Showing posts with label MsKent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MsKent. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Librarian Perils #40 - Hung For The Holidays
Twas two days before Christmas, I was feeling carefree,
I'd just finished my rounds and what did I see?
Suspended and naked and floating like a bubble,
To no one's surprise, it was Ms. Kent in trouble!
The stockinged librarian was strung up with care,
On display for the patrons that soon would be there.
I rushed to untie her! I started to worry!
Then I thought, "Wait a second... What's the big hurry?"
She was out cold and helpless, my ideal Christmas present,
And I had to admit that the view was quite pleasant.
She was limp as a noodle from her head to her toe,
I could have my way with her and she'd never know.
Taking advantage might lack some finesse,
But I don't really care... I'm a villainess!
My mind is made up! I'll torment her with pleasure!
Her orgasmic screams will each be a treasure!
I think you should leave now before things get loud.
I'm not into sharing and three is a crowd.
The library is closed for the rest of the night.
Merry Christmas to you... now get out of my sight!
(~ Ms. Pryor, after Clement Clarke Moore)
Friday, December 18, 2015
Librarian Perils #39 - Hypnotic Harem
"I'm guessing from what you've done to poor Ms. Kent here, that you must know a thing or two about hypnosis, isn't that right Denise?"
"Yes."
"And did you also know that you can't get someone to do something while in a trance state that they wouldn't normally do while they are awake?"
"Yes."
"So that means, on some level, perhaps even on a level that she isn't consciously aware of, Ms. Kent must like the idea of taking off all of her clothes for you in public. I think she must like to obey your commands. Isn't that something?"
"Yes."
"Look how horny she is, Denise. You did that to her. She must be attracted to you, don't you think?"
"Yes."
"You hypnotized her... and one of the first things you asked her to do was to get naked. That must mean you are also attracted to her, don't you think?"
"...No... I... I'm not..."
"She is very pretty, right?"
"...yes... but..."
"I think Ms. Kent must also be very grateful. After all, you rescued her from me. I was going to fuck the living shit out of her... but now I'm going to do that to you instead. You're a hero, right Denise?"
"...I..."
"Ms. Kent... Come over here now and show Denise how much you appreciate her sacrifice."
"No... You... you said..."
"Oh, hush, Denise... I said I wouldn't touch Ms. Kent and I meant it. I'm a man of my word after all.... but I didn't say that Ms. Kent wouldn't be touching you."
"...But... I... I... ohhhh..."
Denise is
Librarian Perils #38 - Hypnotic Opportunist
“Well, well, well… What do we have here?”
“…oh… oh, no…”
“Oh, yes, you stupid cunt. I see that you remember me, and I most definitely remember you.”
“…Richard… stay… stay away… from…”
“Shhhh... It’s ok, Denise. Don’t let me distract you. Just keep watching the sparkling earring. Good girls obey… remember? Remember your collar? Remember your cage?”
“…good girls… obey… I… remember…”
“That’s right, Denise... Good girls enjoy being hypnotized… and clearly you are still a very good girl…”
“…yes…”
“And how about your friend over there? Is Ms. Kent a good girl, too?”
“... leave… leave her… alone…”
“Ha! That’s so cute. Are still trying to look out for other women, Ms. Miller? After what I put you through when I was your student, you’d think you’d have learned to mind your own fucking business! Trying to help others never works out well for you.”
“…have to… wake up…”
“Oh, please… We both know you don’t really want to... It’s sooooo much easier if you just stay in trance.”
“…stay… in trance…”
“That’s right, Denise… you just stay in trance while I bang the shit out of your librarian friend here.”
“…no… I… I can’t…”
“Can’t think? Can’t stop me? Can’t wait for your turn?”
“…I… I… have to… protect…”
“She doesn’t look like she wants to be protected. In fact, Ms. Kent looks pretty wet and ready to me. It looks like you got her all hot and bothered before I even showed up. Were you being naughty, Denise? Maybe I’m the one protecting Ms. Kent from you?”
“…no… that’s… not…”
“Oh, stop trying to think. You aren’t very good at it. If you really want to keep me from fucking Ms. Kent’s brains out, then I think I know a way for you to stop me... Would you like to hear it?”
“…yes…”
“All you have to do, Denise, is let me have my way with you… right here… right now…”
“… no… I… I can’t…”
“Of course you can! In fact I won’t even take off your skirt. I’ll just slide off your panties and slip into you from behind, and you won’t even have to take your eyes off the pretty earring. Doesn’t that sound nice?”
“…yes… I… I mean…”
“Shhh… I know what you mean. The body wants what it wants. It’s not your fault. You were made for sex, Denise… and nothing more. Good girls are made for sex. Are you a good girl, Denise?”
“...yes…”
“Of course you are… and it’s all for a good cause. Don’t you want to protect your friend?”
“…yes…”
“Then take off your blouse, Denise. Show me those glorious tits and I’ll know that you want me to take you right here… right now…”
“…right here… right now…”
“Good girl, Denise… Let me just hold onto that earring for a minute while we get started…”
Denise is
Librarian Perils #37 - Hypnotic Backfire
"I can't believe you actually took off your clothes! You're seriously going to do anything that I tell you to do?"
