Your Obedient Servant Lyrics Novels & Stories

Ownership Intro- He was her master and she was her slave! "You’re mine,I own you.”He said with his deep hard voice. I nodded my head. "If only you can just be obedient I can make you feel good.” He tilted his head down at me smiling and smirking. “All you have to do is listen and obey. Do I make myself clear?”He orders and I swallowed hard. My whole body tense as i stared up at him, his authoritative voice so sound and strong as he made his statement.

“You’re having breakfast with me and no one else. You hear me?” I hate that I nod, defeated. And how easily my body chooses obedience over resistance. “Your words, Princess.” “Yes.”

“I grow weary of those who try to manipulate me. Those who cast me as a savior. A servant. An obedient pawn. Half truths are just manipulations. Telling me things to push me around.” “Your criticism is fair. I do not wish you harm. I am only a servant to my master, I do not have the power to manipulate. Even the power that places me here is not mine, only given for this mission.” “Say your piece. I make no promises on heeding your words, but you shall say them, as I fear I have no choice in the matter anyways. Both of us are forced here without our permission.” “I am not forced, my child. I serve my Goddess willingly.”

“Someone who believes obedience is rewarded.” “Yes, Alpha.” “What if I told you,” I murmur, grabbing his member through his pants, “that obedience can be… very rewarding?” He tried to hide it, but I caught his breath hitch. He takes a small step back. “I—I cannot.” I arch a brow. “Cannot?” “I serve you,” he says quickly, “but not like that.” How cute. He actually thinks he has a choice. I step closer again, invading his space. “Refusing me is a dangerous thing.”

She sings a hymn of praise to the Lord while David prays. "Father in Heaven, I only like to obey Your Commandments to do good works as a manifestation of my faith in Jesus Christ. I accept this task because You have always responded to my prayers. And I am so happy that You are my God. I am Your work of art; You signed it. I have Your fingerprint on me. Never will there ever be another person like me.” David continues,

“Please… yes, I deserve—” “Wrong answer.” Fingers twisted my left nipple hard, eliciting a cry from me. “You don’t deserve anything. You obey. That’s the only reason I give you anything.” My head fell back as shame burned deeply in my gut. “Yes… yes, I’ll obey—” “Good girl.”

He said and gritted his teeth, accentuating his words as I felt his grip tighten. "Serves you right for what you did to me," I barked insisting respect begets respect. Fair and equal. "Will you not really learn how to obey me? I told you, my precious, you have no power against me," he said while glaring at me. Strikingly, I responded, "Obey you it is. Surrendering to you was never a choice for me. It will only happen if death delivered its final verdict upon my soul." I was trying to free my hands but instead, drew his face closer and I felt the burning heat of his body, the same as that thing.

Not one of them so much as hesitated. “We serve Lord Demi,” was all they said, in tones so flat and hollow they made my blood run cold. “We owe him everything. We are loyal to him alone.” Loyalty. I let out a sharp, bitter laugh that hurt my raw throat. That was not loyalty. Loyalty was given freely, born of respect and gratitude. This was fear. I saw it in the way their hands trembled when they spoke his name. In the way they flinched at distant footsteps. In the way they hurried away as soon as their work was done, as if the very air in this house might infect them. He had not won their devotion—he had broken them until they had no choice but to obey. Just as he had broken me.

OCTAVIUS POV "We might as well pledge ourselves as well," Kohn says as the surprise from the rejection clause fades away. Lucifer nods, and both of them move from behind the desk. "Jannah," Kohn says, and his daughter moves to his side. Beerus once again moves forward on our mind, and I brace myself for the uncomfortable feeling of merging with them. "Do you three pledge yourselves to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I ask, and Jannah shivers from the power laced through my words.

"When Christ shall come, with a shout of acclamation, And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart. . ." Judas' heart couldn't hide the discontent he felt when he found his boss standing there by the window. Who else was outside the windows?—he knew that well and he wondered how all of a sudden his boss would stare at his daughter, listening to her voice. He pursed his lips, not liking the view. The servant bowed to him slightly and left the two men alone, smiling at the voice of her mistress. "Then I shall bow, in humble adoration, And then proclaim, my God, how great Thou art. . ."