My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

Chapter 52

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I’ve just stepped out of the hot shower after a long day at work. I wasn’t supposed to start back until tomorrow but apparently, the
flu is going around and one person from the bakery called in sick and two from the coffee shop, so I work a full double shift today
and all I want to do now is crawl into bed after having a nice hot shower, but my phone starts to ring. When I see that it’s Jace
video calling, my smile spreads across my face and I answer it.
“Hey, handsome. I wasn’t expecting you to call.”
“Hello beautiful,” Jace smiles back, but it’s not his usual smile and I can tell right away that something is wrong, “We need to
talk.”
“What’s going on? Why do you seem upset?” I sit down on the edge of the bed.
Instead of answering my questions, he tries peeking at me, trying to see more of me, “What are you wearing, Precious? Is that
just a towel?” He bites his lower lip. “You just showered, didn’t you?”
The way he looks at me with his Dom face on, his voice low but commanding and laced with lust, all I can do is nod. My heart
rate picks up and my core begins to throb. I notice that he’s at some sort of Gym, but I don’ think anything of it as he continues to
give me that I want to fuck you’ look.
“Did you play with yourself?”

“No Jace, I know that isn’t allowed.”
“Good girl,” he hesitates briefly, “I’ve got something to ask you, Precious, and I want you to be one hundred percent honest with
1. me. I don’t want you thinking that I’m going to be upset with you at all, okay?” I see concern in his eyes.
“You‘re scaring me, Jace. What’s going on?” I ask shakily.
“Just promise that you will answer honestly.”
“I promise! I’m always truthful with you.”
“Okay, thank you,” he scrubs his face with his hands, “You know ! fucking love you, right?’
“Of course, I do, and I love you, Jace...”.

“Do you really love me, Ella, or is it because I made you submit to me? Do you feel like you have to be my submissive and tell
me you love me because you think I’m still bullying you?”
He’s scared about something; I can see it all over his face. I don’t understand why he’s doubting what I do and say. Maybe in the
beginning I felt as though he was bullying me into submitting, and actually, he was. Once I embraced the darkness and my
needs, though, it was Jace that was there to help me and show me how to enjoy everything. Jace has been the one that has
been there for me, even after all those times I tried pushing him away. He knows what I need, and he gives it to me, loving me
along the way. So, no, I don’t love him because he is bullying me, but I did fall in love with him because he had bullied me.
“No, Jace. Maybe in the beginning you were bullying me into it, but I’m on board in this relationship one hundred percent. I love

you, not because I think you’re bullying me now, but because you bullied me. How do I know if my feelings would have changed
for you had you not bullied me? I don’t think I would have known my true self had you not become my bully.”
Jace is quiet as he gazes at me through the screen. His green
eyes sparkle with emotion as I gaze back. Something passes between us during this time and I’m not quite sure what it is, but I’
m now craving his arms around me from behind, one hand on my throat while the other does delicious things down below.
“Thank you, Precious. I really needed to hear that. I was prepared to let you go and give you time to figure your feelings out.” He
tilts his head and studies me, “Are you sure you don’t need to take that time to be sure?”
“Jace, if you break up with me right now, I think I may die. I need you, Sir, and I do love you. I don’t need time to figure it out. Allt
need is you.”
“Fuck, baby. I’m sorry, but I had to be sure.”
“What brought all this on?”
“Well, I went to see this Dominant who happens to also be a Sadist who has a sub that is a true Masochist. I wanted to learn
more about how to handle your urges better. I don’t want to deny you of what you want and need, but I’m not sure just how much
to give. Anyway, we got to talking about the why’s and how’s, and well it was brought up that your bullying may have been the
cause for your Masochism.”
“So, you’re blaming yourself?” | ask.

He nods.
“I don’t care what the cause is, Jace. I love what we have and wouldn’t trade it for anything. I love when you master me, when
you master my body,” My voice dips really low, “I wish you were here now, because I want to feel your hands on me, and not in
just a touchy-feely kind of way.” I smile seductively at him.
“Damn, you’re making this really hard for me, Precious.”

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