Rules For Subs Novels & Stories

“If the pup wants to try, who are we to stop her?” Greg steps forward, his authoritative tone cutting through the murmurs of the crowd. “In case anyone needs a reminder of the rules…” He pauses for emphasis, clearly eyeing Christine and Bianca. “The aim is to get your opponent to submit. This will be conducted in human form. No claws or shifting of any kind. And absolutely no lethal force. Is that clear?” All three girls mumble their agreement. I can’t help but smirk. The last part was obviously a reminder for Zahra. She’s the only one remotely capable of lethal force, and with these two imbeciles, I’m sure it would be all too easy.

“You’ll understand the rules with time, but for now, there are three that are most important.” Her eyes lifted to mine. “Firstly, the submissive must be available anytime the dominant needs her. Secondly, the submissive must not have any sexual intercourse with anyone else. And lastly, there will be no strings attached. You must not develop feelings for me.” Her lips curled in disgust. “Don’t flatter yourself, Mr. Stroke. I’m never falling for you.” The words sliced through me like a blade. “Fine. Now sign the damn paper.” She grabbed the paper, ran her pen along the dotted line, and signed it.

Victor turned back to the page, his eyes scanning the draconian lines: By signing, the Subordinate grants total authority over his physical form to both Owners. This includes, but is not limited to, dietary restrictions(1), wardrobe mandates(2), and ritual sexual acts(3). Victor skipped to the footnotes. His blood went cold. (1) sexual Acts: The subordinate shall provide relief to both owners upon request, regardless of moon phase, time of day, or territory. This includes oral, primal, and penetrating sex. All encounters may be recorded for the private owner's archives.

"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."

*Subs discipline measures are only taken by their dom, in case of any misbehaving talk to the dom. *The main door is locked at 11pm every weekday and 1 am on weekends. *In case of any argument, the captain is referred to as the judge. *Fighting isn't allowed in the house. *BE CAREFUL, THE COACH DOES SUDDEN CHECK -UPS. I couldn't help but giggle at the last rule, they really act like a family. I don't appreciate the one about me and discipline thank you very much. Dante smiled back, his hand went up to my cheek caressing it like I'm the most precious thing ever.

______ initial 6d. The submissive will take care of themselves. They will maintain their health, hygeine and appearance. ______ initial 6e: Submissive will submit to sterilization to prevent pregnancy. _____initial Article 7: Closing Statement 7a: The Submissive will abide by all such rules in this contract. Breach of this contract will forfeit the protections it offers the Submissive. By signing this contract the Submissive agrees to all above. Signature of the Submissive: __________________________ Print of the Submissive: __________________________

I saw understanding and maybe even excitement in her eyes but needed the words. "If you understand, you may answer, Yes, Master." "Yes, Master. I understand the rules so far." Honey whispered in her submissive voice. Which reminds me. "When I use my Dom voice to command you at any time, you are my sub, and not my girlfriend. For the next year, you are my sub and these rules will apply. I won't abuse you. We will negotiate everything. Anything you are uncomfortable with we will discuss before it happens. I like to check with you during a scene as well to make sure you are doing fine. After we begin a scene, it will not stop until you use your safe words. Do you understand these new rules, Hon

While it sounded like a scary place, the rules that Amanda Lucifer implemented made him feel safe instead. As an omega, Soubi was always afraid of what alphas would do to the weaker second genders like him. The collar he wore was bought by his father who was worried about him getting marked by a stranger that he didn't want as a mate. Kenma was also sent to protect the snow fox demon but nothing assured Soubi more than the ten golden rules. 1. No rape and non-consensual sex. 2. All mate bonding and marking can only take place after both students sign a mate registration certificate.

“Either.” “Nonfiction. When we first went to the Denver club. One of the owners saw that we were clueless bastards and took pity on us. He gave us a stack of material to read so we knew the differences between what we wanted as dominants and what was expected in certain Dom/sub relationships. And I’ll admit, even from the start, I’ve been on the side of the fence where dominance is used as a sexual tool to heighten sexual experiences. I’m not into debasing a sub by using a cage or a pallet to sleep on or a shock collar. Or extreme pain games. Never been tempted by bloodsport or knife play or piss play or even breath play. If I knew subs who were into that stuff, I’d avoid them. But I’ll admi

Aria thought for a while before replying, "Let me think about it." Moderator 007: "I'll wait for good news from your side. I'll send you a copy of our rules and regulations as well as a list of benefits you're entitled to if you sign a contract with us. Feel free to go through them." Before Aria could reply, Moderator 007 had already sent three documents over. "Prohibited speech: The streamer must not direct viewers to another social media platform, and the streamer must not mention…" "Attire: The streamer must not wear clothing that is too…"