Cartman Respect My Authority Gif Novels & Stories

Fifteen year old me would kill to have one like that. Suddenly soft paws of the giant bear grabbed my shoulder. Frightened , I screamed and tried to fight off the foam filled monster. My fist connected with its soft belly, then I karate chopped its neck. All my moves felt ineffective but I was finally free. The teddy bear raised its hands up in defeat while I contemplated my sanity. It reached for it’s head and pulled it off revealing a grinning Cartwright. “What the fuck Cartwright!” He pressed his hand to his lips to signify that he wanted silence, before he placed the head back on and went limp. I understood why a second

His voice was deep, almost an animalistic growl. To my surprise, Damian didn’t fire back. He looked almost ashamed that he had interrupted in the first place. “Yes, Adrian. Sorry.” he replied putting his head down similar to a bowing motion. Up until now I had never heard Adrian talk like that, so commanding and demanding of respect. His posture now in a superior stance. His voice had bellowed through the club and I sensed everyone around had stiffened up looking our way briefly then going back to their business. The fact that Damian had backed down let me know he respected Adrian as an authority figure. He said they were friends but maybe he was an employee too or something. That make sense

The unique circumstances compelled him to act cautiously and resist Carol's usual sway over him. Chief Barney's tone startled Carol, and she frowned annoyedly. In their many years of doing business together, never had the chief been this disrespectful to her, raising his voice. "Excuse me," Carol replied, her surprise turning into a subtle edge of resentment. How dare this man talk to her this way? Was he out of his mind, did he forget who she was? "You don't have the authority here, lady, so I suggest you leave," Chief Barney bluntly and firmly made it clear to her.

I closed my eyes. "Look at me", Carter ordered, and my eyes were forced open by his command. He reached up and stroked the side of my face as I slowed my riding to a stop. I could feel his dick throb from inside of me. His eyes were filled with lust, but assurance that I was going to be okay.

Murmured agreements. Colby poked the fake leg. “How in the hell you walk on this every day is beyond me.” “Obviously I didn’t do such a bang up job of walkin’ on it today.” Another bout of silence. Cord cleared his throat. “I admire the hell outta you for even tryin’.” “We all do,” Carter added. “But as long as you’re a captive audience, we ain’t letting you up until we’ve had our say.” Fucking awesome.

The air was tense, and my demeanour made it clear that any disrespect would not be tolerated. Matthew quickly corrected his statement, falling to his knees to admit his error. The pack needed to understand and respect the hierarchy to prevail. "Who gave you the authority to threaten my pack members into doing what you want them to do for you I asked the man before me" The man in front of me paused, obviously realising how serious the situation was. "I... I acted on my own accord. He remarked, "No one gave me the right to threaten the pack members," his voice quivering from the intensity of the conversation.

He stopped moving. I moved my foot. “Stand up!” I commanded, he stood with his head held high, he was proud. I nodded, clearly, he and his group are not scared of me, and they don’t respect me. “Call your friends, tell them to come meet you here.” He scoffed.

I questioned him and waited for the next unintelligible words he was gonna vomit. "No, that's not what I mean, Carter" My eyes twitched when I heard him address me by my first name. "It's Supreme Alpha Carter to you." The scowl on my face was much more pronounced than before. "We'll soon be buddies, Carter so there's no need for the honorifics" He smiled like an idiot. I slowly closed the distance between us and held him by his suit, fixing the creases while I whispered in a low, authoritative tone, "the next time you address me with anything order than what you should, I'll have your tongue and feed it to the birds."

He asked in a nonchalant tone. Dax nodded and took the bowl. He turned and headed towards the table but stopped for a moment and then rushed back to give Carter a hug. “I-I’m sorry, Uncle Carter.” He sobbed into Carter’s shirt. Carter didn’t say anything, but nodded and patted his back, nudging him to take a seat and eat his food. I had seen it once before with how the preschool children reacted towards Carter but it seemed adults weren’t the only ones who had respect for this great man, the Beta of Lockwood pack.

Archibald spoke between gritted teeth. I leaned forward, crossing my fingers across the table. "I know you don't like me. Everybody knows you don't like me, but you know what?" A smug ran up my lips. " I don't give the tiniest fuck about you or your stinking hatred. I am your alpha_" I pushed back my seat in anger, raising my voice to the highest roar I could thunder. "_ AND YOU SHALL RESPECT MY AUTHORITY OVER YOU." He broke the gaze, blinking away the embarrassment roasting him to his seat.