"Yes."
"Really? Let's see... Grab your boobs, flap your elbows, and quack like a duck."
"Quack, quack, quack..."
"Ha! Oh my god! That is hilarious!"
"Quack, quack, quack..."
"Ok, stop quacking. This is just too much fun! I can't believe how deep you went so quickly... This isn't the first time you've been hypnotized, is it?"
"No."
"Interesting... But then why did you tell me you didn't believe in hypnosis? Did your other hypnotist tell you to forget ever thing that happens while you are in trance?"
"Yes."
"Does that mean you are going to forget everything that happens to you while you are in trance now?"
"Yes."
"Well, then... I think maybe it's payback time for what you did to me when you found my remote... Hmmm... It feels good to obey me, doesn't it Chryseis?"
"Yes."
"Allow yourself to feel even better... You feel warm and safe, Chryseis... as you listen to my voice... focusing on your earring as it flashes in the light...."
Flash… flash… flash…
"Feel yourself becoming aroused now, Chryseis... as you go deeper... allowing the earring to... to make you feel... aroused..."
Flash… flash… flash…
"Oh, wow... It is... rather hypnotic.... isn't it?"
"Yes"
"The way it catches the light... is so... pretty..."
"Yes"
Flash… flash… flash…
"I... I forgot... I forgot what I was saying... something about... going deeper..."
"Yes"
Flash… flash… flash…
"...and deeper..."
"Yes"
Flash… flash… flash…
"...oh... oh, no..."
Denise is
Librarian Perils #36 - Hypnotic Replay
"See how the earring flashes as it catches the light? Focus on the earring, Chryseis… focus… on the earring…”
I noticed that my field of vision seemed to be narrowing as I studied the earring. The earring and the flashing seemed to be the only thing that I could see. I was only vaguely aware of Denise and the rest of the library in the background of my field of focus. I tried to decipher a pattern in the seemingly random light reflections…
Flash… flash… flash…
“Do you see the way it sparkles in the light?”
“Yes.” My voice sounded strangely hollow and thick, which took me a little by surprise.
“Very good... Now… I want you to make sure that your eyes stay focused on the earring. It’s important that you do not close your eyes until I tell you to do so. Keep looking at the way the earring sparkles in the light as it turns sooooo slowly.”
I realized how easy it had become to lock onto the earring to the exclusion of everything else. How long had I been starring at it? Was I starting to go under?
“Taking deep breathes… Feeling so good… and so relaxed.... Can you feel it?” Denise’s voice sounded strange. It seemed to be softer, as if it had travelled a great distance before reaching me.
“Yesss...”
Was that my voice? ...Oh, my... I sounded so... so... hypnotized...
Flash… flash… flash…
“It’s becoming so hard to keep your eyes open now, Chryseis… and you are feeling soooo relaxed… and that’s perfectly normal… perfectly safe... Just keep listening to my voice as the earring slowly takes you down into a deep hypnotic trance.”
My eyes blinked slowly… slowly… It was a strain to look upwards at the earring for so long. It would definitely feel better to close my eyes. I hoped she would tell me to do that soon.
“You’re doing so good now, Chryseis… so good… just focus and allow the earring to take you deeper… and deeper… and deeper…”
Denise was a natural at this. Her voice was so soothing. She continued to talk to me, telling me what to do so that I could feel even better, even safer, even deeper... but at some point I entirely lost track of what she was saying. It seemed like she had been trying to hypnotize me for a very long time, but I didn't mind at all. Everything that she said felt exactly right. She knew just what to say. She knew exactly what I should do.
Flash… flash… flash
"It's ok for you to remove your blouse now, Chryseis. In fact, you would feel much more comfortable if you just took off ALL of your clothes."
Denise was right, of course. I would feel much more comfortable if I took off all of my clothes. I could hear her giggling about something, but I was far too focused on my flashing earring to wonder what she might be laughing about.
"Do you believe in hypnosis now, Ms. Kent?"
Denise is
It's been a long while since I've posted a Librarian Peril. I still don't have much time for posting right now, so I decided to recycle an old setup and give it a quick new twist!
This is an alternate version of Librarian Perils #18 - My New Doll, but this time Denise is doing a much better job of hypnotizing Ms. Kent... so far...
Denise's Decadent Doughnut Teacher Peril
Ok, class, please open your books to page...
Excuse me, Ms. Miller... you seem to have a bit of pink frosting on your lip.
I do? ...Oh, pardon me... I had a doughnut earlier in the teacher's lounge... Now... as I was saying...
Did you bring some for us to eat also?
Uhhh, no... they're just for the teachers.
Well, that doesn't seem very fair... You know, they say "You are what you eat." ...Wouldn't it be something if you turned into a huge batch of tasty, frosted doughnuts?
That, uhm... that certainly would be something...
...and then there would be enough for the entire class to eat!
Now that would be... oh... oh my...
(Is this a dream sequence or is it paranormal poetic justice? I'll leave that to your imagination!)
