Beel Obey Me Novels & Stories

The braid here is obedience and Olive was trained to obey until her bones squeaked. “She told you your hands belong to her,” I say, and Olive’s mouth goes hard. Good. “You tell it otherwise.” Olive looks down at the bell like she’s telling a man to leave her house. “You don’t own me,” she says, clear. She snips the tertiary clean and the bell falls into her palm like a broken promise. She drops it into vinegar without ceremony and it hisses but she doesn’t flinch. “Goddess,” Becky breathes, soft. “That one’s going in my archive.”

“I wanted to see if you meant it.” Her face paled, but she cleared her throat. “Y-you proved your point, now cut me loose.” She drew herself up straight and offered me a brave smile, though I could see fear radiating off her in waves. I wanted to grab her and hold her and never let her go, but she had to understand that this wasn’t some weak-ass game she was playing at home with friends on F******k. This was real life, and real life always had consequences. “Afraid I’m not going to be able to do that.” I cleared my throat. “Not without some rules and your promise to obey them.”

She called insultingly and I felt the beast in me rising to her words. “I will not only try something, I will make sure I teach you some obedience tonight Becca. An obedient lesson with my hard pulsing rod fully imbedded in you, rocking your world from what you know it to be.” I promised softly and I could feel her shock as she went weakly limb in my arms.

Audrey spoke before I could. He ignored her and turned to face me. "This is your punishment Bianca. Come here like the disgusting pet you are and obey your Master." He ordered and smirked at me. As annoying as that sounded, I didn't have any choice. I had to obey him. I had to obey my Master.

Aunt Marie says, and Lucifer nods before throwing his arm around her. "Test it out," Kohn says, moving past yet another awkward moment. I nod and glance at Garrett. He reads my mind quickly and kicks off from the wall. Beerus stands to attention in my mind, and the door to my new power bursts wide open. My Alpha aura floods the relatively large space, and the expressions on my families' faces instantly change to shock. Beerus- merge with me. My wolf pushes forward, and our eyes begin to glow. "Do you, Garret Jenkins, pledge yourself to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I say as Beerus feeds me the words.

I had always been obedient. Whatever people told me to do, I did without question. When my wealthy biological parents finally brought me home, my adopted sister leaned close and whispered arrogantly, "I'm the one and only Saunders daughter. If you know what's good for you, leave on your own!" I obediently nodded. Then I turned around and ran straight into the traffic on the highway. My parents nearly lost their minds. They scrambled out of the car and dragged me back, their faces already pale with terror. My brother glared at me and warned in a low voice, "If you keep acting like this, I'll send you back to that hellhole." That night, I obediently locked myself inside a dog crate. When he fo

"That's a dangerous word to use with a man like me. Get on your knees. Right here. On the floor." I didn't hesitate. The power dynamic on the team was absolute, and Beckett was the law. I dropped to the cold, damp concrete, my knees stinging. Beckett unzipped his shorts, and his cock sprang free-a thick, heavy pillar of muscle that looked intimidating even in the dim light. It was already angry and pulsing, the head dark and weeping a bead of pre-cum. "You know what to do," Beckett commanded. "Show me that 'secret talent' of yours. Open that mouth for me, whore. Take it all the way."

Who in his right sense will drool on that kind of body. “Oh. I see. He smiles. He's pleased. I give you the right to drool on my body as you want, baby girl, just imprint it in your skull that you and your body are mine. Just make me happy, make me happy,, and I will give you the whole world. Stop opposing me again, and you're going to enjoy me, defy me, and you will see the beast that dwells in me. Disobey me and I will never stop whacking and treating you badly.

“You're going to waste energy trying to use your command voice on me,” I teased him, but then closed my eyes. I concentrated and searched for my beast inside me. Becca was hiding very well in my subconscious; however, I managed to find her, so I carefully approached her to wake her up. Shift with me now; I ordered Becca. All this is not necessary to follow your orders, said my she-wolf Becca with annoyance. Do it now! Or I swear to God I will find a spell to seal you myself forever.

He orders darkly. I look at him, unconvinced. He’s so dressed, and yet he wants me to ruin his suit with my feet. “I can get another suit, just as I ordered you an entire wardrobe two days ago, Kitten. So do as I say. Remember. Obey.” He warns. I nod, remembering the only rule he said to me the morning after I was brought here. “Always obey me, so I can save you.” So now, I obey. Because I want to be saved. I don't want the cult to get me. To kill me. To harvest my organs.