Obey Me Novels & Stories

Afterward, his tongue found her pussy again. "I… am sorry." she choked out. She could barely breathe, let alone speak. Her need had taken everything out of her. "What happens when you do not obey me?" He asked. She stammered out the answer, "I…I get punished." "That's right. So why do you disobey the rules when you know this?" "I didn’t mean to, please. I won’t do it again." “Stay right where you are and do not touch yourself. If I catch you doing that, I will whip your butt until you can’t walk. Do you understand me?”

“Listen, slave, never disobey or let your master go unhappy. Your duty is to obey my every command and make my life as easy, comfortable, and pleasurable as possible. My desires and needs come first. You will heed, gratify and serve your owner. You've to worship me and my body. And don’t even dream of pinnacling from the bottom, by doing sloppy work or being disobedient. You will get punished. Am I clear?” She nodded “Baby girl, The next time you did this again, I vouch I will get rid of you, once and for all” Do you understand?” I notified her. “Yes, sir” she uttered. I laugh viciously as I stood up. Pleased and seeing the way she was.

Amelia thought and starts reading the file and her eyes got widen as she starts reading some rules. Rules you must to follow 1.Never disobey your boss 2. Always be polite with him 3. Have to do whatever he commands 4. Have to accompany him wherever he ask.. 5. Never question back 6. Have to come at office even he ask to come in offday.. 7. Have to make his meal at at morning and afternoon 8. Most importantly have to call him" Your Dream Boy" 9. If you disobey any of those rule you have to pay 5 billion dollars.

"Why do you keep quiet?" "I learned a long time ago that it doesn't matter if I beg or not... The more I begged, the more they pleasured me... So I stopped, just as I got used to the pain. I don't have to feel anything. I don't have to think, I just have to obey." I answered the truth I'd learned during my years of life. "It's the only thing they can order you to do, but you'll never do it... Even if I tell you to moan into my hands, you won't..." My Master then leaned over. "Look at me." I obeyed, raising my face. "That's called pride..."

No matter how they bullied me or abused me, I never resisted again. When the electroshock baton was finally pulled away, smoke rose from my throat as I collapsed limply onto the bed. Tyler stared at me in disbelief before demanding, "Don't stop! I don't believe he's actually learned to be this obedient!" The men, who were actually thugs, exchanged a look before handing me a bottle of sulfuric acid to drink. Everyone was convinced I would finally tear off my "facade of obedience" and start raging about the injustice like I used to. However, I simply flashed an eerie smile and parted my lips.

“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.

My summons, whether by text, call, or direct command, is to be answered immediately, regardless of time or circumstance. Rule 2: Attire. You will not wear underwear in my presence. Your wardrobe will be curated by me. You will wear only what I provide for you. Your body is to be displayed as I see fit. Rule 3: Obedience. You will obey my every command without question or hesitation. Hesitation will be met with punishment. Obedience will be rewarded. Rule 4: Pleasure. You will not touch yourself sexually without my express permission. Your orgasms belong to me. They are a reward to be earned, not a right to be taken.

My muscles lock. “Look at you,” the elder says softly. “Still loyal.” My heart pounds against my ribs. Wild. Angry. “I will kill you,” I swear. The elder chuckles. “Not yet.” The symbol flares brighter. A voice fills my head. Low. Ancient. Obey. I grit my teeth until pain slices my gums. “No,” I whisper. Obey. I think of Aria. Her voice. Her strength. Her fire. Obey. I scream.

“You have to help me. The school has published everything about Linda's presence during the festival. If she doesn't come, it will affect the reputation of the school.” He smirked. “You're concerned about the school?” he asked. “Yes,” I said and it was half true. “I’ll do it,” he paused, settling into his seat. “If you agree to obey me, I'll help you bring Linda.” Every instinct screamed trap but I played along. “Define ‘obey.’” “Simple. When I ask something of you, you comply. No tantrums, no defiance. Just family unity. You’ve played the rebel role for too long and that's enough.”

“Don’t move!” I ordered him like I’m his master and he should obey everything that I say. I just want to know something and this is the only way to find that out- I mean this can be a crazy way but I still want to do this. I'm really having a hard time believing everything and I want to satisfy myself and prove it to myself on my own.