My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

CHAPTER 24: NO GOODBYE

JACE POV

I just about lost control with Ella. I can never do that with her, especially after what happened to her. I’m

glad I was able to come to my senses before it was too late, but I can no longer be around her at the

moment. I need to go back to my training, get it all hammered into my head again, because it’s been too

long. Once I’ve taken the three-week refresher course, then I will allow myself to pursue my girl again,

but not until then.

Thad texted Jude while I waited for Ella to dress. He went ahead and made the arrangement for me to

go stay at the facility for the three weeks, that way I wouldn’t be tempted to go see her. I still go to

school, but then straight back to the dorms they have over there. My parents think I’m house sitting for a

friend who went on vacation, so they don’t flip shit when I don’t come home during the duration of the

refresher course.

I feel bad for how I left things with Ella. I didn’t even acknowledge her when she told me she was sorry.

Instead, I was a dick and took off like a bat out of hell, as though I couldn’t get away from her fast

enough. Even though I still plan on having her submit, because deep down, I know that not only does

she want it, but she needs it, I’m still trying to be a better man for her. I have two years to make up for; I

didn’t realize how hard it would be to stop being the bully and start being the one that she wants.

I’m a week into the course, working with one of the training subs when Jude walks in. He stands back

against the wall and observes as I swing my arm, bringing the flogger down onto the sub’s chest. Her

breasts are small with perky nipples, nothing like Ella’s, whose are big and firm, enough to fit in my hand

perfectly. I can’t wait to flog those beauties.

“Please, Master Jace, harder!” The sub cries out, and I stop all together.

*I decide how hard, not you. Now you’ve earned a punishment for trying to tell your Master what to do.” I

have the sub restrained against the St. Andrews cross, so I grab a set of straps and wrap them around

her thighs. Then I take a wand and attach it to the

to Master Jude for more punishment.” Her eyes go wide, none of the subs want to visit Jude for

punishments, because he is ruthless.

“Yes, Master Jace…”

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I leave her to her punishment as I turn and walk over to where Jude is watching from, “Is there

something you need or are you just wanting to learn pointers?” I joke.

“Gee, I forgot how funny you are Lil D!” I meet his fist bump as he chuckles, “I just wanted to check in

with you on how your mind space is. You seem to be getting better from when you came in here a week

ago.”

“Yeah, well, I think it was just because it had been so long since I actually came to a class, and it was

long before things changed with my situation with Ella, that I was mixing my Dom side with my bully

side,” I glance back at the sub whose biting her lip, trying hard not to come, “I’m feeling much better and

a lot more in the right mind set than when I came in.”

“That’s good to hear. You are a good Dom, and I would hate to see your talent go to waste. You’re lucky

that we like you here, because had we not, the second we found out that you used a fake ID to enroll, we

would have busted your ass big time!” Jude grins now, but he was livid when he found out that I was only

seventeen when I enrolled. They could have gotten their license pulled for having a minor enrolled.

I scratch the back of my head, “Yeah, I’m sorry about that, and you know it, but I’d do it again if I had to. I

needed this, Jude. You and I both know that’s the truth.”

“I know, Lil’ D, and I’m proud of how far you’ve come. Believe in yourself, because the rest of us do.” He

slaps me on the shoulder and then leans in, “How about you go turn that baby up a notch, I’m bored, and

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I love torturing this sub. She’s so much fun and she a squirter!” he wiggles his brows at me.

I shake my head and chuckle, “I’m wanting to turn in early anyway.” I walk over to the poor distraught sub

and turn the wand up two notches, “Does someone want to come?”

“Yes, please, Master Jace!”

“You do not have permission yet,” I grab some lube from the nearby table and lube up a vibrating anal

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long you can hold out. This will teach you not to top from the bottom.” I circle around the wooden

structure and separate her ass cheeks. Everything is slick with the sub’s arousal, and she hasn’t even

come yet. I line the plug up to her asshole, and slowly work it in until it’s firmly in place. Giving her a little

pat on the bottom, I lean in, “There, that should make you feel really good,” she moans dropping her

head to her chest, “Oh, wait a sec! I almost forgot…” I switch it on and then head back over to Jude,

smirking, “Give her a minute and she’s all yours, my friend.” I shut the door behind me and that’s when I

hear the sub cry out with her climax. Yep, we can be real assholes sometimes.

