Dr. Dom
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Main Character:
Dr. Adrian K. Roy (aka Dr.Dom)
Age: 28
Profession: A brilliant young surgeon from an elite medical family
Public Image: Respectful, charming, a prodigy
Secret: Online he's a ruthless sadistic Dominant known as Dr.Dom
Craving: He has never had a real submissive in physical life - only faceless, nameless online slaves. He wants someone real, someone to break completely.
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Plot Intro:
Dr. Adrian Roy seems to have it all-fame, money, and the hands of a miracle worker. But beneath the mask of the genius doctor lies a cold, calculating sadist with an obsession for control and punishment. Online, he's feared and worshipped in secret BDSM circles as Dr.Dom, known for his brutal, humiliating assignments and emotionally cruel dominance.
Yet, none of it has satisfied him.
He wants more than obedience through a screen.
He wants flesh. He wants fear. He wants a real toy to break-someone soft, someone pure.
One night, Adrian receives an encrypted message from an underground kink organization called The Crimson Collar Society. They've watched his online cruelty.
They approve.
They're holding a private slave auction at a remote, decaying mansion-invite-only.
They offer him a chance to claim his first real submissive.
Excited, Adrian accepts.
But when the auction begins, and his chosen slave is presented, bound, masked, and whimpering - he recognizes her body, her trembling voice, her perfume.
She is Mira Thomas, his 22-year-old trainee nurse, the quiet, kind girl who always avoids his gaze, brings him coffee, and blushes when he's near.
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