Rules For Subs Novels & Stories

"Now, let's review the new rules, shall we?" My mind raced with anticipation. What would these new rules entail? How far would he go? I bit my lip, torn between excitement and apprehension. "Rule one," Sebastian began, his voice low and commanding. "You will address me as 'sir' at all times whilst we play. Failure to do so will result in immediate punishment." I nodded, my pulse quickening. "Yes, sir," I responded, my voice barely above a whisper. "Rule two: You will obey every command without hesitation. Disobedience or sass will earn you a spanking. The severity will depend on my mood."

Owen praised, while demonstrating her figure with his hand, and Carson chuckled. “Man! Calm down a bit. You're definitely becoming worse than I thought. How about the girl you met two weeks back at the ice cream store? Don't tell me you broke up already.” Carson inquired with his voice echoing with sarcasm. “You know the rules, man. We don't fall in love, and she wanted more than it should be. I had to break it off.” Owen answered, without feeling remorseful for a bit. “I see. So, who is the new girl now, huh? Because I know you haven't been single for a whole week. That's not possible.” Carson added and stared at his direction with a smile on his face.

I was eighteen, legally an adult, and the way he was looking at me right now made that very, very clear. "Jake." His voice was deeper than I remembered. Without breaking eye contact, he ran the towel over his face, then down his chest. "Good to see you. Devon said you'd be joining us." "Yeah." My voice came out strained. I cleared my throat. "Thanks for having me, Mr. Chen." He looked amused for a moment, "You're eighteen now. Marcus is fine." Marcus. He said it, slowly, like he was daring me to use his first name, to cross that invisible line between kid and adult.

Only the rules will be changed. *****

I commented. Eun-woo ignored me as he continued, “Rule 4: Don’t approach me just because you wanted to; Rule 3: Don’t try to talk to me if it’s not something educational-related; Rule 2: Don’t act as you know me personally; And most importantly, Rule 1: Never let anyone we’re step-siblings no matter what.” “Whoa… look who’s talking,” I mocked him. “Aren’t you the one doing as you pleased between the two of us?”

“Yes, my way. Now, listen.” “Okay. All ears.” He lays his back on the couch and placed his legs up above the the couch, folding his arms. His socked feet were almost brushing my body. “Rule number one, this is fake.” “Yeah. I never said it was real.” “Let me finish. I mean fake fake, no romance, no intimacy. No flirting, no touching. Unless handshakes for agreement or formal hugs for filming.” I looked at his face and he was grinning. “What? This isn't funny.”

“Yeah, save us with your intelligence. Don’t let us fail this quiz.” I grinned at both of them. “Only if I can, haha.” They knew me too well. Cheating? Not in my vocabulary. Any kind of cheating was absolutely off-limits. “Number one…” Mr. Landers began, and I immediately stopped smiling. Focus, Reign. You need to ace this quiz. Serious mode activated. “Reign, save us! Please, have mercy on us!” Chris whispered dramatically, hands raised in mock pleading. I gestured sharply at him to be quiet. He pouted immediately. Nice try, Chris. Your pleading face will not work on me today.

Why didn’t I think of that sooner? I made my way toward the stairs and started walking up, reciting all the rules I had learned as a submissive. I was not supposed to make eye contact with any of them. My voice had to be an octave lower than theirs, and I was not supposed to speak unless spoken to. I had to be careful with my words to avoid offending them.