When Yao came to, he was surprised to find himself in an unfamiliar place, bound and gagged. He tried to remember what he was doing before he fell unconscious – a strange man in his house… the chloroform!

Yao jerked up immediately, effectively hitting his head on the wall. He shouldn't have turned his back on the stranger… Now, it seemed that the stranger had kidnapped him. Yao tested the bonds holding his hands behind his back, and to his dismay, found that they were quite firmly tied.

Yao opened his eyes fully and observed his surroundings. It was dim and dark, and he didn't know what sort of place he was in. There was a desk and chair in the corner and a beanbag in the other, so he assumed he was in an office of sorts.

"Oh, you're awake," said a voice.

Yao whipped his head around to face the owner of the voice. The same man with brown hair and green eyes who Yao had let into his house smirked down at him.

"And just in time too," remarked the man. "We've got a show to demonstrate to your husband."

Arthur? Of all people, Arthur? As if Arthur cared enough about Yao to save him. If the way Yao had been treated since his marriage was any indication of what Arthur thought about him, he can kiss that hope of Arthur coming to rescue him goodbye.

"Come," the man said, as he dragged Yao out of the room.

Once he was out of the office, Yao was thrown into the centre of the hall. A grey-haired man was looking at him snidely. "Thank you, Antonio," he said.

"Pleasure, Gilbert," the man who was called Antonio sneered.

Gilbert squatted down so that he was nearer to Yao's face. "We're just waiting for your husband to arrive – I've just gotten word that he has just parked his car."

Yao was surprised to hear that Arthur was coming.

"But while we're waiting, why don't you and I have some fun?" Gilbert smirked.

Fun? Yao didn't like how this was sounding at all. He edged away from Gilbert, but was stopped when Gilbert grabbed his collar.

"I'm sure you must be great in the sack, if not why would that bastard Kirkland pick you?" Gilbert leered.

Yao shook his head aggressively. How would he know in the first place? Arthur had never tried anything with him! But that was besides the point…! This man was going to rape him!

Gilbert grabbed Yao's crotch, grinning. He then pulled down a struggling Yao's pants.

Annoyed by Yao's struggling, Gilbert scowled. "This should shut you up for a while," he said, plunging a needle into Yao's neck, injecting its contents into Yao's body.

Almost immediately, Yao's energy left him. Despite how much he tried to struggle, he just couldn't muster enough energy to do so.

"Now, that's a good boy," Gilbert cooed when he saw Yao give up on moving. He retrieved a rather large object from his pocket, flipped Yao over and inserted it into his anus.

Yao gasped as the object in question stretched him. It seemed to be too big to fit into him. But Gilbert pushed it in until Yao was filled to the hilt.

Grinning evilly, Gilbert flicked a switch on and the object in Yao's backside started vibrating violently.

Yao screamed through the gag as the object vibrated, sending painful sensations throughout his body. He was unaware of Gilbert shedding his own pants and removing the gag, lifting Yao's face to shove his cock into Yao's mouth.

Yao felt as though he was being split apart; he prayed for it to stop, he prayed for anything to put a stop to this humiliation.

"Yes, that's a nice little bitch," Gilbert moaned, as Yao gagged on his penis. He tried to make Yao deepthroat him, but Yao was by all means inexperienced and couldn't condition his throat to open to take in Gilbert's length.

"STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING NOW!"

Gilbert ceased his actions, switched off the vibrator and turned around. Yao collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily.

"Ah, Kirkland, just in time," Gilbert said gleefully as he caught sight of Arthur glaring daggers at him. He pulled out the vibrator.

"Let him go now," said Arthur through gritted teeth.

Through his blurred vision, Yao could make out Arthur's intimidating silhouette.

"Do you have the money?" asked Gilbert as he re-buckled his pants.

"It's here," Arthur told him, pointing at the briefcase he was holding. "But you won't have it until you let Yao go."

"Okay," Gilbert shrugged. "Too bad I couldn't fuck him – I would have been better than you a thousand times."

"Shut up," Arthur snarled. "I am ten times the man you are."

Gilbert directed an offensive gesture towards Arthur. He then signalled for Antonio to untie Yao.

Antonio hastily pulled up Yao's pants and begrudgingly untied Yao. He threw Yao to Arthur's feet; Yao landed in a crumpled heap on the ground. In exchange, Arthur threw the briefcase containing the money towards Gilbert. "Fair?" he asked.

Gilbert nodded and took the briefcase. He opened it to make sure the money was inside. "Fair," he replied before leaving with Antonio.

Once they were gone, Arthur knelt down by Yao's side. He brushed a stray strand of hair from Yao's face. "You okay?" he asked softly.

Yao smiled weakly at him. "You… came…"

Arthur gathered Yao into his arms. "Of course I did," he told him softly. "I love you."

But Yao had already passed out and did not hear Arthur's admission of love.