Cartman Respect My Authority Gif Novels & Stories

Carter was being so patient with me, he really was the sweetest mate, he never rushed me, or made things on his advantage. I loved being treated like this but I miss his spunky acting when showing he cares about me, Carter wasn’t shy to demonstrate he loved me but being respectful also meant he wouldn’t do a trampoline move again which really did bum me out.

I asked just to confirm I saw him that night. His head snapped up, his expression clearing with the hint of relief that I recognized him. “Oh yes. I mean, yes ma'am. That was me.” Huh. Ma’am? Was that me? “I’m so sorry, Ms. Carter. I didn’t mean to startle you or make you fall,” he said, his voice sounding low and apologetic. And then he did something that completely threw me… he dipped his head, just slightly. It was not dramatic or anything, but definitely a gesture of respect. “It was careless of me. I should have been more mindful before touching your shoulder mid workout on a freaking treadmill.”

I pick another gras from him and feed the unresponsive animal "Do you think it feels weird for being the biggest animal?" "Probably." I swallow another lump "But considering others fear and respect him because of his appearance, I'm sure he doesn't mind" I think he adds that to comfort me. I chuckle and look back at the kid. I don't know him, but this little time we've spent together proves he's way too self-absorbed to fib for another to feel better "An animal is an it not he or she" I correct him instead. Indulging in his talk. "Whatever makes you sleep well at night"

His walk is more of a strut as pompous attitude radiates off of him, and I don’t miss the way he hasn’t greeted me with respect to my authority. “So glad you could make it, Fred,” I say expectantly, pushing a bit of my power out towards him to see what he’ll do. He stumbles to a halt, clearly caught off guard by the sudden power slamming into him. Gritting his teeth, his jaw grinds against the pressure, but finally inclines his head.

There was no use in making him believe something which I said because he didn't consider me worthy of giving him an opinion. "Alright. If that's what you feel. " I mumbled. There was a long pause before either of us moved and even blinked without breaking eye contact. I could feel him getting excited and the memories of what he was capable of doing made my belly full of butterflies. He cleared his throat and I managed to wipe the smirk off my face. "You should learn to respect me. " He muttered under his breath. I rolled my eyes, not believing he actually was so worried about how I treated him rather than amending the existence laws for his pack.

I say to him, looking him dead in the eye as I watch him. “You think you can get rid of me? I would like to see you try. I have no problem with wiping you and your line out. So remember who you are talking to.” I say and he drops to his knees, bowing low. The other elders do the same thing. Seriously, did their parents not teach them any manners? “Forgive me, majesty, I overstepped and I will never do it again.” I look at Carter and he shrugs his shoulders.

I replied, "that the respect you want should be earned , not demanded" Maverick's grip on me tightened, and for a moment, I thought he might lash out. But then, something shifted in his expression, and he let out a long, slow breath. "You're a bold one, aren't you?" he murmured in admiration. I stared right back at him unafraid. "I'm your mate, Maverick," I replied firmly. "I'm not here to be a servant , but an equal– and I won't back down, no matter how intimidating you try to be."

I commanded, my voice steady but loud enough for everyone to hear. He hesitated, eyes wild, before finally lowering his gaze. The entire crowd went silent for a moment, and then murmurs spread like wildfire. I stepped back and lifted my hands, letting the silence speak. “Respect isn’t earned through killing,” I said. “It’s earned through control, strategy, and honor. Remember that.” Whispers turned into nods from the older warriors. Aiden’s pack looked stunned, unsure of what to do. But I saw it—the respect in their eyes. I hadn’t humiliated him, but I’d proven my point.

"Please , sir. Why?" "Respect,” he said, leaning close, his breath brushing my neck. "You have to vow never to disrespect me again, not even in front of my men." I twisted my body. "I promise, sir. Please, let me cum." “No,” he insisted, teasing me more. He kept going, but stopping each time my eruption was close. Time slowed, my body trembled on its own, but spanked my ass cheek, hard, pushing back my relief. I tried to keep it under control, I inhaled and exhaled slowly. "Please, Sir,” I begged.

He didn’t even look surprised, Just… amused. “Yeah,” he said calmly. Then..In one smooth motion…. He shifted, grabbed my arm, and flipped us. Now I was the one on the ground. Pinned. His hand held my wrist above my head, grip firm but not painful. “You still have to respect me,” he said. I stared at him, then scoffed. “Respect is earned, not inherited.” His lips twitched.“Fair.” We stayed like that for a second,Neither moving then I kicked him off.