WoW´s Birthday Whump Event Day 6: Forced to give oneself up to save the other
CW: Hostage situation, pet whump, bound and gagged, lady whumper.
A/N: These stories are non-canon, take them as an AU if you want ;)
Tigri struggled uselessly on the ground against the ropes binding his body. Madame Lavenza, sitting a few meters away, smoked a cigarette. Tigri didn’t know why they were there, in what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. It was true that ever since Fidi had escaped from Madame Lavenza’s clutches, the woman had been especially cruel to the tiger boy—possibly her way of venting after losing her “little snake.” But even so, the fact that that morning he had simply been dragged out of his room, tied up, thrown into the trunk of a car, and then left on the floor of an inhospitable place without any explanation seemed to cross the line. Tigri would have liked to protest, to demand an explanation, even though the woman didn’t always give him one—if only it weren’t for the bit gag in his mouth. He was genuinely sick of being gagged, and his jaw even popped from being forced open for so long.
Minutes passed. How many? Tigri had no idea; it wasn’t like there were any clocks in sight or anyone kind enough to tell him the time. The black van they had arrived in was parked to the left, while Madame Lavenza was on the right, lying back in her portable reclining chair, surrounded by two of her servants as she scrolled through her phone. Tigri was in the middle, right in front of the open warehouse entrance. From what he could see, outside there was nothing but a desolate field. However, after some time, he thought he saw something approaching—an elongated, solitary figure emerging in the distance like a mirage, growing clearer as it drew nearer.
It was a person. And not just any person—it was…
Instead of relief, Tigri felt his heart fill with anxiety.
“You took your time showing up!” Madame Lavenza said, standing up from her chair. She flicked her cigarette to the ground and crushed it under her high heel. “Looks like you do have some sense of loyalty after all, don’t you, little snake?”
Fidi appeared at the warehouse entrance. Her brow was furrowed, and her yellow eyes seemed to glow with fury, highlighting her vertical pupils. However, the brief moment her gaze met Tigri’s, her mask of determination cracked slightly, revealing a glimpse of what truly lay inside—fear.
“Did you come back to your owner?” Madame Lavenza asked mockingly, crossing her arms.
“I came because you said that if I turned myself in, you would let Tigri return to his family,” the snake girl replied.
What? Was Fidi sacrificing herself for him? For all the months Tigri had spent wishing and praying for freedom, for the chance to reunite with his loved ones, he had always imagined Fidi escaping with him. She had become his friend—she was the one who had endured Madame Lavenza’s abuse for ten years, the one who most deserved to taste true freedom and the love of a family.
If Fidi sacrificed herself for him, all hope of that becoming reality would be lost.
“Ngh, gmmh gh mn!” Tigri tried to warn his friend, struggling against his bindings and shaking his head.
“Silence!” Madame Lavenza ordered as she stomped on his tail in fury.
Tigri let out a cry of pain.
Once again, Fidi’s confident mask threatened to crack, but she quickly pulled herself together, standing firm.
“I came just as you asked. I’m here alone. Now, keep your word and let Tigri go.”
“Your time alone has made you bolder, huh?” the woman said venomously. “But it doesn’t matter. I can patiently teach you again what it means to be a pretty, obedient pet—starting now.”
Madame Lavenza extended her index finger and pointed at the floor.
Fidi felt her shoulders tremble, but in the end, she obeyed. Madame Lavenza seemed satisfied. With a snap of her fingers, her two servants sprang into action. One of them knelt beside Tigri, removed the golden metal collar that marked him as Madame Lavenza’s pet, then walked over to the snake girl and fastened it around her neck with a decisive click.
“Well, that’s that,” the woman announced, turning away. “We’re leaving.”
Fidi stood up and rushed to Tigri’s side.
“I’m sorry, Tigri,” she said, clearly trying to keep her voice steady. “I contacted your family. They’ll be here in about an hour. Just… hang in here a little longer, okay? You’ll be safe soon.”
The snake girl removed the gag from the tiger boy’s mouth, allowing him to gasp frantically for air.
“Fidi, p-please… Don’t do this,” Tigri begged as soon as the gag was off. “If she takes you, she… she won’t let you escape!”
“I know,” Fidi replied in a tone of sad resignation. “Maybe… this was never the life for me. But you have parents and a little sister who miss you. It’s more important that you go back.”
No, that wasn’t true—it was just as important for Fidi to go back.
Before Tigri could say anything else, the girl stood up. One of the servants grabbed her arm with enough force to leave bruises and started dragging her toward the vehicle.
“No, wait! Don’t take her!” Tigri yelled, twisting on the ground as he watched, helpless.
“Goodbye, Tigri,” Fidi said, giving him one last, sorrowful smile. “I’m happy I met you and that we could be friends.”
The back door of the van slammed shut, and the tinted window prevented him from seeing her again. The engine roared as the vehicle sped out of the warehouse, disappearing into the horizon and leaving behind only a cloud of dust.
Tigri was left alone, still bound on the cold cement floor. He felt a crushing weight squeeze his heart. Tears welled up in his eyes and soon rolled down his cheeks.
Only his quiet sobs echoed through the abandoned warehouse.
I don't know what to say. Thanks for reading!
