Help me to love again (finished)

Chapter 1 « welcome to my hell » +18

Pete

Hello. I am Pete.
I am 21 years old.
My life is an indescribable piece of shit.
I can't stand anything anymore.

But I can't end my days. Grandmother needs me. I am the only family she has left as she is the only family I have left.

My life has never been easy since I was 5 years old. My parents died in a car accident and Grandmother raised me. I went to school and I was a very good student. I loved learning but I hated being harassed.

I have never had any friends and this tradition continues even until University. I am in my third year of law at the Bangkok University of Law. You could say it's great but no... Because I have all my harassers in my class.

Porsche is my ex. We were best friends before he declared his love to me. We had a long relationship of a year before he told me that everything was the result of a joke, that he never loved me and that it was more of a bet than anything else.

I let you imagine the feeling of humiliation and disgust I felt when I learned all this but... it was just the beginning of hell.

Porsche is a handsome boy who has everything to please. All boys and girls want him but he wants nobody. Since almost the moment he  broke up with me, do you think he was going to leave me alone? Well, no...

During the year of relationship we had, I had sent him lots of photos of me naked or videos of me in daring positions. You can be shocked but I don't care. I loved doing that at the time. I had no complex with sex or naked photos.

Now everything has changed since the end of the first year of University. When Porsche told me that everything was just a joke between him and me, he told me that he wanted me to become his whore and that if I refused he would publish the photos and videos of me on the Internet. Of course, I let you guess the sudden choice I made...

I am currently in the University's toilet, with four feet getting fucked by Porsche . At university, the toilets are soundproofed. No one can hear me scream like crazy when Porsche beats my ass.

- Aaaah... Porsche... slowly...

I'm spanked. I take it without flinching.

- Shut up, bitch and take.

- Aaaah... aaaah... aaaah...

It's been a year and a half since I spent part of my lunch spreading my legs. This is the deal to ensure the safety of my dignity and the reputation of my family.I'm afraid of Porsche even if he  planned to keep me that for them, I can't imagine what would happen if the whole University knew about my physical and sexual activities.

Porsche caresses my hips by spraying my ass.

- Aaaaah... aaaaah... aaaaahwwwwwwwnnnnn....

I can't suppress my moaning and scream with relief when I feel Porsche ejaculate in my ass.

It's over... finally in part...I squeak when I feel Porsche withdrawing from me.

- Open your mouth and clean me.

I moan obediently.Porsche grabs me by the hair and gives me his dick as a gift. I suck her mechanically so that he doesn't get angry.

- Glup... aaaaah....aaahh... mmmmllhnnnnnh.....

Porsche treats me like his toy. He has no mercy on me. He has already fought me, not seriously so that no one suspects the abuse I suffer.No one at the university knows that I am being harassed, fucked and abused. Anyway, if I open my mouth to talk, no one will believe me because Porsche is  the most popular guys in the faculty.

It is the law of the strongest who always prevails. In front of him I'm worth nothing so submission is the only thing I have left. Anyway, I can't afford to have more shit in life than I have now.

My grandmother is in the hospital because of heart cancer. The treatment is expensive and I accumulate five jobs to pay this, the rent of the apartment and the credits I have to pay. If I can prevent my life from being totally ruined because of compromising photos and videos of me, then I do it. It's like that. In life, sometimes, we have no choice.

The fact that I was in my thoughts for the next two minutes allowed me not to see time go by. Porsche withdrew from my mouth to let me breathe a little.

- Come on, bitch... now we're getting dressed and we're going to eat something more... consistent...

Porsche grabs me by the hair and I moaned in fear. He attracts my face close to his and says to me with a disdainful air:

- You were pretty good today... I'm going to offer you the meal to reward you... good boy that you are...

He grabs me by the dick to caress it a little before to kiss me with energy while stimulating me. I answer his kiss so that he doesn't frustrate me. I moan with pleasure and impatience at the idea of getting dressed and going to eat normal food.

I'm not going to hide from you that student life here is expensive and that I'm not going to refuse to be offered the meal, even if Porsche is the initiator.

All the coins I can save are coins that I can use for my grandmother's treatment.

-Aaaaah... I... I'm coming...

I groan with pain when I feel Porsche bite my lower lip, to the point that it begins to bleed.

- Mmmmmh... Po... Porsche please... stop... you're hurting me...

Porsche detaches himself from me and slaps me. At the same time he makes me ejaculate. I moan with both pleasure and pain. Porsche shakes me by the neck.

- I forbid you to tell me stop. You know that I have all the powers over you and that if you don't satisfy me I will reduce your life to porridge.

I immediately lower my eyes, trembling.

- So...sorry... I'm sorry Porsche... sorry...

Porsche shoots me with his eyes. I look down but he
forces me to look at him. I let myself go so I don't get hit a second time. My lip begins to swell a little while he passes his fingers over it.

- You're bleeding a little but it doesn't matter. It will heal very quickly. Now  let's get dressed. We still have an hour to eat. Pete... if you don't want me to break your mouth, you better be wise.

- Yes Porsche, anything you want.

I look at him fearfully before dressing in my turn. He seems happy to hear my sentence since he makes a radiant smile. I sigh discreetly so as not to awaken his anger again.

I wish you, dear readers, a welcome to my hell.