Chapter 1

Anita worked as a Surgeon for the past 5 years, dedicating her life to her patients until her unfortunate hit-and-run accident, not only did she suffer from a knee injury that prevented her from standing for hours on end to complete intensive surgery but her loyal companion and family dog Wendy passed away as they were crossing the street heading home from a friend’s house in celebration of the young child she saved the day before. The hits didn't stop from there; she lost her job because she couldn't accept the fact that she could no longer complete surgery for hours on end leading her to stay in a fog of depression. Anita's co-workers, family, and friends tried to convince her that she had so many options like sharing her knowledge with medical students by becoming a professor or going into telemedicine to work remotely, but Anita wouldn't be able to perform the surgery herself physically, but she can diagnosis and recommend a treatment plan instead. Most of her coworkers, family, and friends didn't understand the sacrifice she had to go through to get where she was, overall Anita was different it was like the God of Medicine possessed her sometimes, especially with how quickly and accurately she was able to diagnose and perform surgery, most of the time when she experienced a situation that caused her to pause the solution would just appear in her head like magic which caused envy and jealousy from others. Anita spent 13 years in school; it took her 4 years to get her undergraduate degree, 4 years commuting to medical school barely sleeping with the amount of studying she did every day, and it took her 5 years to complete her surgical residency dealing with high levels of stress on the daily causing her to experience severe burnouts but she continued pushing through, feeling a sense of pride that she was one of the few who completed her residency.

Anita decided to move in with her parents soon after the accident. She had plenty of money saved, but after her surgery, she needed help to do the most basic things that people with good mobility take for granted. You never really think about how often you use your knees to do simple things, such as showering and using a regular-sized toilet which all require you to bend your knees in one way or another. Even simple household chores like cleaning, cooking, and going to the grocery store can be difficult, so moving in with her parents was the only choice Anita, who was extremely independent, could make. Anita didn't have that much of a social life before, she spent all her time studying to get her dream job, and after she rushed to perform surgery because it filled her with a sense of happiness when she saw her patient's family welcoming their loved one that she pulled from Hades grasp. So because she didn't have a strong social life she slowly drifted away from her friends and coworkers due to her deep depression. Anita soon became a shut-in while she healed and her only access to the outside world came from her parents and her computer. Anita would spend hours browsing the internet until finally, she clicked on a link that changed her life.

"mmmm, what is this, on my feed?" Anita mused as she slowed her scrolling to a stop; at the top of her feed, there was a novel that was recommended to her by one of her plastic F******k friends. The cover displayed a man and woman that were intimately intertwined, on the woman's raised wrist were chains, and in the man's hand, there was a red riding crop. The novel instantly caught Anita's interest. She was not a virgin, but she was still innocent in many ways, so seeing the cover of this book piqued her interest, so she gave it a chance, and this one moment in time ended up opening her eyes to a whole new world and secrets that changed her very being.

"Anita I think it's time to come down, you have been stuck in your room for weeks reading those dirty books, it's time for you to come down and smell the roses and get over your depression, nothing is going to change so you need to deal," spoke Anita father, who was tired of his daughter moping around all day.

"Leave her alone; I know you want her to get over her accident, losing her dog and her job, but it has only been three months; let her finish healing," retorted Anita's mother.

"Amena, you have to stop babying her. She is almost healed as it is, but she keeps mopping about," Don instantly hollered back, tired of the women in his life acting so emotionally. It wasn't like he didn't understand where they were coming from but he just didn't know how to show them comfort, and he felt like his family was splitting up because of Anita's accident. Don, who held contrasting thoughts just felt lucky that his daughter survived and only ended up with a knee injury that wouldn't cause her to become completely immobile, she would still experience discomfort and her life would change but she could still walk at the end of the day, but the two woman folks in his life viewed it as if the whole world was falling apart.

Amena shook her head. She knew her husband meant well, and she also knew he didn't understand how to express himself, but that didn't excuse the fact that he was rushing their daughter; when she was ready, she would let them know.