This is my entry for
Librarian Perils #35 - Strictly Confidential
Oh, DO stop whining Ms. Kent... You brought this on yourself! We agreed that there are certain aspects of my business operations that are to remain strictly confidential. It’s not MY fault that you decided to test your boundaries. Now your new friend here must pay the price for your insubordination right along with you.
And as for you…“Ms. Mazona”… we have never been formally introduced, but since we’re all sharing made-up names today you may call me “Ms. Pryor”. Let me assure you that I know EXACTLY who you are. I have separated your wrists deliberately to ensure that you remain helpless… and to minimize property damage. I have no interest in confronting your “better half” at this time.
I am a very private person, Ms. Mazona. I value my secrets, just as I am sure that you value yours.
No doubt all of this excitement has aroused your curiosity, but I do not want you to waste any more of your precious time investigating my affairs or anything else that occurs in this library. It is simply none of your business and I want you to do your best to forget that you were ever here. It is extremely important that you abide by my terms, or I will ensure that your secret is revealed to every media outlet in the free world, along with photos and videos of your current predicament. One might say that it is “ULTRA” important that you obey all of my instructions… if you catch my meaning, dear.
Once you have been properly disciplined for the damage that you did to my library… along with a few additional swats for my own personal amusement… I shall chloroform you and leave you sleeping on a park bench outside the library. You will then be free to go… and I NEVER want to see you in this library again.
Ms. Kent… you will be receiving a bit of additional training to ensure that incidents like this do not occur in the future. I suspect that you will be reminded about the importance of keeping secrets every time that you sit down for the next week at the very least.
Now… are we ready to have a bit of fun? I know I most certainly plan to enjoy myself... Hahahaha…
Here is the better late-than-never finale to the three part Librarian Perils guest-starring Ms. Mazona.
Tania Mazona is the OC of
Librarian Perils #34 - The Storm Before The Calm
Tania Mazona and I sprinted for the main exit as the footsteps of our pursuers thundered right behind us. Tania hit the door first and slammed into the latching bar, but unfortunately it was locked.
“The key! They’re coming!” Tania shouted.
My master key was already in hand and I struggled to steady my trembling fingers enough to get the tiny sliver of metal into the locking mechanism. I glanced over my shoulder and saw two men wearing dark suits and shades running towards us from the opposite side of the main lobby. I didn’t have much time. As I returned my attention to the lock I noticed that the mechanism was already rotating… and I had yet to insert the key! Someone was trying to enter the library from the outside. I had no way of knowing who or what was on the other side of that door, but it seemed far more likely that it would turn out to be a foe instead of a friend.
“We’re trapped! Run!”
I grabbed Tania’s arm and dragged her after me as I sprinted towards one of the side exits. I zigged and zagged between the bookshelves to take the shortest possible path. The library was dark, but I knew the arrangement of the shelves well enough to run through the maze of books blindfolded. I could only hope that my familiarity with the environment provided us with some small advantage.
We were no longer in the line of sight of our pursuers. Tania slowed her pace and tried to shake her arm loose from my grip. “Ms. Kent! Let me go! We need to separate!”
“What?!?!? Are you crazy? That’s a terrible idea! Follow me and I’ll lead us out!”
Tania planted her feet and stood her ground. “Trust me! There’s something I need to do now while we’re out of sight... Just go!”
I didn’t know what Tania was planning to do, but I couldn’t just leave her behind. Ms. Mazona was caught in the middle of a situation that she knew nothing about and getting her out of the library safely was my responsibility. I was fairly certain that those men were chasing us because I had tried to tell Tania about the Lost Diary of Astynome. Ms. Pryor had warned me not to mention the Lost Diary to anyone, and now here we were being chased by goons that had full access to the library.
That couldn’t be a coincidence. They had to be working for her. I had no idea what the men might do with us if they caught us, or what Ms. Pryor might do if the men took us to her… and I certainly didn’t want to find out.
I grabbed Tania’s arm and pointed up at the vaulted ceiling three stories above our heads. “I don’t think we are out of sight! Those cameras up there see everything!”
Tania looked up at the dozens of black domes spaced evenly across the ceiling. The realization that our every move was being observed and recorded shattered her confidence and seemed to fill her with dread.
“Hera help us, they’re everywhere… my secret will be exposed if I… I... oh, no...”
I didn’t know what she was talking about and we didn’t have time to discuss it. “Ms. Mazon, we have to keep moving! Our only chance is to make it to one of the side exits before they can cut us off again!”
We dashed between the shelves as our pursuers closed in around us. I could hear more heavy footsteps coming from at least three different directions and I charted a path through the books that kept us moving towards the exit while also keeping us angled away from the bad guys. Between the empty spaces on the shelves I caught occasional glimpses of the men in suits racing towards us. They were so close that I didn’t know if I’d have time to unlock the side exit when we reached it.
I heard the clacking of Tania’s heels suddenly stop and I turned back to see if she was ok. Tania was throwing all of her weight into a nearby bookcase. She planted her feet and she gave a tremendous and desperate yell as Tania extended her legs and shoved the heavy case over far enough to make it begin to topple. Tania took off running again and waved for me to do the same as the bookcase fell over behind her. I watched in horror as shelves started to fall like dominoes in a chain reaction of destruction and flying books. Our pursuers were momentarily cut off and they would have to find a new path to get to us. Tania had bought us some time and I could only hope that it would be enough.
