Help me to love again (finished)

Chapter 18 : « I am your pet and you are my owner. »

Porsche

Today I still have a sore neck when I wake up this morning. It is 7 o'clock. Pete is already standing. It's very morning right now. I think he's trying to get into the habit of making me breakfast, being a little more helpful so that I don't get angry.

I straighten up carefully and caress my neck. The pain is present but I can stand it. I'm going to see how to carry my court bag today... I hope I don't regret it...

I leave my bed quickly before going to my dressing room and selecting simple and comfortable clothes to wear.

It's winter now, I'm going to put on a t-shirt, a sweatshirt and black pants. I go out of my room to go to the kitchen where Pete is already busy preparing breakfast. We start at 9:30 a.m. today and we are well ahead of us.

- Hello Porsche. Your breakfast is ready. You can sit down and eat it. I'll be there in 5 minutes.

Pete puts my plate on the table already set and gives me a smile. I intercept it by the hips to stick it to me.

- Did you sleep well? Not too tired?

I told him this in anticipation of what will follow after breakfast. We agreed to do at least 3 sex games per day.

- No, I'm in good shape today. I recovered well from... our 15 sex games of yesterday...

I make a wide smile when I see Pete blush.

- But you loved them, didn't you?

- Yes, it... it was very good...

Pete tries to free from my embrace but I prevent him. I plunge my hand into his pants to grab his dick and he moans.

- We're going to put it back later...

Pete nods his head.

- Yes Porsche but first we can have breakfast? I... need energy if you want me to satisfy you.

I start to stimulate him and Pete moans louder and louder.

- Are you going to satisfy me completely?

-Yes Porsche is... what I promised you... mmmmh... Porsche... you... you're going to make me come... I...

I immediately stop his stimulation and remove my hand from his pants. Pete relaxes a little more and turns to me after catching his breath.

- Hum... you... how's your neck today? Do you want another massage?

- No, it's good. I'll do with it... if I'm not doing well I'll go home...

- I thought the same thing but if you want to come I advise you to come with your light bag. Don't take your computer, it will be heavy for your back and neck muscles. I will take all the classes in note and give them to you.

I grab Pete by the neck to attract him to me.

- Very helpful my little Pete...

I lick his cheek and hear him moan.

- Beurk Porsche... don't do that it's not hygienic!

Pete detaches himself from me and goes back to the kitchen to get his plate. I sit down while he goes to the table.

- What are you telling me here? Are you kidding me or not?! When we kiss, don't you think we share our microbes?

Pete turns red and remains silent. He sits at the table and starts eating his rice and omelette.

I do the same with my chocolate pancakes.

Breakfast is served in a quiet area. Pete remains silent as long as necessary and when I ask him a question.

- For writing your file with Vegas, I want you to do it when I'm here. I don't want you to stay alone with him.

Pete widens his eyes.

- Why?

I raise my eyebrows.

- You ask me why? Well, it's obvious, isn't it? Do you think I'm going to give him an opportunity to flirt with you while you're mine?

I shoot Pete with my eyes and he lowers his eyes.

- That's not why he's a boy that he's necessarily going to flirt with me with Porsche. I don't interest everyone... and...

I let my dominant temperament regain the upper hand. I grab Pete by the arm so that he doesn't eat and that he has all his attention on me. He stares at me with terror but makes no movement.

- Didn't you see him devour you with his eyes yesterday? How does he look at you at each of your movements?

Pete almost freezes with fear and shock.

- What...? But what do you say? Vegas?

He lowers his eyes on his plate and eats as if it is totally indifferent to him.

- I... I don't know what to tell you, Porsche... I saw Vegas looking at me but not like someone who wanted to... do something special to me...

Pete raises his head to see the head I'm doing. I'm not happy at all.

- Porsche... I... I will never let  Vegas...

- I hope so. It would be a shame to sink into the relationship we had again, wouldn't it?

Pete squeezes his jaw and brutally pauses his fork on the table.

- Are you threatening me... again?! Aren't you tired of it? You know very well that I will never do anything against your will, as we agreed!! I am with you. I am your pet and you are my owner. I can't, I don't have the right to go elsewhere so I won't do it. Do I have to tell you every second so that you are happy and detach yourself from your paranoia?

Pete takes his fork and starts eating again. I stare at him, disbelieving to see him upset.

- I don't stop bending my back for you Porsche so you could let me do a little, right? I have no interest in going to Vegas and flirting with him. All I'll gain is that you broadcast my photos and videos of me naked on the Internet and I don't want it... I understood that you weren't going to leave me alone until you decide to live together in this relationship. I'll let you do what you want from me if you don't exceed my limits... that's enough, isn't it? You want more...

I raise my hand to give him the opportunity to be silent and that I don't get angry. He immediately silent so as not to push my anger further.

- I understood it's good. No need to go any further. Keep eating.

Pete gives me a black and obedient look. I sigh to say.

- I'm sorry, okay?

Pete says:

-It's no use saying that you're sorry if you don't change anything. Now I'm not hungry anymore. I'm waiting for you in the room for you to fuck me.

Pete gets up from his chair and is already starting to take off his school uniform. He gets naked in front of me and gives me a black look before rolling his ass to the room.

How can I say that I'm not going to sit for very long...?