She Rules, They Obey Novels & Stories

A chill ran down Amanda’s spine as Keith’s words hung in the air. Obedience. It was a word that grated against her independent spirit, a concept she had always resisted. “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice barely audible. Keith chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down her spine. “I mean that you’ve been running around thinking you can do whatever you please, without any consequences. You’ve been playing the game of spying, Amanda, and now it’s time to learn the rules.” He reached out and grasped her arm, his grip surprisingly strong.

Her breath hitched. “You are my assistant,” I said, leaning forward slightly. “You work for me directly, not for anyone else. You answer to my court, not theirs. You only have to obey me.” She nodded rapidly. “My people are not toys for them to move around as they please,” I added, my tone sharpening. “You are the leader of my team. If you allow them to treat you like that, how do you think the rest will see it? They will become afraid too. They will start obeying them instead of me.”

A world where love and connection were commodities to be rationed and regulated. "But the most important rule," he finally said, his voice breaking, "was obedience. Absolute, unquestioning obedience. It was the cornerstone of everything, the foundation upon which all else was built. A sub has to obey, without hesitation, without question. To disobey was to break the most sacred rules."

Her loud voice said. They turned to her immediately. “Drop your phones and bags here, “She said pointing to a corner in the room and they obeyed. “Now you can take your seat, “She said and they all sat down with Kenny sitting beside Rachel. “My rules are very simple and you must obey them. Rule no 1:No talking No2:No laughing No 3:No sleeping No4:No standing. Stay on your seat till this is over. No5:No smiling

They'd end up losing a lot of money! "What's the point in hesitating?! Remember, you're already subordinates to Leon. You must obey his orders without question. These are only the fundamentals! Superior's orders are absolute among the Shears!"

"I want you to listen carefully and remember what I say because I don't like repetition. Understand?" Jenna nodded. "1. You will always listen to me and obey me. 2. You will not argue with me about anything I do. Let me do whatever I want with you. 3. You will not run away. 4. You will be punished if you disobey. 5. You will not go anywhere unless I tell you to. If there are new rules, I will tell you. Remember them well, because if you don't obey them, your life with me will be very difficult. Are there any questions?"

She wore the shoe and turned to him for approval. “You’ve been a bad girl, Rachel. If I don’t punish you do you know what will happen?” “No sir.” “You will disobey me again. You read the contract, you know the implications of disobeying me?" he didn’t wait for an answer. “Because familiarity breeds contempt. You will disobey my rules again and I will not have that, do you understand?” “Yes, sir.” He reached out his hand to her. “Come here.”

She spoke and Lillian felt the rage flowing through her. “So this is what all this is about, right? Are you indirectly mocking me for not having a job?” Lillian fired and Nora crossed her hand. “Call it whatever you want, Lillian.” Nora said with a bitchy attitude and Lillian stepped closer to her. “Ladies, please, for heaven's sake. I am still trying to get some sleep. Why can't you two just behave normal for once, huh?" Mila cried out and moved closer to the ladies, who seemed like they were about to rip out each other's eyes.

This was my Plan B. I told Tina, "The rules for being a slave are simple, but like the rules of chess the implications are not. The first rule is that you must obey my every command without hesitation. The second rule is that you must never wear underwear unless I specifically tell you to. The third rule is that you must never allow yourself to orgasm unless I give you permission. The fourth and last rule is that you must always refer to me as 'Master' or 'Sir'. For the next two weeks you will follow these rules. All violations will be met with punishment." "I understand, Sir," Tina replied.

Cleia blinked, surprised, but obeyed. She stood up, less than half a meter away from him. Albert was much taller, and she had to tilt her head up to look at him. “You know I demand total obedience, don’t you?” he asked, his voice dropping even lower, almost a hoarse whisper. “In here, my rules are law. I speak, you obey. No questions. No delays. No excuses.” “Yes, sir,” she replied, her voice coming out a little weaker than she would have liked.