My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

I’ve just stepped out of the hot shower after a long day at work. I wasn’t supposed to start back until tomorrow but apparently, the flu is going around and one person from the bakery called in sick and two from the coffee shop, so I work a full double shift today and all I want to do now is crawl into bed after having a nice hot shower, but my phone starts to ring. When I see that it’s Jace video calling, my smile spreads across my face and I answer it.

“Hey, handsome. I wasn’t expecting you to call.”

“Hello beautiful,” Jace smiles back, but it’s not his usual smile and I can tell right away that something is wrong, “We need to talk.”

“What’s going on? Why do you seem upset?” I sit down on the edge of the bed.

Instead of answering my questions, he tries peeking at me, trying to see more of me, “What are you wearing, Precious? Is that just a towel?” He bites his lower lip. “You just showered, didn’t you?”

The way he looks at me with his Dom face on, his voice low but commanding and laced with lust, all I can do is nod. My heart rate picks up and my core begins to throb. I notice that he’s at some sort of Gym, but I don’ think anything of it as he continues to give me that I want to fuck you’ look.

“Did you play with yourself?”

“No Jace, I know that isn’t allowed.”

ask you, Precious, and I want you

1. me. I don’t want you thinking that I’m going to be upset with you at all, okay?” I see concern in his eyes.

Jace. What’s

that you will answer

always truthful

face with his hands, “You know ! fucking love you,

course, I do, and

you submit to me? Do you feel like you have to be my submissive and tell me you love me because you

it was Jace that was there to help me and show me how to enjoy everything. Jace has been the one that has been there for me, even after all those times I tried pushing him away. He knows what I need, and he gives it to me, loving me along the way. So, no, I don’t love him because he is bullying me, but

it, but I’m on board in this relationship one hundred percent. I love you, not because I think you’re bullying me now, but because you bullied me. How do I know if my feelings would have changed for you had you not bullied me? I don’t think I would have known my true self had you not

at me through the screen. His

back. Something passes between us during this time and I’m not quite sure what it is, but I’ m now craving his arms around

to figure your