We rounded a corner, ducked between another set of shelves, sprinted across a large aisle and raced for the side exit. We were almost there, but I could hear the footsteps of the men closing in once more. I practically crashed into the door as I scrambled for my master key, jammed it into the lock, twisted the mechanism and pulled open the handle.
The light from the setting sun streamed through the doorway and I could see the parking lot, the sky, the campus... We were out!
“Ms. Kent! Look out!”
I had only taken three or four steps outside when I saw a blur of motion coming towards me from my left. A very large man in a dark suit and shades was just about to tackle me when Tania threw herself into his path to intercept him. Both of them went down in a tangle of rolling limbs on the grass and I had no idea who might come out on top.
It was Tania!
Somehow she had managed to flip the man over onto his back and she straddled his chest. He was trying to punch her from below with one of his fists and it took the combined strength of both of her arms to block his flailing attacks. As the man kept Tania busy with one arm, he swiftly reached into his pocket with his free arm, yanked out a white cotton cloth and pressed it firmly over Tania’s mouth and nose.
“Oh, nooommmMMFFF!!!”
All of this occurred in a matter of moments, but as soon as I saw the white cloth appear I instinctively dove at the man’s arm. He was stronger than Tania, but he couldn’t overcome both of us. As I plowed into his elbow, the white cloth was knocked away from Tania’s face and I heard her gasping for fresh air. I could smell the faint chloroform fumes still lingering in the air, but Tania was still fighting furiously and seemed unaffected. She struggled to control his arms while I raked my fingernails across the man’s cheek.
“OW! You little bitches! I’m gonnaammmMMFFFFF!”
As he cursed at us, Tania reached for the chloroform-soaked cloth and jammed it into the man’s mouth. He went wild and began to buck his body violently in a frantic effort to shake us both off. Tania and I used our combined weight to keep him pinned. The smell of the fumes was getting even stronger and I hoped that the man would pass out quickly before it started to affect me as well. Within a matter of seconds I could tell that his thrashing was becoming more sluggish.
“That’s it, Tania! I think we’ve got himmmMMMMFFFFF!!!!!!!”
A white rag was clamped over my face from behind me. My attacker grabbed me by the back of my hair and yanked me to my feet. The pain and surprise caused me to gasp instinctively and I inhaled a dose of the anesthetic before I could remember to hold my breath.
Our pursuers from inside the building had finally caught up to us. One man stood behind me with one of his arms around my waist while his other hand held the white rag over my face. A second man grabbed my wrists to prevent me from fighting back. I began flailing my legs like a wildcat in an effort to knee the second man in the crotch or to stab him with my high heels. I was slowing him down and making him angry, but I couldn’t prevent the two men from dragging me back towards the door of the library.
As I struggled I could see two more men converge on Tania. One of them slapped yet another rag over her face and the other grabbed her wrists and pulled her off the man that we had chloroformed. The man on the ground didn’t get up. We had taken out one of them, but Ms. Mazona and I were severely outnumbered. I watched as Tania managed to elbow one of her assailants in the nose. He cursed and I could see a spray of blood. Tania seemed to be trying to cross her forearms together, perhaps in an effort to break the man’s grip on her wrists. Whatever she was trying to do, it didn’t seem to be working. Her fight continued, but then I found myself dragged back inside the library and I could no longer see what was happening outside.
Lack of oxygen was making my chest burn and I desperately wanted to take a breath. I was fighting my own instincts as well as the two men that were trying to keep me under control while the chloroform did its work. The fear, the running and the fighting had already taxed my endurance and I didn’t think I could hold my breath for much longer. Suddenly the man in front of me released one of my wrists. I immediately tried to claw the back of the hand of the man holding the rag over my face, hoping to get him to drop the cloth so that I could get some air.
A sudden blow to the stomach caught me completely by surprise. The man in front of me had released my wrist so that he would have an arm free so that he could punch me! What little air I had left whooshed from my lungs and when I tried to inhale my lungs were flooded with the anesthetic.
My ears began to ring, my eyes were watering and I could feel warmth and numbness spreading across my face. I knew I had to hold my breath, but I couldn’t stop myself from gasping desperately for air.
“You idiot! I can’t believe you just punched her! Do you have any idea what Ms. Pryor is going to do to you?!?!?
“Fuck, Ms. Pryor... Once this Kent bitch is out, her ass is mine.”
I glared at the man as he slipped his hand up my thigh and under my skirt. It was probably a waste of my strength but I put everything that I had into a defiant kick that drove the heel of my shoe directly into his testicles. He crumpled to the ground at my feet and I was about to kick him again when I felt the man behind me reach around and roughly squeeze one of my breasts. I squealed into the rag as the man on the ground tried to wrap his arms around my ankles.
