Rules For Subs Novels & Stories

I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.

She glanced at the top: The Terms of Submission. Her hands were like ice as she picked it up. The rules were printed in heavy black ink, formal and terrifyingly clear. Ninety days. No safe word. Total obedience. No emotional claims. No outside contact unless permitted. All punishments must be accepted. All pleasure is earned. Breaking a rule will be met with discipline. Failure to complete the contract forfeits all inheritance. At the bottom were two lines: Signature and Witness. She looked up at him, her voice caught in her throat. “Is this real?”

She said handing us a piece of paper with the rules. Utopia Rules #1 No use of ANY magic nor VIOLENCE on peers #2 No sneaking out after curfew #3 Small animals ONLY(no larger than a cat) #4 No attacking humans #5 No Biting #6 No experimenting on peers(Only if allowed with an instructor.) #7 No flying upon 200ft #8 No Broomstick flying above 100 ft

“Girl I gotta tell the truth..you and I know that you didn't get laid with Denise because unfortunately she was almost killed” “No that's not it” “Yes thats it” They both begin to banter leaving Ava to watch them — she stood there watching as they bickered till the bell rung interrupting them. “Oh shit”. They both gasped — Zach quickly woke his boyfriend up. “Where are they going” Ava asked. “Its a school for Christs sake it fucking has rules they can't stay here they are boys even if Zach is a girl”. “That's not fair” Zach sneered.

I tell myself. Focus on breathing. This is what they taught me the past few days. How to feel grounded before a session. They also taught us what’s safe and what’s not. How to cautiously do impact play? Although each couple is different still they explained what are the general expectations from a Sub. What are my rights as a sub? How to communicate? Safe words and everything. Many of the rules sound bullshit, but I am tagging along just to find out where it takes me. Someone had told me. It’s just about how you want it. You can bend the rules a little as you please. But you must know the basics.

They exchanged blows and inflicted as much damage as possible until they reached their limits. Behind them, screams, curses, and blows could be heard as their subordinates fought each other relentlessly. Sam's men relentlessly pressed on, seeking out the mastermind behind the destruction of their headquarters, fueled by their anger and the determination to seek revenge. There was no pause given to express their pain. They mercilessly beat Joseph's subordinates without mercy. For them, life paid with life. Wounds paid with wounds. Pain had to be reciprocal.

He looked up when he heard me approaching, one eyebrow raised in quiet surprise. "I'll do it," I blurted before I could lose my nerve, my voice steadier than I felt. He raised his brow in amusement, letting the last smoke curl into the air. "I'll accept the offer." I cleared my throat. "But I have one rule. No catching feelings. No strings attached." Ace took another slow drag, then flicked the cigarette away. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, dark and knowing. "Crystal clear, sweetheart."

Because today entirely, every place and person connected with Han Gyoo-ryeon was the information value itself directly linked to her survival. “Yes, I will be back quickly!” “Thank you! Later I will pack the most delicious snack for you!” Around the time Assistant Manager Choi lightly waved his hand and moved away, Sion's voice was heard beyond the in-ear. [Shin, let's match a sign when we communicate in the future. Because there will be many situations where it's hard to reply.] “Since it will be hard to do it with words each time, mm... as for coughing, it will be troublesome if they think I am sick somewhere... with the meaning that I understood... I will do a yawn.”

Korr said smoothly, spreading his arms. “Submission rules. No killing.” A beat. “Other than that… anything goes.” His eyes locked on mine. “First to yield loses the round.” He gestured to the ground between us. “Right here.” Another beat. “Right now.” Silence slammed into the clearing. Heavy. Electric. Waiting. Every instinct I had screamed at me to think. To slow down. To not do this. "I accept!” The words tore out of me before reason could catch up.