My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

Just as we are about to leave the apartment to go up to the new one, there is a knock at the door. Even though Jace said that he
wasn’t going to fuck me anymore until we went upstairs, he couldn’t keep to his own words; he took me countless times. We
have spent the morning christening each room in this apartment, so why not go and get a head start on the new one? Well, I’m
assuming that’s what we are going to do when we go up there, after Jace shows me what he had delivered last night. Anyway,
we have just finished getting dressed when the loud knock echoes across the living space.
“I swear, if it’s your friends again, they are not going to like what I have to say to them.” Jace growls.
| cover my mouth with my hand to hide my amusement at his annoyance. Watching him walk to the door with the sexy swagger
that he has going on, makes me want to strip right here and beg him to take me once more. Unfortunately, it’s going to have to
wait just a bit longer, because when Jace opens the door, he’s met with a face full of colorful balloons and a delicious birthday
cake. I had forgotten all about it being delivered for lunch time; I’ve even got a couple gifts for him to open.
“What the fuck?” He chuckles as he takes the bouquet of balloons and sees his name written on the cake, “Did you do this,
Precious?”
Igrin, “I did. I’m not a good baker, and everybody should have cake on their birthday!”
He sets it all down on the kitchen island and pulls me into his arms, “Thank you, baby. I appreciate it, but you didn’t have to do all
this.” He nuzzles my neck and just holds me. When he pulls away, I notice the corner of his eyes are glistening, but he puts his
stern face on, “Shall we take the party upstairs then?”
“Yes, but wait! I need to grab something first.” I run to my bedroom and go into the closet to grab the gift bag that has his name
on it.
“A gift, too? Now you’re just spoiling me, Precious!” Jace grins.
I shrug, “I’m making up for lost time.” I kiss his cheek as I pass him on the way to the door, “Now, grab the cake and let’s go so
you can open you present.”
He raises a brow, “Is that an order, Precious?”
“Sorry, Sir.”
He chuckles, “Boy, you are really going to be hurting once | dole out all of your punishments before I leave to go back home.”

How I can get turned on yet again after having so many orgasms this morning is beyond me, but I just can’t help the fact that
Jace Palmer knows exactly what to say to get my body responding. He slips his forefinger under my chain collar and pulls me
really close, just to stare into my eyes. He doesn’t say anything, but the longer he does it, the more I can feel his dominance over
me, making me want to drop to my knees and wait for his next command.
A whimper slips from my lips, and he knows. I don’t know

how, but I can see his understanding in the green depths, and his lips curl up into a smirk, “I love you, Precious.”
“I love you, Jace.” I respond breathlessly.
“Should we head up?”
“Yes, please...”
His smirk turns into a full-blown knowing smile before turning and grabbing the cake to take with us. As soon as we step into the
hallway, his hand goes to my lower back and doesn’t move until he has to unlock the apartment. Everything looks just as I had
left it, pretty much empty. Both our parents are going to fly over about a week before Jace moves here so they can go furniture
shopping together for us. The other smaller apartments come furnished, but the bigger ones, like this one, doesn’t. That’s okay,
I’m always worried that something will happen to one of the furnishings which payment for it will come out of our deposit, so I’d
much rather us have our own things.
“Would you like to open your gift before we do anything else?” I ask Jace as I hold the bag up in front of me.
He grins and reaches out for it, but feeling a little playful, I pull it back, “May I get a kiss first, Sir?” | say just a tad seductively.
He gives me a shit-eating grin, and then sets the cake down on the countertop. Turning and walking back to me, he cups both
sides of my face and presses his lips to mine. Of course, I open up and allow his tongue to slide inside. The kiss isn’t a
demanding one like I thought, but it’s a lover’s kiss, soft and full of emotion. It actually takes my breath away. It doesn’t matter
what type of kiss I get from this guy; every one of
them causes my toes to curl and a fire to burn deep within.
When he pulls away, I don’t open my eyes right away. I savor the feel and tastes of his lips just a moment longer until I hear him
chuckle. Opening my lids, I see him standing there with a satisfied smirk, knowing what his kisses do to me. He holds his hand
out for the gift bag that is held with a death grip in my hand. Clearing my throat, I hand the bag over to him and hope that he likes
what I got him.

