My Bully’s Love

Chapter 66

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.

Mm, fuck! Okay, I’m too weak! I slowly turn her onto her 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 you, okay.”

She giggles, “Didn’t I agree to you fucking my ass?”

God, I love it when she’s vulgar, it’s 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. I hook her leg over my arm

and slide right in, savoring the feel of her tight walls gripping my cock. Leaning down, I take her mouth in a slow and sensual kiss as my body starts to move the same way.

I 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 the only place that feels right to me. I can stay inside her all day long and not come; that’s what I consider a golden fucking pussy.

I reach over 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 her leg once more with my other arm and then find a nice sensual rhythm, making love to the woman I have been in love with for so long.

Waking up with Ella in my arms again is so comforting. This is my last day here and I don’t want us 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 little while longer, until she begins to wake up and keeps rubbing against the morning wood that I’ve been desperately trying to ignore for the last twenty minutes.

“Mm, what’s this, Sir?” The little she-devil takes hold of my cock and begins to pump it up and down.

“I guess it’s your breakfast now, Precious. I was trying to be good, but since you think you need to be a cock tease, I suggest you get down there and take care of me.”

She goes to get up as she giggles, “Nah, I think I’m good, Sir.”

I 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 of it like a good fucking whore.” I shove her head down until my full length is consumed and then I hold her there, “I just wanted to cuddle with my girlfriend, but instead her whore showed up and ruined that, didn’t she?”

She hums in agreement and her 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

| look back at her, she’s in one of her trances that she goes into when we roleplay, and I have to smirk at her, “You act like a whore, you get treated like a whore, Precious.” I wink at her.

“Is that all I have to do for you to treat me like that, Sir?”

I do a double take at her 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 grabbing her chin, “Do you understand?” She nods, “Good.”

When 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 whore then?” This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

I’m not understanding where this is all coming from, “Ella, why are you so insistent that I treat you that way?”

She shrugs, “I don’t know. I guess it just really turns me on, Sir.”

“Drop the sir, Ella. I’m talking to you as my girlfriend now, not my submissive. I need to know why you want me to treat you

like that?”

She looks down at the bed, “I don’t know why. Like I said, it turns me on.”

“Well, if I always call you that in front of others then they will start thinking that you are.”

“But I am, for you only, though.”

I sigh and sit on the edge of the bed. I pat my lap and help her so she can straddle my legs and face me. Her hair is a total rat’ s nest, true ‘just been fucked’ hair, but I ignore it and push aside a few

strands. I smile softly at her as her blue eyes gaze into mine. She’s fucking perfect, from her beautiful eyes to her petite little nose, and high cheek bones; her flawless skin topping it all off.

“Ella, if it’s humiliation that turns you on, there are lots of other ways that we can do it, without calling you a whore all the time. I know other dominants take pleasure in calling their submissive names all the time, but I don’t. Yes, it’s hot when we are doing a scene and I’m in the middle of fucking you or having you suck me off, but it’s not something I want to call you all the time.”

“I’m sorry, Jace. I don’t know why I like it so much.” She presses her forehead against mine.

Tchuckle, “I think it’s just because you want to be turned on

and being called that does it for you. You love sex, I’ve made a nympho out of my girlfriend.”

She giggles, “Is that a bad thing?”

“Hell no,” I laugh, “only if you want me going around calling you a whore everywhere we go. Unfortunately, most people don’t understand our dynamics and so they will frown upon it or even start thinking that you really are one.”

“So, what do I do then?”

“You,” | bop her in the nose with my finger, “don’t do anything. WE will figure out what will work best for our relationship, okay baby?”

She nods, “Okay, thank you, Jace.”

“For what?”

“For not judging me and my perversions.” Her cheeks flush a pretty pink.

“Oh baby,” I kiss her forehead, “I will never judge you. You are too fucking perfect.”