Beel Obey Me Novels & Stories

Another test of obedience. Desmond’s voice came through next, quiet, controlled. “Sienna, follow exactly what they ask. No mistakes. We have eyes everywhere.” “I understand,” I whispered. Gabriel’s text followed: Stay sharp. They can’t hurt you if you do exactly as we plan. Step after step, I obeyed. Every movement calculated. Every word controlled. Fear threatened to take over, but love kept me moving. Finally, the last message arrived: Bring yourself alone. They’ll return the children if all instructions are followed perfectly.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

As my nanny,you need to know all this" Angel said,bringing out a long booklet for bethel. She handed it out. Bethel collected it. ”why so many rules?” "She wouldn't be a pain in my ass, she doesn't look like someone with pride” Bethel thought,glancing at the booklet. * You must review my homework every night so as to correct any mistake unnoticed by me. * Do not hit me like an animal * Do not insult me * Do not use my credit cards without my notice. * Always answer every questions I ask you. * Do not kiss me,only my Dad has that right.

My summons, whether by text, call, or direct command, is to be answered immediately, regardless of time or circumstance. Rule 2: Attire. You will not wear underwear in my presence. Your wardrobe will be curated by me. You will wear only what I provide for you. Your body is to be displayed as I see fit. Rule 3: Obedience. You will obey my every command without question or hesitation. Hesitation will be met with punishment. Obedience will be rewarded. Rule 4: Pleasure. You will not touch yourself sexually without my express permission. Your orgasms belong to me. They are a reward to be earned, not a right to be taken.

"No, I'm not. I spent most of my day in this room, so you have to be here to serve me," said James Miller casually. Becky shook her head, "No, I don't want to," she mumbled as if she has the right to decline his order. James Miller shrugged, "I'm afraid you have no choice Ms. Beckett, now why don't you come with me, I'm gonna show you around," he said firmly. Becky stomped her foot in annoyance but she knew she didn't have another choice but to obey his order.

"And that was just once. Imagine thirty or more of those. If you knew you'd be punished like that, would you want to be pleasing to your Master?" "God, yes." "Let's see if you are. I'm going to tie you to the bed." Becky was rubbing her ass, but she reluctantly got on the bed and allowed us to tie her down, face up, spread eagled. There was a little fear in her eyes. Good, there should be. "Now, I'm going to blindfold you," I said. "If you need to, say kumquat and everything will stop. Do you understand?"

I will givе уоu two орtiоnѕ. Yоu саn obey me оr уоu саn disobey me. Onе of these dесiѕiоnѕ will lead уоu tо die in a раinful way. Whiсh dо уоu сhооѕе?" "I'll do whаt уоu ѕау." "I want tо hеаr frоm you that уоu will obey." She fеlt ѕiсk, but they wеrе juѕt wоrdѕ.

“Obey and he will love you.” “Obey or bleed.” “Obey or vanish.” Camela clasped her hands over her ears, trembling. “Stop! I won’t listen!” she yelled. The maid's voice slipped through the chaos, calm and cold. “If you refuse to listen, you will die here. The lesson is obedience. Survival demands it.” Camela's eyes burned with anger as she asked. “Obedience to who? To the masks? To him? To you?” The maid’s whisper sliced through the air like a blade. “Obedience to the truth you fear most,” she replied.

she orders me. “Don't talk to me like I'm your servant.” “I command you as your Luna!” Kael picks the comb up. “Have it and stop being a bitch when you haven't even been announced yet.” I am angry at Kael for picking it up. I look at Madam Clara and she seems a bit apprehensive and it is the same with the other maids. They are all watching her treat me less than a servant and it's almost as if everyone is afraid of her.

But after all she was not a dog who will blindly follow all the demands of his master. "I said say it again!" He ordered her once again making her shut her eyes and not look at his demonic expressions. "I don't want a nurse and let me go home. Pleaseeee" she blabbered, her eyes still close as she found herself getting smaller and smaller under him. "Oh so now you're resisting my orders" he mocked her making her blood boil inside her. "I'll decide what you need and what you don't. And forget about leaving this house, it won't be anytime soon" he crushed her hopes immediately making her feel hollow inside.