Obey Me Novels & Stories

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.”

I had to make sure that I understood it correctly. "You have your option to back out," he reminded. "I won't force you unless you sign this contract, it means you agree to everything." But how he would explain it to his family once I backout? Is it that easy to replace me? "What kind of obey? I've been doing it since the moment I stoop my feet in your company," I said. He smiled. "That's different kind of obey. It's like we're playing a game, Iris. An obey punishments has rules and another consequence awaits if you fail to do it."

As soon as I was ready, I jumped onto the bed next to her and stripped off every item of clothing I was wearing. She regarded me with wary eyes, as if trying to decide whether or not to put her faith in me at that very moment. I instructed her to "do what they say," and she obediently carried out my directive. "Fighting them is a waste of time and effort on your part. Remember what I told you: if you disobey them or resist, they will hurt you even more than they have in the past. If you resist or disobey them, they will hurt you even more. Don't be concerned about what they want you to do; instead, focus on fulfilling all of their requirements. Okay?"

he exclaims , referring to my wordless head nod that I had given him a few seconds ago. “Five , you are to obey my every order” this is the rule that makes my inside crawl with fear. “So when I tell you sit , you sit. When I tell you kneel , you kneel. When I tell you kiss me , you kiss me” I begin to shiver , not because of the cool wind that is starting to roll in but due to the power that he wants to have over me. “I have a – a question…” I am to afraid to ask him a question ; I am unsure if I could. He nods at me , telling me to ask away.

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."

I'm sure I can't miss it. "Mia. Don't." He uttered with a tone of warning, and I just snickered in response. "Oh, I really will, sir." I countered, and he shook his head slowly while looking at me straight in the eyes. And, I could see him contemplating. Well, if he will obey me, maybe I could spare his balls, but I am not gonna spare his existence. "Then, let me go, and get off me. I'm gonna count to three." I ordered him with my ferocious tone of voice, and I am so damn ready. He will really regret it if he won't obey.

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.”

I HEREBY SURRENDER EXCLUSIVE RIGHT OF OWNERSHIP OVER MY BODY, MIND, SOUL TO MY MISTRESS. Whip! RULE NO. 2: I SHALL OBEY MY MISTRESS AT ALL TIMES. I SHALL HEED TO HER ORDERS, DEVOTE MYSELF TO HER NEEDS, SURRENDER TO HER WILL FOR AS LONG AS THE CONTRACT STANDS. Whip! Whip!

“Sacrifice makes us strong. Obedience makes us unstoppable. That is the future Amber entrusted to me. That is the future you will obey.” The pack stood silent, trapped between fear and despair.

It was a code that they had just talked about as they were packing up their clothes. In hypothetical situations, like they were kidnapped, because hey, it happens, they were going to know how to communicate with one another. Three taps means 'run'. Two taps means 'call the police'. One tap is 'okay', to show that you understand. Abby feels the tap on her wrist to signify that her mother understood the message. Abby is about to tap back twice when suddenly the front door slams closed, scaring both women. “Just where do you think you are going to live? How are you going to support yourself?” He asks her mockingly.