Revenge Raped Red Panda
By: Monica Vix
With the slam of a dorm door, the red panda boy groaned. The book-bag on his back was heavy,
the college uniform was tight and shrunken from the wash, and he was forced to class early without a
single cup of coffee. His amber eyes were half closed and sleepy, obviously grumpy. Classes were early,
everything was a mess, and Cultro wasn’t having any of it. Adjusting his navy blue dress pants and
disheveled cream shirt, the college student began towards his class. Sluggish steps matched with a cute
butt earned Cultro some attention, however.
From behind, a rather tall fox spied the red panda, walking alone towards his class. Friday, most
people skipped and the hallways were empty. Xian had his bright yellow eyes trained on the only other
person in the hallway: Cultro. The red panda’s ass waved around, the cute, fluffy tail up in the air as if he
wanted to be scooped up and bred. With the lick of his white furred lips, the fox was on the prowl to get a
piece of that cute butt.
Walking up behind Cultro, the sluggish red panda not noticing, Xian gave his butt a slap. “Hey,
I’ve seen you around. I think we got a few classes together?” The fox tried to make small talk. A sly smile
was on his lips as he spoke to Cultro, looking down at the rather short boy. “How about we skip and I can
give you a private lesson in relaxing? You look a little too tired for class and I know just the perfect spot
to lay your head~” Xian’s advances were bold and relentless.
“Hm?” Cultro didn’t really care about the slap on the ass for the moment. It was just a small
annoyance more than anything else, but the resilient red panda was able to take it in stride. “No thanks.
Not really interested in you.” He said in a passive rejection. “But if you want, I can help tutor you. If
you’re this eager to skip just to fuck, you shouldn’t be in this college.” The sassy, sleepy red panda spoke
in a blunt and careless tone. He was simply too tired to deal with any of this on a Friday morning.
Laughing it off and draping his arm over Cultro’s shoulders, Xian walked along with the red
panda. “Hey, come on, don’t be like that. You look like a fucking corpse, cutie. You need some relaxation
and rest. What’s better than a nap after hours of fucking?” The red fox continued to press and advance
onto his sleepy classmate. Xian’s red-orange furred arm squeezed Cultro closer to his body, making the
smaller boy’s shoulder press against his chest. “Had my eye on you all week. Your name’s Cultro, right?
I’m Xian.” He introduced himself after already putting pressure on his prey.
“Xian, huh? Thanks, I now know who to report for this.” Cultro said with a dry attitude. He
pulled away from the red fox’s larger, stronger body. Squirming out and stumbling away for a moment,
the red panda’s hand fell towards the door handle of the dormitory. Pushing the door open and casting a
gaze towards Xian, the exhausted red panda huffed. “If you want my attention, get me a coffee or
something.” He spoke with disdain for the tall fox. “Three sugars and two creams.”
Scoffing at Cultro as he escaped and started to run away to class. Xian’s brow furrowed in
frustration that his attempts weren’t working. He attempted to force a smile while approaching the red

panda once again, walking forward and propping the door open for the cute boy. “Okay, forget the
fucking. Let's just go off campus, grab a coffee together, and then I can take you to class. Can’t have
anyone else scooping up that fine piece of ass.” He forced his way in front of Cultro, blocking the red
panda inside. There was a group of students on their way to class outside, a handful noticing the pair at
the doorway.
Amber eyes looked up towards Xian’s violent yellow, predatory eyes. Cultro was losing his
patience, notable by how his brow furrowed in frustration. “You know what? Sure.” He leaned up, trying
to trick the red fox into getting closer. And then, right as he was close enough, Cultro spat right into
Xian’s eyes! “Forget the coffee. That’s all the attention I’m going to give you. Period.” The red panda
was enraged and fired up from the encounter and fighting back against the red fox. He shoved past Xian’s
body, the flustered and spit blinded fox easy to avoid.
He was going to strike back. The large red fox wanted to just grab Cultro by the collar of his shirt
and fuck the shit out of the tiny brat right there. Xian’s desire to just… destroy that red panda in every
sexual and nonsexual way rose higher and higher, especially after seeing the handful of people who saw
him get spit in the eyes. The dumbfounded red fox stood there, just letting Cultro get away Scot-free for
the time being. He would get his revenge on the twink of a straight-A student.
