Obey Me Quiz Novels & Stories

I tasted shame and acceptance and found them both strangely nourishing. After hours of drills, sweat, and measured strikes, Corin gathered us in a circle. “Obedience is not blind,” he said, his voice low and authoritative. “It is chosen. You will choose to obey because you want the order to hold you when your self won’t. Remember that.”

The adrenaline rush through her system of his dark expression towards her and she hoped she hadn’t gotten on his bad side already. “I never wanted to do this, but I guess I have to. I will be initiating some certain rules. Rules you have follow, and once erred earned you a punishment, one that won’t be nice at all. And the first rule is for you to learn how to OBEY ME!”

I wonder what they mean by that. "Are you there?" She asks me in a loud voice. "Yes, yes, I am here. I heard you", I chant, blinking again to process everything and to think of what to do next. I should start by becoming obedient since he is next in line to my employer who is his mother. Then I will no longer reply to every single thing he says to me and I will nod my head like I used to do to the doctor in respect. It wouldn't take anything off my body, I can only be furious when Antonio begins to take pride in me being his worker

I need to know just how deep this nightmare is. Max leans forward, placing his glass on the table between us, he furrowed his brows at me. "First rule, You will never question me. I am your husband and your Lord, and you will do as you are told. No arguments, no resistance." I clench my hands together in my lap, my nails digging into my palms. The idea of obeying him, of submitting to him after everything he’s done, makes me want to scream at him. But I say nothing. I’m too afraid of what might happen if I push him too far.

“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."

I asked. "I think you should. They can't disobey you but they can disobey me." He replied and I chuckled evilly. How would someone under my reign as the leader disobey me? Such was indirectly craving death. "I'll give you my order and you'll relay the message to them. Anyone that doesn't comply, you can let me know." I said and whispered into his ears. He nodded in the affirmative and left my presence.

With my expression, he can tell I’m lost. “You need to keep one thing in mind, little fox. I call the shots. You do exactly as I say, and you might just get a reward. No questions asked. Understand?” I bob my head up and down, “Y… Yes, sir.” I know I’m supposed to obey his earlier command, but I just don’t know how. “I’m sorry, sir. I don’t know how to touch myself.” As soon as the words fall from my lips, he covers the distance between us, and I see him standing between my legs.

His PA also took his position. The meeting began. Mr Brown was trying to convince me to buy stocks from him. He had my attention but then it slipped when I noticed the looks his PA was giving Enzo, I tried to ignore to be professional and I did I was able to control myself for while. "Enzo," I called out to him, "Come sit next to me, I have to make sure you are taking down the minutes correctly." "But I am," he mumbled. I turned to him with a raised brow, he knew better than to disobey me. He murmured something I couldn't hear before coming to sit next to me.

“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.”

I swallowed hard, trying to force down the rising tide of bile and panic, waiting with bated breath for the executioner’s axe of his words to fall. "Behave yourself. Be obedient." The words hit me like a physical blow, and I couldn't stop the fierce, instinctual scowl from twisting my features. My eyebrows knitted together in a tight, furious line, my lips curling in immediate distaste. Behave? Be obedient?