Every Rose Has It's Thorn [PAFP]

A few pillows were stuffed right where she was, and when she woke up she began to try and talk, a gag keeping her from doing so.

Yin rolled over and fell to the floor, groaning in his sleep but still fast asleep.

Sooner or later, a blindfold was put over her eyes. Strong arms lifted her and tied her up again somewhere, slowly ripping her clothes off.

Yin eventually woke and got up, glancing around and walking the house looking for her.

She writhed and struggled. Whoever it was's hand trailed down her body and they inserted a finger into her core, sitting on one knee and sucking on her clit. She moaned loudly.

He began to worry slightly as he couldn't find her, he grabbed his phone and texted her, asking where she was.

Her phone buzzed, it was laying on a table. The person grunted and kept doing whatever they were doing, getting harder.

He frowned and tried calling her after a few minutes, his worry getting worse.

The person was now identified as a male, he slowly pushed his cock into her. She writhed, moaning through the gag.

Yin sat in his room staring at his phone, his hands running through his hair as he waited, texting her again.

She whimpered and struggled, eventually giving up.

He eventually gave up, throwing his phone across the room and playing his guitar to calm himself, assuming she was fine and just couldn't hear her phone.

The guy grinned, taking off her gag. She whimpered. "L-Let go of me! S-Stop it!" she yelled. He rolled his eyes, taking his cock out and rubbing it against a dildo before shoving both in. "Just admit that you don't have feelings for Yin and maybe I will."

Yin sighed, getting up and grabbing his phone, texting her for the twentieth time and leaving the house, getting in his car and driving around looking for her.

Eventually she was screaming, blood dripping down her leg. "I-I don't... h-h-have... feelings... f-for Yin..." she whimpered, and suddenly she was released, falling hard. The male pulled his pants up and put her clothes back on, picking her up and throwing her back into the backseat of his car.

Yin was still driving around, on the opposite side of town than where she was.

She was driven home, the guy left her on the steps and walked away. She stumbled up to her room, collapsing on her bed, crying.

Yin was soon home and he walked in, slamming the door and snapping, punching a hole in the wall, ticked off that he couldn't find her.

She curled up tight, whimpering and crying.

He heard her and sprinted upstairs, nearly crashing through her door, breathing hard, his knuckles were bleeding and he stared at her with wide worried eyes.

There was a lot of blood on the bed, dripping from her leg which lead to her core. She was still sobbing into her pillow.

He moved to her and gently took her in his arms, "Hey, lets get you to the emergency" He said gently, trying to keep his voice calm.

"H-He touched me... d-d-down there... I had to s-say that I d-d-d-didn't like you... t-to make him s-stop..." she sobbed.

He held her gently, "Who did? I'll cut his balls off and feed them to him" He frowned, his muscles were now tense and he wouldn't let her go.

"I d-don't know... I don't know..." she cried into his shoulder.