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The paralyzed Tigress looked up wearily at the guards approaching her. Five in particular came forward in front of the group. They were three apes and two wolves. She desperately tried to get her limbs moving, but they refused to budge.
This was bad. Not only did they manage to get the drop on her, but they knew who she was.
“Aw, what’s the matter? Can’t move? Or do you just not want to leave quite yet?” One guard, a wolf, laughed.
When the five guards finally reached the paralyzed feline, they went removed the other three darts from her body. They weren’t gentle about it, causing Tigress to flinch as each one was yanked out.
“These aren’t the best of their kind, but they do the trick for a good few minutes,” said another guard, an ape. “Give props to our boys up top." He nodded to one of the towers, where a few silhouettes could just be made out. "One of them just barely managed to spot you out the corner of his eye.”
“I’ll admit,” yet another ape continued, speaking as two other gang members were rummaging through the sack, “You almost got the drop on us, honey. But you should know that even a kung fu master like you can’t sneak up on the Snake's Head.”
Tigress looked around, seeing that she had been surrounded by what looked like over twenty guards, a mix of more wolves, apes, and now rams. Each of them carried thick, sharp spears, and half of them with what looked like more paralysis dart guns. They knew who they had just cornered, and they were not going to let her get away. Especially since she could already feel the paralysis wearing off. They weren’t kidding, these weren’t the longest lasting darts out there. But they did what they needed to; she was now surrounded, and even when she regained full mobility, she knew that she couldn’t take them all on by herself.
The two guards going through the bag finally pulled out what they were looking for. When it caught Tigress’s line of sight, she did not like what it was. They held large coils of thick bamboo rope. It was perhaps the toughest rope out there; her claws wouldn’t come close to cutting it. And unfortunately, Tigress could figure out very quickly what their intended purpose was.
The master roared out, "If you so much as lay a hand on me, I will –“
“You’ll do what?” a ram cut her off. He then placed a hand on the top of her head, rubbing it with his thumb. “Well, what’ll you – AH!”
Tigress bit her teeth down on the invasive hand. As the guard attempted to reel back, Tigress reached out with her arm, fully mobile once again, and flipped him over onto his back. She did a small flip back and landed with her arms outstretched in a combat stance, ready to fight. Said fight appeared to have been cancelled, however, when she suddenly found over a dozen spears inches from her body. If she made one more move they didn’t like, they could easily attack and cause her to be far worse than paralyzed.
The tiger master kept her stance, but let out a deep, low growl, and contorted her face to a vicious, hateful expression as she realized that she had lost this battle. They had her, and could do to her what they wanted at the moment.
“Now then,” a wolf said. “If we’re done resisting, master, we request your cooperation here. Get on your knees, put your arms behind your back, and absolutely no funny business. Or we’ll do this the hard way, got it?”
Tigress was enraged and humiliated, but she was no fool. She knew from both her intuition and past experience that in this state, resisting too much would do her no good. Right now, the best choice was to, for now, comply with their orders. She was a kung fu master who had been in much worse scenarios than this; she would find a way out.
She hoped.
Very begrudgingly, the feline did as she was told, on her knees with her strong arms behind her. However, the look of pure distain never left her face as she glared in a snarl. The guards only smirked back, clearly enjoying that this defiant, fierce, yet beautiful warrior was about to be their captive. One of the apes took up a coil of rope and got directly behind Tigress. He grabbed her wrists and crossed them. Tigress had to push back the feeling of dread as she felt his touch, already imagining the sensation of her wrists being tied up. Such physical restraint wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling to her, but that didn’t make it any less unsettling to have her movements limited as such.
But she forced it back, and the ape firmly gripped her wrists and wrapped the ropes around them. He alternated between wrapping them horizontally and vertically, the ropes crisscrossing over each other as they more and more heavily encased the female tiger’s firm, powerful paws. He frequently pulled the ropes tight to make sure that no slack existed. Tigress felt her anxiety rise but pushed it down, keeping her furiousness visible. But even she couldn’t help but wince as the final knot was finally tied and tugged.
The guard stepped back, giving Tigress a chance to feel at her new bindings. And she was not at all happy with them. They were extremely tight, digging into her skin through her fur. She gave subtle jerks and wriggles with her wrists, and could already tell that they were as secure as they could possibly be. As the guard who tied her up moved to face her front, Tigress glared daggers at him, trying to look as intimidating as possible tied up on her knees.
“Oh no, it looks like the little kitty is upset,” the ape mocked, causing Tigress to snarl.
“You’re not going to get away with this,” the captive warrior growled.
“And what makes you so sure about that, hmm?” the ape replied. “No, actually, don’t answer. I really don’t feel like hearing any more lip outta you. In fact …” he then walked back over to the sack of ropes, rummaging through something else. Tigress narrowed her eyes as she pondered what he was looking for. She figured it was more ropes to tie her up even further. Great, just what I need, she thought bitterly.
But the figure instead pulled out a thick, bright red fabric. It looked like it may have been some sort of towel, or a dish rag. Whatever it was, it was bright, long, and thick.
