Obey Me Character Novels & Stories

“Like how you lied to me years ago?” His jaw flexed. “One day,” he said tightly, “you’ll understand why I left.” “I doubt that.” “Rule three,” he went on, ignoring the edge in my voice, “You will obey me in public. Whatever I say, however I touch you, whatever I need you to do… you will play the part.” I stared at him. “You want a puppet?” “No,” he said, stepping closer, lowering his voice. “I want a queen. One who knows when to act and when to fight.”

with a deadpan that almost made me laugh. Almost. It irritated me. Which, of course, only intrigued me more. I liked obedience. Expected it. I didn’t work with men who couldn’t follow orders. I didn’t live with anyone who questioned my structure. So why did his rebellion feel less like a threat… and more like a hook in my chest? Because he’s malleable, I told myself. Because under the sarcasm and twitchy fingers, he was a mess of unresolved tension and misplaced pride. And that kind of boy — the clever kind, the sharp kind — always begged best when broken in right.

“So why do you do it? You know, why do you sleep with me and have breakfast with me?” She bit her lips nervously, and he inhaled sharply. “I guess because it feels good?” She confessed. “I like that answer. Henceforth, do what feels good. That's an order from me.” She mustered enough courage to find his gaze. “You're the boss,” she held it after finding it. “I absolutely have to obey.” “That's right. Disobedience gets you punished severely. But obedience? Tsk! Obedience gets you a whole lot.”

"If that's how you see it, then yes. If you think it's too fast, then just think of it as an invitation." I lowered my head and remained silent for a long time. Finally, I lifted my head and looked into his eyes. "I'll go with you," I said, my voice tinged with certainty. His eyes lit up. "Really?" "Yes. But I have one condition." "What is it?" "I have to talk to my parents first and get their blessing." Kane nodded. "Of course."

“Obedience. Absolute obedience.” That was something I could never give to anyone—until now. “You want me to obey you? If I do what you ask, you’ll let him live?” If that was the case, he was asking for a lot. My body and mind would no longer be my own. Like a dog, I’d have to bark at his command.

He gets in the car and starts driving, "You Will learn to obey me Abijah! You are Mine now!" Obey you? What am I a puppy? I didn't want to be disrespectful but he is out of his mind if he thinks I'm just gonna roll over and submit! I may never have been in a relationship before, but I'm not as gullible and naive as he may suspect me to be. I took a few deep breaths to calm my erratic nerves,

"He's such a pain in the ass. Even after the mods, he still sneaks out behind my back!" That night, Dad stopped outside my room and issued another command. "You're not allowed to sleep tonight. As punishment, stand outside your door and reflect on what you did wrong by sneaking out." I nodded and walked to the doorway, standing there without moving an inch. The next morning, Dad woke up and saw me still standing in the same position as the night before. Satisfaction appeared on his face. "That's more like it. You look much better when you're obedient," he said. "If you dare disobey me again, your punishment will be doubled."

“Most students here follow the rules because they were raised to obey. You disobeyed on instinct.” He crouched in front of me. “That makes you dangerous. And potentially useful.” “To who?” “To me,” with a lustful voice. My breath caught. “You’ll continue to meet me here every Wednesday afternoon,” he said. “We’ll discuss your progress. Your behavior. And when necessary—your punishment.” “You can’t be serious.” His smile was razor-sharp. “Oh, I’m dead serious.” I stood up, but he didn’t move. “Let me guess,” I said. “You’ll call it detention?”

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.

With my expression, he can tell I’m lost. “You need to keep one thing in mind, little fox. I call the shots. You do exactly as I say, and you might just get a reward. No questions asked. Understand?” I bob my head up and down, “Y… Yes, sir.” I know I’m supposed to obey his earlier command, but I just don’t know how. “I’m sorry, sir. I don’t know how to touch myself.” As soon as the words fall from my lips, he covers the distance between us, and I see him standing between my legs.