Chapter 63
My Bully’s Love
The smell of food wakes me up and I hear the mattress dip above my head. I yawn and stretch my
body out, making the bed move once again as Jace climbs off, âAre you awake, Precious?â
âYes, Sir.â
âJust in time. I just brought in supper, but you need your appetizer first.â He kneels in front of the cage
and pulls his jeans down until his already hard cock springs forward, âYour master has a treat for you,
Precious.â He slides his shaft through the bars, and I lick my lips. I crawl over to where heâs at and start
licking him, almost like a dog, âSuch a good girl. You like your treat, donât you?â
âMm, yes Sirâ¦â I say just before I open wide and let him use my mouth. I donât need to do anything as I
stay on all fours inside the cage as Jace grabs hold of my head on both sides and fucks my mouth
through the bars.
âDamn, baby, this is so hot! Iâm going to come, make sure to swallow it all.â He thrusts faster and
harder, and soon, the all too familiar feeling of hot seed shoots into my mouth. I swallow continuously
until he is done. He looks down at me through the bars and caresses my face while his cock is still in
my mouth, âYou can never leave me, baby. Do you hear me?
You are mine, forever.â
I can see the possessiveness in his eyes and even though it
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should scare me, it doesnât. All it does is feed the desire that is already building after him using me for
his own pleasure. I canât say anything while heâs still in my mouth, but I donât think he expects me too.
He pumps himself a few more times before pulling out and tucking himself away.
âAre you ready to come out and eat with me?â Jace grins.
I smile back through the bars and nod, âYes, Sir.â
After deciding to stay in the new room tonight, Jace goes down to grab a few items from my apartment,
including my phone and charger. When he comes back, heâs got a look of concern on his face as he
hands me my phone.
âYou have quite a few missed calls from your dad. You had better call him back right away.â He says.
I take it and look down at my call log. Heâs right, I have eight missed calls from him, so I press the
speed dial number for him. He answers on the second ring, âItâs about time,â are the first words out of
my fatherâs mouth when he answers.
âIâm sorry Dad, but I havenât been by my phone all day; itâs Jaceâs birthday, remember?â
He sighs, âYeah, Iâm sorry, I forgot. Still, you should always have your phone close to you at all times.â
âIâm sorry, Daddy. Whatâs so urgent?â
âWell, after rescheduling so many times, they finally had the
sentencing hearing for the four assholes.â
| suck in my breath and then decide to put the speakerphone on so Jace can hear too, âWhy do I have
a feeling that you arenât happy about the outcome?â
âWell, baby girl, thatâs because Iâm not.â He sighs again, âThey each got five years of probation and five
hundred hours of community services, along with fines. That Kaylee girl did get a year in a treatment
facility but that was because her parents asked the judge for that sentence.â
I would have dropped my phone had Jace not been there to catch it. I sit down on the bed in total
disbelief over what they got. This punishment isnât anything. It sure isnât going to stop them from doing
it again, thatâs for sure! I had a feeling that they wouldnât get a whole lot of time, but to not get anything
at all?
âHoney, are you there?â My dad calls out.
âGive her a minute, Ethan, sheâs in a bit of shock right now.â
Jace says softly into the phone. He sits beside me and draws me into his arms to hold me, âIâm so
sorry, Ella.â He says against my ear.
I get a hold of myself and take my phone back, âThanks for letting me know, Dad. Can I call you back in
a day or so?â
âSure, sweetie, but donât hesitate to call beforehand if you need anything.â He says.
âI wonât, Daddy. I love you.â
âI love you too, baby.â
I hang up with him and lay my phone on the nightstand before walking into the bathroom and closing
the door. I need a minute to myself. I stand in front of the mirror and just stare at myself. I want to see
what others see when they look at me, but I donât know what they are seeing, because I feel as though
there are many sides to Ella Baxter. My question is, which side is it that those four saw that made them
think it was okay to do what they did to me? I begin to tremble as | lean against the vanity, unaware of
the noise beginning deep inside my throat. Soon enough, Iâm beginning to scream and Jace is rushing
through the door to get to me. I donât stop screaming, though, and he has to cover my mouth with his
hand as he slides to the floor with me in his arms.
âShh, baby. Itâs going to be okay, Iâm right here. I wonât let anything happen to you.â Jace coos in my
ear but his words do nothing.
Normally, his words would be soothing, but right now, I feel as if nothing is going to make this right. I
thrash in his arms, trying to break free, but Jace wonât let me go, and itâs beginning to piss me off. I
growl and glare at him, but it isnât until I bite his hand that he gets really pissed at me. Good, because
Iâm pissed at him right now!
âYou donâ get to act like a little brat with me, not when Iâm trying to comfort you, Ella!â Itâs his Dom voice
that lectures me, which actually helps to calm my nerves a little bit, âYou biting my hand was out of line!
I understand the situation and what you must be feeling, but you donât act out towards the people you
love or who love you! Do you understand?â
Inod my head slowly as tears begin to stream down my face, âI understand, Sir. Iâm sorry.â
He kisses my forehead, âYouâre forgiven this time, but donât ever Mike Tyson me and bite me again!â
He chuckles which in turn, makes me giggle a little, âNow, tell me what I can do to help you through
this, Precious.â
I study his green orbs and the worry that is laced within them. I donât know how we got to where we are
after everything that has happened, but I thank God every day for placing Jace in my life. Even if I had
to go through two years of hell; it was all worth it. I donât really know what it is that I need right now.
âI have the urge to hit something, Sir. I want to just pound my fists into something over and over again,
but then I want you to hurt me. I want to feel pain. Can you do that for me, Sir?â
He stares at me with a knowing look, âYeah, baby, I can do that for you.â He pulls me up from the bed,
âletâs go get dressed.â
Thope you all enjoyed another round of Ella and Jace.