Novel & Cerita Obey Me Answers

He leaned forward, so close that I could feel his breath on my cheek and whispered; “I need you to agree to obey me. To follow commands as and when I say so. I need your compliance. Understand?” I shivered, the sparks once again catching me off guard and disgusting me to the core. “I-I understand.”

Like he’s shifting gears in a game I don’t understand yet. “Tell me,” he says slowly, “how far are you willing to go for survival?” I snort. “I’d marry a pigeon if it had health insurance.” Lucien doesn’t laugh. His head tilts slightly. “What about obedience?” “Depends. Are we talking ‘eat your vegetables’ obedience or ‘call me Daddy’ obedience?” That gets him. His eyes flash. He walks back over—closer this time. Not touching, but looming. Like he’s deliberately testing the space between us.

I shook my head, not understanding what he meant. He smiled again, his voice cold and calculating. "Here are the rules you need to follow. First, you must answer every question I ask. Never say 'I don't know.' Second, when I call, you must respond immediately—no hesitation. Third, you will not look at me unless I allow it. And finally, you will do the tasks I assigned to you, without hesitation or refusal. Disobedience will come with consequences." “Is he some kind of Messiah? Grumpy human!” I thought.

"You aren't allowed to call anyone else that. Am I understood?" All three nodded and said, "Yes, Master." "When you are given an order by a member, you'll answer, "Yes, Sir or Ma'am, and do it, or you'll be punished." He looked down at them sternly, but they were immediately nodding and saying, "Yes, Master."

She’s listening, just barely, but it’s a start. Koa steps forward quietly, his voice measured, unassuming but firm. “Rules exist to protect you. Obey them, not because I demand it, but because your life depends on it.” His gaze sweeps the trio, and they flinch, some instinctive respect for him forming even as their defiance simmers.

"Rule two: you take orders without question. I'm not interested in explanations, excuses, or omega tears. When I order you to do something, you do it." His tone was as icy as metal, and I instinctively recoiled. This I had learned, at least. To submit to power. "Rule three: you don't go wandering off from this settlement alone. The neutral territories are infested with beasts that would absolutely love to tear to pieces a helpless omega, and I won't risk my people's lives sending out rescue parties because you wanted to go for a stroll." "I understand," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Do you?" He knelt down so we were eye to eye, his eyes blazing. "Because understanding and obeying

i said, trying to convince her. I wasn't lying actually! My ankle hurts real bad. “ Saanvi.....why do you always disobey him??? You know he'll hurt you when you disobey him. I'll help you, come with me" she sounded convincing. Although i didn't like her advice. I had to obey him. I had no other choice. Did i? Heaving a sigh of annoyance, I shook my head in a no. I won't obey him. I'm not his doll!

"I want you to listen carefully and remember what I say because I don't like repetition. Understand?" Jenna nodded. "1. You will always listen to me and obey me. 2. You will not argue with me about anything I do. Let me do whatever I want with you. 3. You will not run away. 4. You will be punished if you disobey. 5. You will not go anywhere unless I tell you to. If there are new rules, I will tell you. Remember them well, because if you don't obey them, your life with me will be very difficult. Are there any questions?"

Serena obeyed at once. “I was wrong,” she said. Her voice was hoarse and mechanical. “I was disordered. I was selfish. I will be obedient. I will not resist.” “Again.” “I was wrong. I will be obedient.” The next clip showed her standing in a corridor with a tray balanced across both forearms, body swaying from exhaustion while an instructor corrected the angle of her shoulders with two fingers. Another showed her repeating courtesy phrases until the words blurred. Another showed her kneeling on chapel stone while a recording played nearby, forcing her to hear Lucien’s own name between commands to confess and begin again.

Fuck me now. “W-What do you want?” Help me. Help me, please. He chuckles. “You’re ready on the floor, doc, so this should be easy.” Fuck me. “What do you want?” “Kneel.”