“I think we should just shut you up right now,” the ape finished his sentence. As he walked over to his bound captive, smoothing and straightening out the rag, Tigress’s eyes slowly widened. She realized what the red cloth was meant for, and she wasn’t going to have any of it.
“Don't even THINK about it!” Tigress exclaimed, leaning forward and tugging her paws at the ropes. “You are not putting that thing in- ” she cut herself off as the cloth approached her face. She sealed her lips shut and turned her head away, refusing to cooperate. She’d been tied up several times before, but she had only been gagged only once, many years ago. It was not a sensation that she was used to, nor did she desire to become used to it. The ape kept shoving the cloth at her lips, but she refused to budge.
That is until the tiger felt three spears poke the back of her neck, courtesy of two rams and a wolf. The guard grinned when he saw his captive’s eyes widen in response. “Like I said, honey, we can always do this the hard way.” Once again, Tigress wanted more than anything to be as defiant as possible, but knew what the smarter option was. She closed her eyes, took one deep gulp, and slowly opened up her mouth.
Tigress tried to take one last deep breath of air through her mouth, but the guard beat her to it and rammed the red fabric inside.
“Hrrrrgh!”
The ape took the fabric now wedged deeply between the tigress's teeth, wound it around the back of her head, and pulled tightly. He then went for an additional loop, winding it once more through Tigress’s already-jammed mouth, before bringing it to the back of her head again. He pulled as tightly as possible, causing Tigress to let out a stifled “Mmmnn!” Finally, he tied a double knot in the thick fabric, pulling all the way to make sure that there was no slack in the invasive cleave gag.
And Tigress couldn’t help but continuously wince. Half of the material was wedged firmly behind her teeth, while the rest of it was between them. It had been pulled and tied so tightly that it now dug into the corners of her mouth and pulled them back, forcing her into a sort of snarl that she couldn’t relax her face from. It pinched her cheeks beneath the fur. And the kung fu master couldn’t bring her jaws together; the closest she could muster was bringing the front of her lips a little over an inch apart.
“You like it?” the ape just couldn’t help but continue to taunt her. “We were gonna go with a white cloth, but someone suggested that red would look better on you.” He kneeled down in front of her and cupped her chin. “And I gotta admit they were right.”
“Gmmmrmnphnnmm!!” Tigress yanked her head out of his grip and shouted behind the gag. Her words were now rendered unintelligible with the thick fabric blocking her speech. She could still be heard, but not for a very long distance. Instead, the red rag seemed to have enhanced her stunning, piercing eyes, as they flared with energy and did all of the talking that her mouth could not. She tugged her wrists almost involuntarily at how disgraced she felt right now.
“Okay, okay, we’ll have plenty of time to enjoy our little pet,” a wolf spoke up. "Let’s just get her to a more secure spot.”
“Yeah, good call,” another guard said. “Alright, kitty, get on your feet and follow us. And don’t even think about trying to run off, we’ll make sure that you get nowhere.”
Indeed, many guards quickly circled the bound and gagged tiger, pointing their spears at her, making sure that if she tried to flee, they’d subdue her. She could have jumped over the spears, but that would leave her surrounded by more goons, and even she couldn’t take them all down with her wrists tied behind her back. Once again, she found herself with no choice. With a low growl that was barely audible behind the gag, Tigress slowly rose up onto her feet. She stood up as tall and proudly as she could, wanting to maintain dignity even with a thick red cloth in her mouth.
Tigress felt a spear prod her back, ordering her to move. She sharply turned her head and growled through her gag. But nonetheless, she began walking. She went purposefully slowly, but the guards seemed satisfied that she was moving at all.
Tigress knew that if she got her hands or mouth free while she was being escorted, her captors would just put the ropes or cloth back into place, probably tighter than before. But she still couldn’t help herself from trying to subtlety struggle and twist her well-muscled arms around in their persistent bondage. Tigress had trained herself to not feel any pain in the palms of her paws. Her wrists, however, were another story. They were starting to ache as the ropes pinched at them firmly, the sensation made even worse every time she twisted or pulled at them. Even when she wasn’t struggling, her paws were twitching underneath the tight ropes, and her fingers were flexing in discomfort.
She was also adjusting her stuffed and gagged mouth, even more furiously than she squirmed her wrists. The sensation of having this fabric wedged so deeply into her mouth, and tied so tightly that it dug into her cheeks and forced her lips back to an unnatural degree, was one of the most demeaning and maddening sensations she had ever felt. The kung fu master almost subconsciously squirmed and shifted her lips in an attempt to push the fabric out of her mouth. But it was in far too deep, and every failed attempt caused her to groan out in fury. “Rrrrrgh!”
“Yeah, yeah, just keep moving, kitty,” one of the guards grunted out. Tigress was getting sick of the demeaning nickname. “Nnnrrph! Dmrrn grrrnmm nnghmmm!” she exclaimed, but of course the tight gag reduced her outburst to a garbled series of moans. The guards snickered at her attempt to speak.
But she bitterly kept marching forward through the fortress, trying to think of any number of possibilities that awaited her, and formulating a plan based on each one. Nothing of substance came to mind, but she refused to give up.