At this moment in time, Anita, as always, was on her computer reading her erotica novels and contemplating if she should sign up for an account on DomFound. Anita had the working to become a Dom herself as she was once a surgeon who had multiple people working under her that she had to give orders to on a daily basis, but Anita was tired of always being in control. When Anita would read her erotica novels she would focus mainly on the actions of the submissives, initially trying to understand why they allowed someone to manipulate their body and mind. Slowly, she started to see that it was the submissives that held the real power in the relationship. That unique power that the submissive held over their dominant partner excited her; she imagined herself letting go and allowing someone else to have the reign over her life. It seemed so liberating. Allowing someone else to worry about the hard stuff in life while she only had to please that one person sounded like a dream to her. When she was a surgeon, she got a real sense of happiness from helping people, and if she became a submissive, she would also experience a form of happiness from serving her future master. Anita, with her mind wandering and her body heating up, took the plunge and made an account on DomFound; what greeted her eyes were thousands of Doms who were currently online, which made her feel a sense of pressure but also the excitement of the unknown. Anita clicked on the link on the top left of her screen, typed up her zip code, and searched for a Dom that was in her area; she found 50 matches, and only 20 provided their pictures. Anita felt that those who didn't upload a picture even in their private folders were either ugly, or cheaters so after adding a filter she ended up with 30 males on her screen 20 that had available pictures, and 10 who had private pictures of themselves, and the only way to get those pictures was to send them a request asking for access to their private folders.

It's been quite a while since Anita had dated, but she knew she wanted someone who at least had a job, her last relationship was a disaster as her ex would rather sit on his ass and spend her money instead of working, and sex was extremely vanilla, she never got off making her think there was something wrong with her. It took her an hour to go through all 30 profiles, finally ending up with 5 profiles that interested her, and out of the 5, only 1 profile had private pictures which she had to send a request to. Anita sent a DM to the 5 guys she was interested in, hoping that they would respond; going back to her profile, she contemplated and decided to add a pic that showed off her figure fully because she knows women as thick as her aren't everybody's cup of tea. Look wise Anita was quite pretty, she had dark espresso skin that shined like, long 4C hair that rolled down to her back, and a plump figure, most guys would say she was too big, but Anita was not in agreement with those people, it wasn't her fault that she liked food so much and most of it gathered at her hips. Anita was big, but she wasn't crazy big; she only scaled in at 210lb, the perfect weight in her eyes because she was curvy in all of the right places.

Before her accident, her brown eyes always held a twinkle of life and vitality that drew people in because she never let anything get her down and was confident that problems would always work themselves out sooner or later, but after her accident and the loss of her job, they were slowly filled with dullness due to depression. After immersing herself into a world that seemed so interesting, her eyes soon became filled with liveliness, her mind finally distracted from negativity by the thought of finding a Dom just like in the books she had always read with such gusto. Anita kept her laptop open on her bed with her sound on high, hoping to hear a notification from those Doms. She was out of her comfort zone but she decided at the time to DM these men first. Her palms became sweaty, and her thoughts were going haywire because she felt her looks couldn't compare to the slim women also searching for Doms. Instead of stressing about whether those Doms would be interested in her, she decided that she needed to go into the living room and apologize to her parents letting them know that she was ready to move on with her life even if she would never be able to become a surgeon again.

"Mom, Dad," she called as she stepped into the living room with a cautious smile on her face. Anita took a deep breath to calm herself she felt like she developed PTSD from seeing her father who always lectured her as soon as he saw her, so she quickly decided to sit on the couch between her parents to talk to them before her father talked her ears off

"Mom, Dad I am so sorry that I have been so locked up in grief not only concerning Wendy but for myself too, I am sorry that I never responded when I know you just wanted to know if I was still alive in that dark bedroom of mine, and I am so sorry that I let my problem cause a rift between you and mom, I never wanted that to happen, and dad I understand that the only reason you have been lecturing me at every turn is that you love and care about me, and mom thank you for putting up with my moody self all this time".

Anita's mom burst into tears at her words, and her dad grabbed her by her shoulders, giving her a side hug; he was beyond proud of his daughter, who had finally seen the light and gotten over her funk. Maybe things were finally looking up for their family of 3.