Her Dominant Doctor by Bella Jackson

such a brief timespan had Thomas mesmerized and besotted. “I will. Thanks again, Thomas. I had a great time tonight.”
    He nodded his head. “As did I, Annie. Good night and sweet dreams.” Thomas waited in place until she closed the door and he heard the lock turn. Good girl. Satisfied, he walked back to his SUV.
    Driving home, he had a smile plastered on his face and he could not suppress it if he tried. His mind wandered to thoughts of Annie the entire ride home, determining that she was perfect for him in so many ways. He thoroughly enjoyed her warm and witty personality. He was attracted to her intellect and passion. Her vulnerability brought out his alpha-male tendencies. Her reactions to those moments when he let his dominance show were perfectly submissive. She was the whole package, everything he could want. Wrapped up in a sexy, lightly freckled redhead.
    Thomas knew that his attraction to Annie was intense and he feared that she may not be as submissive as he suspected. If that were the case, then it would be difficult for him to pursue her. Being a dominant was as natural as breathing to Thomas. His need to control and possess a woman had always been strong, but never had he felt such a complete need to dominate a woman as he did Annie.
    If Annie were his, the things he would do to her, show her, and experience with her would be purely divine. He knew her spirit was as hot and feisty as that flaming auburn hair that sat thick and straight on her shoulders. She would challenge him and his need to exert control over her and he would meet that challenge head on and, in the end, conquer her. He would teach her that to be conquered did not mean she was defeated; rather, it would be an ascension of her soul to be free. To be his.
    As he crawled into bed, he imagined what it would be like to have her as his own woman, as a lover, and as a submissive. It was the first time he really understood how a deep emotional connection between two people could change the dynamic of a D/s relationship to something otherworldly. As his mind started to quiet, he pictured one of his fantasies with Annie as the star of the show.
    “Annie, kneel before me so I can explain your punishment.”
    Annie, completely naked except for the thick leather collar around her neck, fell to her knees. Thomas was proud of her perfect posture. Her knees were spread wide as her soon-to-be spanked ass sat on the heels of her feet. Her hands were placed delicately palms up on her creamy thighs and her head bowed in a perfect display of submission. She was beautiful and she was his.
    “My pet, you were a naughty girl today. Why were dishes and vacuuming more important than following my instructions to stay in bed and rest? You are still recovering from surgery.”
    Thomas could see the conflict written all over her face as she tried to compose an answer. He knew that Annie knew there was no excuse that would be satisfactory. Despite his disappointment, he could not stop the small degree of happiness that she gave him a good reason to punish her. He wanted to spank her and see firsthand her reaction to corporal punishment. It would play an important part in their relationship.
    “Do you have an answer for me, Annie? Do you really think housework is more important than your recuperation? Do you, my love?”
    “No, sir.” Her voice was subdued.
    “And yet you decided to defy my specific instructions regardless, is that correct?”
    “Yes, sir, I’m sorry, sir.” The tears slowly streamed down her cheeks. Neither they, nor her remorse, would deter him from holding her accountable for her disobedient actions.
    “Do you understand that you must be punished for this infraction?”
    Annie’s head rose and her tear-filled eyes showed regret and resignation. “Yes, sir, I do understand. I’m sorry for not obeying you. I deserve to be punished.” Her voice was thick with tears.
    Thomas was thrilled with her penitent response and the contrite expression