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.”

Remember how I used to climb into your room when I was younger?”

I nod.

want you to leave your window open. I will be paying you a little visit at ten o’clock. I want to make sure that you obey me. When I come through that window, I want you laying 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 my ponytail, but that’s the last of my concerns

are still soiled in my baby batter, then I

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at my reaction. I am totally excited; I’ve been craving a release for far too long. I’m willing to do anything in order to have that release. He

that you are very beautiful when your makeup is all smudged and running down your face,” he leans in closer and lowers his voice, “I can’t wait to see how bad

hear me?” my mom’s voice brings me back to the present, “What’s going on

crap. I’m trying so hard to act normal, but day by day, it’s getting harder, especially since Jace has taken his bullying up a notch. What he did to me this afternoon wasn’t right, and I should say something, but I signed that stupid NDA, allowing him to do what he wants to me. I just never thought that he would take it this far. I thought he hated me. How can someone who hates someone else get themselves off the way he did? Not only was it wrong, but it totally turned me on, and

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,”

break every once in a while, honey. It isn’t good for you to

eighteen, mom, I’m an adult.” I

are still our baby girl, and we don’t like seeing you like

he comes walking into the kitchen after just

needs to take on the world, stressing herself out. I told her she need to relax a little more; she’s still so young.” My mother responds as he leans down and kisses her head first and moves

He takes his seat between mom and myself, “Why

full of people? I bite my lip as I contemplate what his angle is this

My dad raises his

I’m already stressing about mid terms coming up, I need

to hurt, but hey, it’s your life.”

party, and as much as I want to help her, I don’t want 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 want to take a nice long bath and go to bed,

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guess I’m good enough for him to

is already raging. Music and 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, and that’s exactly what I’m trying to do, study. My thoughts keep wandering to my sister, though, hoping Jace sticks to our agreement. I texted Elise about fifteen minutes ago, but have

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 minute or so. Moving away from the window, I feel the sting in my eyes. How can he be

answered back that she was fine just a little while ago, so I’m going to try and get some sleep. I highly doubt Jace will be coming over; he’s probably getting it on with Kaylee right now. I don’t leave my window.open, but I do leave it

bare from the waist down, and now his hands are feeling me up. I 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

then touching me, makes my stomach lurch. I shove his

“Ouch!”

Ella, and

I scoot my body away from him, “I don’t want you touching me

it, 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

Jace!” I grab