…
After the first, hellishly long class, Cultro was already losing steam. There was a coffee in his
hand as he exited the building to go back to his dorm. There was no way he could go through another two
classes that day at all. He completely forgotten about Xian and how the fox tried to force him into having
sex. The swelling thoughts of an overwhelming class were all that floated in his head as he walked back
to his dorm.
Bare paws stepped across the carpeted floor of the hallway. Cultro was just going to call it a day
and sleep then and there. Maybe the fox had a point about the red panda being completely exhausted, but
what did it matter? Xian was only looking for some fun with his body, not actually caring for him. Even
as the red fox stared at the unaware red panda, Cultro thought that.
Suddenly, from out of the blue to the unaware and exhausted red panda, tape came down in front
of their face! The pale pink muzzle was completely bound in grey duct tape, locking his maw shut
completely. Coffee falling, muffled screams, and panic. Those were the only noises that filled the
hallway. Xian, using his height advantage of almost two feet, forced the small red panda into his room.
The door was closed behind the two in an instant, multiple locks being flipped closed as Cultro was now
trapped with his rapist.
The red panda’s hands were still free and he intended to use them. One fist came careening
towards Xian’s head, the other pulled back ready to strike. The resilient red fox took the fist in his free
hand. Dragging the duct tape from behind his back, Xian used it to knock Cultro onto the couch of the
dorm room.

There were no lights to illuminate the scene for the confused, scared, and decaffeinated red
panda. Fear completely overtook Cultro as he fell onto the couch, just to feel the imposing form of the
large red fox climb over top his small body. Struggling in his muted silence, the helpless red panda fought
and kicked against the strong jock holding him down. His disheveled shirt only got more wrinkly as Xian
forced his body to contort, stretching his arms up well above his head. Wrists were bound in grey duct
tape, strapped and taped down to the table next to the couch.
“Stop squirming, you little shit!” Xian shouted at Cultro. He used his weight to keep the twink
down, sitting on his slim stomach. One hand held the helpless victim’s hands. The fox’s now free hand
slapped across the red panda’s face, leaving a mark under the pinkish fur. “You’re going to take it like a
good boy, you hear me? You need a little punishment for humiliating me like that, you stupid fuck.” He
was most certainly fired up on adrenaline, the sheer energy in his voice as he spoke echoing in the door
for a moment.
Xian leaned down and forced a kiss to the bound red panda’s nose. His weight kept Cultro down,
forcing the helpless victim into the loving action. “If you behave, I’ll let you suck my dick and taste my
cum. AFTER I rail your ass so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week.” The veiled threat of a good
time taken too far made Cultro needlessly horny.
The amber eyes of the red panda narrowed. His dick rose a little in his navy blue pants, feeling
the threat and sheer danger of his situation. There was nothing but hate in his eyes. Tears began to form in
those pretty, shimmering eyes. Cultro stared at Xian as the fox took advantage of him and his weak body.
One hand holding down his own, another starting to pull at the pants fitting along his nice hips… it was
humiliating. There was no way he would lose his anal virginity to someone like this. He just couldn’t lose
his dignity to some brute.
“There you go, just relax. Aw, you look so pretty with tears in your eyes~” Xian chided, teasing
the bound victim. His hand gracefully slid down the soft, plush fur of the red panda’s thigh, dragging the
navy blue pants and the black underwear down with it. “Oh? Stupid slut, looks like you’re enjoying this
more than you’re letting on~” The fox laughed! Cultro’s cock, now half erect, was exposed and flopping
as the underwear was removed.
As the pants were completely removed, the strong fox flipped over the now half naked victim.
Cultro’s arms were draped over the edge of the couch cushion, his legs kicking out behind him to try to
free himself from Xian’s grasp. However, no amount of kicking would shake the determined fox! It only
brought a firm, hard slap directly onto the soft ass of the red panda, making him squeal in pain through
the taped up muzzle.
“You hate that, don’t you? Well, I hate you fighting it, so just lay down and be a good rape slut.”
Xian spoke with fire in his voice, getting truly annoyed at Cultro. His powerful hand raised up once more
just to slap the plush ass, sending the point home with a painful slap. “This ass is too good to be unfucked
and you’re just making it WAY TOO HARD.” The fox struck again with his palm. “What? Do you want
to be paid for being raped? Will that motivate your pathetic little ass to sit the fuck still, you fucking
worm?”

