The Power Enthusiast

MINERVO 102: Foreigner

Suddenly, Paul is smothered, pulled, and carried by Abbas to a deserted spot, Isabella follows him from behind in a giggle. Of course Paul did not keep quiet and according to him, even when he was held by Abbas, his body continued to rebel wildly, writhing asking to be released from the forced actions of his friend. But unfortunately, Abbas did not care about Paul, who had his mind on him, was to carry out Isabella's orders as quickly as possible, so that the game could end.

Not only that, Abbas is the type of person who is not comfortable if he has not paid something to someone, whether it is money, services, or trivial things such as orders in a game. Therefore, Abbas wants to quickly carry out Isabella's orders, so that the debt can be paid off quickly. It feels quite disturbing if there is something that has not been repaid, that is what Abbas has in mind.

After arriving at a quiet and empty yard, Abbas immediately laid Paul's body on the ground, not forgetting to release his big palm from Paul's mouth, the previous one managed to smother the mouth of the mentor to not be able to scream. Isabella gasped for breath when she reached the same place as Abbas, she looked tired as she continued to try to match the burly man's speed in walking. But his tiredness was immediately lost when he saw Paul lying on the ground with a supine position, the mentor's face looked like a man out of breath.

"Bright.. Huhh...  What the fuck! Goddamn bum!" Paul held his breath with all his might, while looking at the face of Abbas who was standing nearby. "You smothered my mouth and nose so strongly, I almost died!"

"I'm sorry" Abbas said with his usual flat face. "I'm a little too much for you, I'm sorry."

"Here you go, come," Isabella came to the two figures giggling. "You didn't die either, did you? So there's nothing to worry about, rather than that" Isabella put a small grin on her face. "Let's do 'it' here, I'd be very happy if you guys did it now. Especially if," Isabella pulled her phone out of her short dress. "... You guys allowed me to record it, I'd be really happy, you know."

Paul immediately jumped up, and rose from his lying position to stand upright. Then, he cried out to Isabella, so upset by what the girl said. "Don't be crazy! I don't kiss men! And I also don't want to kiss women! Anyway whoever it is! I'm not interested! So stop mocking me! Goddamn bum!"

When Paul was angry, suddenly Abbas stroked his hair very gently. "I understand" said Abbas, trying to understand Paul's condition. "But we have to do it."

"Geez, you're really hard, aren't you?" Isabella clicked her tongue. "When my orders are not grandiose, right? I'm just asking you and Abbas to kiss. That'sthat's all. But you think it's like it's a strange thing, but guys and guys kissing, it's not weird at all. I see it often, really. And that's normal. So come on, Paul?" Isabella continued to seduce Paul to have the man ready to carry out his orders. "Well, when do you keep rebelling like that? Especially now that we are on a mission. If you carry out my orders you are incapable, how could you possibly carry out your duties as that mentor?"

"Don't worry, Isabella," Suddenly Abbas pulled Paul by the side of his arm. "I'll force it." Abbas locked Paul's body with his arms.

"Stop! Goddamnit! Don't make me angry again! Release him! Hurry along! Goddamn bum!" However, no matter how hard Paul moves, he will never be able to escape Abbas's ambush, which has locked his body in motion. Abbas has a huge body strength, and when compared to Paul, his mentor is nothing.

"ABBAZ! I SAID RELEASE! QUICKLY RELEASE! DON'T BE SWAYED BY THAT MOTHERFUCKER WOMAN'S SEDITION! YOU CAN'T DO IT WITH ME! JUST DO IT WITH SOMEONE ELSE! GODDAMN SHIT!"

Still futile, whatever Paul did, it meant nothing at all. Abbas still maintained his lockdown firmly, and Isabella smiled at it. "Alright, Abbas," said Isabella, trying to start her exciting show. "Do it now" Isabella giggled. "Slowly."

Abbas closed his eyes and brought his head closer to Paul's face, slowly. It was very soothing as Paul's breath roared and tickled his face, Abbas really liked the gentleness. And as Paul's breath rubbed his face, it was very gentle and soothing.

Just a few centimeters away until Paul's lips and Abbas's lips touched, Isabella - who witnessed the incident - unceasingly snapped the camera on her phone, photographing every move Abbas's head makes as he approaches Paul's face. Accompanied by the gleeful snarls of the woman.

Paul's sweat poured out profusely as Abbas's face was already very close to his, this was the most terrifying terror of his life. Indeed, Paul did not expect Abbas to have a very strong muscle, so that he could not be separated from the burly man's ambush. It seemed Paul could do nothing but accept resignedly on what Abbas was going to do to him. Hopefully it will be finished soon. So Paul can go to the sea and wash his mouth clean with salt water.

However, when Abbas's lips were about to kiss Paul's, suddenly someone shouted so loudly that Abbas, Paul, and Isabella turned to the source of the voice.

"STOP THERE!" Look at the figure of a young woman with short orange hair, wide eyelids, flat breasts, slender body, wearing sports clothes that are similar in color to her hair. The woman, pointing fiercely at the three of them, had her index finger extended out as if a sharp sword was ready to slash at anything. "DON'T DO ANY DEPRAVITY HERE! YOU PERVERTED PEOPLE!"

Of course, the presence of the woman had made Isabella, Abbas, and Paul surprised. However, when carefully observed by the woman's appearance, Paul's shock was instantly lost, inducted by an overwhelming sense of pleasure. When Abbas caught his guard, which made his lockdown loosen, Paul immediately took the opportunity to break away.

And finally, Paul managed to escape from the ambush of Abbas' body. Seeing Paul break away, Isabella and Abbas gasped. "I let my guard down" said Abbas flatly.

"It's a shame, huh?" Isabella pursed her lips in disappointment as she saw Paul standing tall freely.

Paul no longer cares about the actions of Abbas and Isabella, now his attention is more focused on the figure of the short orange-haired woman, whose hairstyle is like a man.

"You!" Paul smiled widely, so happy. "Lizzie, right!?"

Lizzie, the orange-haired woman, is shocked when her first name is suddenly discovered by Paul, who is a stranger in front of her.