Tigress continued to be led through the fortress for another ten minutes or so. She had been marched down the top of the wall, and down into the fortress's courtyard. As she kept moving, the bound and gagged tiger was forced to endure more of the snickering, mocking, and even occasional whistling from passing guards and gang members. One member had even shouted out, "Lookin' good, kitten!" to which Tigress had responded with, "GHMMMPH!!"
These taunts had persisted for the entirety of her little "walk", as this hive of scum just couldn't resist edging on their little captive. As if having a mouth full of cloth to the point where you couldn't even bring your lips together wasn't humiliating enough. And Tigress just couldn't bring herself to ignore it for a while. But she soon realized that acknowledging them would just egg them on even more. So now, she just kept moving with her head held high and her posture straight and dignified, sometimes biting down hard onto the gag to suppress her fury. It didn't seem to quell the taunting, but she at least felt a little less defeated. It was one thing if she had been captured with her friends and allies, like in Gongmen City. But in this instance, being on her own, with far more insufferable captors, was bringing out the more primal and agitated side of her.
The bonds and gag certainly hadn't let up in the slightest. While she knew they weren't coming off while she was being escorted, Tigress had at least hoped that her small bits of struggling would at least lessen their hold, make the ropes feel less restricting and the cloth less invasive. But no such luck, as the ropes kept their vice-like grip on her arms, and the cloth kept digging into her cheeks and mouth.
Eventually, their walk led them to another thick wall, with a large metal door in the center. Tigress's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she got the strong feeling that she was really not going to enjoy whatever was on the other side, even less so than her already-unpleasant predicament.
The guards in front of her stepped aside, as one of them went to open the door. Tigress leaned to her side to get an early glimpse of what was revealed, but it wasn't quite what she had expected. It was a large, square field covered in the same dirt and rock that made up the ground for the rest of the fortress. The area contained several gang members hustling and bustling their way through, some large huts, an array of wagons and weapons scattered about … and strangest of all, many small, metal rings that seemed to be fastened into the ground, spread evenly throughout. As Tigress looked around, she spotted many guards stationed on the walls surrounding this field, armed with crossbows. The walls themselves were tall and straight, with no way to climb up them.
The gagged warrior looked up at one of her captors with a glare. "Wonn rrndmph? Wrrrrmmnn!" She tried to demand what was going on, but still couldn't do anything other than angrily groan through the thick fabric.
A ram approached her, laughing, before speaking up. "Well, my dear, here we are. This is where we put all of the pesky intruders, filthy traitors, or just anyone we don't like. You're in luck, though, you're the only prisoner we got at the moment. So congrats, you've got it all to yourself!"
It was impossible to miss the sneering tone in the ram's voice. He then firmly grabbed hold of Tigress's firm bicep and began pulling her into the field. The captive tiger reacted violently to being touched and handled by this fiend. With a loud shout into her gag, she delivered a fierce kick to the guard's chest, knocking him with a slam into the door frame. She then headbutted him under his chin for good measure, and the impact was enough to knock him unconscious.
Tigress couldn't help but smirk, or perform the closest thing she could to a smirk with her lips pulled back, behind the cloth. But her victory was quickly interrupted as she felt the butt ends of several spears forcefully and powerfully knock her into the new area and onto the ground. Five guards rushed in through the door and slammed it shut behind them, while the rest of them locked the door from the outside.
The tied up kung fu master got on her back, and kicked her legs out to propel herself back onto her feet with little effort. She then got into a battle stance, her legs bent and spread out, to be as imposing as possible with her arms forced behind her back. She growled lowly through the gag, wrenching her arms about to try and break them free.
The guards charged at her in an attempt to pin her down. But Tigress leapt up, did a flip, and landed on a gorilla's head. She sprang her feet off of it, landed in sturdily on her feet behind him, and delivered a swift roundhouse kick to his chest. Another guard swung at her, and she ducked and spun around before jumping up and kicking him in the face with both feet, grunting through her gag. Tigress landed in a crouch position with a mini flip, and turned to face her other assailants.
But when she did, she quickly saw that no amount of fighting prowess could help her here. She could very possibly take on the remaining guards even when she was tied up. But as Tigress looked up and around her, there were seemingly countless guards suddenly at the walls, all with their armed crossbows aimed directly at her. Tigress felt herself breathing heavily through her nose as she realized that if they wanted to, they could finish her off right there. There was no where to hide. If she fled for cover, they would shoot before she made it. The door looked far too strong for her to break down, which meant she was trapped in the area. She could do nothing to help herself.
"Alright Stripes," a guard said, "It's over. Now drop your fighting stance, and do as we say." There were no fancy threats, no mocking in his orders; it was simple and direct, a sign that he knew she had recognized her helpless situation. She slowly dropped her stance, and simply stood there. The five guards approached her, spears at the ready, clearly nervous, but she didn't move or even cast a threatening glare. One of them went behind her, gripped her toned upper arms, and walked her towards one of the metal rings. Tigress fought every instinct that screamed at her to resist, closing her eyes and trying to relax her body as it was pushed along. She couldn't risk setting the archers off.