Cultro hated this more than Xian hated how much the red panda squirmed. His ass was exposed,
his tight pucker ready to be raped, and his hands were hanging over the edge of the couch. The fox
looming over him like a storm cloud leaned forward. Tape bound Cultro’s duct tape handcuffs to the
table, keeping him trapped and bent over as if he wanted to be bred like an animal. And what monster
would Xian be to deny that desire? His own cock throbbed hard in his pants, a sizable bulge pressing up
against the pinkish butt.
“Settle down now. If you behave, I’ll let you lick my dick clean~ Remember your reward, or I’ll
leave cum stains all in your hair if you disobey~” Xian further humiliated his little plaything. His cock
was freed from the prison of underwear and uniform pants. The bright crimson shaft throbbed hard, the
canine cock on full display towering almost seven inches long. “Now, just relax that cute butt of yours,
slut. If you don’t, this might hurt a whole lot more than it should.” Xian warned. At least he was being a
little generous to his rapable toy.
Cultro wasn’t ready. Tears were in his eyes, his fists were clenched, and his ass was also
squeezing tight. He didn’t want Xian to enter his body with anything, let alone his large dick! He could
even see it by just looking over his shoulder! Amber eyes were narrowed into an angry glare, the tears
welling in the corners of the pretty eyes undercutting the furious gaze. Then, suddenly, the curved tip of
the canine cock was pressed right against the soft furred ass of the victim!
A gentle groan came from the rapist fox. His cock was forced in without any lube, squeezing and
stretching the tight asshole. Cultro whimpered loudly and cursed within his taped muzzle. The red panda
kicked his legs helplessly as Xian entered deeper and deeper, inches of the dick disappearing into the tight
ass despite the resistance he put up. Fox dick pressed in nice and snugly, filling the tight asshole. It was a
wonder Cultro wasn’t bleeding from the sheer size of the dick filling his virgin ass! Xian let out a lustful
groan as his knot pressed against the tight pucker. It strained against the tight asshole. There was no way
that fat knot would even begin to fit!
Tears continued to fall from Cultro’s pretty eyes as he was raped. Feeling Xian’s powerful dick
slide out just a little made him hopeful, wondering if he would be able to strike back. That was before the
cock slammed deep into his body! The curved tip pounded in like a jackhammer, hitting his prostate hard
enough to get a splatter of pre-cum squirting out of his comparatively smaller dick. Pleasure was
unwilling as his body was used against his will. Crying, angry, and fussy. That’s all the raped red panda
was.
“F-fuck…” Xian moaned out. “You’re so fucking tight… I’m gonna keep you here all day.
Maybe tomorrow, too!” The fox laughed! One hand was placed onto Cultro’s waist, the other wrapping
its dark furred fingers around the victim’s muzzle. Digits danced across the tape, Xian clearly enjoying
his new toy. “You’re a good boy, rape slut. Don’t think I can’t hear those little excited sounds you’re
making~” He continued to tease and berate Cultro.
The helpless victim could only cry and kick like a caged animal. There was almost nothing he
could do to even get anyone else’s attention to save him from Xian’s powerful dick. Feeling it thudding

through his body was a hell of pleasure and pain. Anger festered and boiled in his small body. Each thrust
of the throbbing dick, every time it pressed against the little love button in his ass; it all just fueled the
fire. ‘The first chance I get,’ Cultro began to promise himself, ‘I’m going to beat the shit out of this guy.’
The helplessness only made the fury grow stronger, hotter, more volatile. Hearing the huffs of
Xian’s breath, the moans the fox groaned as he raped the tight asshole…. Cultro hated how he loved it.
The attention felt nice, but the way he got it… he wasn’t having it.
Xian ran his fingers along the pale pink lips of the restrained red panda. A finger slipped into the
bound maw, rubbing up against the teeth for a moment. “Just take a deep breath, cutie~ Do you want me
to give you speaking permission again? Just so I can hear you beg for more rape?~”
There it was. There was a chance just for a taste of freedom again. A taste of potential revenge.
The words of venom Cultro thought up boiled at the tip of his tongue, ready to lash out a string of hellish
words to his captor. He completely forgot about the tears that stained his cheeks, the wet lines drawn
down all the way to the couch under his belly. With a simple nod, the red panda begged silently. He
wanted the freedom of being able to talk, being able to scream for help, just… any ounce of freedom. Just
to throw it right back into Xian’s face and make the fox regret it all.
