My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

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“Let day one begin.” He slides his cock into my mouth gently.

Drool is already pooling in my mouth from the gag that Jace put on me. Soon, it will be running out the sides of my mouth and dripping onto my breasts. He knows I don’t care too much for this gag, but of course, that is the number one reason why he put it on me.

He starts off slow, making me think that he’s going to be nice about it, but all too soon, he starts thrusting harder, shoving himself all the way into my throat and holding himself there just long enough without me passing out. When I close my eyes, he orders me to open them and watch. He isn’t the loving Dom that he’s been all these months. In fact, he sounds just like he used to when he would bully me in high school. Is that a problem for me? Um, not unless I’m not going to be able to get off at all, because the bully side of him is what made me fall for him in the first place.

His emotions are turned off as he fucks my face like I’m a regular whore off the street. Should I act like one? I know he

likes it, and he knows I like being treated like one, so why not? The harder he thrusts, the more I moan. When I try to reach down and play with myself, he takes his cock away and has me kneel before him until my fire dims. The last time I try, he gets the collar that will attach to wrist cuffs, and he restrains me.

By the time I feel him start to swell, my lips and throat are sore from the hard fucking, but I’m excited to get his come. Only, he doesn’t let me swallow it. No, spurts of his cum shoot across my breasts, chin, and stomach area. When I whimper, he just smirks and tucks himself back into his pants.

“Fucking whores don’t deserve my come. I save that for my good girl.” He helps me to stand and then walks me out to the living room. Tossing a pillow on the floor by the couch, he points to it, “Kneel.” It’s all he says, so I obey.

down on the couch right by where I am kneeling. I’m ignored the rest of the morning as he

pats the couch

uncomfortably on my restrained arms. He leaves me briefly, only to come back with some of his Shibari rope. He makes it so my legs are spread wide open and uncomfortable. I’m beginning to see a pattern here. As my first punishment day,

his cock all the way into me slowly at first, since the plug is still inside of my butt. He’s still being considerate even though

me. Being jarred while I’m all bound up is definitely not my cup of tea, and the way he continues to spit on me is telling me that he’s not seeing me as his Precious.

out and comes on my stomach, adding to the already dried cum from this morning, “Don’t fucking move until that dries. I don’t want it all over the place.” Once he’s turned away, I whimper with

and heads to the door without covering me up. Granted, the door is down the hall a bit, but if they really strained their neck, they would see me gagged, bound, and naked on the couch. That

away.” Tossing the box on the table, he starts by taking the gag off me first, and then the rope, and lastly the wrist restraints. “Kneel and eat.” Is all

beginning to hate my punishment. I don’t like that he isn’t talking to me like how we usually talk, and that he won’t call me by my pet name. I

so exhausted from being

and then go to bed, but Jace still isn’t done with me. He orders me to go back to the playroom and bend back over the bed.

doesn’t leave me in the room forever like he did this morning. Instead, he comes in, goes into a drawer, and then comes over to me. Placing a hand on my lower back, he takes hold of the base, “Take a deep breath and then