My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

CHAPTER 5: PUNISHING ELLA

“Go to Mrs. Kemper’s desk and grab the rule that is laying by her computer.” Jace orders me, and as agreed, I obey him. Walking slowly over to her desk, I find the wooden ruler that he was talking about and bring it to him. He shows no emotion as he takes it from me, but he does swing it through the air, and then slapping it down on his palm, “That will work perfectly.” He nods toward the nearby desk, “Pull you pants down and then bend over that desk.”

My eyes go to the desk, and then the ruler in his hand, and lastly, his face. His brow is raised as he waits for me to do as he says. I knew there was a possibility that I would be getting spanked today, but I thought it would be by his hand again. This is so going to hurt. Unbuttoning my jeans, 1 move towards the indicated desk and pull my jeans down, just over my butt. Bending over, I wait for him to begin, and when he doesn’t start right away, I start to freak out a little. I think that’s his plan, though. The longer he makes me wait, the more it affects me my mental state.

I jump a little when he brings his hand to my butt and begins to rub and squeeze it, “My bad, I didn’t instruct you correctly. From now on, when I tell you to pull your pants down, the panties go down too,” he yanks the lace fabric down to where my jeans stop, “If you don’t, I will rip them off, and you won’t like the extra punishment.”

I don’t say anything, because he didn’t form it as a question, but I had the urge to answer him with a ‘yes, sir” for some odd reason. I’m still lost in my thoughts when his hand comes down, producing a sting that both hurt and turned me on. I know he told me not to talk, but he also ordered me to count whenever I got a punishment, and so I do.

“One.”

He grunts his approval and proceeds to spank me with his open palm, and not the ruler. My count starts wavering after twelve whacks, but I manage to make it to twenty, before the spanking stops. I jump once more when he jams a finger within my folds, and chuckles. He doesn’t stop right away, but decides to play with me for a few minutes, and just when I think I’m going to come, he pulls his hand away.

“Bad girls don’t get to come.” He whispers in my ear, and I whimper, “God, you really are a little slut, aren’t you? I can do whatever I want to you, and all you are worried about is coming.”

That’s when I feel it, the burning pain of the ruler coming down across both cheeks. I stand up on my toes, trying to move, but he brings it down again, much harder this time, “Don’t fucking move! You’re going to take your punishment, Ella.” The ruler then comes down consecutively, leaving behind heated welts. I couldn’t even keep up on the count, that’s how fast he brought it down. It isn’t until I hear the wooden stick hit the floor that I know he’s done, but then he steps up so close, that I can feel the abrasiveness of his jeans rub against my welted butt.

“You look so beautiful with a pink ass, Ella.” His hand lightly runs over my heated skin, “God, it makes me so turned on,” He steps back, “Stay right where you are, I’m not quite done.”

I hear a zipper and then some rustling and realize that he just opened his own jeans. I try to turn, but he pushes me down again, grunting. He doesn’t lecture me for moving, but he does step up behind me once more, and that’s when I feel it. A long, hard object, covered in a silky outside. Oh my God, he has his penis out! He isn’t going is he? He can’t… I’m not ready! I start to squirm once more, but then he grabs my hair from the back and yanks my head back.

“Calm the fuck down, Ella, I’m not going to fuck you!” He slides himself in between my thighs as he watches my face, “You like that? Do you like the feel of my cock rubbing against your dripping cunt?” He’s huge, as he thrusts in and out through my wetness, but never enters me. He brings his other hand around and plays with my sensitive nub. I moan and my hips begin to grind back against him, “See, I knew you were nothing but a little slut. You act as though you don’t want me to fuck you, but your body is telling me different.”

My pants become louder the closer I get to climaxing. I can’t believe how much my own body is deceiving me. Maybe Jace is right, maybe I’m nothing more than a little slut who gets off on pain. His thrusts get faster, and he rubs my nub just as fast, building the desire within me until I’m about to explode.

“I’m going to come all over this pussy,” Jace warns just before he tightens his hold on my hair and I feel warm jets of fluid land on my thighs. He grunts and then pulls back a bit and aims his penis towards my opening. He still doesn’t enter, but he covers it with his seed. I’m just about to come when he pulls his hand away, along with his penis, leaving me unfulfilled once again, “You don’t get to come, yet.”

A whimper escapes and my body sags onto the desk. I feel him move away and hear him zip his pants back up. A moment later,

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he is rubbing cream on my behind just like he did last time. He makes it a point to graze my folds as he rubs the cream in, which in turn, also gets on my folds. The coolness of the cream does something to me, and I gasp.

Jace chuckles, “You like that do you? I figured you would.” He slaps my sore butt one last time and then brings my panties and jeans up, “You will not clean yourself until I say you can. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Jace.”

into your

I nod.

on your bed, bare from the waist down, and you better still have my dried semen on you.” He helps me to stand, and then turns me to face him, pushing a stray hair behind my ear. I’m sure I need to redo

girl and are still soiled in my baby batter, then I will let you come.

.

long. I’m willing to do anything in order to have that release. He takes my head

wait to see how bad it gets when I actually

mom’s voice brings me back to the present, “What’s going on with

I should say something, but I signed that stupid NDA, allowing him to do what he wants to me. I

sorry mom. I just have a lot on my mind. Mid terms are coming up and I still have not decided on what college I’m going to attend,”

honey. It isn’t good for you to be so stressed out at your young

mom, I’m an adult.” I roll my

still our baby

dad asks as he comes

more; she’s still so young.” My mother responds as he leans down and kisses her head first and moves over to me, doing the same

mother is right, Ella. Be a teenager for once,” He takes his seat between mom and myself, “Why don’t you go to

was tonight! How does he plan on coming over if he has a house full of people? I bite my lip as I contemplate what his angle is this time, forgetting that my dad

dad raises

parties aren’t my thing. Besides, I’m already stressing about mid terms coming up, I need to study.” I start shoving food into my mouth so I can’t answer any more

hey, it’s your life.”

to be reminded that once again, I’m left out of doing what others are doing because I some how pissed off my best friend two years ago. I’m not going to pretend that I don’t miss my best friend or that I’m not hurt by being the only person not invited to his party, but damn it. I am! I just

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good enough for him to assume ownership,

laughter rings out through the night, making it hard to concentrate on anything. I wasn’t lying when I said I had mid terms coming up,

light and peek out through the curtains. Kaylee is out in Jace yard, already stumbling, as she hangs onto someone’s arm. I watch as she stands on tiptoe and kisses the other person, and my heart begins to race, because the guy she is kissing is Jace. He holds onto her upper arms as their mouths remain infused for another

it on with Kaylee right

reach over and turn the little bedside lamp on so I can see his face. It isn’t a bright light, but it’s enough. The smirk I see on his face tells me that he’s felt traces of his dried seed on the

makes my stomach lurch. I shove his hand away and squeeze my thighs closed, locking him out. He doesn’t say anything, but pinches the inside

“Ouch!”

refuse my touch, Ella, and I

you go and touch Kaylee, you seem to like kissing her!” I scoot my body away from him, “I don’t want you touching me

he’s squeezing my jaw in his hand and his face is only inches from mine, “If I wanted to touch that whore, then I would! It doesn’t matter where my hands

me, Jace!” I grab his wrist but don’t try