worth.

Whumper writing degrading words on whumpee’s skin where they can read them. Only referring to them by insults, pet, bitch, thing. Taking it a step further, tattooing the words into their skin.

Dressing whumpee in clothes they don’t like, that are uncomfortable, too revealing, scratchy.

Wrestling whumpee to the ground, placing a foot on their head and grinding down. Spitting on them. Whumper tells whumpee how disposable they are. How disgusting they are.

Ignoring whumpee for a time, letting guards or hired staff get away with whatever, and when they visit again pretending they’d forgotten because whumpee was just that disposable.

Branding whumpee so they’ll never escape whumper’s grasp.

Will the heroes torture him in retaliation? Will Leader try to take revenge for what antagonist did to their loved one? Was our villain hurt in that final battle and sits alone in chains, still bleeding and hurting?

I just want some scenarios for that role reversal! Good stuff

I have to admit you requested one of my least favorite tropes, but for you my first asker, I have put forth my best efforts.

Interrogation

Villian has been sitting bleeding in their cell for who knows how long. Following their defeat everything had become a blur of panicked voices and bodies, and the next thing they knew, they were in a cell. The slow drip of water dripping into a puddle fades into the moss-ridden walls, a steady sound that fades to the background in favor of the ringing in their ears.

A door slams open.

"Teammate, I told you to stand down."

"Like hell I will."

How do whumpers keep their whumpees confined to a specific space, how do they guide them without risking escape? Or maybe they want whumpee to try and escape. Maybe they like the fear in their eyes.

Whumper who ties whumpee's wrists together; in the front, behind their back, in a stress position. Attaches a rope. Pulls them around. Takes them on a tour of where they'll be staying for the foreseeable future. Tugs until whumpee stumbles and falls.

A whumpee who is forced to wear a collar. Every time they're let out of the cell whumper attaches a leash that shocks them when it goes taut. Over time they're trained to recognize how far away they're allowed from whumper. Eventually whumper turns it off and has fun with a whumpee that's conditioned to never stray too far from their whumper.

Whumper that uses a cattle prod. Forces whumpee to walk a perimeter and strikes them every time they stop. Drives them to exhaustion, and when they collapse, keeps prodding whumpee until they leave behind visible marks.

A whumper who keeps an arm wrapped around whumpee's waist. Who holds them close. Nobody can see how whumper's fingers dig into whumpee's skin every time they make a move whumper doesn't approve of.

A whumper is smaller than whumpee, but they're still in control.

Whumper keeps whumpee in chains with a shackle around an ankle, around their wrists, and a collar around their neck. From just outside of the chains reach they taunt whumpee, listing off everything they're going to do to whumpee and if they can reach whumper then nothing will happen. Whumpee tries but they're always just out of reach.

Leering over whumpee who lays collapsed on the ground.

Despite being smaller whumper is just as strong as whumpee if not stronger. They use their size to dart around whumpee, hitting them before they can block, targeting sensitive spots.

Forcing whumpee to kneel so whumper still towers over them. Using degrading, humiliating tactics to feel better about themselves.

Tying whumpee's knees so they're forced to crawl everywhere.

Whumper always keeps a weapon on hand just in case. Something personal, like a knife or a cane, that they can turn on whumpee if they decide to get brave.

Sometimes whumper needs a little fun outside of tormenting whumpee. Luckily caretaker is around.

Whumper taking photos of whumpee lying on the ground covered in blood and wounds taunting and sending them to caretaker with patronizing texts. Look who I found. Aren't they prettier like this? Wish you were here!

A villain whumper confronting hero caretaker to gloat, trapping them so caretaker has to listen as whumper describes all the delicious sounds whumpee makes while being tortured. They toss one of whumpee's personal items in front of caretaker, or maybe even a finger.

Whumper putting on a ball to show off their newest treasure and purposefully inviting whumpee's former friends. Forcing whumpee to sit on their lap the entire time, stroking their hair, letting their hands wander all over their body, all while whumpee's friends watch on in horror.

Making whumpee maintain eye contact with their teammate throughout their torture. If their gaze falls they receive a punishment. Whumpee sobbing looking at their teammate with pleading eyes.

Given power over another, whumper decides to use it to their advantage.

A mentor whumper with their mentee demanding no less than perfection and every mistake results in a harsh punishment. Pushing them further and further until they can't go anymore, and then pushing them past that. When whumpee's legs give out beating them for it.

Mentor whumper putting down whumpee's efforts and abilities so they feel insecure and like they still have much to learn. Refusing to allow them to move on or graduate because they're having too much fun obviously whumpee isn't ready yet, just look at how they've been performing!

A noble whumper with a mercenary whumpee. Whumpee is kept under their thumb via blackmail. Whumper treats them more like a pet than an actual being, mocking them and ordering them around. Stand at beside the throne. Kneel. Lick whumper's boots.

Team leader whumper keeping right hand whumpee close. To anyone else whumper is protective over their friend, unknowing of the violence that happens behind closed doors. When plans don't succeed whumper takes their frustrations out on whumpee, beating them and humiliating them, pinning the failure on them.

A vampire has infiltrated a noble masquerade party for a night of their own fun.

Whumper taking advantage of the hidden identities to blend in among the nobles while they search for new prey. Playing their games, speaking their language, charming the usually stuffy nobles with flattery and pretty words.

Taking a bite or two from the staff, they won't be missed.

Then seeing the one: a new, fresh face. So unaware and susceptible. Inexperienced in the art of conversation, stumbling over themselves.

Whumper spends the evening charming whumpee with dances and advice, helping them out of a tricky situation they spoke themselves into, sneaking them hors d'oeuvres.

At the end of the night pulling them aside to suddenly bite their neck and feast, draining whumpee of their blood as they claw at whumper.

Guiding a woozy dizzy whumpee who stumbles from the blood loss to their carriage. Stowing away in the night with the young noble, their new pet.

The next morning when whumpee wakes up they find themselves in a cell with whumper watching them. Demanding they be set free, they're a royal, whumper won't get away with this.

While on an adventure an ominous figure imparts words of wisdom on almost all of the party–save for leader, who receives an ominous warning of their doom.

Confiding in the teammate they've known the longest and who they trust the most that their doom has been foretold. Should their grim fate come to pass, they entrust teammate to ensure the mission is complete and everyone else in the party makes it out alive.

Withholding this information from the rest of the party because if they know their friends will prioritize leader's safety over the objective.

A near-death experience leaves Leader rattled, lying in the snow shaking with uncontrollable heaving breaths and trembling hands. Not yet, they're not leaving this world just yet.

Struggling to keep up appearances when dark thoughts pull their mind elsewhere. How will they die? Will it hurt? What's going to happen to everyone when they're gone?

The other shoe drops when they least expect it. An ambush. There's no time to react, no time to think, they throw themselves in front of the person closest to them as the arrows fly.

The shaft lodges in their throat. Their vision fades as the frantic sounds of their teammates calling their name echoes in their ears.

Leader wake up. Their teammates dead bodies surround them, fallen in the snow. With the arrow still lodge in their throat they pick themselves up and salvage what they can. Digging a grave in the cold ice and snow is impossible in their state, they have to leave the bodies to the scavengers.