Rules For Littles Novels & Stories

His praise for my good behavior gave me goosebumps. "Now if you were to break a rule, one that I've clearly stated and has been understood by you, there will be punishments. Now the first rule you already know. You must verbally answer me and say Daddy. The second rule is you cannot cum without permission. This is going to be a bit harder especially in the beginning. Third, you be honest with me. If something makes you uncomfortable, use your safe words. Talk to me. I can't be a good Daddy Dom to you if you don't talk to me. I'm not a mind reader, little one. Fourth, you count with me. If I say to count or start to count, you count with me. And for right now we'll keep it simple and stick wi

"Rule two. Keep your mouth shut. You see something, hear something you pretend you didn’t. You don’t talk to anyone about anything." My heart thudded harder. I know he never wanted me here at first, and he was doing all of this so he could satisfy his father wh "Rule three. If there’s a fight, you stay out of it. No screaming. No crying. You stay quiet." I swallowed. "Rule four. My friends are off-limits. You don’t talk to them. Don’t look at them. Don’t even breathe around them unless I say so." I felt my fingers dig into my skin. There was no point living anymore then?

The only source of light now was the full moon, street lamps, and light from the bulb and it was less crowdy. From the distance, I saw a woman holding her little girl as they sauntered and another man jogging downtown. Somewhere down the street, a rap contest and crowd cheers sounded. I was humming a song as I walked now half-conscious of my environment. …I’m ain't your son. You ain't my father. So just sleep off if you want to and stop getting me worried. Worried. Worried...

He continued. “Rule number one; don’t you fall in love with me.” His eyes flipped up to me. “Crystal clear,” I said. “That would never happen.” “Good. That is the most important part, and that was why I made it the first rule. You can add your own rules when you are done going through them. When you are done, we can all sign and I will introduce you to my father.” “What about my child?” “I added nothing about her there because I do not know if you would want me to adopt her or not. Whatever decision you make regarding that is okay with me.”

"Because when I'm with you, I feel something I haven't felt in years. You make me want to be better. To try harder. To actually live instead of just exist." "Richard..." "I know you're scared. I'm scared too. But I think we could be something amazing if you'll give us a chance." She closes her eyes, and I can see the war happening inside her. Logic versus desire. Safety versus risk. When she opens her eyes again, the decision is made. "Okay." "Okay?" "Let's try this. Whatever this is. But we have rules." "Name them." "No one can know at work. Complete professionalism when we're in the office."

I turn the last page where the rules ends and boldly written is five most important rules to read over them again. I rest my back on my pillow and pull out my pen from the side of the file to asterisk each of them. Rule one: Obey your superior at all times. Rule two: Always be on time. Rule three: Adhere to every rule stated in the rule guide. Rule four: Be on your best behaviour/no rebellion. Rule tive: No cheating to get ahead. Cheaters will be automatically eliminated. I hope to follow these rules just like the others in the ten weeks of the trial.

he replied with a wink, he meant my one-lifetime mistake but he's not letting it go. Marco got in and saved me from further embarrassment, he took a seat facing me and smiled, Felix finished writing my limits before he turned to Marco's rules for me. "Call me daddy, obey and do what you're asked to, eat three times a day, no sweet without asking me first, nap every day, bedtime is ten, no alcohol except for special occasions, no cursing, no hiding things from me, be respectful with other, don't hide things from me, tell me in case of breaking any rule." Those were Marco's rules nothing crazy.

I say with a wink enjoying seeing him go to a red flushed tone. "What's your next question?" I ask him with a smile now. "What are my rules?" he asks me. "Well, your rules include your bedtime, eating the food we give you, dressing up as we want, not hiding things from us, calling us daddies, and always staying safe for the sake of our sanity," I say making him chuckle at the last one, he's one naughty baby boy.

After the 'act' with Lilly in her room, the girl listed a lot of ground rules. Some of which I was not able to catch because I was still shocked by the fact that the girl was a good actress. By the time she was done, we had taken over three hours and I was only able to scam three rules. ' Don't mess with my hair: You're not allowed to touch it no matter what Always be at my Beck and call: If I call you and you don't answer, we have a problem. And last one which I found very absurd,

~𝙍𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙈𝙮 𝘿𝙤𝙢~ Lucien read them all while twirling a strand of Noah’s hair. 1. No punishing Noah when he’s actually sad. Only when he’s bratting. 2. Ask Noah before denying physical affection. 3. Never raise your voice at Noah (it'd scare me). 4. If Noah cries during punishments, Daddy must check if he’s okay. 5. If Noah’s unhappy, Daddy must fix it immediately. 6. No leaving the house without kissing me first. 7. Daddy must cuddle Noah after sex, no exceptions.