Obey Me Mc Novels & Stories

"Kian, you don’t understand. My mom… she’s always been like that. Ever since I was a kid, she has controlled every part of my life. "What I wore, who I was friends with, what I studied—it all had to follow her decisions. Olivia, too. She’s long gotten used to obeying. "I tried to push back, but it was useless. In this family, other than my late father, no one could stand up to her. "So when she proposed that ridiculous test, Olivia didn’t dare object, and I didn’t dare speak up for you either. I was afraid… afraid she’d turn her anger on me.

Damn, that felt good. "That's what you get when you don't do what I say," he rasps, his voice a deep mix of irritation and smugness. But I wanted him to spank me again, so I fought against his grip once more, and this time he slaps my pussy. I moan out loud, arching my back further as my eyes roll to the back of my head. I am on cloud nine, and my body eagerly craves the sensations he gives me. "You're enjoying this too much," I hear him say, but his tone holds no annoyance, just fascination. "You're going to regret disobeying me if you keep that up."

“I’ll be your dominant. From now on, you obey me. No questions. No hesitation." Her body stiffened. “You want me to obey you? Like a servant?” I chuckled darkly. “Not a servant, Mia. My submissive. My woman. You’ll do what I say, when I say it.” Her breath hitched, and she pulled back slightly, staring at me. "That's.... too much. I can't do that." I chuckled darkly. "Too much? Those were the rules of the games Mia. You agreed to them when you played."

Obey me • Sofia, David, and Levio they are my friend, you need to respect them and listen to them • No swearing, no cursing, no getting out or sneaking out, no smoking, no drugs, no drinking underage • When I sign you in the school, I want good grades No D No F No C • You are not allowed to get friends or Girlfriend • You have to be straight or I'll make you. The end ." He ignored my comment and enumerated his rules " Ohh wow... You dream if I do all this ." " Really?" " Yep... I'm not your slave, I'm your brother." " You are not my BROTHER, You are trash the fate throws it in front of me." " No." " Yes, you are nuts, stupid, selfish, loser, a pain in the butt, burden, trash."

That's all it took to put him down like a dog with a big bark and no bite. I looked at his distorted form and yelled in his face. This is the millionth and one time I've put you on your ass in a fight, and you still think I am unworthy! The scars that line my body were each obtained from the fate I survived and the battles I've won. I have earned the trust and respect of every man except you in this building, and I don't care if I earn your respect; what I need from you is your obedience… I crunched to his level and stared into his confused eyes. The malice I felt towards this man was mirrored in my orbs... I need you never to forget to obey the queen. In this sick game of chess we call life

he murmurs near my ear, “I won’t quench it, no matter how you try to provoke me.” My breath stutters. I try to pull away, but his hold tightens instantly. Damn, he is too strong. “You will stay still when I’m talking to you.” The command lands heavy, final. I glare up at him, chest heaving. “You always want me to obey,” I snap, anger and frustration tangling in my chest. “But you never listen to me.” He leans closer, his presence swallowing me whole. “Because all you need to do,” he says calmly, cruelly, “is obey.”

But the way she leaned forward, gripping my chin so tight her manicured nails pressed crescents into my skin, burned the words into me like a brand: “Say little. Obey. Dance to his music.” That was her golden rule. Her number one commandment. She repeated it so many times that night I could hear it in the rhythm of my pulse. Speak little. Obey. Dance. To. His. Music. I pressed my lips together in the dark window, staring at my reflection. Her reflection, not mine.

Rei’s POV “Do you understand, magomusuko?” The word slithered through the speaker, cold and mocking. My grip tightened around the phone until my knuckles turned white. Every part of me wanted to hurl the damn thing across the room. “Yes,” I answered, even though the word tasted like poison. Because that’s all I ever did around him—obey. Obey. And keep obeying. “That’s good. That’s good,” he chuckled. “It’s nice that you’re not as hard-headed as your siblings.” He laughed.

What was happening to me? You’re finding satisfaction in obedience, the small voice in the back of my head murmurs. Just give in and let yourself become his toy. It’s what you were made for. For a moment, I tried to deny what it was saying, but at the moment, that was exactly how it felt. Obeying Allister left me with nothing but pleasure and euphoria, and it helped me forget the one that hurt me the most. ‘Yes,’ I whisper, suddenly wanting to fully give in and forget. ‘I do.’

“So shut the fuck up and let me focus!” “NO!” Lycus yells, and his roar echoes in my ears like he’s actually outside of me now. “I WILL NOT STAND FOR YOUR DISOBEDIENCE ANYMORE!” “You are not my master,” I tell him through gritted teeth. “I will never obey you--”