At Raul’s Party II

“What is going on here?” Olivera thought the voice was similar.

However, she couldn’t see the person that was talking because the latter was shrouded in thick darkness. Yet, she knew that the person was behind the stranger that had chosen to assault her instead of accepting her apology.

She wanted to heave in relief for the disruption, but then held her breath. She wasn’t sure if this familiar voice was a help or a foe. For all she knew, this new person might join the stranger in raping her.

“You want to have a taste of her too? Well, you can wait till I am done.” The stranger, still bunching her up by the wall, said.

He was about to slide his dick inside her, when suddenly he was flung away from her. He made an ungraceful landing on the ground with a heavy thud.

Olivera was relieved but shocked. She looked at the shadow that had helped her, wondering what this help meant when he spoke again.

“You shouldn’t touch people without their consent.”

Vee!

Olivera mentally screamed,