Dominated by the Librarian #1: 'Surrender to your Desire' (Male submission erotica) (2 page)

“I say ‘get hell out of my librar
y
’
!’” she growled.
Not really the response that I had hoped for, but
God damn
,
she was
even
cute
r
now when she was getting
cross
!
Like a small hissing cat.

“And if I refuse?” I
raise
d
an eyebrow
and smiled my best crooked smile
, teasing her
. It was impossible to resist playing with her a little.
“
What are you going to do then?”

“Please, sir. This is
not
funny anymore,” she said.
“I
must ask you to leave immediately, or I will...”

“Do what?” I
interrupted
and leaned against the bookshelf so that I was blocking her way. I gently touched h
er red curls. “I like your hair,
by the way, it
’
s...”

But I never had the opportunity to finish the sentence, because before I had time to react
,
two times happened so fast
it felt like
they
occurred at the same time.

The first thing
that
happened was that her arm sh
ot up
, and with a surprising
efficiency
,
she twist
ed
my wrist hard
to one side. The instant pain
made me
drop the book I had been holding and I
utter
ed
something
that
I
wouldn’t
like to
describe a
n unmanly
whelp
exactly
,
but something very close to it
.

The second thing that happened (or if it happened at the same time
;
as I said I’m not entirely sure
), was
that
when
I tried to turn my body
away
to escape the painful pressure at my wrist, she swept her foot
easily
in
under my knee, catching me
perfectly
out of balance.

I went down
hard
on the floor
,
and before I had time to
figure out what had happened or what to do
, she had twisted by arm
behind my back and straddled me, placing a sharp knee at my lower back.

“What the hell!
” I managed to say, my face
firmly
pressed to the carpet. With my newfound
close-up
of the worn moss green carpet
,
I couldn’
t fail
to
notice that
the
cleaning
of the
government
-
funded libraries in
England
was somewhat amiss.

“Do you think women like to be treated that way?” she hissed in my ear and increased the pressure on my twisted arm when I didn’t reply fast
enough
. “Well, do you?”

“No! Listen
, little lady, you’ve made your point
!
I’m sorry
,
okay?”

“Oh, are you then?” she snarled. “You know, I think you are just the
kind of man who take advantage
of women and treat them like rubbish. Am I right?”

“What
...? No! I’m not like that!
Look, I’m sorry, there must have been a misunderstanding
!
I thought...”

“Thought what
,
exactly? That I would
like
a man leering at me
and giving me sleazy compliments
?”

Leering? I didn’t leer!
And sleazy
? Now that was just rude! I was being charming
,
for God’s sake!

But a
nother
twist
of
my
shoulder
promptly
brought me back t
o reality
,
as
pain
rac
ed
along my arm
.

“No! Okay, okay.
I said I’
m sorry
!
Please let me go!
” I wished that that last sentence had sounded a little bit more
resolute
and not so much like begging
as
it sounded in my ears.

“And if I refused? What are you going to do then?
Hm?
” she said, repeating my own
unfortunate
co
mment, but thankfully she didn’
t increase the grip on my shoulder.

And then
everything went a little bit crazy
.

“What if I won’t let you go?”
she whispered
,
and to my complete
s
hock
,
I felt
her
hand
touching me. H
er
fingers
glided
slowly along the
outside of my
lower
thigh. I’ve no idea why, but it instantly turned me
on
.

“Miss
? E
h
,
Miss...” I started
to say, my mouth going
dry.

“What
? D
on’t
you like it?” she
said softly
, her voice full of mock pitying.
I felt her rounded breasts
brushing
against my back when she leaned forward to whisper in my ear
.
Her hand continued to stroke my thigh up and down
, teasingly
.
I was suddenly incredibly
grateful
over that I was laying
down
flat on my stomach, because certain parts of me
were
more than enjoying the
sensation
.
In fact, I felt myself grow
instantly
hard as her fingers slowly started to stroke the inside of my
thigh.

“I...Eh, that is... I think...” I started to say, but words failed me.
A
ll I could do was concentrating on
not pressing my hips towards the floor or spread my legs for her to easier reach down between my legs.