The second week started to drag by, so I decided to learn rope play. I’ve been daydreaming about Ella

hanging from a ceiling with the soft rope wrapped around her delicious body. I wonder what it would be

like to fuck her senseless, to make her come over and over as she hangs there helpless while I play with

every inch of her body. My dick gets hard every time I think about it. One of the instructors here is a

Master in Shibari and has tried getting me to play once he has his sub secured, but I won’t touch any sub

like that for my own pleasure. I only touch when I’m training and only because it’s required, but I never

get off on any of it.

When I walk into Master Riku’s Shibari class on Wednesday morning, he smiles brightly, “Ah, Master

Jace, finally, you come to my class! It took you long enough!” I love his Japanese accent when he talks.

Even though Riku has lived in the states most of his life, he never lost his full accent, but that could be

due to his parents still having a deep accent themselves.

“Hello, Master Riku,” i kick my shoes off and then put my hands together in front of me, and bow, “I am

honored to have you teach me the ropes.” I wink at him, “Pun intended…”

He throws his head back, and laughs, “Come here, Lil’ D!” He gives me a tight bear hug, lifting me off my

feet and then dropping me back down again. Riku is a man in his early thirties but looks like he could be

in his mid-twenties still. His long, black hair is tied up in a man bun, while his sides are shaved. I hear he

is a real ladies’ man, and that’s probably why he doesn’t have a partner of his own yet.

“Just so you know, I’m here to learn how to place a sub within the ropes, not fuck them afterwards,” I

chuckle, “I have my own sub for that part.”

He holds his hands up, “I can respect that, no pressure here!”

“Great, so where do we begin?”

There are only two others in the class, another Dom and a Domme. I’ve only seen two females come

through here, training to be a Domme, so it’s interesting to watch when they train both female and male

subs. I think they are a bit crueler than a Dom, but also more caring, if that makes sense at all. The one

in this class goes by the name Mistress Skye, but she is also a Mommy Domme, meaning that she likes

her submissive to act like a little kid, called a Little. That’s not for me at all. Ella can call me Daddy all she

wants, but I want my sub to act like her real age. To each their own, I guess.

We learn the ten basic must-have knots that Riku teaches all beginners. As the days go on, we learn

how to intertwine the ropes together before moving on to the different bondage positions and rope

placement for those positions. By the end of my last week here I am practicing my rope play skills on a

willing sub. Since I passed at the top of the three-person class, I was given permission to tie the sub up,

but not suspend them yet. I understand the dangers of rope play, or any kind of play if you don’t do it

properly.

I take my position as a Dom seriously and I will not put Ella or any sub that I train in danger because of

my lack of skill or knowledge. I will continue my Shibari classes with Riku after I leave here tomorrow,

because it is a very relaxing feeling, for me anyway. As much as I want to have Ella bound and naked

before me, I will hold off until I am done with my classes.

I thank all the instructors for helping me refresh my skills in the past weeks, but I don’t say goodbye,

because I know I will be back for more. Even Jude and Riku continue their education and refresh their

knowledge every so often. Being a Dom means continuously learning and growing in order for you to be

the best at what you do. You have others that are dependent on you, and who are putting their complete

trust in you, the least you can do is give them everything you’ve got and show them that their trust isn’t

being wasted.

I’m excited as I pull into the driveway at home. All I can think about is showering and then going over to

see Ella. I have to apologize for my behavior the last time we were together, and hope that she forgives

me, because I’d rather not have to start all over from scratch with her. Grabbing my bag from the back

seat, I’m surprised to see my mom home from the store already.

“Hey, mom, missed you!” i lean over the chair she’s sitting in and give her a kiss on the cheek.

“Oh, I do have a son! I was beginning to wonder since I haven’t heard from you in almost two weeks!”

She glares at me, but I see the smile that she’s trying hard to hide.

It still makes me flush with embarrassment, knowing that I ignored my mom all this time just so I could

get better at spanking and

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tying up the girl next door, “Sorry, mom, I’ve been focusing on my schoolwork and filling out college

applications.”

I turn and head toward the stairs, making it only a few steps up before my mom’s words halt my

movement, “Speaking of college, why didn’t you tell me that Ella got into Yale and was leaving? Eliane

just told me a couple of days ago when I asked about Ella, since I haven’t seen her coming or going.”

It feels like my blood just turned to ice as chills wrack my whole body, “What are you saying? Did Ella

already leave?”

“Well, yes. Apparently, she left about a week and a half ago. I guess she wanted to find herself a job and

save up some money before her summer classes started up.” She looks at me with concern, “You mean

to tell me that you didn’t know that she left?”