“Just know, little slut, that if you scream…” The fox whispered. His maw was placed in the ear of
the bound red panda. Hot and heavy words left dew of saliva in the thick fluff of the pale pink fur. “No
one would hear you~ And I’ll just rape you harder as punishment~” Xian threatened with a growl. Each
word he spoke made his cock throb harder within Cultro’s tight ass, as if he was getting off on his own
rapey and degrading words of terror.
The fear wouldn’t freeze Cultro, not this time. With a soft nod and gentle whine, the red panda
agreed to the one sided ruling that Xian pushed onto him. Tape was slowly pulled off of his muzzle, the
pale pink fur being pulled out with the sticky adhesive. Cultro tried not to make a noise. Tried being the
key word. He kicked and screamed in pain as the tape ripped out a handful of fur across the sensitive
muzzle, tears pouring from his eyes like waterfalls. His mouth opened wide, nothing coming out from the
sheer shock of pain destroying any semblance of complaints the red panda thought up.
He wouldn’t even be able to speak anyways. Xian’s fingers, after discarding the used tape, would
be shoved down to the knuckle in the rape toy’s mouth! Cultro’s eyes grew wide as his throat was now
used as a warm spot for fingers to sit and tease. They filled his mouth so much that he couldn’t even
attempt to bite into the flesh of his attacker’s digits! Three fingers plunged down all the way into the rape
toy’s throat, stretching his maw wide.
“Woah! You can deep-throat like that without any training? Guess what, rape toy?” Xian’s
enthusiastic voice screamed out over the trapped, teary eyed Cultro. “You got yourself a new boyfriend!
No dating needed, just be your cute self and let me steal you away whenever I want.” He treated it like a
joke. That only pissed the red panda off more.

Cultro wanted so badly just to bite off the fingers of the fox, make him hurt just for even
considering doing this again! As the fingers began to thrust in and out of his mouth like a second dick, his
anger grew more and more. Lashing his tongue out would have no effect. The spread of the fingers made
it impossible for the red panda to even try to bite. He wanted to! He was on the edge of snapping the bone
in Xian’s fingers. Even though Cultro couldn’t see, he could assume that the nails of the hellish rapist
weren’t even clean before they entered his maw.
“Hmpf…” The fox moaned. Xian continued to fuck the red panda from behind, the fat knot of his
dick slapping against the tight asshole again and again with every powerful thrust. He continued to make
a fuck toy of Cultro, now from both ends! The fox’s fingers thrust in and out of the helpless red panda’s
mouth as his dick did the same with his exposed ass. It was like the little rape slut was stuck in a party
with a pair having fun with his body!
Cum splattered deep within the warm butt of the red panda! The first orgasm of the day filled
Cultro, the sticky and warm seed spreading all over his warm asshole. Xian’s satisfied groans disgusted
the now cream-pied panda. Pleasure boiled within Cultro’s body as the warmth stimulated his little love
button, pre continuously leaking from his unwilling dick. Feeling humiliated, completely and totally
objectified, there was nothing for the fuming red panda to even do. He could only lay there, hoping that
Xian would get tired and give up. Fall asleep on top of him.
Instead of getting tired, the fox was more riled up than ever! Seeing how receptacle Cultro was to
getting his ass bred like a wild animal, Xian was eager to see what else this rape slut could do. Fingers
pulled out of the red panda’s mouth. Saliva was smeared directly onto Cultro’s face. The fox pulled out of
the tight ass, cum staining his dick and pouring out the stretched tail-hole.
“H-hey, knock it off, you sorry excuse for a man!” Cultro squeaked out! He thought his words
would be more biting, more damaging to the ego of his rapist. The surprise on his saliva coated face when
Xian simply laughed was priceless.
The fox placed his hand on the soft, pink hair of his personal toy. “Knock what off, pet? You’re
in no position to command ME of all people.” Xian spoke as if he was above Cultro in every way. “Do
you want me to beat you until you’re black and blue? All you gotta do is ask, brat.” His offer was
highlighted with a slap to the ass! The force behind his paw was enough to make Cultro’s ass jiggle under
the pressure, a fine red mark appearing under the soft pink fur.
