Obedient Servant Novels & Stories

I added, already made up my mind to reach out to them one of these days. But to my greatest surprise, Agatha my maid shook her head sideways, saying a few words that felt so strange. "She's an Oblate my queen." "Oblate?" What's that?" I gawked and Agatha slowly stared up at me, shocked that I have no idea what an oblate is. She spoke. "My lady Oblates are those who took an oath in the chambers of mercy, swearing to offer their whole life as a sacrifice. No marriage, no children, not even a time for themselves. All they do all their life is humanities."

They called her a stray dog dressed in silk. Her husband choked her in a wedding shop. Her sister shoved her under a car. Her family danced on her grave before the dirt was cold. Then she opened her eyes seven years in the past. "You think you can break me twice, Kyle?" "Celine, I made a mistake. I was blind. Just give me one more chance and I'll spend the rest of my life proving." "You had your chance. You used it to destroy me." "I love you." "You loved the version of me that was stupid enough to believe you." She came back with a colder heart, a sharper mind, and the kind of rage that doesn't scream. It plans. But Celine didn't expect Aron Caruso. The man who ordered her burial i

Obed shook his hands, and the rattling sound of the chains used to bind him followed. “I have no reason to want to lie to you. I am a CEO, and I would love to regain my freedom and return to my mansion. My Queens will be worried about my safety, they are not even aware that I was taken last night.” Obed spoke with a distressed tone, but he could only deceive a fool. “Those are not your wives, CEO Obed. You can’t call them that when you treat them like servants.” I said with an angry tone, and Obed looked away at once.

KEILAH "What?" I asked, his words not registering in my mind yet. Servant? "I said—be my servant. Is that too hard to comprehend?" he asked. "But, why me?" I asked. "I didn't do anything wrong to you." He chuckled coldly, taking a step forward. I felt his body right in front of me, yet I couldn't move. The power he was emanating was too much that it made me weak in the knees. "You said you'd do anything, right?"

“May your tongue get twisted and rot for ever referring to Rod as my husband. Are you blind that you don’t know who my husband is?” The servant bowed to me for the second time in apology, “My apologies , ma’am. It was an order from Fanny to refer to Rod as your husband. Please , ma’am, pardon me if I sound disrespectful. I am only but a servant who is guided by authorities,” the servant said yet further, “Ma’am if you don’t mind, I can help you pack the gifts into the store.” I smiled evilly, “Never mind, I will pack them myself. You may return to your duty post,” I ordered the servant and gazed upon these tons of gifts with vengeance of destruction.

What kind of masters debased themselves in such a way? “Don’t get any ideas into that lovely head. Your holes will be used, but your cock will serve just as side entertainment.” The servant’s mind was in turmoil. What was his master trying to say? Xavier disrobed from his black silk bathrobe, allowing his servant to admire him in all his naked glory. Cory stared, completely dumbfounded. His new master had a perfect body, lean, but muscular. He was tall and graceful, like the statues towering over the city gates, a symbol of dominance over the rest of the world. The servant licked his lips, with a wanton expression on his face.

The many colours of angry swirling magic thrashing against the jars that have them contained until they are needed. One of my servants comes in. She is a submissive demon, I have a few that work in my household. “Are you ready to get out mistress?” She asks with her head bowed at all times, her eyes flick to the hologram of Chemosh’s daughter before looking back to the floor.

It was already engraved in their body, heart and soul that their master is the only one they will follow, that their master is their only 'god'. No matter how human are they, once they choose to serve a master, every subordinate will need to throw away their compassion and identity and just to live solely for the sake of their master. This is what it takes to serve a master. Zhi Yin sigh as he turn around and look at his three subordinates before walking into the table and started to eat the foods that they brought. "Did you already eat?" - Zhi Yin asked "Yes master, We're already finish long time ago."

"I don't mind you becoming the second Taylor." "I'm sure you're a smart guy. Don't let me down." His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. I was nailed in place and dared not move. My mind was blank and lost the ability to think. All I heard was my humble confession: "Your Majesty, I will always serve you and the Queen. I am your and the Queen's most loyal servant."

I was eighteen when I left my pack. I ran away with Stanley, my fated mate. He never gave me a proper mating ceremony. But I loved him. I would have done anything. I watched him build his pack. Become an Alpha. Take over half the territories in the North. The first time we made love, he marked my neck and promised me a grand ceremony. One day. I kept waiting. For over twenty years, I tried to be the perfect Luna for him. Then came my forty-fifth birthday. I thought it was time. Time for that ceremony he promised, in the sacred springs of Starfall Valley. But he had another surprise for me. I found him in our pack’s private hot spring, pinning his dead brother’s mate beneath him. That’s when