I close my eyes and bow my head as I shake it, “No, she never told me about college, and she never told

me goodbye.”

“Oh, honey, I’m sorry. That wasn’t very nice of her to leave you behind without telling you anything. Here

I thought you two were getting closer.”

It wasn’t very nice of her, but I guess I kind of deserved it after what happened the last time we were

together. I know she doesn’t owe me an explanation of any sort, at least not until she is fully committed

to me, but as her future Dom, it is my job to show her how she is supposed treat me. Whether she was

upset with me or not, she should have told me her plans. Did she think I would try and stop her from

getting her education? I don’t want a brainless sub as my future wife. Now, Ella is all the way across the

US and there is nothing I can do about it.

“It’s fine, mom, she will be back for breaks, and I’m sure she’s had a lot on her mind lately, so I won’t hold

it against her.” I glance back at the woman who gave me life and raised me, whose eyes are now laced

with concern and sadness for he only son, “I’m going to go shower and maybe try calling her.”

“Okay, baby. I’m so happy that you’re back at home.” She calls out as I take the stairs two at a time.

My eyes sting, but I close my eyes and wait until I’m in control again as I lean against my closed

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bedroom door. Ella left..she left me, and she didn’t even say goodbye. I still would have said goodbye if

our roles were reversed. Then I think back to three weeks ago and I was dropping her off at home after

our fight, I never said goodbye to her before taking off for three weeks. I just expected her to be here

when I returned.

I drop my bag on the floor and slowly walk to my ensuite. Undressing, I step into the shower stall and

turn the water on, letting the burst of cold water shock my system back to where I need it to be. Taking

my time, I wash my body and hair while I think of how to proceed from here. It’s only early February and I

still have over three months before I finish school. Not everybody can graduate early like Ella. No, my girl

is a smart cookie, and she deserves to go to Yale. I’m just upset that she hid it from me and left without

me knowing. I grin at the thought of punishing her the moment I see her. The only problem is, I don’t

exactly know when I will be able to see her again.

Turning off the water, I reach for my towel and dry off. Wrapping it low around my waist, I walk back into

my room and search for my phone. I find it in the inside pocket of my coat and speed dial the only person

that I know who would know what I should do.

“Yo, Lil D, miss me already?” Jude muses as he answers.

“Fuck off,” I laugh, “No, I’m in need of counsel.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize that I was a lawyer now, or am I still a therapist?” He chuckles.

“Shut the fuck up, asshole,” I snicker, “Remember when I made that sub come just so you could punish

her? Is this something that Beth should be hearing about?” I threaten playfully.

“Eh, she will probably be pissed that she wasn’t included, so let’s keep it between us.” He chuckles.

I know Beth wouldn’t be mad, they have a different kind of relationship than what I want with Ella, but

there is no judgement here. If they like getting off watching their partner fuck someone else, then who am

I to say anything. I will never allow anybody to touch Ella intimately, she belongs to me.

I go into everything that I learned from my mom and then ask Jude how I should move forward. He

agrees with me that even though she still should have told me that she was leaving, there was no

obligation there at the time because of the way I had acted. Although, she should have told me of her

plans before we had our little fallen out that night, because most likely, she had already known that she

was leaving to go off to college.

Jude tells me that if it were him, he’d hop on the next plane and punish her ass into submission, but she

isn’t his, and I have to tread lightly due to our past. The only thing that we come up with is for me to call

her and try to get back on her good side, act like a good boyfriend over the phone, only throwing in

dominant phrases every once in a while, just enough to keep her in that headspace of knowing that the

D/s relationship is still on the table for when we are together again.

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I have to try and find a way to keep her hooked, so she doesn’t let some other guy slide into my place

while I’m a five-and-a-half hour plane ride away. I thank my friend for everything that he has done for me,

and all the free counseling sessions that he’s given me over the past few weeks. After I hang up with

him, I scroll through my contacts until I see her name and stand here with my finger hovering over it.

Another idea comes to mind, and instead of simply calling her, I facetime her instead. Only I smirk and

hold the phone at my waist, so when she answers, the first thing she will see is my towel hanging very

low on my hips.

T hit the call button and listen to it ring. At first, I don’t think she’s going to answer, but after the fifth ring, I

see her gorgeous face as she gawks at the phone, not expecting to see what she does. I slowly bring the

camera up and over my abs and chest until only my face with the smile that I only reserve for her is on

the screen.

“Hello, Ella. You have been a very naughty girl!”