Help me to love again (finished)

C45 : « Pete is a whore whose feelings should not be taken into account.»

A week later

Pete

It's Wednesday and things are getting worse and worse for me.

Porsche is tense and threatens to mistreat me every day. Big, Pol, Arm and Ken are poor characters and they keep sticking to us.

It makes things complicated and I can't stand it.

Vegas is trying to do its best to support me.

We haven't slept together for a week and... I miss it.

- PETE! HERE RIGHT AWAY!!

We don't have class this afternoon and Porsche decided that we had to go back. I'm currently doing laundry and I freeze immediately when I hear Porsche yelling at me.

He comes to me at high speed and I say:

- Porsche? What is... what do you have?

Porsche pushes me against the washing machine and screams:

- Why when I call you you don't come?! Huh? Do you want me to hit you?

I shake my head immediately.

- No, Porsche... sorry, I... I'm sorry... I... I was doing the laundry as you requested. Do you want me to do something special for you? Coffee? Tea?

I tremble, Porsche briefs in my hand. He shoots me with his eyes.

- I'm not going to repeat it to myself. You didn't do the housework... you have two minutes to start it otherwise I won't be nice.

- I... can I finish spreading the laundry please? Just... 5 minutes and... I'll do it, please Porsche?

I tremble like a leaf as I lower my head. Porsche gives me a slap and I take without flinching.

- You have a better. Then I'll need you, in bed.

I understand that he will want to fuck me.

I answer immediately so as not to offend him:

- Yes Porsche. Anything you want.

Porsche grabbed me by the neck and said:

- Exactly Pete. As I want.

He starts kissing me and undressing me.

- Porsche... you... aaaanh... you said after...

Porsche is really too impulsive and acts on the blow of its emotions. He sits me on the washing machine and makes me lie down. He unbuttons my pants and almost pulls them off.

- Aaanh... Daddy... Slowly... Slowly....

Porsche undoed his shirt and threw it to the ground. He detaches himself from his pants and grabs me by the hips to bring my asshole closer to his already well straightened dick. He rushes into me at high speed.

- Aaaanh... Daddy... aaaanhwww... gods... daddy...

I undo my shirt so as not to be too hot and I let Porsche collide with me.