All of a sudden
,
all of my senses sprang to life. I could feel her touch, but also the soft flesh of her curvy leg against my side
,
and I smelled her perfume and her hair as she bent closer.
My heartbeat increased and all I could think of was her touching, but I refused to let her know how much it affected me.

She already thought I was some kind of cr
eep and there really wasn’t any reason to let her
confirm
her suspicion
s
because by God
,
I was getting
incredibly and unexpectedly
turned on
.
A
nd it wasn’t
only perhaps a result of that she was touching me rather naughty way
;
it was also because she was pinning me down on the floor, I realized vaguely, but
I
instantly rejected the thought
to the back of my mind
.

“Are you getting turned on?” she whispered in my ear, while her fingertips were slowly getting dangerously close to my most intimate area.

I swallowed hard and lick
ed
my lips. “No,
”
I
denied
.
“Of course not.”

“R
eally?” she asked in a teasing
voice and her fingertips gradually climbed higher, reaching just the edge of my tight balls.

“No, I-I
-I
... That is to say,” I managed to say before my mind went blank as she cupped her hand around my balls and reached down to gently surround the base of my erection.

“
I think you are lying,
” she
whispered
and
added, “
It doesn’t feel like that at all.
”

I felt her shift her weight and press her hips against me. She still held me
down, pinned to the floor,
and when I struggled to get free, she only
laughed
softly and increased the pressure
on my shoulder
until I lay perfectly still.
She didn’
t twist my arm so much that it hurt, but
it was enough to
make sure that I didn’
t move unless she allowed it.

“Good,” she
w
hi
spered
.
H
er fingers spread
around my erection
and surrounded me
, and
she lazily
strok
ed
me
up and down slowly
. “It’s not for you to decide what happens next, is it?”

“No,” I
agreed
breathlessly and tried to moan with pleasure.

I would tell her anything as long as she continued
, I realized.
I licked my lips and
experim
entally
arched my back the
slightest
aga
inst her moving hips. No renewed
pressure on my manhandled shoulder told me that I was allowed this kind of movement
.
I
n fact
,
I felt her p
ress herself a little bit more firmly
against me.

The whole
incident
was so utterly unreal. I had never been the kind of guy who like
s
stronger women or who was turned on by leather-clad vixens holding whip
s
. Well, all right,
toned
girls
wearing tight fitting leather outfits
, sure. But hey, what kind of guy
doesn’t
get turned on by that? But whips and handcuffs and stuff like that
weren’t
really my thing.

Except, now
apparently
,
as I was being
held
down
against my will
by a
red-head
girl who reached my shoulder and who had showed me that this time,
she was
unquestionably
and without any doubt
in charge.

And it turned me on. Severely.

My breathing became more and more irregular as she pressed herself against me and continued to strok
e, touch, and tease
me
. If she continue
d
doing that, I knew I would come, probably ruin
ing
both my trousers
and the carpet
.
B
ut
at
that
moment
I couldn’t
care less. I had never been so turned on
, not since that summer when I was seventeen and had my first girlfriend
, although admittedly I had never felt so exposed either.

The whole situation was absurd, but that didn’t damper my libido or my erection, which by now was fully hard.

“I want to
ride you
,” she whispered and all I could do was moan
eagerly
in reply.
I think I would let her do almost anything to me at that
point
.
“If I let you go, do you promise to do exactly as you are told?”

“Yes! Anything,” I instantly agreed.

“If not, I’ll have to call the police and
report
you,” she
threatened
playfully. Or at least I
hoped
it was meant as a joke.

“I will do anything, I promise”, I assured her a little breathlessly.

I thought she would
release
me,
however she only allowed me
to move over to my back
and then she
swiftly
grabbed my wrists behind my back
.
A
s she straddled me
, she
press
ed
my wrists
slightly
upwards against my
shoulder blades
so that I couldn’
t pull free
. I moaned
softly
as I felt her thighs brushing against my erection
and
I
licked my lips involuntarily
.
Although this new position
didn’t really hurt
,
it was still
a little
uncomfortable and it left me feeling vulnerable and exposed,
but she
quieted
me with a kiss.