My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

JACE POV

She’s beautiful when she hits subspace, and I can’t help but be ecstatic that I’m the one that gets her there, that I’m the only one she trusts to get her there. When I checked on her a little while ago, I knew it wouldn’t be much longer. I turned the wand up another notch and resumed with her caning. She begged and pleaded for me to use the whip, but I just can’t bring myself to use that just yet, so instead, I gave her more of the cane to appease us both, and she entered her beloved subspace.

The welts on her ass are perfection as I apply the salve to each individual one. She never gave me attitude after I told her that I would not be fucking her like I wanted to, I had never planned on it. This was about her and what she needed after the news she received from her father. If I could do more, I would. She deserves justice for what those fuckers did to her. One thing is for sure, once I’m all moved in, I’m going to make it my mission to prove to her that she does matter. I can’t imagine what she’s feeling after hearing how lenient the judge was.

“Mm, that feels so good, Sir.”

Her voice brings me back to attention and I smile down as ! watch my own hands massage her soft, welted skin, “Does it

now?” | slide my hands to where my thumbs just barely brush against her folds, and she starts squirming around.

“Please fuck me, Sir.”

I chuckle, “No, baby. I want you to relax and enjoy the blissful feeling while you can.”

“Hm, why are you so good to me, Sir?”

Am I? I feel as though I still have a lot of making up to do after everything I’ve put her through, “Because I love you, Ella.” My voice cracks at the end, but I don’t hide it. She’s too far gone to notice it any way.

“I love you too, Jace.”

I can never get tired of hearing those words coming out of her mouth. I never thought I would hear them before a few months ago. Working my hands up once again, I begin to massage her back as well. I never realized how relaxing massaging your girlfriend can be. The little noises that slip from her lips, the way her body twitches when I hit the perfect spot.

back and her eyes light up when she feels the burn to her ass as it rubs against the bed, “I lied, baby. I need to be inside of you, but I only want to make love to

“Didn’t I agree

sexy as fuck! “Yes, you did, but that’s not what I want anymore.” I take my joggers off and crawl between her luscious thighs.

take her mouth in a slow and sensual kiss as my body starts to move the

don’t want to be in her just to get my rocks off. No, I want to be inside Ella because it’s where I belong and it’s

piece of the chocolate bar that I brought for her to eat. Sliding it back and forth across her lips, she finally opens and lets me slip it into her mouth. She moans, and I grin. Taking her lips again, I can taste the sweetness on them, making me want more of her. My hips begin to thrust slowly, pulling out, and then slowly pushing back inside of her. With one elbow holding me up, I lift her leg once more with my other arm and then find a nice sensual rhythm, making love to the woman

in the apartment. As much as I would love to make love to her all day long, I want to get out and see the town with my favorite girl on my arm. I end up snuggling into her a bit more for a little

of my cock

good, but since you think you need to be

she

grab her hair and pull her back to me, “Oh, you think so?” | shove her down until my hard cock hits her across the face, “You want to fucking tease it, now you‘re going to suck it! Open that fucking mouth.” Lust shines bright in her eyes as she obeys me and opens wide, “Yeah, that’s right…you’re going to take all

it.” I order her and then walk

to do for

asking. I will not let others think that you are an actual whore.” I walk back over to the bed and lean

she smiles up at me, “If you ever take me to

“Ella, why are you

I guess it just really turns me

I’m talking to you as my girlfriend now, not my submissive. I need to know why you want me to

like that?”

bed, “I don’t know why. Like I said, it turns

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