Begging On My Knees To Be Popular Novels & Stories

All the Will of pretending to be brave disappeared in him. He stood up from his place and rushed towards Sia so fast, that everyone was stunned for a second. He dropped down on his knees and begged for forgiveness, " Forgive me! Please forgive me! I got a little greedy! Please don't do this Ma'am" He was shivering slightly. So that's what its like to have people on their knees pleading you to not do anything to them. Sia got to know this feeling today, but it was not good at all. It was making her nauseous and nostalgic, But she had to push forward, to get what she wanted.

Those were the only things I could think of. Pointing to the floor, I said to him, "What I want is for you to kneel, and beg me to consider choosing you. And just maybe... maybe , I will consider adding you to that list."

I said while pushing her "you're just going to be another one of my followers" She started to walk away but I stopped her "I'm trying to help you cause you aren't going to make friends looking like that" "looking like what" she said "you're ugly and your skin is soo dark" "yeah" my minions agreed "my mom says I'm beautiful" "she only says that to make you feel good plus she's your mom she's supposed to say that, so how about you just do as I say and ill make you popular" I said while putting my hands on my hips

he sways his hair and lifts his chin high in the air. Aiden switches on Kim’s phone and looks at him again “Were you popular?,” she asks. “Of course,” he answers in an instant. “I thought you were unpopular,” “Unpopular?,” he repeats aloud “Telling that I’m unpopular is similar to claiming an elephant is an ant,” Aiden stares at him in silence, her lips slightly apart and her eyes fixed on him while her mind repeats his statement... Claiming an elephant to an ant? This is something novelty... Something no one has heard...

"Now, kneel on the ground with your face in the carpet and your ass in the air." "Yes, Okaasan," she said and did just that. She dropped to the floor and knelt, her ass up in the air. Her hands were pressed on the ground. She was almost in Dogeza, where a person bowed with her head pressed to the ground and hands outstretched. A sign of begging for forgiveness. This was too... slutty for Dogeza. "Now beg to be used," I said. "Beg your Masters to violate your virgin flesh in any way they desire."

“If you really want to fix anything, throwing yourself in her face isn’t the answer.” I clenched my fists. “Then what is?” “Give her time. Space. Maybe… throw a party—” I scoffed. “A party? Are you drunk? A Girl who hates me and rejected a multi million proposal” Raymond smirked. “Not a party-party. Something public. Luxurious. A begging party.” “What the hell is a begging party?” “You host something big. Exclusive. Fashion-themed. Invite all the big names. And make sure she’s the center of it. Use it to apologize, show respect, let her know you still believe in her craft.”

he said and his voice cracked on the words. “Then beg.” He sucked in a breath like I had punched him. “What?” “You heard me,” I said. “If you want to touch me you are going to have to beg for it. And it better be convincing.” For a moment I thought he might refuse. Thought his pride might win out over his need. But then he dropped to his knees again and looked up at me with so much raw desperation in his eyes that I almost gave in right there.

The room fell silent, the only sound the soft rustle of her dress as she moved. "See, me too," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm on my knees, begging you. What's so hard about being on one's knees that you think I can't do it myself? You think you're the only one who can beg, who can plead for mercy?"

Not my mom… She would be so heartbroken. I stared at Bella, mentally imploring her not to listen to her minions. “Maybe if you beg me. Get down on your knees. Put your head on the floor. Beg me, and mean it.” Bella ordered. Trembling, I slowly got onto my knees, and let my forehead drop to the filthy ground amidst the jeers from Bella’s lackeys. “Bella… Please. You can do anything to me. Just don’t post that video online. I’m begging you, please…” My voice was shaking as I pleaded with her.

It sounded ridiculous to me. “You seem so- busy these days,” I heard a voice filled with sarcasm. Lifting my head I saw William Tatte. “Ummhmm, I need to be on the top,” I answered vaguely. “Well, it would be difficult to be in the spotlight for multiple reasons,” he smirked and I knew exactly what he actually meant. “Well, it’s the interest of the public that makes me famous,” I replied. “You should know, Kian. You have to make a choice. Do you really want to go on with your personal life, ignoring the happiness of people LIKE US?” I chucked deeply. Mona. Now this was another tactic of hers.