Obey Me Beel Novels & Stories

"I want you to put yourself over my lap. The Enforcer is one of the instruments Master uses to punish us. I'm going to strike you with it once and once only, so you know what it feels like. Then, I want you to imagine it hitting you twenty-five or more times in a row. That's what could happen to you if you're disobedient. One of our friends is spanked fifty times every morning. Sometimes with only a hand, other times with something worse. Every morning. You will be hit once and you can make assumptions from there as to how bad fifty is. Get ready, over my knees, NOW." I shouted the word, so she'd realize it was an order I expected to be obeyed. She was over my lap in two seconds, her delight

she orders me. “Don't talk to me like I'm your servant.” “I command you as your Luna!” Kael picks the comb up. “Have it and stop being a bitch when you haven't even been announced yet.” I am angry at Kael for picking it up. I look at Madam Clara and she seems a bit apprehensive and it is the same with the other maids. They are all watching her treat me less than a servant and it's almost as if everyone is afraid of her.

Desmond barked and Ariel froze. Becca’s voice remained steady. “You think pain will make me obey?” Desmond leaned closer. “Pain makes everyone obey.” “Then you don’t know me.” Something dangerous flickered in his eyes. “You will do as I command.” “No.” His fingers tightened again. Becca’s face went pale but her expression did not change. “Say it again,” Desmond said quietly. “No.” He shoved her backward and she stumbled but caught herself. “You are testing me.” “You’re testing me,” she replied and his nostrils flared.

Lena's POV. Gina peers down at me with a look of disdain in her eyes. I meet her stare head on, I'm not going to cower and be weak. "My number one rule is obedience, you follow that and you may just be able to get out of here sane and whole. But if you don't I'd take pleasure in breaking you and drugging you until you're compliant. And another thing fail to do as I say and you will be punished and trust me you don't want that. Have I made myself clear?" When asks me, still looking down at me like I'm filth underneath her shoes.

I quickly sat down in the chair she had vacated and she turned to face me. "What are we going to do, Mr Matthews?" Cindy asked, still puzzled. "Kneel down Cindy,", I ordered, "it is your turn to help me." I saw Cindy's pretty face go from frowning to a sudden 'oh' of surprise when she realized what was going to happen. "I've not, you know, touched a man there with my mouth before, Mr Matthews". "Just kneel down Cindy, it will come naturally." I assured her, my cock hardening even more at the thought of being the first to have my cock in her young mouth.

I knew I shouldn't be upset, but I couldn't help it. I had loved him, after all. And watching someone you once loved betray you right in front of your face hurts like hell. I told myself to forget it and just endure a little longer. This would be the last time I ever let him make me feel this way. Thank God I got to live again. Thank God I had the chance to stay away from trash like him. Later that night, Byron stood behind me in the room and said, "Bethany, once we get to Centraford, you and Lisa should switch identities."

Nikki posed the million dollar question, smiling almost evilly as she draped a towel over the mirror in front of me, covering up my only frame of reference. "I'm scared for my life," I laughed, "but I do trust you." "Correct answer," she smiled. "Ok ladies, let's get this started!" We were sat in the back room of a beauty parlour which apparently did everything - from haircuts, to piercings and even tattoos. Becca seemed to be a regular here, as she knew everyone like they were family. I had no idea what she had planned for my little makeover, but I couldn't deny my pure excitement to find out.

The first thing Monday morning, Christopher marched into his commander's office. "Sir…I need to talk to you about something pretty important." Bruce Koepke sighed. He liked Beast. He didn't want to lose him, but he already knew what he wanted to ask. "Beast, you're a heluva Marine. You know that or you wouldn't be on an elite force. I don't want to lose you, son." Christopher could barely meet his commander's eyes. Finally he relaxed his formal posture and looked steadily at the older man who was more than his commander, but who was also his friend.

ready. "You are getting better," Adrian said, his voice calm, almost happy. "But never forget: obeying isn't the same as giving in completely. Control isn't owning. And yet... you are mine to shape to my satisfaction."

“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.