Obey Me Smut Novels & Stories

She would have liked to stop him from doing so but how can she do it when her body seems to be more dominant than her brain? The man played his tounge at her earlobes while its hands were busy on both sides of her boobs. The other one is shaping the right side while the other is playing the sensitive tip. "Yes," she faintly answered. It's supposed to be a mock but it came out as a moan. Right at that very moment, she knew she's doomed! She can feel the smirk from his lips below her neck. "How about here?" The man continued his question but this time, he lowered himself.

Do you understand? I could barely think, my mind reeling with the combination of fear and desire that pulsed through me. "Yes, Alpha," I breathed, my body writhing in a mix of ecstasy and desperation. "Good girl. "Now, for rule number four: You will obey my every command without question, no matter how depraved or shameful it may seem. Are you ready to serve your Alpha, little one?" He asked, removing his hand from between my legs and bringing his fingers to my lips, the scent of my own desire wafting up.

Stay obedient. Don’t touch that pussy. Just wait for my voice like the good girl you are.

He stretched out his arms to barrack her from advancing. “Don’t bother with the lights of her. Once the album comes out, and the song release you can show her, just what type of music you can write.” He whispered in her ears, and she calmed down. Tira Kim smirked, “Aren’t you two look cute together? Maybe the rumours about you two are true? Or else why would you help a child like her? It’s like, she’s just a child, Shun-Feng, and shouldn’t you be more interest in a real woman? You must have some sort of paedophilia taste.” As she lets out a disdainful sigh, mockery as it may seem. She walked passed them, and no longer wanting to waste anymore of her valuable time.

It was possible that a nutritious breakfast would lift my spirits so I crawled into the kitchen, prepared the food and started checking my phone while eating breakfast, initially I was very relieved to see that I did not have any missed calls from unknown numbers, but something caught my attention, it was a private message I received on F******k. “You want to believe that you love Isaac, but in reality you only feel sorry for him, you haven't managed to forget me and you won't either. You may want to make me jealous with him but let me tell you that I don't care in the least, anyway you are not going to last at all.”

“Please don't stop.” He chuckled darkly. “You don’t beg nearly well enough, baby girl.” And then—he delivered another sharp smack to my ass. I cried out, my body jolting forward. “Beg like a good little slut.” “I’ll do anything,” I whimpered. “Please, Sir. I need it. I’ll be good. I’ll obey. I just… I need to cum. Please make me cum.” He groaned, clearly affected. “That’s more like it.”

You will not touch yourself if I am not there, you will give me a call and I will see you, by call or in person 3. You will not sleep with anyone other than me until further notice 4. You will only cum for me. 5. If you are not comfortable with my practices, you will tell me and I will stop. 6. Every provocation has its punishment. 7. If you behave well, you will be rewarded. 8. You will move near me and satisfy all my desires. 9. Just you and me. I reread the list he'd just handed me and felt my cheeks heat up.

Not tonight. Not ever. “Let me teach you something slutty,” he said, eyes locked on me like he was reading every dirty thought in my head. “Sit at the table.” My breath caught. And I obeyed. “Drag your hand over your thigh,” he ordered. I swallowed and did exactly what he told me, my fingers gliding slowly over my skin. “Are you going to obey every word I say?” he asked, voice deep… dangerous. “O-okay,” I breathed.

My brain is currently too hazy with lust to properly grasp the emotions in his voice. I vowed that I’d never get turned on by this man ever again, but as his expert hands trail from my buttocks to my dripping sex, I writhe wantonly on top of him, sinking my fingers into the material of his shirt to keep my balance. “I will teach you to obey me, Little Caramel. I will teach you to always do as I say.” He slips his fingers into the slit of my pussy and I let my head fall forward, lifting my hips to give him better access.

I tried to ignore his requests. "How would you like your eggs?" I ask tartly. He smiles. "Slippery wet, hot, and energetically controlling. Now call me daddy, say it, or I'll make you pay here and now for disobeying me," Holy molly. He's making my private honey pot squirm in purified honey drops. He's making me so damn wet for just hearing his word. I need to obey him; I'm still sore down there even though I know I still want it; I like him.