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.

turn her onto her back and her eyes light up when she feels the burn to her ass as it rubs

giggles, “Didn’t I agree to

not what I want anymore.” I take my joggers off and crawl between her luscious thighs. I

cock. Leaning down, I take her mouth in a slow and sensual kiss as my

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 the only place that feels right to me. I can stay inside her all day long and not

and break off a 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

to hole up 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

she-devil takes hold of my cock and begins to pump it up and

breakfast now, Precious. I was trying to be good, but since you think you need

goes to get up as she giggles, “Nah, I think

| 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

eyes begin to water. I let her up to take a breath and then start using her mouth. In no time at all, I’m filling her mouth up with my seed and then I shove her away from me like I would a real whore, “Swallow all of it.” I order her and then walk over to pick up my joggers. When

I have to do for you to treat

question, “I will only treat you like one when we are at home, if that’s what you’re asking. I will not let others think that you are an actual whore.” I walk back over to the bed and lean in

I let go, though, she smiles up at me, “If you ever take me to one of those clubs, will you treat me like a

from, “Ella, why are you so insistent that I treat you that way?”

guess it just really turns me on,

Ella. I’m talking to you as my girlfriend now, not

like that?”

bed, “I don’t know why.

if I always call you that in front of others