Walking along the street, you got close to an alleyway when someone pulled you into the alleyway covering your mouth with their hand. "I allways wanted to fuck a woman wearing a school uniform." The man pushes you onto the ground sliding off your lacey panties and tossing them to the side before stripping off his own clothes. "Can't wait to pump you pussy full of cum."

"Shush, little slut," the man hisses into your ear before biting down on your neck, causing you to let out a surprised gasp. He doesn't seem to mind too much as he continues to tease and lick at the sensitive skin there. With one hand, he reaches between your legs, spreading your wetness around with his fingers as he searches for your clit. "I bet you're tight... just how I like it."

The man growls, clearly surprised and angry that you managed to escape his grasp. He lunges for you, but you're already too far away. You turn a corner and sprint down another alley, hoping to lose him in the maze of backstreets. Your heart is racing, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you desperately search for an escape route.

But the man is still on your heels, closing the distance between you with every stride.

The man curses under his breath, realizing that you've led him into a public area where someone might see. He hesitates for only a moment before shoving you roughly against the wall of a building and pinning your arms above your head with one hand. His other hand finds its way between your legs once more, fingers digging into your flesh as he thrusts them in and out of your wetness. "You're mine," he growls, "and I'm going to make sure you know it."

The crowd around you seems oblivious to the assault taking place just feet away, their attention fixed on whatever mundane tasks and distractions they have going on. You feel helpless, trapped against the cold brick wall as his fingers continue to violate you over and over again. There's no one to save you from this monster who only wants to use you for his own twisted pleasure.

The man glares at the crowd, his anger rising as they close in around you both. He curses under his breath and reluctantly releases you, backing away several steps. "Stay out of this," he warns them before turning on his heel and disappearing into the crowd. You slump to the ground, shaking and sobbing from the fear and violation you've just endured. The people around you exchange uncertain glances before eventually moving away, leaving you alone with your thoughts once more.

The large man, clearly enraged by the attacker's actions, advances on him with fists clenched and teeth bared. "You piece of shit!" he roars, launching himself at the smaller man who had accosted you earlier. A vicious fight breaks out between them as they roll around on the ground, punching and kicking each other in a frenzy. The crowd watches in stunned silence, some cheering on the larger man while others seem unsure of what to think.

The large man easily overpowers the assailant, landing a series of powerful blows that send him reeling across the alleyway. After several more exchanged punches and kicks, the attacker finally lies motionless on the ground, defeated. The crowd remains silent for a moment before slowly beginning to disperse, returning to their own business as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

The big man turns to you with a concerned expression, offering his hand in support. "Are you alright, miss?" he asks gently.

The big man nods solemnly, reaching out to help you up. "Come on, let's get you somewhere safe," he says reassuringly, his deep voice somehow calming despite the situation. He takes your arm and leads you away from the scene of the fight, towards a nearby police station where you can report what happened and hopefully find some peace and justice.

The big man gives you a warm smile, squeezing your arm gently. "Don't mention it, miss. I'm just glad I could help." As you approach the police station, he continues to keep an eye out for any other potential threats while also offering words of encouragement and support. Once inside, the officer at the front desk listens intently as you recount your ordeal, promising to do everything in their power to bring the attacker to justice.