Request On Bended Knee Novels & Stories

Through cut fingers and burnt skin, I never complained, just wanting to serve him what he craved. But how did he describe it? Called it pathetic, beneath me, self-inflicted suffering. Seeing his cautious demeanor now, I smiled mockingly. "James, who are you trying to impress with this act?" He hid his hands behind his back, lowering his eyes to hide his disappointment, his forced smile bitter as he spoke hoarsely. "Rachel, I just want to apologize. Nothing happened with Sophie, she acted on her own today, I..." His phone interrupted him. It was Steven.

Volume returning to normal, he asked, “How are you? Are you okay?” My brow furrowed, my eyes narrowing as I tried to work out what the hell was happening right now. “I’m fine, thanks. Why? Shouldn’t I be?” “Isn’t it a customary when calling someone to ask how they are?” Aaaand the dick was back. But not for long, it seemed. “I’m sorry, Marissa. Forgive me, it’s been a long day.” Yeah, he was telling me. “That’s okay. How are you?”

My heart started hammering against my ribs so hard I was sure he could hear it. He looked down at the box, then back up at me, his expression softening into something so vulnerable it made my chest ache. He started to bend, his body beginning to sink into the classic, kneel. “Don’t,” I blurted out, my hand shooting out to grip his arm. “You don’t… you don’t have to get on your knees.” He paused, a flicker of amusement crossing his face. “It’s a protocol,” he teased gently, his voice rough.

"Kneel beside me." My heart gave a violent, sudden leap against my ribs. The command struck straight at the core of my submission, a direct request for me to take the lowest, most vulnerable position in the room. A wave of intense heat flooded my core, making my knees feel instantly weak, but I didn't hesitate. I couldn't.

She couldn't imagine what her life would be like without Shane by her side. "Grace, please agree to Grandma's request." Jackson knelt before Grace. It was all he could do at the moment, begging Grace to come back. He had been so proud of himself, so arrogant, and so selfish. However, now he let it all go; he lowered his pride by bowing at Grace's feet. Grace was in a dilemma. "Grace, please." Margaret also pleaded. "If you ask me to bow down, I will." Jackson began to prostrate himself repeatedly, banging his forehead on the floor.

I'll get on my knees in an instant if she asks me to. ************************************************

“Sir, perhaps it’s because you didn’t kneel.” Ol’ Joe’s found came through his earbuds. “You have to kneel on one knee. Only then can Madam feel your sincerity.”

The passersby that were walking around previously stopped, and had their phones out. "What are you doing?" She whispered, "stand up!" She whisper-yelled, her eyes darting around nervously "I can't remember a time in my life where I have ever gone on my knees, Lily," he said with a smile, and she resisted the urge to roll her eyes "but I'd gladly walk through fire, through a hall of shame, and I'd even go to hell if I could, just to earn your forgiveness. So, please, all I ask is that you give me the opportunity to do so. Please."

Does this mean that they have come to. " I told you to get my money ready... I really want to believe you have it now" "I..I ..I, please give me more time, I promise I'll give it to you, I just need to make more money, just give me some time pls" " What... I gave you time didn't I... I gave you a week which is already too much don't you think??" " Give more time, I promise I'll.." I continue to plead now on my knees crawling to his foot