The Doc Is In: An Erotic BDSM Story

People assume that I'm submissive since I own a cleaning company. My job is to come into your home or business, remove any trace that it's been used, and then leave before being seen.

Dr. Brantley is about to find out that couldn't be farther from the truth.

He hates coming into work and seeing me on my hands and knees, scrubbing away carpet stains that I didn't make. He believes that women are only good for cooking, cleaning, and bedroom activities.

That hatred fuels my desire to get to know the real Dr. Brantley.

I quickly discover that he's a locked prisoner of his desires, controlled by a fetish on the no-no list in his profession.

The only way to get him into the harness of trust is to let him speak candidly about his problems.

The more aroused he becomes, the more he confesses.

Seeing him submit to me in The Dungeons is like Christmas and my birthday, all rolled up into one sweet package.

I just hope my face mask doesn't fall off during our sessions since I never want him to discover my true identity.

It'd be awfully humiliating for Dr. Brantley to know that his maid was turning him into a little bitch.