"Get back on your knees. Now," the guard growled, and Tigress did as she was told. Another ape entered her line of vision, carrying even more of the bamboo rope that was already wrapped around her crossed wrists. She furrowed her brow as he approached her. "Stay put," the guard said.
The ape kneeled down behind her, grabbed her ankles, placed them together, and began winding the ropes around them. Tigress dug her teeth down onto the gag as she felt the ropes wrapping tighter and tighter around her feet, just above her foot wrappings. They thankfully didn't sting like her wrist ropes thanks to her silk pants, but it was no more comforting to now have her walking abilities stripped away, on top of the use of her hands and mouth. The ropes on her feet were still just as tight, meaning that she would have a difficult to impossible time shifting and struggling her legs if she tried to get them off. It seemed to cement her capture more than anything else.
But the guard wasn't done yet. He then grabbed her bound wrists, and began wrapping more rope around them, over the bindings already there. After a minute, he pulled a tight, secure knot. However, this time, the ends of the knot were a little under two feet long. The guard proceeded to wrap these ends around the ring in the ground. This caused Tigress's eyes to widen as she realized that she was about to be trapped in a kneeling position, on top of being bound and gagged. She couldn't help but let out a slight groan into the gagging red fabric, and felt her limbs twitch as if they were aware of what was happening and trying to fight against it. Tigress just closed her eyes, sunk her teeth into the gag, and breathed in and out slowly and deeply through her nose. Calm yourself, she thought. Relax. Focus. Like you've always trained to do. Like in your meditations. Said meditations had been particularly useful in her recent quest to find her Inner Peace, following in Po's footsteps following their journey to Gongmen City. And she certainly needed such calming methods now.
The guard finally finished off his work. Now, the rope connected Tigress's wrists to the loop in the ground was fastened securely, holding the bound and gagged tiger on her knees like an anchor. They also took a metal cap and locked it over the ring, with a hole in it for the rope to go through. This ensured that she couldn't try to undo the knot at the ring. Tigress didn't try and test the new restraint out yet. She was waiting for these goons to give her a little more wide berth, and for their nerves to calm after her little stunt.
"There you go," the ape binding her said with a grin. "Now you'll be a good little kitty, I'm sure." He reached out and placed his fingers under her chin. "No more clawing, no more running, no more biting or mouthing off. We've got you right where we want you. This is what happens to those who go against the Snake's Head."
Even if Tigress's mouth hadn't been pulled back to its limits by the tight gag, they would have been pulled back into a vicious snarling expression. "Yrrm gnnn rrnm bmmnrr cowrrrs nnrrrr rmmphs! Wnnmmm egghmm, mmm mmghmm mm-"
Tigress stopped her pointless rant when she saw that all it was doing was causing the guards to chuckle. She didn't know why she was bothering to try and intimidate them. This wretched rag jammed horribly into her maw would keep any of them from taking her seriously, both from how it made her sound to just how it looked on her. So she just scowled at them, her captivating eyes glowing with intensity as she composed herself.
"No, no, please continue. I promise we're taking everything you say veeeery seriously!" a wolf guard said sarcastically.
Tigress couldn't hold it in any longer. The discomfort and sheer humiliation, coupled by her captors' irritating taunting, caused the feline to give in to her emotions and lunge at the gang, only for the ropes to yank her back. Her bound legs kept her from maintaining a stable position, resulting in her falling and lying on her side on the dusty ground.
The guards took a few minutes to admire their new prize, as she squirmed around trying to get back onto her knees, an act made more difficult thanks to her bound ankles. She thrashed and jerked her limbs around, wanting more than anything to be out of this mess.
Eventually, the guards seemed to decide that enough was enough for now. They gradually disbanded, going back to their usual routines, including those patrolling atop the walls to the tiger's new "cell".
As the last of the five guards on the ground made his way to the door, he looked back at the glaring Tigress, whose eyes were narrowed to slits. "Better get used to this, 'cause we plan on keeping you there for a while. Nighty night, kitty." This final taunt earned him a slew of stifled shouts from the gagged prisoner.
"MMMPH GNRMM HRRRRGPH!!!"
The guard smirked one last time before he turned away and shut the thick metal door behind him. Tigress heard the door lock from the other side. She was left her to struggle and stew in her newfound helplessness in the low sunset.
The Kung Fu Panda franchise, the image used, and the characters of Tigress, Po, Shifu, and the Furious Five, all belong to DreamWorks.
Thank you for checking this out!
Originally uploaded on December 21, 2018.
Gag speech translated:
“Gmmmrmnphnnmm!!” – “Get your paws off me!!”
“Nnnrrph! Dmrrn grrrnmm nnghmmm!” – “Enough! Don’t call me a kitty!”
"Wonn rrndmph? Wrrrrimmnn!" – “What is this? Where are we!”
"Yrrm gnnn rrnm bmmnrr cowrrrs nnrrrr rmmphs! Wnnmmm egghmm, mmm mmghmm mm-" – “Your gang are a bunch of cowards and thieves! When I escape, I’m going to-”
"MMMPH GNRMM HRRRRGPH!!!" – “I’M GOING TO ESCAPE!!!” (Might be wrong.)