“Ow! Hey, stop that!” Cultro whined and complained to Xian. His pitiful attempts at begging fell
on deaf ears as the fox only stood over him, cock dripping and ready. “P-please, just… please let me
go…” The red panda began to cry. Tears streaking down his cheeks glinted in the low light of the living
room of this small dorm, the hellish space where he was held captive. Cum slowly dripped out of his ass,
the sensation of the warmth leaving him filling Cultro full of disgust. He had to fake pure terror. He
needed some way to try to get out.
A gentle laugh came from the menacing fox. Bright yellow eyes glared down at the helpless red
panda. Xian could only lick his lips. “Open your mouth, slut. Nice and wide.” He commanded in a firm

voice. “If you wanna get out, I’m gonna need you to listen to me. Got it?” The fox demanded pure
submission from his kidnapped toy. “And if you even think about biting me…” Disappointment filled his
voice.
“O-okay, okay, fine!” Cultro blurted out like a brat. His small mouth opened, tongue lolling out
over his lips. Amber eyes looked up in anticipation. The red panda’s brow was furrowed in nothing but
anger. That was until a glob of spit was shot directly into his open mouth! Xian’s saliva splattered against
his tongue, flooding his senses with the taste of his rapist’s spit! Cultro attempted to spit it out, but the fox
pushed his head down into the cushion of the couch, forcing his mouth shut.
With a slow shake of his head, Xian glared down at the red panda with a cocky smile. “Tsk, tsk,
tsk.” He teased. “Bad boy. You gotta swallow it, stupid.” Intense eyes of the unwilling, submissive slut
stared back, the amber irises glinting with frustration and pure disgust. “Don’t be like that. If you want to
cum, you horny shithead, you gotta do what I say.” Surprise filled the eyes of the fox’s plaything. “What?
Like I didn’t notice the stain of pre you left on my couch?” Xian laughed. “Stop stalling. Swallow.” He
commanded firmly, as if he would beat up the red panda if he didn’t comply.
Cultro shook and whimpered. Tears continued to fall from his eyes, his cheeks all wet from his
crying. He hesitantly swallowed the spit. A shiver went down his spine as if he just drank vinegar, the spit
having a similar weight in his stomach with how gross it was. Pressure on the top of his head was
alleviated, Xian now opting to pat the pink haired rape toy instead of simply holding him down.
“Th-that was so fucking gross…” Cultro could barely complain. His muzzle was still partially
held within the fluff of the couch cushion. “P-please, just… let me go… I’m tired, I got class, just… not
today….” He groaned as if he was more exhausted than terrified. “I don’t like you… I hate that I just…
let you do this….” Cultro wouldn’t stop his pitiful complaining and whining, even as his cute little ears
were played with.
Xian laughed. His hand rolled down the back of Cultro’s neck, teasing at the collar of his shirt.
“You didn’t let me do anything. I took it. I took you.” The dominance, the confidence, the general air of
power; it was all suffocating to the little red panda. Being under someone so strong and powerful who
could just take him completely, no matter what he said, made the little rape toy squirm and shiver. “And I
don’t intend to let you go. How ‘bout we make this a thing? You’ll be my little boyfriend and rape toy.
Sound good? I know it does.” Xian forced Cultro into this agreement. There was no way for the little
squirmy red panda to get out of this. The tape contained him, the dominance scared him, and the stench of
confidence disgusted him.
Cultro couldn’t accept it. He was powerless. All he wanted to do was get up and tape down this
large, cocky fox and give him a taste of his own medicine. Even if Cultro’s cock was smaller than Xian’s.
He wanted to fight fire with fire by raping the shit out of the large man, his classmate that now held so
much power over him. There was nothing he could do. His spirit was starting to break slowly, the resolve
to continue resisting and fighting gradually weakening.

“Don’t pass out on me, Cultro.” Xian spoke firmly. “What, do you want to get some sleep? I’ll let
you take a short break. Don’t want to destroy your mind on the first day of being my personal boy toy.”
He laughed. The fox walked away, turning his back on the bound red panda. There was a confident
swagger in his stride, even as he clumsily put his dick away in his pants.
Cultro stared, eyes fixated on the strong form of the fox. He couldn’t pull himself to look away.
Tears stopped flowing as the abuse simmered down to nothing but residual pain from the brutal ass
fucking and the slaps. Xian left the little red panda all alone, arms bound down to the night stand and half
naked with that soft ass exposed. There must be something he could do to escape! Amber eyes darted
around, knowing that too much noise would make the fox angry.
