Obey Me Lesson Answers Novels & Stories

I thought to say it out loud but didn't. Now his eyes met mine. "As long as you are in my class, you have to obey my commands." My class my rule type. Phup! What should I make up now? Think of a reply Levy...Think... Think...Think. "By the way, why am I being punished?" I asked. Yes exactly, I should have asked that before. Of course, you don't have a particular reason to punish me. I thought and raised a victory flag in my head. It was hard to conceal the smile.

It was a command. “Ask me.” “No.” “Then, no.” “You’re not grasping the arrangement, it seems.” “I don’t do commands very well.” “And I don’t repeat myself.” His voice grew sharp. “But, just this once, for you, I will. You want to know what I want? What this is about? It’s about trust. Obedience. Compliance. You obey, I learn to trust you. If I trust you, I will give you my name and allow you to see me. Then I’ll allow things to go further. If I don’t trust you, this will take much longer, and be much harder.”

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.”

My heart beat faster. "Obedience," he said at last, his voice low but carrying. "Not the kind that comes from fear, but the kind that comes from instinct. From the trust. You either have it, or you don't." It was followed by Luna Zeina's voice that floated across the yard, cold and precise. "The Alpha will give his commands. You will obey instantly. Fail, and you will step out." The warriors brought forward small wooden markers, etched with runes and scent marks, placing them at different points across the yard. Some were high on posts, some were scattered low near the ground. I recognized them, signals used in battle drills to test your reflexes.

Daniel made a sound of approval behind me—primal and satisfied and hungry for more. “That’s for hesitating,” he said, his voice dark with promise. “When I give you an order, you obey immediately. No thinking. Just obedience. Understand?” “Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry.” My voice broke on the apology. “You’ll be sorrier if you don’t learn.” Another spank, harder this time, the sound and my sharp cry echoing in the study. “Now push it out. Your body knows what to do even if your mind is fighting it.”

"And when I talk to you and you want to answer, after saying whatever you want to say, you will address me as master. Addressing me as master is compulsory at all times; whether you want to say something or you want to reply to my question or you are delivering a message for me. Is that clear?" "Yes, master. Yes, it is," I hurriedly replied. "Good," he said and nodded in satisfaction. Now here are the rules. Listen carefully as I call them out." "Yes, master," I replied again. "The first rule is that you are to obey my every order, rule and direction. You must never go against me or do what I did not assign you to do. If you go against it, that means punishments. I have a list of penances I

His bones, his muscles, every joint felt as if they were being tightly bound by invisible ropes, making it hard for him even to breathe. He understood immediately. Sienna was bound, so he would feel bound as well. Could that absurd Empathy Sync System actually be real? A terrifying thought began to take shape in his mind. He suddenly stood up and said to Lydia, who was peeling an apple for him, "Go out with my mom and do some shopping. I want to be alone for a while." Then he turned to Mrs. Whitaker. "Mom, you must be tired too. Go relax. Use the card however you like."

He kept his voice quiet, controlling the volume like a man who did not know how much more night could take before it broke. “You will obey the rules,” Mr. Mehmet called from the practice hall before we left. The sound of his voice settled into the wood the way wind settles in chimes. “You will be in line at six. You will not make joke excuses. If you are late, you will run circuits until dawn. The first lesson is humility. The second lesson is repetition.”

I had going to show them what happens when they questioned my authority. "You want an answer?" I snarled, my voice promising danger. "I’ll give you an answer, assholes. You can’t demand for things like I'm some Omega in your service. You are to obey me, and respect me. And you will get out of my office right now before I lose my patience."

“And in this world, that means you don’t get to break. You pick yourself up, you stand straight, and you make them regret ever thinking they could touch you.” I swallowed hard, my voice trembling as I nodded. “Yes, Papà. I understand now. I learned my lesson. I know you always know what’s best for me even when I don’t. I’ll do whatever you ask, I’ll obey, I won’t fight back, I won’t… breathe wrong. I promise, Papà. I won’t ruin your honor any more than I already have.” His eyes narrowed, before his tone turned bitter, “You think I care about honor right now?”