This was bad. Not only did they manage to get the drop on her, but they knew who she was.
“Aw, what’s the matter? Can’t move? Or do you just not want to leave quite yet?” One guard, a wolf, laughed.
When the five guards finally reached the paralyzed feline, they went removed the other three darts from her body. They weren’t gentle about it, causing Tigress to flinch as each one was yanked out.
“These aren’t the best of their kind, but they do the trick for a good few minutes,” said another guard, an ape. “Give props to our boys up top." He nodded to one of the towers, where a few silhouettes could just be made out. "One of them just barely managed to spot you out the corner of his eye.”
“I’ll admit,” yet another ape continued, speaking as two other gang members were rummaging through the sack, “You almost got the drop on us, honey. But you should know that even a kung fu master like you can’t sneak up on the Snake's Head.”
Tigress looked around, seeing that she had been surrounded by what looked like over twenty guards, a mix of more wolves, apes, and now rams. Each of them carried thick, sharp spears, and half of them with what looked like more paralysis dart guns. They knew who they had just cornered, and they were not going to let her get away. Especially since she could already feel the paralysis wearing off. They weren’t kidding, these weren’t the longest lasting darts out there. But they did what they needed to; she was now surrounded, and even when she regained full mobility, she knew that she couldn’t take them all on by herself.
The two guards going through the bag finally pulled out what they were looking for. When it caught Tigress’s line of sight, she did not like what it was. They held large coils of thick bamboo rope. It was perhaps the toughest rope out there; her claws wouldn’t come close to cutting it. And unfortunately, Tigress could figure out very quickly what their intended purpose was.
The master roared out, "If you so much as lay a hand on me, I will –“
“You’ll do what?” a ram cut her off. He then placed a hand on the top of her head, rubbing it with his thumb. “Well, what’ll you – AH!”
Tigress bit her teeth down on the invasive hand. As the guard attempted to reel back, Tigress reached out with her arm, fully mobile once again, and flipped him over onto his back. She did a small flip back and landed with her arms outstretched in a combat stance, ready to fight. Said fight appeared to have been cancelled, however, when she suddenly found over a dozen spears inches from her body. If she made one more move they didn’t like, they could easily attack and cause her to be far worse than paralyzed.
The tiger master kept her stance, but let out a deep, low growl, and contorted her face to a vicious, hateful expression as she realized that she had lost this battle. They had her, and could do to her what they wanted at the moment.
“Now then,” a wolf said. “If we’re done resisting, master, we request your cooperation here. Get on your knees, put your arms behind your back, and absolutely no funny business. Or we’ll do this the hard way, got it?”
Tigress was enraged and humiliated, but she was no fool. She knew from both her intuition and past experience that in this state, resisting too much would do her no good. Right now, the best choice was to, for now, comply with their orders. She was a kung fu master who had been in much worse scenarios than this; she would find a way out.
She hoped.
Very begrudgingly, the feline did as she was told, on her knees with her strong arms behind her. However, the look of pure distain never left her face as she glared in a snarl. The guards only smirked back, clearly enjoying that this defiant, fierce, yet beautiful warrior was about to be their captive. One of the apes took up a coil of rope and got directly behind Tigress. He grabbed her wrists and crossed them. Tigress had to push back the feeling of dread as she felt his touch, already imagining the sensation of her wrists being tied up. Such physical restraint wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling to her, but that didn’t make it any less unsettling to have her movements limited as such.
But she forced it back, and the ape firmly gripped her wrists and wrapped the ropes around them. He alternated between wrapping them horizontally and vertically, the ropes crisscrossing over each other as they more and more heavily encased the female tiger’s firm, powerful paws. He frequently pulled the ropes tight to make sure that no slack existed. Tigress felt her anxiety rise but pushed it down, keeping her furiousness visible. But even she couldn’t help but wince as the final knot was finally tied and tugged.
The guard stepped back, giving Tigress a chance to feel at her new bindings. And she was not at all happy with them. They were extremely tight, digging into her skin through her fur. She gave subtle jerks and wriggles with her wrists, and could already tell that they were as secure as they could possibly be. As the guard who tied her up moved to face her front, Tigress glared daggers at him, trying to look as intimidating as possible tied up on her knees.
“Oh no, it looks like the little kitty is upset,” the ape mocked, causing Tigress to snarl.
“You’re not going to get away with this,” the captive warrior growled.
“And what makes you so sure about that, hmm?” the ape replied. “No, actually, don’t answer. I really don’t feel like hearing any more lip outta you. In fact …” he then walked back over to the sack of ropes, rummaging through something else. Tigress narrowed her eyes as she pondered what he was looking for. She figured it was more ropes to tie her up even further. Great, just what I need, she thought bitterly.
But the figure instead pulled out a thick, bright red fabric. It looked like it may have been some sort of towel, or a dish rag. Whatever it was, it was bright, long, and thick.
“I think we should just shut you up right now,” the ape finished his sentence. As he walked over to his bound captive, smoothing and straightening out the rag, Tigress’s eyes slowly widened. She realized what the red cloth was meant for, and she wasn’t going to have any of it.