Two figures suddenly came flying through the side door of the library and tumbled across the hardwood floor. Tania was grappling with one of the men from outside. The man was holding a white rag and Tania was doing her best to keep it away from her face, but I could tell that her movements had become slower and less coordinated. I waited for Tania’s other opponent to come crashing through the door, but he never did. Maybe Tania had managed to take him out. Unfortunately it didn’t look like it was going to matter. We were still outnumbered. I was slipping under quickly and Tania didn’t look like she could hold out much longer either. Tania had both of her hands locked around her opponent’s wrist that held the rag, but her enemy was overpowering her. Tania watched in horror as the rag seemed to creep towards her face in slow motion.
“No… no… not again...”
Tania whimpered as the white rag was shoved into her face. She was too exhausted and winded to keep herself from gasping and breathing in the fumes, but her body still had a bit of fight left in it. She released her grip on the man’s wrist and went directly for his eyes. The man screamed like an animal and I saw blood roll out from under his mirrored shades. I couldn’t see his injury, but I suspected that he would never forget this battle with Tania Mazona.
“MMMRRR MMMRFF MM FFFRRRMMM MMMRRF MMRRRFFFFFFF!!!!”
Tania was screaming into the rag as she fought desperately against the man that had her pinned to the floor. Finally the man could take no more and he rolled off of her. He scrambled off to the side and sobbed in pain while covering his wounded face with his hands.
Tania was free!
It was now two against two again. If Tania could get the man holding my legs to let go of me, I fantasized that we might have a chance to fight the two remaining men off.
Unfortunately my arms were now dangling uselessly at my sides. I realized that the man who was sedating me now had his hand under my blouse and that I should probably try to do something about it, but my body couldn’t be bothered to respond. My ears were ringing, my head throbbed and despite the chaos of the battle I found that the whole situation was oddly relaxing. Every squeeze of my breast sent a soothing wave of pleasure throughout my body that made me feel as if I were floating.
Holding my breath no longer felt necessary and I breathed steadily into the rag as my attacker whispered soothing things into my ear… telling me that it was ok to relax… ok to sleep… he was such a nice man…
Tania couldn’t stand. No one was chloroforming her at that moment, but the repeated doses had taken their toll. She was going out. I watched as Tania desperately used what little strength she had left to slowly… ever so slowly… cross her forearms in front of her chest. Her eyes closed peacefully and for a moment I thought that she might be saying a silent prayer.
There was a moment of silence…
When Tania finally opened her glassy eyes and looked up at me apologetically, I could tell from her defeated expression that her prayer had gone unanswered. The man that had been holding my legs released me and crawled over towards Tania as he pulled a white rag from one of his pockets.
“No use… toooo… dizzy… can’t… concennnnmmmmmfffff… mmmnnn… nn…”
This time there was no struggle.The man placed the white rag gently over her face and Tania was too weak to resist. She melted helplessly into his arms as the chloroform finally put her to sleep.
She looked so peaceful like that...
I couldn’t wait to sleep too...
…
Tania Mazona is the OC of
Librarian Perils #33 - The Mazona Mistake
“Your collection here is truly impressive, Ms. Kent. Thank you so much for your help this evening.”
I smiled politely and nodded and tried not to blush. I always try my best to keep a professional demeanor around the patrons of the library, but there was something special about Tania Mazona that made me feel a little star struck. She possessed a certain charisma and intelligence that I found to be extremely attractive, not to mention that she was absolutely gorgeous. Not only was she strikingly beautiful, she was also very tall. I am nearly six feet tall myself, but this woman was practically an Amazon.
“I’m just sorry to have kept you here so late, Ms. Mazona. Many of our more obscure titles are not very well indexed I’m afraid.”
Tania was looking for very specific information and it took me a while to track down an appropriate resource. We had been chatting and getting to know each other throughout the search and I had completely lost track of the time. I realized that it was about an hour after the library’s usual closing time. Most of the lights were off and the rest of the library staff seemed to be long gone. The main doors were probably locked, but I had the master key in my pocket. We casually made our way towards the main entrance so that I could let Tania out.
“I’m just grateful that you managed to find this book on Homeric potsherds, Ms. Kent. My antiquities shop recently acquired a collection of broken clayware from an archeological site in Thessaly. I’m hoping that the illustrations in this book will help me to classify some of those items.”
I couldn’t help but wonder how many people tried to trick antiquities dealers like Ms. Mazona into buying worthless junk. I was extremely pleased to be helping her with research that might ultimately impact her livelihood. “Well, I just hope that your source is reputable. I suspect that you see lots of scams and attempted forgeries in your line of work.”
“Actually, the person brokering this particular deal is a very close friend of mine and I trust her completely. Her name is Athena Nikos and she’s an archeologist.”
My jaw dropped when I heard the name of the strange young woman that I had recently accused of stalking me. “I’m sorry, did you just say… Athena Nikos?”
“Yes, do you know her?” Tania gave me a curious expression. She seemed to be waiting for me to provide a specific reply, but I had no idea what she expected me to say.
“Not really. We met yesterday, but only briefly. Ms. Nikos seemed to be rather distraught and… confused.”
Tania seemed slightly disappointed by my response, but I had no idea why. “Oh, uhm… well… Athena has been deeply concerned about a friend of hers recently.”
