My Bully’s Love

Chapter 81

Crawling Through Day Two

Waking up and not being in Jace’s arms is one of the hardest parts of this punishment. I can hear him moving around in the kitchen and can smell the coffee brewing. I have work today, but only at the coffee shop, and I don’t need to clock in until noon, so I have the morning off. I need to relieve myself, but I don’t dare call out; I’m sure he will come for me soon.

Thirty minutes pass and Jace still hasn’t come to check on me. I’ ve made noises here and there, loud enough for him to hear, and yet, he still hasn’t come. My bladder is about to burst, and as much as I don’t want to give in and call out, I push my pride aside.

“Sir…” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The movement that I had heard in the other room has stopped and now there is silence, so I try again, “Master Jace, please. I need to use the bathroom.” I can feel the heat of my blush creep into my face as I say the words, but it’s all worth it as hear footsteps come closer.

LIU

The light turns on and I let out a sigh of relief. It isn’t until he comes over and squats down that I see an emotionless face. I could always see the love that Jace has for me in all of his

expressions, but not now. Have I lost that love completely? I watch as he unlocks the cage door and opens it. I crawl out, but when I go to stand up, he places his foot on my back and keeps me on my hands and knees.

“Today, you will crawl. As long as you are in this apartment, you will remain naked, and you will crawl everywhere.” His voice demands obedience, so I don’t even try to argue.

Thang my head in defeat, “Yes, Sir.”

“Go use the bathroom, and then come right back.” Jace orders.

As fast as I can, I crawl over to the bathroom, the cold tile sends shivers through my body. Once I’m at the toilet, I climb up onto the seat and relieve my achingly full bladder. Washing my hands once I’m done, I drop to my hands and knees once more and crawl out to him.

Jace now holds a crop in his hand, which in turn arouses the slut within me. I bite my lip as I stare at the implement, and then up at him. He lifts a brow at me but says nothing as he indicates with his hand that I am to turn and crawl out of the room. Doing as he says, I feel his eyes burning a hole in my backside as I move forward.

I stop when I get to the end of the hall because I’m not sure where he wants me to go. The sting to my pussy from the crop

has me moving towards the living room, but another sting comes to my left cheek, and I turn to the left, towards the kitchen. He’s cropping me like a damn horse instead of using his own words, but I guess this is all part of my punishment as well.

LL

I see his laptop sitting on the island and the pillow that is placed on the floor. He can try and act as unemotional as he wants but it’s the little things that he does, like making sure | have something soft to sit on, that tells me he does still care. Not wanting him to see the small smile that crosses my lips, 1 duck my head and obediently kneel on the pillow.

Jace hands me a hard-boiled egg before going back to whatever he is doing on his computer, but as soon as I finish the egg, he’s handing me a piece of bacon. This goes on until my eggs, bacon, and toast are gone, and then he hands me a cup of coffee. He’s taking care of me, making sure I eat, even though ľ m being punished. The only part that I’m not keen on is the crawling everywhere and having to

ask to use the bathroom each time, which by the way, I have to keep the door open, so don’t try walking around. He is dead serious about me crawling today.

I’m able to shower by myself, but what I want most is for Jace to be in here with me, using his own hands to lather my body up with the bodywash. Even though Jace is here in the apartment with me, I’m feeling really lonely, but I refuse to complain or

safe word. It’s only day two of my punishment, and I do believe that his way of punishing me is really working. I don’t ever want to be treated this way again, and I’m dreading the next three days.

Jace is the one that comes to work with me today, but he doesn’ t come inside. He sits at one of the tables on the little patio out front typing away on his laptop. His eyes rove over the people walking by and the ones that come in and out of the coffee shop. Every chance I get, I bring him either a coffee or a water bottle. I get a thank you but that is it.

“What is up with Jace today?” Becky asks. My co-worker frowns as she looks at my boyfriend through the window, “He’s usually very flirty and he never sits outside.”

| sigh, “We had a bit of an argument, but he is fine. He just needs some space is all, and it’s a beautiful day out.” I smile, hoping she will stop with the questions.

“Oh, I know what will make him smile!” Becky goes to the back and brings out a tray of warm, buttery crescent rolls. Jace loves them from here. I watch as she sets two on a plate and takes the plate out to his table.

I can’t hear what she is saying, but it’s enough for Jace to give her his drop-dead, gorgeous smile that I thought he had only reserved for me. If I didn’t feel like crap before, I definitely do now. I grab a rag and

start cleaning the counter tops while Becky stands outside, talking to my boyfriend. Neither one even bothers to look at me through the window as they continue to carry on their conversation.

L

We begin to get a small afternoon rush just before I’m due to clock out, which I’m happy about. It distracts me from thinking about Jace and Becky, and how Jace was able to be his flirty self with her, but when she turns to come back inside, he finally looks at me, and his smile drops once again. I’m hurting inside, and I hate this feeling. I wonder if this is what Jace intended to happen when he thought up my punishment. He can have a damn gold metal because he wins; he’s proven his point. I messed up big time, but I don’t think it will matter if I’ve learned my lesson already. In his eyes, I still have three more days to think about how naughty I was.

As soon as we get back home, I don’t wait for his command.| strip right here at the front door, fold my clothes and put thein on the table by the door. I lower myself to my knees and proceed to follow him. Since I’m not sure where he wants me, I.

kneel back onto the heels of my feet and wait for his instruction.

Jace disappears into our bedroom and then comes back out wearing just a pair of sweatpants. They are thin enough that| can see the outline of his shaft as he walks. He knows that it drives me crazy when he wears those particular sweats, so now he’s at the part where he’s going to tease me.

LA

He grabs the crop from the kitchen island and points to the pillow on the floor with it. I immediately go to the pillow, only it wasn’t the pillow he was pointing to. He stops me right in front of the spot where he’s going to sit.

“Keep your back straight, Ella. If you drop it down, your pussy is going to get punished.” He slaps the crop hard against my already wet folds.

Hove the sting, but I don’t like the part where it arouses me because I know there will be no release for me. Making sure | tighten my core, my back goes flat across, and next thing! know, Jace is sitting down and using me as a leg rest. I’ve heard of human furniture, but he’s never humiliated me in this way before.

After a while, my hands and knees become tired, never mind my core that remains tight for the time being. Once I let it go, though, a very hard whack to my lower lips with the crop has

me crying out and I straighten once more. Another slap stings my lady bits for no reason, but then Jace keeps the crop there

and begins to rub it through my wetness. I can hear the wetness each time he runs the leather through it, and when I glance up at him, he has his cock out and is stroking himself.