“Don't even THINK about it!” Tigress exclaimed, leaning forward and tugging her paws at the ropes. “You are not putting that thing in- ” she cut herself off as the cloth approached her face. She sealed her lips shut and turned her head away, refusing to cooperate. She’d been tied up several times before, but she had only been gagged only once, many years ago. It was not a sensation that she was used to, nor did she desire to become used to it. The ape kept shoving the cloth at her lips, but she refused to budge.
That is until the tiger felt three spears poke the back of her neck, courtesy of two rams and a wolf. The guard grinned when he saw his captive’s eyes widen in response. “Like I said, honey, we can always do this the hard way.” Once again, Tigress wanted more than anything to be as defiant as possible, but knew what the smarter option was. She closed her eyes, took one deep gulp, and slowly opened up her mouth.
Tigress tried to take one last deep breath of air through her mouth, but the guard beat her to it and rammed the red fabric inside.
“Hrrrrgh!”
The ape took the fabric now wedged deeply between the tigress's teeth, wound it around the back of her head, and pulled tightly. He then went for an additional loop, winding it once more through Tigress’s already-jammed mouth, before bringing it to the back of her head again. He pulled as tightly as possible, causing Tigress to let out a stifled “Mmmnn!” Finally, he tied a double knot in the thick fabric, pulling all the way to make sure that there was no slack in the invasive cleave gag.
And Tigress couldn’t help but continuously wince. Half of the material was wedged firmly behind her teeth, while the rest of it was between them. It had been pulled and tied so tightly that it now dug into the corners of her mouth and pulled them back, forcing her into a sort of snarl that she couldn’t relax her face from. It pinched her cheeks beneath the fur. And the kung fu master couldn’t bring her jaws together; the closest she could muster was bringing the front of her lips a little over an inch apart.
“You like it?” the ape just couldn’t help but continue to taunt her. “We were gonna go with a white cloth, but someone suggested that red would look better on you.” He kneeled down in front of her and cupped her chin. “And I gotta admit they were right.”
“Gmmmrmnphnnmm!!” Tigress yanked her head out of his grip and shouted behind the gag. Her words were now rendered unintelligible with the thick fabric blocking her speech. She could still be heard, but not for a very long distance. Instead, the red rag seemed to have enhanced her stunning, piercing eyes, as they flared with energy and did all of the talking that her mouth could not. She tugged her wrists almost involuntarily at how disgraced she felt right now.
“Okay, okay, we’ll have plenty of time to enjoy our little pet,” a wolf spoke up. "Let’s just get her to a more secure spot.”
“Yeah, good call,” another guard said. “Alright, kitty, get on your feet and follow us. And don’t even think about trying to run off, we’ll make sure that you get nowhere.”
Indeed, many guards quickly circled the bound and gagged tiger, pointing their spears at her, making sure that if she tried to flee, they’d subdue her. She could have jumped over the spears, but that would leave her surrounded by more goons, and even she couldn’t take them all down with her wrists tied behind her back. Once again, she found herself with no choice. With a low growl that was barely audible behind the gag, Tigress slowly rose up onto her feet. She stood up as tall and proudly as she could, wanting to maintain dignity even with a thick red cloth in her mouth.
Tigress felt a spear prod her back, ordering her to move. She sharply turned her head and growled through her gag. But nonetheless, she began walking. She went purposefully slowly, but the guards seemed satisfied that she was moving at all.
Tigress knew that if she got her hands or mouth free while she was being escorted, her captors would just put the ropes or cloth back into place, probably tighter than before. But she still couldn’t help herself from trying to subtlety struggle and twist her well-muscled arms around in their persistent bondage. Tigress had trained herself to not feel any pain in the palms of her paws. Her wrists, however, were another story. They were starting to ache as the ropes pinched at them firmly, the sensation made even worse every time she twisted or pulled at them. Even when she wasn’t struggling, her paws were twitching underneath the tight ropes, and her fingers were flexing in discomfort.
She was also adjusting her stuffed and gagged mouth, even more furiously than she squirmed her wrists. The sensation of having this fabric wedged so deeply into her mouth, and tied so tightly that it dug into her cheeks and forced her lips back to an unnatural degree, was one of the most demeaning and maddening sensations she had ever felt. The kung fu master almost subconsciously squirmed and shifted her lips in an attempt to push the fabric out of her mouth. But it was in far too deep, and every failed attempt caused her to groan out in fury. “Rrrrrgh!”
“Yeah, yeah, just keep moving, kitty,” one of the guards grunted out. Tigress was getting sick of the demeaning nickname. “Nnnrrph! Dmrrn grrrnmm nnghmmm!” she exclaimed, but of course the tight gag reduced her outburst to a garbled series of moans. The guards snickered at her attempt to speak.
But she bitterly kept marching forward through the fortress, trying to think of any number of possibilities that awaited her, and formulating a plan based on each one. Nothing of substance came to mind, but she refused to give up.
