Making My Ex Kneel And Beg Novels & Stories

Because part of me, the stupid, weak, nostalgic, wanted to believe him. Alexander stayed on his knees, waiting for a response from me. Finally, I found my voice. I wasn’t surprised that it came out shaky. “You think getting on your knees fixes everything?” “No,” he said immediately. “But it’s a start. I’ll stay here as long as you want. I’ll beg every day if that’s what it takes. Just don’t walk away again. Please.” The “please” broke something in me.

“I’m sorry, Nella. Please don’t leave. You have been nothing but loyal. I’ve pushed you into doing things, I’ve made mistakes. But what I won’t push you into doing is letting me go.” My throat tightens against my will, and the words spill out before I can stop them. “I’ll be nothing without you, my Nella. So please…” And then I drop to one knee. What the fuck am I doing? This wasn’t my plan. This is a level of manipulation I didn’t even know I was capable of. I didn’t walk in here intending to do this. And yet here I am, with a knee pressed to the floor, and my hand clutching hers like a beggar.

Megan chuckled lightly when she saw Darryl had knelt in front of her. “Darryl, you’re such a b*stard—kneeling at my command, and now you’re begging me. Have you ever thought about how you treated me when I begged you then? Do you know how bad I felt when I begged you for forgiveness?

Breathing in deeply, I’d like to speak, but my throat feels too raspy to even function. “You should get up now.” Only as he speaks my brain gets a little kick to notice that he is down on one knee. I open my mouth to speak, but only get to draw a shaky breath. Blinking repeatedly, I stare at him agape. “I don’t think I’ll be able to.” I say lowly, making him chuckle. “But this is how it works, babe. You have to stand and have me kneel down for you.” Shaking my head, I turn around feeling wobbly. I sit on my heels and watch him lift his hand to the box with a sigh.

LILY I turn around to walk to him. He signals me to stop. "Kneel on your four and crawl to me." Kneel? That's the height of humiliation. I'm already naked before him, but going on my knees will rid me of whatever pride or dignity I have left. As depraved as it's sound, my body betrays me by getting hot on the demand. Lowering myself to the ground, I kneel and bend forward, placing my elbow on the floor and crawling to where he is seated on the edge of the bed.

He expects me to ask for the deed to the house. I look him in the eye. "You made me kneel," I say softly. "In the dining room. In the office. In the bedroom." His pupils dilate. He remembers. "You made me beg," I whisper. "You made me feel small so you could feel big." "I was teaching you," he rasps. "You were breaking me." I point to the floor. Right in front of my boots. "Kneel," I say. Spadino gasps.

“I should be the one saying that, shouldn’t I?” I could practically see fumes coming out of her ears, and she started to open her mouth when I cut her off. “Beg me.” “What?” I stepped closer, the grin on my face spreading wide. “You heard me, Layla. Get on your knees, and beg me for forgiveness.” I pulled back the sleeve of my dress, exposing my wrist. “And maybe then I’ll keep your dirty, unforgivable secret.”

Immediately I withdrew my hands and took a step back, earning a pout and frown from her as she stared at me in disappointment. “ On you kneels ” I ordered as I placed my hands in my pockets. “ Huh??? ” “ Get on you kneels bitch and finish what you started this morning ” I growled. She paused for a second before smiling so wide as she went down sensationally and unzipped my pants. Ahhhhhhhhhh fuck …it's gonna be quite a long day

"No I'm the one who did all that.' "No you didn't, you're corrupt and you used your dirty ways to get there. I don't owe you a penny." "You're the reason my business had to suffer a loss. And that thing was precious to me and now I want to take every single precious thing in your life right before you until you beg me not to." "You don't scare me ." He looked up to the man slighty taller than him. "Make them kneel ," he ordered the man next to him and he roughly pushed them down and crashed on their knees my mother letting a little whimper as they made contact with the floor.

"Please, baby just once. My balls are fucking blue?" "Beg harder," I teased, trying to hide the amusement creeping into my tone. He groaned dramatically. "I'll get down on my knees if I have to. Is that what you want?" I pretended to be lost in thought. "Well, considering you barged into my room without permission, groveling is the least you could do. Start now." I gasped when he dropped to his knees, holding his palms up in exaggerated desperation. "Alexis, my love, my queen, the woman who owns my heart, please grant me some sugar, or I will wither away on this floor."