Obey Me X Mc Novels & Stories

I will do anything In my power to see you just smile I want you to prosper Come proper Even if that means I ain’t by your side Smile💔 By: Juice WRLD I stared at Mia without saying a word, my mind was running wild with thoughts and feelings. “You shouldn’t think too much!” Mia said drawing me from my crazy thoughts. I jumped in shock as she had startled me. I blinked repeatedly before looking at her. “ I ran away” I blurted with tears in my eyes.

The red car that Rasha was hiding in entered the location of one of the large mansions there. "Kevin, where have you been? Why are you just coming back? You think you can go to a nightclub all you want and spend your time there until the wee hours of the morning?" "Don't keep reprimanding me! I'm an adult and I need freedom!" The man named Kevin just looked away, while the woman who greeted him could only hold her head because she felt a headache. "My God, how can I get this rascal to obey me?" The woman groaned as she paced back and forth, then she glanced outside the house and gaped. "Someone please explain to me about this madness."

He yelled, hitting Wyatt with every being in him. "Jaime, stop it! Stop it please!" Layla begged as she tried to separate him from hitting Wyatt. Wyatt's friends tried to interfere but Mickey beat them to it, thankfully he was also a good fighter. The whole class became messy as Wyatt and Jaime engaged in a hot fight. After beating Wyatt's friends to a pulp, Mickey walked closer to Jaime and tried to separate him from hurting Wyatt the more. "Stop it, Jaime. That's enough, the one you gave him is enough to set his brain straight" Mickey said.

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.

If you strip right now, I'll know you trust me as a dom, and I'll share at least part of my plan with you. My heart pounded in my chest, a wild drumbeat echoing the club's distant rhythm. The promise in his words tugged at me, but it was more than that. He knew me too well. He understood how losing control terrified me, how it left me exposed and raw. Yet, this was the way he helped, the only way I craved being guided back to center. His dominance wrapped around me like a familiar chain, pulling me toward surrender. 'I gave you an order, Marina,' he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. 'So make up your mind. Are you my sub or not?'

When he finally spoke, his voice was quiet, but every syllable carried weight. “I haven’t forgotten,” he said. “But I don’t need to obey you anymore.” The words landed like a slap. Cyrus felt the sting in his chest before his brain even caught up. Obey? Need? Who the fuck did this kid think he’d become overnight? He pushed off the doorframe, stepping inside, letting the door swing almost shut behind him. The room smelled faintly of Elias clean laundry, that cheap citrus body wash he always used, and something sweeter underneath, something that still lingered from last night maybe. Cyrus hated that he noticed.

' His eyebrows joined together. "You're finally here, Zaykee," The man stated as soon as he reached Zaykee. 'The hell?! How do they know my name?!' Zaykee thought. The man looks at Zaykee's yellow eyes. "You can call me X. Moreover, I am expecting a lot from you. If you wish to master the alpha power, seek me." X spoke. "Are you..." Zaykee hesitated to ask, "the mysterious--" *Footsteps*

Serena obeyed at once. “I was wrong,” she said. Her voice was hoarse and mechanical. “I was disordered. I was selfish. I will be obedient. I will not resist.” “Again.” “I was wrong. I will be obedient.” The next clip showed her standing in a corridor with a tray balanced across both forearms, body swaying from exhaustion while an instructor corrected the angle of her shoulders with two fingers. Another showed her repeating courtesy phrases until the words blurred. Another showed her kneeling on chapel stone while a recording played nearby, forcing her to hear Lucien’s own name between commands to confess and begin again.

He mumbled, the defiance he had when he just walked in was no more. "You better do it. Go get me a cup of black coffee, no cream, no sugar." I ordered, he nodded and left. I hope I didn't do too much, the last thing I want is for him to come with a resignation letter.

Jack asks and all eyes turn to me. “Do it again” I clear my throat, uneasily “..the exact same way” “You are?” He furrows his brows. “Uh...nobody, I just thought I could help” I mumble quietly “Okay” he breathes, I can tell he doesn’t think it makes sense but he still says to the singer “Uh...Sharmayne? Let’s take it again from the top” Sharmayne nods and rises from the chair she was sitting in. I make my way to the drum pad machine, staring right at my toes as I feel so many eyes on me.