Straight back to Trish

You finish washing your hands, pull yourself back together, and head out of the bathroom determined to catch the bus home. You know there's nowhere else to go and maybe, just maybe, Trish will have changed her mind. When you step out Henry asks if you're alright. Fighting the urge to break down into tears once again you mumble something positive before dashing for the entrance. A brisk walk takes you to the bus stop, where you manage to catch the next ride back to campus. Good thing too, it's getting dark and a storm is gathering. In your condition and in these clothes you certainly don't want to get rained on.

The first few drops are starting to fall when you reach the front doors to the campus residence. You thank whoever decided on a nice big awning over the door as you hear the heavy splats of cold, fat raindrops beating on the canvas. You get inside, climb the stairs and start knocking on the door. You knock and knock until finally the door flies open. Trish is standing there, looking tired, her eyes red with tears and her jaw still clenched in anger. Before she can say anything you dive for her legs and start begging. "Please, please, please, please, please..." you whimper.

It's not the world's greatest speech, but it gets you through the door. When you try to kiss her Trish turns away. She tells you to sleep on the couch and to keep quiet. Tired as you are you meekly do just that.

In the middle of the night you're shaken awake. Trish is standing over you. She gets you to sit up and then tells you "Take care of this" as she smacks her dick against your face.

You're half asleep and stunned, but you grab her cock on reflex and stuff it into your mouth. Trish grins - you can just see that in the dim light - and waits for you to coat her cock with a thick layer of spit. Then she grabs your hair and pulls you onto her shaft, **** you on it. You gurgle and thrash a little, but Trish keeps her shaft buried in your throat for a few long seconds before pulling back. As soon as you get a fresh breath she pushes it back inside and begins to fuck your throat. After letting you breathe a few more times she just cums straight down your gullet with no warning at all.

"You stay here... you expect more of that" she says in a commanding voice, standing over you as you gasp and cough.

Morning comes, and with it comes another rude awakening. Trish grabs your head and once again forces her shaft between your teeth. As you **** down her cock she says "Maybe, if you're really good, I'll let you use some of your other holes. But -ugh- for now your lying mouth is mine. You understand?"

All you can do is moan and lick at her thrusting shaft.

"Good, that's good. Use that whore tongue. From now on you do everything I say, you cheating slut!"

You start to whimper, but Trish just tightens her grip on your hair and pushes as deep as she can inside your mouth, her cock scraping the mucus off the back of your throat. After she cums Trish pulls out and tells you "Today you're going back to school. You tell the principal you're pregnant - no, wait," an evil smile crosses her face, "you tell her and all your friends you're pregnant."

"But, but..."

"You come home afterward and you clean everything in here like a good little housewife. Understand? If you don't then pack your shit and go."