She gets found

As Kurenai sat on her floor, bound, gagged, naked, and horny as hell, she lost track of time and how long she had been sitting there. Her arms were very sore from being in a bind for so long and her mouth ached from being overstuffed. Her face was a bright red as she was forced to replay the events that just went down over and over again in her head. This was nothing compared to the heat radiating from her womanhood. No matter how much she tried to rub herself using the ground, her hogtie made it pretty much impossible to get anywhere. Kurenai slowly, over maybe the course of an hour or so, managed to scoot along out of Anko's room and into the kitchen, where there was a clock. She had to repeatedly bend her back a little more like a snail to get there. A naked and bound snail that is.

11:53

The clock taunted her with the time, reminding Kurenai just how much longer she'd be stuck like this. Just over 9 hours left until Anko supposedly got home, if she wasn't late. Kurenai flopped over on her back, not an easy feat when your arms and legs are tied behind it, and lay in the middle of the kitchen. Her tits needed the air after being dragged across the hallway and her spread legs helped her relax in a perverted kind of way. She felt ashamed and beaten. Kurenai was suddenly yanked out of her thoughts by a loud tapping on the window. She quickly tried to close her legs, but with no such luck, all she ended up doing was falling over to her side. Kurenai recovered quickly and looked over hopefully, expecting to see Anko again, but to her immense horror, it wasn't Anko at all.