She fights back

The shock of being violated so, feeling the other mans rough hands grabbing and fondling her hips and rear, filled Pyrrha with humiliation. She felt her face and chest flush red, first with embarrassment and then with anger. The man shifted and pulled back to start thrusting into her open mouth. Pyrrha bit down as hard as she could, until she tasted blood.

The man let out a horrifying scream and fell backwards, cradling his junk. The man behind her yelled and grabbed Pyrrha by the throat, "You bitch!"

Pyrrha kicked out behind her into the mans gut. He grunted and flew backwards into a tree, clearly stunned. Pyrrha got up, brushing dirt and leaves off her naked body, and scowled. "I might be unarmed, but I'm far from harmless. Neither of you have an Aura, do you?"

The man she kicked got up with a snarl, pulling out a long hunting knife from his jacket, "I won't take this from a slut like you!"

He swung wildly at her. Pyrrha effortlessly avoided each swing, using her semblance to deflect the blows from hitting her body. A few came too close for comfort, trailing lightly along her skin, causing goosebumps to erupt across her skin. Pyrrha grabbed the mans arm midswing and twisted until he let go of the knife. She grabbed it, and kicked him in the crotch.

The man tumbled over and started rocking side to side with soft moans. Pyrrha walked over to the first man she'd bitten, and grabbed his scroll off the ground. It was locked. She glared at the man, who was tenderly poking at his injured manhood while trying and failing not to cry. She jabbed the scroll at him.

"Delete these pictures, and forget you ever saw me. If you don't, I'll drag both of you to Beacon to be arrested for attempted ****."

The man looked up at her dumbly. She pointed the knife at him, "I'm sorry, did I stutter?"

Without a word of protest, the man did as he was asked while Pyrrha watched. Once she was sure he'd done so, and confirmed he hadn't sent them to anyone, she destroyed the scroll and pointed into the depths of the forest. "Both of you get out of here, and never come back."

The injured man pulled on his pants and helped his partner in crime up. They both limped off into the darkness, out of Pyrrhas sight. Once she was sure they were gone, she collapsed against the nearest tree, her heart hammering against her chest.

Once she'd gotten over her shock and outrage, she'd known she could handle two normal bandits. But that brief feeling of helplessness combined with the quick struggle had been exhilarating. Pyrrha took in a shaky breath, and rubbed her legs together. Her body was still prickled with gooseflesh and her nipples had grown painfully hard. She felt a warmth at the fork of her legs, and she could feel her wetness.

Basically, Pyrrha was horny.

She glanced back the way the bandits came, and quirked her lips. It was too dangerous to sate herself so close to that spot. But she could probably find somewhere else...

A more reasonable side of her spoke up, pointing out that now was not the time. She had to get to her dorm and get new clothes, before people started wondering where she was.

Decisions decisions.