Tigress continued to be led through the fortress for another ten minutes or so. She had been marched down the top of the wall, and down into the fortress's courtyard. As she kept moving, the bound and gagged tiger was forced to endure more of the snickering, mocking, and even occasional whistling from passing guards and gang members. One member had even shouted out, "Lookin' good, kitten!" to which Tigress had responded with, "GHMMMPH!!"
These taunts had persisted for the entirety of her little "walk", as this hive of scum just couldn't resist edging on their little captive. As if having a mouth full of cloth to the point where you couldn't even bring your lips together wasn't humiliating enough. And Tigress just couldn't bring herself to ignore it for a while. But she soon realized that acknowledging them would just egg them on even more. So now, she just kept moving with her head held high and her posture straight and dignified, sometimes biting down hard onto the gag to suppress her fury. It didn't seem to quell the taunting, but she at least felt a little less defeated. It was one thing if she had been captured with her friends and allies, like in Gongmen City. But in this instance, being on her own, with far more insufferable captors, was bringing out the more primal and agitated side of her.
The bonds and gag certainly hadn't let up in the slightest. While she knew they weren't coming off while she was being escorted, Tigress had at least hoped that her small bits of struggling would at least lessen their hold, make the ropes feel less restricting and the cloth less invasive. But no such luck, as the ropes kept their vice-like grip on her arms, and the cloth kept digging into her cheeks and mouth.
Eventually, their walk led them to another thick wall, with a large metal door in the center. Tigress's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she got the strong feeling that she was really not going to enjoy whatever was on the other side, even less so than her already-unpleasant predicament.
The guards in front of her stepped aside, as one of them went to open the door. Tigress leaned to her side to get an early glimpse of what was revealed, but it wasn't quite what she had expected. It was a large, square field covered in the same dirt and rock that made up the ground for the rest of the fortress. The area contained several gang members hustling and bustling their way through, some large huts, an array of wagons and weapons scattered about … and strangest of all, many small, metal rings that seemed to be fastened into the ground, spread evenly throughout. As Tigress looked around, she spotted many guards stationed on the walls surrounding this field, armed with crossbows. The walls themselves were tall and straight, with no way to climb up them.
The gagged warrior looked up at one of her captors with a glare. "Wonn rrndmph? Wrrrrmmnn!" She tried to demand what was going on, but still couldn't do anything other than angrily groan through the thick fabric.
A ram approached her, laughing, before speaking up. "Well, my dear, here we are. This is where we put all of the pesky intruders, filthy traitors, or just anyone we don't like. You're in luck, though, you're the only prisoner we got at the moment. So congrats, you've got it all to yourself!"
It was impossible to miss the sneering tone in the ram's voice. He then firmly grabbed hold of Tigress's firm bicep and began pulling her into the field. The captive tiger reacted violently to being touched and handled by this fiend. With a loud shout into her gag, she delivered a fierce kick to the guard's chest, knocking him with a slam into the door frame. She then headbutted him under his chin for good measure, and the impact was enough to knock him unconscious.
Tigress couldn't help but smirk, or perform the closest thing she could to a smirk with her lips pulled back, behind the cloth. But her victory was quickly interrupted as she felt the butt ends of several spears forcefully and powerfully knock her into the new area and onto the ground. Five guards rushed in through the door and slammed it shut behind them, while the rest of them locked the door from the outside.
The tied up kung fu master got on her back, and kicked her legs out to propel herself back onto her feet with little effort. She then got into a battle stance, her legs bent and spread out, to be as imposing as possible with her arms forced behind her back. She growled lowly through the gag, wrenching her arms about to try and break them free.
The guards charged at her in an attempt to pin her down. But Tigress leapt up, did a flip, and landed on a gorilla's head. She sprang her feet off of it, landed in sturdily on her feet behind him, and delivered a swift roundhouse kick to his chest. Another guard swung at her, and she ducked and spun around before jumping up and kicking him in the face with both feet, grunting through her gag. Tigress landed in a crouch position with a mini flip, and turned to face her other assailants.
But when she did, she quickly saw that no amount of fighting prowess could help her here. She could very possibly take on the remaining guards even when she was tied up. But as Tigress looked up and around her, there were seemingly countless guards suddenly at the walls, all with their armed crossbows aimed directly at her. Tigress felt herself breathing heavily through her nose as she realized that if they wanted to, they could finish her off right there. There was no where to hide. If she fled for cover, they would shoot before she made it. The door looked far too strong for her to break down, which meant she was trapped in the area. She could do nothing to help herself.
"Alright Stripes," a guard said, "It's over. Now drop your fighting stance, and do as we say." There were no fancy threats, no mocking in his orders; it was simple and direct, a sign that he knew she had recognized her helpless situation. She slowly dropped her stance, and simply stood there. The five guards approached her, spears at the ready, clearly nervous, but she didn't move or even cast a threatening glare. One of them went behind her, gripped her toned upper arms, and walked her towards one of the metal rings. Tigress fought every instinct that screamed at her to resist, closing her eyes and trying to relax her body as it was pushed along. She couldn't risk setting the archers off.
"Get back on your knees. Now," the guard growled, and Tigress did as she was told. Another ape entered her line of vision, carrying even more of the bamboo rope that was already wrapped around her crossed wrists. She furrowed her brow as he approached her. "Stay put," the guard said.