I was starting to feel a bit guilty about the way that I had treated Ms. Nikos. Perhaps I had jumped to the wrong conclusion about her. “I believe she mentioned something about that yesterday... Is her friend sick or something?”
Tania paused and gave a bit of thought to her reply. “Hmmm… You could say that her friend definitely hasn’t been acting like herself lately.”
“Is there anything that I might do to help?’
“Don’t worry, Ms. Kent... Athena and I will get to the bottom of this particular mystery very soon.”
This was yet another very nebulous conversation, but I decided that it was really none of my business and that I shouldn’t be prying into the affairs of others. “Well, please pass along my apologies to Ms. Nikos if you see her. We had a very odd conversation and I, well… I thought she was a little crazy to be completely honest.”
Tania smiled. “Ha! It’s ok… I’m sure Athena will understand.”
As Tania and I made our way through the endless aisles of books, my mind wandered to Ms. Pryor’s private collection of ancient literature stashed beneath our very feet. I was pleased to have found the book that Tania requested, but I also suspected that I could find even better antiquities resources in the underground collection. Tania was an expert in Homeric relics and I was certain that she would be fascinated by the translation of the Lost Diary of Astynome and some of the other scrolls and artifacts that were down there. Unfortunately I had no way to access the hidden chamber and I had been warned by Ms. Pryor herself to never speak of its existence to anyone.
It was difficult to keep a secret of that magnitude to myself, especially in the presence of someone who could really appreciate the value of the collection like Ms. Mazona. Given her expertise as an antiquities dealer, she would no doubt be overjoyed to explore the many works of lost art and ancient resources locked away in the subterranean archive. As an archeologist, Ms. Nikos would probably also find it fascinating.
I wondered if Tania or Athena would be interested in helping me to find a way to get down there.
“Ms. Mazona… Does your antiquities knowledge extend to ancient books?”
Tania paused and I could tell from her expression that she was obviously intrigued. “It does to some extent… How ancient are we talking about?”
I glanced around. The library was closed. We were all alone.
I stepped closer to Ms. Mazona and dropped my voice to a whisper. “Are you familiar with the Lost Diary of Astynome?”
Tania looked at me curiously, wondering why I was suddenly being so conspiratorial. “I’m familiar with the name ‘Astynome’ from my studies of the Trojan War… but I’ve never heard of any lost diary… why do you ask?”
I took a deep breath as I tried to figure out how to tell Tania about the hidden chamber filled with forgotten books without her thinking that I was making the whole thing up. “What if… what if I told you that I knew of a place… wait… did you hear something?”
We both froze and cocked our heads to the side as we instinctively held our breath and listened. I could hear the sound of approaching footsteps coming from between the rows of bookshelves.
“Hello? Who’s there? …The library is now closed!”
I started to get a little nervous when no one replied. Tania’s posture changed dramatically and I could see that she was instantly on high alert. Her hands clenched into fists and she seemed ready for action. “Ms. Kent, are you expecting anyone to be here at this hour?”
I shook my head no. It sounded like a group of several people moving through the library and they were making no effort to be stealthy. In fact, the footsteps seemed to be getting much louder.
Whoever it was… they seemed to be coming straight towards us.
Tania grabbed my forearm and suddenly bolted towards the main entrance, practically dragging me behind her. I could hear the footsteps approaching behind us and they were running faster now also. I could make out the low murmur of male voices and the squawk of a walkie-talkie, but I couldn’t tell what they were saying.
Tania was moving swiftly despite her high heels and we were almost to the main entrance. All we had to do was sprint across the main lobby and we were home free. I didn’t know who was chasing us, but I didn’t want to find out. I was struggling to get my keys out of my pockets without slowing our pace. Tania shouted instructions in my ear.
“Ms. Kent, listen to me very carefully… When we get to the door, I want you to exit the library and shut the door behind you. I’ll be staying inside. I want you to keep moving until you reach the security phone under the telephone poll on the south side of the parking lot. Call for security and then hide… Do not look back!”
Was she crazy? Did she seriously just tell me to leave her in here alone with the guys that were obviously chasing us?
“But… but what about you?”
Tania Mazona smiled and rolled up her sleeves...
“Don’t worry about me… I’ll be just fine.”
Tania Mazona is the OC of
Athena Nikos is the OC of
Librarian Perils #32 - Mistaken Identity
"Ah, ha! I knew it! This explains everything!"
"Uhm… it does?"
"Of course! Believe me, I completely understand… Juggling a dual life is complicated!"
"I suppose it would be, but…"
"I can’t believe you never told me that you have a secret identity…but I suppose if you did then it wouldn’t be much of a secret, right?"
"Uhmm… I’m afraid I don’t…"
"This is so exciting! You’ve been around for most of recorded history, so it makes perfect sense that you’d be a librarian. I’m sure you’re really great at this!"
"Well, uhh, I’m not quite that old, but… thank you?"
"I heard one of the patrons calling you “Ms. Kent” …Is that an homage to the Big Blue Boy Scout?"
"I’m not sure what you mean…. It’s just my name."
"Of course it is. Not the most original choice, but I guess it gets the job done."
