THE SEX DOCTOR (HIS SUBMISSIVE)18+

The gate to Marcus’s Mansion automatically opened and he zoomed in. He made a swift turn of the wheel in the car while it turned simultaneously to the garage where he packed it.

Marcus heaved a sigh before he turned off the engine of the car. He unlocked the doors before he stepped down from the car and slammed the door back close.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Ann opened the door and she alighted from the car along with him. “Hey, my bag is in there”. She pointed out as she noticed him strolling into the penthouse.

He stopped right at his track before he brought out the key from his pocket and turned. He stretched forth his hand towards the direction of his car before he pressed a button in the car key.

The car made a flashy sound before the back boot automatically opened.

Marcus turned and proceeded his movement towards the penthouse until he got to the door and was stopped again by Ann’s voice.

“Ain’t you gonna help me with my bag?”. Ann asked, feeling pissed that he didn’t care to help her out. He had been acting cold towards her throughout their ride back here; he didn’t care to utter a statement, not even a small query nor anything which kind of annoys her.

Onhearing Ann’s statement, he ignored her, leaving her behind while he proceeded into the penthouse.

“What kind of man is he? So heartless”. Ann muttered angrily. “Tsss”. She hissed out in frustration before she strode to the car backside and toiled out her luggage from the car. She groaned angrily as the weight of the luggage pulled her hand down which made it land on the ground. “FUCK it!”. She cussed out of anger before pulling out the handle of the bag and began dragging it along with her while its tiny tires rolled on the ground as it simultaneously followed her from behind.

She arrived at the door and heaved a sigh of relief before she strode in. She glanced at every wall and beautiful designs that surrounded the walls of the house; from the chandelier to the paintings on the wall and to the little bar at the edge of the sitting room. This wasn’t her first time here, but it felt like it was her first even though she didn’t notice any changes in the house.

She strode into the sitting room and sat on the white soft coach while she waited for Marcus as she didn’t see him anywhere around. She released the luggage she was holding and allowed it to recline on the coach for support before she placed her hand on her lap, waiting in anticipation.

She looked around the sitting room, but still couldn’t find Marcus around. She heaved a deep sigh while trying to occupy her thoughts with the fact that she was seated on a comfortable soft coach unlike her apartment that had none.

Using the tip of her finger, she tapped her lap calculatively, hoping he might show up at anytime soon.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting”.

Marcus’ deep voice resonated the walls which made Ann shudder and jolted her attention to him while he strode into the sitting room.

She stood up from the coach and straightened herself to avoid wrinkles on her clothes. “No problem, sex doctor”. Ann said, trying to fake a calm voice even though the tone of reverberating anger was in her voice.

“Miss Ann I have rules”. Marcus strode towards her and stood at her path as he said.

“What… what… what… what rules?”. Ann stuttered in response.

“Rules of being my submissive “. Marcus replied calmly.

She scoffed then folded her arms across her chest,”May I know the rules?”. Ann asked and just as Marcus was about to speak, her phone vibrated through her pocket. “A minute “. She excused herself before she lowered her head and pressed her hand against the pocket to find her phone. She breathed heavily when she had found it before she dipped her hand into the pocket and brought out her phone. “One missed call from Silver”. She exclaimed as she lingered her eyes on her phone screen that reviewed the alert of a missed call from Silver. “I need to call her”. Ann said.

“Rule number one Ann”. Marcus growled before he yanked the phone off her hand.

“Heyyy!”. Ann yelled.

“No making calls and in fact, no phone”. With that, Marcus lifted his hand upward before he released the phone from his hand and it landed on the ground, broken into pieces.

Ann glanced down at her broken phone, frozen at a moment with her mouth gaping open in the process. She averted her gaze to Marcus angrily.

“Hey!!! That’s my phone you motherfucker”. She yelled out.

Without any caution, Marcus’ hand flew through the air so fast and caught her squarely on the side of her cheek.

She gasped and brought her hand to her cheek to feel her skin, shock busted through her at the brutal attack. “You pussyface face!!!”. She screamed as she felt her face begin to burn due to the assault on her left cheek.

“Rule number two, you will address me as master and not by my name anymore”. Marcus said.

“Master??! I am not your slave!”. Ann yelled while she tried to protest.

“Well you are now… the contract you signed stated it”. Marcus chimed in and her jaws dropped open in disbelief. “Rule number three…”

“I am not your fucking slave you darn!”. Ann yelled as she caressed her red brutalized cheek to ease the pains.

“You just earned yourself a punishment”. Marcus said and she gasped shockingly; like is he really being serious about this?. “Rule number three, starting from today, you won’t be seen with any clothes on”. He said as he took a step forward, erasing the space between them before he grasped the tip of the dress and tore them apart, leaving them hanging around her waist while her hand flew up to cover her chest.

“I didn’t sign up for this”. Ann yelled, feeling embarrassed and a cringe all over her abdomen.

He scoffed as if he cared,” Rule number four”. He said while he leaned in closer while his hand went behind her back to unhook her bra. “You’re to wake up as early as seven o’clock in the morning, to submit to your master like a true whore you’re”. Marcus said as he released the hook of her bra and leaned backward.

Ann shuddered as her muscles tensed up, still covering her chest with her hand. “I am not a whore!”. She retorted.

Marcus heaved a sigh and took a step backwards,”I will just leave you for today, since it’s your first day here, you need to rest”. He said. “Follow me”. He said as he turned to the direction that leads to the stairs and strode towards it while Ann grabbed her luggage and followed him from behind.