Taking the bag over to the counter, he starts pulling all the tissue paper out. I put everything in layers on which one i wanted him
to pull out first, so when he gets to the first gift, my heart begins to race. He unwraps the box that I put the items in and then
opens it. It takes a few seconds but then his eyes light up and he pulls the two lengths of Shibari rope from the box.
“I wasn’t sure if you had any of your own yet...” I trail off.
He grabs me by the back of my neck and crashes his mouth against mine. It’s not a long one at all, and he’s grinning when he
pulls back, “This is my first set of rope. Thank you, Precious. You’re going to look stunning tied up in this.” He looks the rope over
once more before setting them aside and digging out the next gift.
“This one kind of goes with the last one, but it doesn’t have to.” I inform him.
He pulls the glass sparkling jacks from their box, “Are these seriously glass jacks, ones that I can use with the rope at the
pressure points?”

I nod, “That’s what the lady told me anyway.”
“Damn, babe, I’m going to have to learn how to use these. I’ve only ever seen them used in a video.”
Another check for me in the great gift category, I say to myself. Now, if I can get three out of three then I can call myself the best
girlfriend ever. He pulls out the last box which contains two items, and technically, they are for both him and 1. I’m not so sure
about one of the items, because it’s bigger than I would like, but I’m guessing I had better get used to it.
“Oh baby, I’m going to have a good ole time with these!” His smile is evil and even though normal people would use the items in
a fun way, I know my Dom will find very creative ways to use them on me. “I’m very impressed with the size of this butt plug. Are
you sure you want me to insert this into you, Precious?”
“I always trust in your judgement, Sir. Besides, it’s about the size that is inside me right now.”
“Yeah, but the one you have now doesn’t vibrate like this one.” He grins.
“It may actually feel better for me with the vibration going.” || chuckle.
“I’m loving that both bullet and plug can be operated by either the remote or an app that you can download. Oh Precious, I’m
going to have a lot of fun with these.” He comes over and grabs my chin a bit aggressively and kisses me with the same

aggression, “Damn, I so want to fuck you again, Precious.”
| squeeze my thighs together, because I feel the same way, “What are you waiting for then, Sir. I’m all yours.”
punishment that I know you won’t like very much. I will cane your ass and then put you in punishment panties lined with Vick’s
vapor rub and then have you present your ass to a crowd, while you, yourself hold your very sore cheeks open while I fuck the
shit out of that tight little hole.”
I’m completely drenched and turned on! I want all of that and more. What is wrong with me? If he thought that his threats would
scare me, he’s so wrong. They’ve done the complete opposite. All I want now is for him to take me and use me, to fuck me like a
wild animal because like I said earlier, I am definitely a different breed. The real question is, can Jace really follow through with
his threats? I guess only time, and a very bad girl, will tell.
I grin at the man who loves to master me, “Will you fuck me now, Sir?” My chest heaves up and down heavily.
He notices my heavy breathing, knowing that his hand isn’t tight around my throat. He scrutinizes me and then shoves his hand
between my legs, already aware of what he’s going to find.
“I see my little whore is liking the thought of others watching her be humiliated, aren’t you?”
“I-I don’t know, Sir. The thought turns me on, but I don’t know if I would actually be able to go through with it without using my
safe word.” It’s a half-truth anyway. I would never use my safe word on something as trivial as that, but he doesn’t need to know
that.
“Well, I may have to rethink a few things by the time I move here. I’m thinking it’s time that I take you to a club. I know how much
it will make you wet watching another sub get fucked
right in front of you. It’s time we really get into the game.. what do you say, Precious?”
“If you think it’s what I will like, Sir.”
He scoffs, “You’re turning into a real dirty girl, Precious, but that’s okay, because dirty girls are great fucks.” He pulls his shirt over
his head and opens his jeans, “Bend over the fucking bed and spread those pretty legs nice and wide. I think a little warm up is
in order.”.