Then, an idea popped into his head. “Occam’s razor…” the rape victim whispered to himself. The
simplest solution was the best solution, as his current engineering course taught him. The simplest
solution was to free his hands, get up, and shuffle to the door! Tape bound his wrists, not his fingers, so
Cultro could even open the door by himself and run off to the hall. He could even pull up his pants!
The plan was put into action. After making sure Xian wasn’t coming back soon, the red panda
began to pry against the tape. Using the couch cushion as a fulcrum point, he pulled up hard in order to
make the tape binding him to the table give way and come up! However, Cultro didn’t take the loud noise
of the tape into consideration. The loud ripping was louder than any of his moans and squeals of pain,
most certainly alerting the fox.
Xian came forward into the room with a pair of scissors in his hand. He had discarded his shirt,
now showing off a bare and rather muscular torso hidden by the college’s white button up dress code. The
yellow eyes of a predator glared down at Cultro, who had pulled himself free from the tape binding him
down. Silence hung in the air for a moment as the pair locked eyes. Neither moved. One out of fear and
the other out of anticipation.
The first sound to cut the tension was a laugh from the fox. Xian approached with steady
footsteps, as if his victim was nice and trapped for his pleasure. Cultro shakily laughed in return, trying to
free himself the rest of the way.
“H-hey, back off, I was just trying to get comfortable!” Cultro lied about his true intentions
boldly. “It’s not like you tied me up in a cozy way.” He complained. His hands were now freed, bound in
handcuffs of duct tape in front of his body as he sat up. Between pale pink thighs, his dick rose up in
arousal, and Cultro hated the sensation of his body betraying him.
All Xian did was shrug and approach. “Sorry, slut. I’ll tie you up better, then.” He said simply. A
fresh roll of tape was revealed to the red panda. Amber eyes grew wide in fear of being bound up again.
“Hold still and I’ll let you sleep on the bed instead of the closet~”
Cultro was simply shocked. He hesitated to even say anything or react in any regard. Sniffling
and glaring at the fox, the red panda submitted. He knew that there was no way to overpower the fox and
escape, especially with his hands bound. “F-fine… just… at least pull up my pants, bitch…” Cultro

struggled to maintain power in this situation. Feeling the rough hands grasping his bound wrists, he knew
that power would be a rarity while around Xian.
“If you ask nicely, maybe. If not, I’ll strip you naked and make you go to your dorm naked.” The
fox said in a deadpan voice. Scissors snipped at the tape binding the wrists of the helpless red panda, only
to have Xian’s strong hands forced them behind Cultro’s back. Tape would then be run across his wrists
and up his arms in a makeshift arm binder. It solidified a lack of control in the mind of the raped toy.
A sharp whine came out of the pale pink furred lips. “Please…” Cultro said in a disgruntled
voice. His pants were pulled up, the underwear fitting in a way to give him the worst wedgie!
Whimpering and groaning in pain, the red panda could only stand up with the hard pull.
“There you go, hope you’re comfortable.” Xian said in a mockingly genuine tone. He turned
Cultro around, starting to bind his legs together with tape over his pants. Then, the grey tape was wrapped
snugly around the ankles, keeping the red panda without a chance at escape. “Good boy. Just let me scoop
you up, drop you in bed, and I’ll let you get some rest.” The fox said in an oddly comforting cadence.
Huffy with all the tape keeping him trapped, Cultro could only do as he was told at this point. He
laid back in the arms of the fox, allowing him to pick up his small form bridal style. Feeling the soft fur of
the large fox’s exposed chest, smelling the light musk, it only riled up some hellish part of the red panda’s
brain. The sheer power and dominance Xian had while carrying the taped up rape slut sent Cultro’s mind
to the abyss.
Once in bed, the red panda was on his side. Covers enveloping his small form as Xian tucked him
in so lovingly. “Sleep well, rape slut. I’ll get to you after class.” The fox promised with a mischievous
grin. All the red panda could do was simply roll his eyes in disgust. Tape sealed his mouth shut once
again, muting Cultro as he was left in the dark, empty bedroom to sleep. It was oddly comforting, just the
security of the bindings and soft mattress that smelled like his new boyf- no. Xian wasn’t his boyfriend.
He wouldn’t let some rapist claim him and his heart like that. However, sleep would claim his mind
before he could even think about how to feel.