Obey Me Quiz Novels & Stories

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.

Like he’s shifting gears in a game I don’t understand yet. “Tell me,” he says slowly, “how far are you willing to go for survival?” I snort. “I’d marry a pigeon if it had health insurance.” Lucien doesn’t laugh. His head tilts slightly. “What about obedience?” “Depends. Are we talking ‘eat your vegetables’ obedience or ‘call me Daddy’ obedience?” That gets him. His eyes flash. He walks back over—closer this time. Not touching, but looming. Like he’s deliberately testing the space between us.

"What is it?" "The officiant is asking you a question, Josh," Abigail said as she eyed him puzzledly. She felt a flicker of awkwardness, and the guests were also confused by Joshua's reaction. Rubbing his nose, Joshua signaled for the officiant to carry on. Once again, the officiant asked, "Mr. Harding, do you take Ms. Mauser to be your wife?" Gripping Abigail's hand tightly, Joshua vowed, "I d—" Before he could finish his answer, someone else began shouting.

I asked even though some filthy part of me already guessed. My mind raced with images of him ordering me around making me drop to my knees right here in the kitchen sucking him off as payment. Jeez, I was disgusted with myself for how much that turned me on. He leaned in a little, his breath warm against my forehead. “You obey me Zara. When I say jump you ask how high. When I tell you to be at my door at a certain time you show up on time dressed how I want. No backtalk, no excuses and your body follows my rules just like the rest of this building.”

"He's such a pain in the ass. Even after the mods, he still sneaks out behind my back!" That night, Dad stopped outside my room and issued another command. "You're not allowed to sleep tonight. As punishment, stand outside your door and reflect on what you did wrong by sneaking out." I nodded and walked to the doorway, standing there without moving an inch. The next morning, Dad woke up and saw me still standing in the same position as the night before. Satisfaction appeared on his face. "That's more like it. You look much better when you're obedient," he said. "If you dare disobey me again, your punishment will be doubled."

I will be totally and completely submissive to his will. I will be open and honest at all times. Nothing can be held back from Tony. I will voluntarily report violations of any of these rules to Tony, without his asking me. Further, I will answer all of Tony's questions as truthfully and completely as possible. Initially I may have to work harder to overcome my uneasiness; however, I will not hesitate in answering. The answer to any question will flow naturally as soon as he asks. It will come as easily as though he can read my mind.

Another test of obedience. Desmond’s voice came through next, quiet, controlled. “Sienna, follow exactly what they ask. No mistakes. We have eyes everywhere.” “I understand,” I whispered. Gabriel’s text followed: Stay sharp. They can’t hurt you if you do exactly as we plan. Step after step, I obeyed. Every movement calculated. Every word controlled. Fear threatened to take over, but love kept me moving. Finally, the last message arrived: Bring yourself alone. They’ll return the children if all instructions are followed perfectly.

" Stay like this until I ask you to. Test number one Obedience." She bites her lip. Breathing heavily with his closeness bothering her. His hot breath lingering on her slender neck. Making chills to run down her spine. His voice raspy yet dangerous. " You stand if I tell you to stand. You sit if I ask you to sit. You fuc*ing twirl on my command and if I ask you kneel. You do without a word leaving your lips. Understood?" " y- es" She stutters to only feel his one hand on her bottom. Grabbing it a little tightly. Warning her.

I've just recently found out that I was switched at birth. Anthony Jefferson, the person who was raised in my place, and I end up joining an academic game show together—but he encourages everyone to ostracize me. "Sorry, Noah, but everyone on our team has a postgraduate degree. I don't think you'll fit in with us," Anthony says. Immediately, all the other contestants refuse to form a team with me. In fact, scathing remarks about me flood the internet, making me go viral. "Why did a brainless pretty boy like Noah Jefferson join an academic game show? He's obviously going to drag his teammates down!" "I heard he just returned to the family after spending his entire life in the countryside

He knew she was surely going to come back. "I'm gonna accept this job but on one condition, if you dare try any shit with me, I'm gonna cut off your d**k and feed it to the dogs. Trust me, I mean what I just said now" Hailey said, staring at him boldly.