The ape kneeled down behind her, grabbed her ankles, placed them together, and began winding the ropes around them. Tigress dug her teeth down onto the gag as she felt the ropes wrapping tighter and tighter around her feet, just above her foot wrappings. They thankfully didn't sting like her wrist ropes thanks to her silk pants, but it was no more comforting to now have her walking abilities stripped away, on top of the use of her hands and mouth. The ropes on her feet were still just as tight, meaning that she would have a difficult to impossible time shifting and struggling her legs if she tried to get them off. It seemed to cement her capture more than anything else.
But the guard wasn't done yet. He then grabbed her bound wrists, and began wrapping more rope around them, over the bindings already there. After a minute, he pulled a tight, secure knot. However, this time, the ends of the knot were a little under two feet long. The guard proceeded to wrap these ends around the ring in the ground. This caused Tigress's eyes to widen as she realized that she was about to be trapped in a kneeling position, on top of being bound and gagged. She couldn't help but let out a slight groan into the gagging red fabric, and felt her limbs twitch as if they were aware of what was happening and trying to fight against it. Tigress just closed her eyes, sunk her teeth into the gag, and breathed in and out slowly and deeply through her nose. Calm yourself, she thought. Relax. Focus. Like you've always trained to do. Like in your meditations. Said meditations had been particularly useful in her recent quest to find her Inner Peace, following in Po's footsteps following their journey to Gongmen City. And she certainly needed such calming methods now.
The guard finally finished off his work. Now, the rope connected Tigress's wrists to the loop in the ground was fastened securely, holding the bound and gagged tiger on her knees like an anchor. They also took a metal cap and locked it over the ring, with a hole in it for the rope to go through. This ensured that she couldn't try to undo the knot at the ring. Tigress didn't try and test the new restraint out yet. She was waiting for these goons to give her a little more wide berth, and for their nerves to calm after her little stunt.
"There you go," the ape binding her said with a grin. "Now you'll be a good little kitty, I'm sure." He reached out and placed his fingers under her chin. "No more clawing, no more running, no more biting or mouthing off. We've got you right where we want you. This is what happens to those who go against the Snake's Head."
Even if Tigress's mouth hadn't been pulled back to its limits by the tight gag, they would have been pulled back into a vicious snarling expression. "Yrrm gnnn rrnm bmmnrr cowrrrs nnrrrr rmmphs! Wnnmmm egghmm, mmm mmghmm mm-"
Tigress stopped her pointless rant when she saw that all it was doing was causing the guards to chuckle. She didn't know why she was bothering to try and intimidate them. This wretched rag jammed horribly into her maw would keep any of them from taking her seriously, both from how it made her sound to just how it looked on her. So she just scowled at them, her captivating eyes glowing with intensity as she composed herself.
"No, no, please continue. I promise we're taking everything you say veeeery seriously!" a wolf guard said sarcastically.
Tigress couldn't hold it in any longer. The discomfort and sheer humiliation, coupled by her captors' irritating taunting, caused the feline to give in to her emotions and lunge at the gang, only for the ropes to yank her back. Her bound legs kept her from maintaining a stable position, resulting in her falling and lying on her side on the dusty ground.
The guards took a few minutes to admire their new prize, as she squirmed around trying to get back onto her knees, an act made more difficult thanks to her bound ankles. She thrashed and jerked her limbs around, wanting more than anything to be out of this mess.
Eventually, the guards seemed to decide that enough was enough for now. They gradually disbanded, going back to their usual routines, including those patrolling atop the walls to the tiger's new "cell".
As the last of the five guards on the ground made his way to the door, he looked back at the glaring Tigress, whose eyes were narrowed to slits. "Better get used to this, 'cause we plan on keeping you there for a while. Nighty night, kitty." This final taunt earned him a slew of stifled shouts from the gagged prisoner.
"MMMPH GNRMM HRRRRGPH!!!"
The guard smirked one last time before he turned away and shut the thick metal door behind him. Tigress heard the door lock from the other side. She was left her to struggle and stew in her newfound helplessness in the low sunset.
The Kung Fu Panda franchise, the image used, and the characters of Tigress, Po, Shifu, and the Furious Five, all belong to DreamWorks.
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Originally uploaded on December 21, 2018.
Gag speech translated:
“Gmmmrmnphnnmm!!” – “Get your paws off me!!”
“Nnnrrph! Dmrrn grrrnmm nnghmmm!” – “Enough! Don’t call me a kitty!”
"Wonn rrndmph? Wrrrrimmnn!" – “What is this? Where are we!”
"Yrrm gnnn rrnm bmmnrr cowrrrs nnrrrr rmmphs! Wnnmmm egghmm, mmm mmghmm mm-" – “Your gang are a bunch of cowards and thieves! When I escape, I’m going to-”
"MMMPH GNRMM HRRRRGPH!!!" – “I’M GOING TO ESCAPE!!!” (Might be wrong.)
Category Story / Bondage
Species Tiger
Size 1020 x 1280px
File Size 94 kB
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