"Is there… is there something that I can help you find?"
"Oh, there’s no one else in this section of the library, so don’t worry about maintaining your cover. I’ve been here for quite a while actually. I didn’t want to approach you until I knew we could talk in private."
"So… you’ve… been following me?"
"I was worried about you! You’ve been acting so strange lately and I had to make sure that you were ok. I’ll bet you’re curious to know how I tracked you down."
"To be honest, I’m having a very hard time keeping up with this entire conversation…"
"One night I tried to just follow you home, but you were zigzagging all over the rooftops and I eventually lost you. Nice work, by the way… Eventually I realized that you didn’t always head in the direction of your apartment at the end of our patrols, so I started to keep track of the general direction that you would take when we separated. After doing that for several nights, all I had to do was get a map, pin point where our patrols ended and draw lines to trace your path. The point of intersection for all of those lines was this library!"
"That’s… that’s quite a story…"
"You might want to be more careful. If I can figure it out, then some of your enemies might be able to do the same."
"I don’t have any “enemies” that I’m aware of… but I must admit that I’m starting to find your behavior rather alarming!"
"What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?!?!? You claim to know where I live and you’ve obviously been following me for quite some time! I don’t know who you think you are, young lady, or who you think I am… but in about two seconds I’m going to call for security, so I would leave now if I were you!"
"Chryseis… I don’t understand…"
"See!!! How do you know my name?!?!? You act like we know each other… but I have no idea who you are!!!"
"Chrys… It’s me… My name is Athena Nikos… You don’t… You seriously don’t recognize me?"
"I’m afraid I don’t, Ms. Nikos… but at least now I know what name to have the police put on the restraining order once I’ve reported you for stalking me!"
"You don't even seem to know who you really are..."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"This is… this is insane…"
"Well, at least we agree on something!"
"Now I really do need to track down Tabitha…"
"Tabitha? Do you mean Tabitha Jones? My assistant? Have you been stalking her as well?"
"Your assistant? Ms. Kent, are you saying that Tabitha Jones is an employee here at the library also? Can you tell me where I can find her? It’s imperative that I speak to her immediately!"
"Ms. Jones has been on personal leave for several weeks now."
"Well, that can’t be good… Something strange is definitely going on and clearly you are both involved. I hope Tabitha isn’t in any kind of trouble."
"Ms. Nikos… your two seconds are now up. It’s time for you to…"
"Ms. Kent… I am extremely sorry and it was never my intention to upset you. I must… I must have you confused with someone else... I think maybe my friends are in trouble and I’m just trying to get to the bottom of it."
"Well, I want no part of… whatever this is, Ms. Nikos… Now… Will you be leaving? Or will I be calling the police?"
"I’m leaving for now, Ms. Kent, but I hope we get a chance to meet again under… better circumstances."
"I am not so certain that I agree, Ms. Nikos... Good day!"
Athena Nikos is the OC of
Tabitha Jones is the OC of
Librarian Perils #31 - What Would You Do?
I was sitting there in the library, minding my own business, when I heard the approaching click of her high heels on the hardwood floor. I caught a faint whiff of her floral perfume and heard the swish of her skirt as she walked right past the table where I was working on my research project.
Of course I looked up at her… What would you do?
She had already passed me by, so all that I could really see of her was the rear view…. and a very nice rear it was. Her heels were deep red, the same color as her tight sweater. She wasn’t wearing pantyhose; she was obviously aware that her legs looked fabulous even without them. Her skirt was dark and a little short, but nothing too outrageous. Her hair was long and jet black and a little wavy. She looked professional, but at the same time very sexy. She was carrying a stack of books and deftly slipping them one by one onto the shelves. She seemed to be familiar with where each of the books belonged, so I assumed that she must be one of the librarians. Her hips swayed from side to side as she walked and I couldn’t help but to admire her curves.
I was just about to return to my research when she suddenly turned around and shot me an angry glare. I guess she must have somehow sensed that I was looking at her. I immediately made eye contact with her and shrugged while attempting to give her a friendly smile to show her that I was harmless. I could see it in her expression… she had already concluded that I was either a pervert or a jackass or both.
Somehow I went from innocent library patron to offensive asshole in a matter of seconds… all because I had the nerve to find myself attracted to a beautiful woman. What the fuck?
She snapped her head back around and continued on her way without saying a word. Thank god for that, because for a minute there I thought she might make a scene. I really do try to be a nice guy and it wasn’t my intention to objectify her. It was too bad that she had jumped to such a harsh conclusion so quickly.
But, oh well… can’t win them all.
I had just returned to my research when I heard a crash. I glanced up just in time to see the librarian topple backwards off of a step ladder. It looked like one of her heels had turned on the ladder rung and she pitched backwards quickly. The books that she was carrying went flying everywhere and I watched her collide with the shelf behind her. I could hear the back of her head smack into the wooden shelf and she went down hard without making so much as a peep.
It was all over in a fraction of a second... I looked around, expecting someone to come rushing to her aid, but no one seemed to have noticed her accident. It was a large building and we were the only two people in this section of the library. The shelves obscured her from the view of anyone else that might happen to pass by.
