Whumpee being forced to cook dinner while Whumper is gone. The food has to be absolutely perfect. Not overcooked nor undercooked.
They begin to tremble softly, mumbling under their breath, "It has to be perfect.. it has to be perfect..."
They pull away from the food and clean their face, wiping the drool from their mouth. Immediately, they began to wash their hands.. Whumper had left security cameras throughout the house. Just the thought about eating the food made them shiver, the shock collar around his neck a reminder. Each time they took an ingredient out, they put it neatly back on the shelf.
Time passes and they take the food out of the oven, observing it closely. Before they can get a look at the main dish, the front door opens and Whumpee moves quickly. They cut the food and try to plate it neatly as they hear footsteps approach the kitchen.
"Whumpee..! I'm home. What are you up to?"
Whumpee swallows and looks at Whumper, seeing their smirk turn to a frown. One of their rules was, 'Food must be plated before Sir's arrival'. They begin to shake and they look down at their feet. Shame growing within them.
"My apologies.. I wasn't fast enough. I'm sorry." Whumpee's hand begin to shake greatly as Whumper steps towards them.
"Don't let it happen again." Whumper says sternly, giving Whumpee gently smacks on his cheek to emphasize his words. Whumpee nods and turns around to plate the food quickly. The heaviness on their shoulders lifted a bit. That was much better than the last time Whumpee failed to be on time.
Whumper walked to the dining table and sat down with a smile, checking the time on their watch. "It has been 5 minutes since my arrival, Whumpee."
Whumpee begins to rush a bit and takes the plates to the table. Placing a wine glass beside the plate and placing the silverware down. 'Forks go on the left... the knife and spoon on the right.. place the knife correctly..' Whumpee thought to himself as he placed everything. He poured Sir's favorite wine into the glass precisely.
Whumpee took his place beside Whumper and got down on his knees, looking up at him hopefully. They hadn't been perfect but Whumper seemed to be in a good mood. Maybe they'd be able to eat tonight.. They watched closely as Whumper took a bite of their food, eating slowly. Whumper smiled and a weight was lifted from Whumpee's shoulders. Sighing quietly under their breath, Whumpee tried not to smile as well.
"What is this Whumpee?" Whumper holds the plate to Whumpee's level and waits patiently. Part of them wants to grab the plate and eat the food, but they contain themselves and ignore the sound of their stomach. The smile on Whumper's face slowly turning to a grin. Immediately, Whumpee's heart seemed to slow and they observed the food. They couldn't see anything. Looking closely, their heart came to a stop. The scallops had a great sear on them except one had a darker brown, too dark for Whumper's liking.
Whumper lifted the plate from Whumpee and placed it on the table. The food was terrific and the sear was absolutely beautiful however, Whumpee didn't need to know that.
"I was going to forgive you for your earlier mistake.." Whumper gave a fake sigh. "However, you failed when you were late and failed when greeting me."
Whumpee teared up and nodded. They stayed on their knees as Whumper stood up. 'I failed.. I wasn't perfect, the food is overcooked. It's my fault'. The thoughts went through Whumpee's head as Whumper smiled, unbuckling his belt.
"5 lashes for the time wasted, 10 lashes for the failed greeting, and 10 lashes for this failure of a dish." Whumper walked behind Whumpee. Observing the belt.
"Sounds reasonable, does it not Whumpee? You deserve more however, I'll be kind."
Whumpee nodded, tears in their eyes. They weren't perfect. They weren't good enough. They deserved much worse. Whumpee hunched forward, looking at their trembling hands.
Whumper smiled wider, "No food tonight. I am very disappointed in you." Whumpee began to cry quietly. "You deserve nothing. Say it."
The first hit makes Whumpee bite their lip to hold back a choked sob.
"I.. I deserve nothing, sir."
Whumper hit Whumpee in different parts, aiming in random spots, leaving no part untouched. Whumpee's lip began to bleed as they bit down harder. Tears began to fall from Whumpee, the pain increasing with every hit. The worst of the punishment were the thoughts going through Whumpee's head.. I wasn't good enough. I have to be perfect. I will be perfect for him.
Whumpee cried out as Whumper grabbed his arm, pulling them close to their chest. Whumper smirked, looking at the blood on Whumpee's lip and grabbed his chin, roughly kissing him. Whumpee fought the urge to push him away, tensing up. A hand slowly went up their hair and held them still. The kiss lasted longer for Whumpee. Whumper pulled away slowly, breathing softly and smirked as they gently ran a finger across the red, bloody lips.
"Red always did look good on you.. Now clean this up."
Whumper dropped Whumpee to the floor and walked away to sit down, watching Whumpee closely. Trembling, Whumpee stood up and used the chair to stable himself. Quietly cleaning the table and ignoring the searing pain on their back, Whumpee resisted the urge to wipe their lips.
