Obey Me Lesson Answers Mga Nobela at Kwento

When she was standing directly in front of him, he reached out and placed his hands on her hips. "Lesson one," he said, looking up at her. "When I tell you to do something, you do it. No hesitation, no questions, no thinking about whether you want to or not." "And if I don't want to?" "Then you learn why obedience is easier than defiance." His hands tightened on her hips, pulling her closer until she was standing between his knees. "But I don't think that will be a problem. You want to please me, don't you, little one?"

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 mean, I was capably fine with keeping my body fit without the help of others. OBEDIENCE The Submissive will obey ALL the rules and instructions given by the Dominant and will do everything asked without hesitation and by free will. The Submissive shall fully trust the Dominant with not just her body, but with her personal needs and everything outside the contract. (But if he thought I was going to let him fist my vagina ‘without hesitation and by free will', then he had to be a sick fuck. I was just too glad I had ruled that one out, no matter how badly he coaxed me into letting it stay. I was hard on that one, no first in my vagina or anywhere near me. That and many other gut-wrenching th

My mind is spinning, but Adrian gives me no time to process. “Lesson one,” he says, his tone soft but firm. “Obey without question. Kneel.” I look at him shocked, I didn't hear well, "huh" “You heard me.” I stare at him, my mouth unable to speak. " You must be out of your mind". Adrian’s expression doesn’t change. He steps closer, and I feel the heat radiating off him. “Kneel, Kayla Or this arrangement ends now.” His voice is calm and cool, and the threat is definitely real. Reluctantly, I kneel on the soft carpet.

One I had no choice but to comply with, without a single hint of hesitation, as that was a rule that was placed in this deal of ours. Three days before “Now that you have made your choice on the deal, here are the rules little kid, first, I command, and you obey with no second of hesitation.” “You are kidding, right?” I scoffed as I rammed my fingers through my head in disbelief. His face stone-cold, yeah he certainly was joking huh. I brought my hands down as I swallowed my breath, “Okay.” “Good, the second, No avoiding, don't even try to hide, I will eventually find you anyway.”

Definitely slipping, just a little. Oh yeah—he likes that. Daddy. It rolls off the tongue way too easy. And damn, it sounds good. “If I agree, you’ll follow my rules. No arguments. If I say stop, you stop. If I say kneel—” “I kneel,” I whisper. “Total obedience,” he says again, testing me. “Yes, Daddy.” His pupils flare. He begins to circle me. “You’ll stand with your hands behind your back. Keep your eyes down unless I say otherwise. You stay silent until I give you permission to speak. Can you do that?”

“Obedience must be earned. Pain reminds you. Attention guides you. Every reaction is measured.” Aurelius pressed gently on the other side, amber eyes locked on mine. His touch was calculated, pressure enough to draw attention without breaking me. “Reward follows endurance. Pain teaches, obedience earns. You will learn to crave both. Awareness under heat, under touch, under scrutiny. That is the lesson.” Cassian remained steady, thumb moving along my inner thigh, grounding me. “Observe, endure, respond. That is the rhythm of obedience. That is your reward. That is your claim.”

Using the last of my strength, I stood up and immediately adopted a contrite posture. Chelsea then slowly lowered her raised hand that was undoubtedly about to strike me. I returned to the broom closet. The stinging pain of the alcohol disinfectant felt like shards of glass cutting through my entire body. Derrick slowly pushed open the door and disdainfully kicked the dog bowl of food toward my feet. "Dobey's leftovers. They're all Grade-A meat. Finish every scrap and don't you dare waste anything! Might as well let it do something for your body." I respectfully picked up the leftovers and bowed down to thank him. "Thank you, Mr. Carpenter."

So instead of fighting it or telling it off, I responded to its command. "All obstacle courses have the maximum time to finish in five minutes. Your goal is to finish all the courses lower than the maximum time. Any of you will fail the test, you'll receive the punishment." I answer here. Maybe I thought I wasn't listening earlier, I heard it over and over again.

"That's right. I know a few instructors from an etiquette school. They specialize in dealing with defiant and rebellious people. If he can endure the instructors' punishments, then we can feel at ease bringing him home with us." My parents hesitated, a trace of reluctance flashing through their eyes. "Cal, it's only a small test. Just bear with it," Mom said. I obediently nodded, my gaze still. Soon, two men dressed in black came in. One of them pointed the tip of an electroshock baton at my throat. I didn't dodge. I even leaned forward obligingly. Crackling sounds filled the air as the electricity shot through my veins like poisoned needles. It felt like I had something gnawing on my bones.