Obey Me Lesson Answers Novels & Stories

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.

We sat in the quiet room. “Gabriel,” I said. “Mm.” “Your father was right, about most things.” “I know.” “It’s insufferable,” I said. He smiled. “In the best possible way,” he said. I picked up the folder, put it in my bag and stood up. “Come on,” I said. “I have a lesson at two.” He stood. “Theo?” he said. “Theo,” I said. “What are you teaching?” he said. “The Great Gatsby,” I said. “The green light.”

The word trembled from her lips, and it seared him like a hot poker, shoving a hot slam of desire up his cock. To reward her, he moved to her side and cupped her cheek in his palm. “You need to face yourself, cher. I’m not the enemy here. I can help you.” “I just can’t stop thinking that—” “You know the rules. Don’t think. Just obey.” She sighed. “I’ve never been good at obedience, sir. Ask my mother.” Smiling, he promised, “I’ll never ask you to clean your room or take out the trash. Obeying me will be a lot more pleasurable.”

You must read each thing and make opinions about things. Rules I expect to be followed: (Subject to be punished or rewarded for) - Only daddy can touch you, play with you, punish you or reward you. No other man may do so. - Only baby girl can touch daddy, no other woman will be near. - Only daddy can see your body, within reason, bikinis are acceptable - Babygirl must eat 3 healthy meals a day - Babygirl must always be on time, and ready - Babygirl will be respectful and not be a brat, bratting will lead to punishments instantly

Then he put his fingers on my chin and forced me to look directly into his eyes, saying, "look at me, you slut!" I couldn't get the words out fast enough, "Y-yes, Alpha." He leaned in close and planted a gentle kiss on the top of my head before saying, "that's much better." He let out a sigh of contentment with each breath. "If you continue to obey me, I have something special in store for you in the future. Prepare yourself for the upcoming portion of the lesson now." I rolled over onto my stomach with my back turned to him and waited for him to start while my legs were shaking. I couldn't help but be curious about the kind of instruction he had in store for me today.

I whispered, my voice shaking despite my best efforts. Cassian tilted his head, studying me like I was something to be dissected, something fragile he could break at his leisure. "Maybe," he murmured, his voice low and smooth. "Or maybe I’m teaching you a lesson." A lesson. A sharp, bitter laugh escaped me. "And what exactly am I supposed to be learning, sir?" I spat, forcing steel into my tone. His smirk widened. "Obedience." I nearly choked on the word. My whole body went rigid, my fingers twitching with the urge to strike him. He was toying with me, bending me just to see how far I’d go before I snapped.

“Show him you’re sincere.” “How?” The question came out as a frustrated growl. “By being obedient. Patient.” I stiffened. “Obedient? You want me to be a dog at his beck and call? To roll over and beg?” The image was so antithetical to my entire being it was physically repulsive.

“Hey, you are really turning your back on me! A woman like you needs to be taught a lesson! After I teach you a lesson, you will be obedient for few days. So, I will teach you a lesson every week from now on! I will teach you how to be obedient!” Moving my chin away from his grasp, I angrily kicked him between his legs, “Bastard, get lost!” However, it seemed he had anticipated my move and dodged my attack! Then, with a gentle push, he pushed me onto the conference table! “Look at you! After using me, you want me to get lost in blink of eye! And you still say that you don’t need to be taught a lesson! I happen to be free now. Do you want me to take care of you again?”

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.

"Fourth. You belong to me. Your body is mine. I will use it as I see fit. You will not deny me. You will not resist me. Is that understood?" A single tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away quickly. "Yes, Bastian. I understand." "These are my rules," I said. "Break them and you will be punished. Follow them and you will be safe. You will be cared for. Do you have any questions?" She shook her head. "No." "Good," I said. "Now we will begin your first lesson in obedience. Get out of bed." She hesitated for a second, then pushed the blankets aside and stood up. She was naked from the night before. She tried to cover herself with her hands. "No," I said. "Do not hide yourself from me. You