This is a sampling of stories from my three other titles: BIZARRE FEMDOM FETISHES: Explore The Forbidden World Of Fetishists; FEMDOM FIRSTS: How Dominant Women And Their Submissives Got Into The BDSM Lifestyle; and 69 SHADES OF RED: Femdom Stories Of Spankings And Other Sexual Punishments.
Here’s a sample story:
Librarians are NOT Boring! by Cherie
You get a certain impression of people who work in libraries, don’t you? We all seem to think these people are boring bookworms who like nothing better than to snuggle up in front of the fire with a good book, rather than having any kind of social life, right? That’s what I always thought until I met Gerard five years ago. He definitely appeared to be a bookish sort; he wore spectacles which perched on the end of his nose, had a ‘sensible’ haircut and sensible clothes, and seemed as if he would go along with anything anyone suggested in order to keep the peace. At least, that was my first impression of him.
When my parents passed away, I was left with a sizeable inheritance, which meant that I didn’t have to work any longer. Because of that, I quickly found myself getting bored after I had done all the shopping I could ever want to, bought the car of my dreams, and had a couple of nice vacations. Consequently, I got bored easily, and found myself wandering into the library one day to pass the time. I had loved books from about the age of three, ever since my mother had introduced them to me.
I walked into the library, squinting until my eyes became adjusted to the change in the light, and the first person I saw was Gerard.
“Good morning. Would you like any help?” he asked pleasantly.
“Um, no, I’m fine thank you,” I replied, and went off to have a look through the horror section. Stephen King and James Herbert had long been my favorite authors in that genre. I quickly lost myself in the books, pulled two or three from the shelves, and sat down to decide which ones I was going to borrow. I looked up to see Gerard with a hesitant smile on his face.
“Can I help you?” I asked.
“So sorry to bother you but could I ask you a question?” He looked so cute standing there that I smiled encouragingly for him to carry on. “I hate to sound presumptuous but would you mind going for a drink with me one evening?” He looked down at his feet and his face was bright red.
“I would like that, actually,” I smiled. I’ve never been one to let things pass me by, so was quick to follow up with, “Is tonight good for you?”
“Yes, please,” he smiled and we agreed on a time and place to meet.
I was more excited about the evening than I had been about anything for a long while, and got dressed very carefully, eager to make the right impression. We met up at a bar in town and, from the moment we started talking, I felt as if I had known him forever. He was so easy to talk to that I didn’t want the evening to end so I asked him to come back to my place for a coffee. And, coffee was what I meant. Honestly!
We sat talking about our lives, the universe, and everything in between until it was actually getting light. We have been together ever since. I simply couldn’t bear to let him go. Within a week of meeting, Gerard had packed up his small apartment, and moved in with me. The first night we slept together, I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. It was slightly too ‘vanilla’ for my liking and I could tell that he wasn’t exactly happy either. Being my usual forthright self, I asked if we could sit down, and have a talk about sex.
“Just be honest with me,” I said. “What do you like? What gets you off? Is there something I could do for you to get you there?”
Again, he looked down at his feet in that shy way he has, and murmured something I couldn’t quite hear.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t hear you. Don’t be shy. Just tell me. I promise I won’t be shocked.”
“I have always wanted the woman to tell me what to do,” he replied, a little louder this time.
“Do you mean in bed?” I wanted to be 100% sure about what he meant.
“I mean in every aspect of life. I have always wanted to have a beautiful woman instruct me in everything. I want you not only to tell me what to do, but order me to do as you please. I want to serve you in the best way I know how and that’s by being an obedient slave who caters to your every need.”
I won’t pretend I wasn’t slightly shocked to start with. But, the more I thought about it, the more intrigued and interested I became. I mean, I have always been the one to make the decisions, and don’t like it when I don’t get my own way. So, the more I thought, the more I realized that this was something that could give us both what we needed to be happy.
“I’m willing to give it a try if you are,” I answered after a few moments. “Only, if I don’t get it right, you will have to let me know.”
“You don’t understand,” he said. “If I don’t get it right, you have to tell me!”
“Oh. I’m starting to understand!” I laughed.
From that night, we have progressed quite a long way along our path, and now very rarely have vanilla sex. The rest of the time, we have the most amazing sex life, which usually involves me ‘abusing’ Gerard with a whip, butt plug, ball gag, spiked heels, and sometimes all of them at once! Gerard is an extremely obedient slave who will go out of his way to service my needs and, on the odd occasion he gets it wrong, he pays the price by receiving extra punishment from me. I have to say that I think he sometimes gets it wrong on purpose just so he can get more punishment!
A typical night will be when I make him shave every inch of my body hair and then his own before we have a scene. I make him walk around the house and do the chores with no clothes on. I’ve seen him jump a few times when he is cooking a barbecue! After we are shaved, depending on how I’m feeling, sometimes we will just have a straightforward scene where I order him to his knees, and cuff and blindfold him, before whipping his ass into submission.
Last night was pretty intense. For the first time ever, I got Gerard to cum four times in one session. I have never seen him as horny as he was last night but maybe that had something to do with my new toy! I had bought a strapless strap-on so that I could peg him. He was blindfolded, and on his knees, and I started with the usual ass-slapping. When he was hard, I thought I would give him a surprise, and slipped the strap-on into my pussy, and then into his ass. I had an amazing feeling of power when I was fucking him and, due to the shape of the dildo, it was stimulating me at the same time.
The first time he came, it was probably because I mis-timed things. I was too slow to smack his dick to stop him and, when I put my arm around his middle to do so, he came all over my hand as soon as I touched him. Of course, he needed to be punished for that as I had not given him permission. But, I let it go quite easily as he had been excited by the pegging. I made him lick my hand clean of jism, and my wet pussy clean, too, of course.
By the end of the evening, we had both climaxed four times and I never would have thought before that sex could be as exciting and fulfilling as it now is.
Whoever said that librarians are boring was dead wrong!