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—“Every time you disobey me—whether it’s food or medicine—I’ll do the same. If I see you refuse again, I’ll assume you want another kiss.” —“You wish. I’ll never want a kiss from a monster like you. A man who uses his strength to force himself on a woman. What, can’t afford a whore? Or do you have a fetish for virgins?! Why am I here?!!!” —“I won’t tell you. Just know that if you escape, something worse than me will find you. So forget about leaving. Be a good girl and obey.” —“I don’t obey anyone. Least of all a monster like you.”

“You want to bet? You agreed to follow my orders, remember? I say kneel, and you kneel. Now, tell me—who was it?” She stands her ground, her body pressing slightly forward as if daring me to do something. “Why do you command people, Demitri? Why not ask?” “When I speak, people obey. It’s that simple. And so will you,” I say, my voice low with warning. “I just said no, didn’t I?” she fires back, eyes glinting with rebellion. “Who was it?” My patience snaps as I loom over her. “You can tell me, or I’ll have someone follow you around constantly, tracking your every move. You think you can hide from me?”

I thought I would be able to resist him the next time I saw him but I suddenly realized how big his hold on me was. When he saw me finding it difficult to reply, he chuckled and made his way to the bed where I was, his huge shaft dangling and dangerously rock hard. He stopped a few distance from the bed "Get down from the bed Mara and kneel" he said, his voice so sexy and dominant giving no room for questioning. It wasn't like this the first time we fuck. He was so loving then, so irresistible, so intoxicating leaving one to come craving for another. "Fuck!" I moaned, despite all these I felt my pussy throbbing and leaking more squirts. I tried to stop myself from responding to him. From obe

“I have just three rules, none which you can break because you'll be punished if you try it.” His words felt like ice sliding into my ears. He lowered one finger. “One, you belong to me until I let you go. You will obey me without asking questions. When I speak, you listen and do it. No running, I'll track you down and drag you back here if you ever try to run away and no defiance.” Of course, falling into that poisoned bamboo was enough humiliation. My face reddened from embarrassment, but I curled my trembling hand into a fists, forcing my eyes to be on him.

He booms out and his alpha command washed over me and I can’t do anything else than obey. I scramble to my feet and start running.

He chuckled, “Now, I understand. You think I won’t do it, right? You think I won’t blow your brains?” I swallowed hard, trying to calm my beating chest. Fear was an understatement of how I was feeling now, and the last thing I wanted was to make him angrier than he already was. “I’ve been obedient. You can’t deny that.” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “You have? Tell me then, is there one single thing I have ordered, and you obeyed?” “My body.” I muttered. He scrunched his face in confusion. “And what about your body?”

She nodded again with tears rolling down her face. "Rule number two: Never mention Jordan. Rule number three: you're to call me sir or master. Rule number four: Always obey me. Rule number five: Never question my decisions." With each rule that was being said to her, she'd slowly nod in defeat. "If you disobey me, you'll definitely be punished. Punishment ranges for sure and sometimes, I'll be democratic and I'll let you choose your own punishment." He smirked. "Now, let's test you." He brought his hands close to her chest which made her breath accelerate again. "Are you... rejecting me?" he talked in a menacing voice. She wanted to shout 'yes', but she was scared, so she just shook her head

“Don’t move!” I ordered him like I’m his master and he should obey everything that I say. I just want to know something and this is the only way to find that out- I mean this can be a crazy way but I still want to do this. I'm really having a hard time believing everything and I want to satisfy myself and prove it to myself on my own.

“But answer to what?” Dravan answered himself, quiet. “To command.” He stood. “For 1000 years the question was: What does the King command? And the people had to find an answer: Obey. Now the question is: What do the people need? And I have to find the answer.” He looked at the slate. **THE FIRST ANSWER** “It’s not higher,” he said. “It’s second. Command came first for 1000 years. Answer comes second. It has to wait to hear the question.”

I tasted shame and acceptance and found them both strangely nourishing. After hours of drills, sweat, and measured strikes, Corin gathered us in a circle. “Obedience is not blind,” he said, his voice low and authoritative. “It is chosen. You will choose to obey because you want the order to hold you when your self won’t. Remember that.”