I decided that I should go check on her to make sure that she was ok, but as I approached I realized that she had managed to knock herself out. She was sprawled face down on the floor with her limbs pointing in every possible direction. Her skirt was now riding high enough on her hips that she was giving me a generous flash of her panties, but she made no move to cover herself. I knelt down beside her and gently rolled her over onto her back. Her eyes were closed, her jaw was slack and her lips were parted. She appeared to be sound asleep. Her body was as limp as a ragdoll and she didn’t respond when I lightly slapped her cheek.
She was completely out of it… vulnerable… gorgeous… helpless…
I really do try to be a nice guy, but as I watched the rise and fall of her chest I couldn’t help but to imagine what she would look like without that tight red sweater, or what the warmth of her thighs might feel like underneath that short skirt. In fact, I was starting to imagine a whole host of devious things that I could get away with... and the judgmental little bitch would never even know what had happened to her.
I glanced around one last time… No one was coming… No one would know…
What would you do?
Librarian Perils #30 - Suspending A Rival
"I'm telling you, Angela, I think Ms. Kent is in some kind of trouble... No one has seen her all day!"
"You worry too much, Megan. She probably just took the day off. After what the art club did to her yesterday, who could blame her?"
"I don't think so... I had a research consultation scheduled with her this afternoon. She would have called and cancelled if she couldn't make it."
"Oh, I get it... You're just upset because your girlfriend stood you up..."
"What? It's... it's not like that at all! Ms. Kent is not my girlfriend. She's just helping me with an assignment!"
"Oh, right, Megan.... just an assignment. I always forget to wear a bra when I'm just doing my assignments also."
"I just... I was trying to catch her attention."
"You look amazing, Megan... Like... really amazing! Seriously, I think it's cute that you have a crush... but I don't think Ms. Kent feels the same way about you."
"You're probably right..."
"You can do better, Megan. You deserve to be with someone that really appreciates how special you are... someone that would do anything to be with you... and who wouldn't let anyone get in her way."
"Oh, uhm... that's so sweet of you to say Angela."
"And hey, since, uhm... since Ms. Kent stood you up... would you... like to maybe have dinner with me tonight?"
"Are you... are you asking me out? ...Like... on a date?"
"Well, that depends... are you going to say yes?"
"Hmmm... I think I just might."
"Great! Then yes! I'm definitely asking you out! Do you want to get going?"
"Sure, yeah... Hopefully Ms. Kent is okay..."
"Listen, I think you should just forget about Ms. Kent. I'm sure she'll be fine. In fact I can pretty much guarantee that she's hanging around here someplace."
Librarian Perils #29 - Supporting The Arts
Every year the university's Performance Art Club puts on an avante-garde modern art festival on the main lawn just outside of the library. Thousands of students and their parents show up for the annual event. This year's theme was "strategy board games" and I was extremely flattered when the students asked me if I would like to be a participant in the chess display. They told me that they expected it to be one of their most popular and talked-about exhibits. As a huge supporter of the arts, I eagerly volunteered.
In retrospect, I probably should have asked for more specific details.
This was my submission for
Librarian Perils #28 - Mesmerizing Photo Shoot
Wow, Denise, that last set looked amazing! The apple was a great touch!
Because it makes me look like a teacher?
No, because it makes you look like you’re about to take a bite out of forbidden fruit. It makes you look a little naughty.
Uhm… if you say so…
Trust me, it’s hot… but let’s try something even sexier…
I don’t know, Chryseis… what did you have in mind?
Well, I think you’re a little overdressed considering that you’ll be posting this on DeviantArt. If you want people to really be drawn to your new profile, you’re going to need to show your fans a LOT more skin. Maybe you should unbutton your blouse a bit… or better yet… just take it off.
Uhm, no… That’s… that’s not really my thing.
Oh, don’t be so shy… I just let you take nude pictures of me for my profile page, so it’s only fair that I get to take some of you… and I promise to keep it very tasteful.
Chrys, I’m a teacher! I can’t do stuff like that or I’ll get myself fired! And what if one of my students gets ahold of a picture of me naked? I’d be mortified!
You worry too much… I’ll post them with age verification! Students won’t be able to get to them, and if any of your administrators find them, then you can always ask your bosses why they were surfing for pervy adult pictures in the first place… You’re completely covered!
Give it up, Chrys… It’s not going to happen.
What if we just take a few that are, uhm… just for me?
Chryseis!!! There’s NO WAY I’m ever going to do that! I realize that your sexuality is a little more, uhm… “versatile” than mine… but we’re just friends and I don’t feel comfortable...
Hmmm… What if I could make you feel comfortable?
What’s that supposed to mean?
Well, for example… I could hypnotize you again.
Again? What do you mean again? You’ve never hypnotized me! You don’t even believe in hypnosis!
No, but you do… and that’s enough...
Please stop… stop looking at me like that… and even if you could, uhm… hypnotize me… it still wouldn’t work... People under hypnosis can’t be compelled to do something that they wouldn’t normally do.
So then you have absolutely nothing to worry about… unless there’s some part of you that real DOES want to do it.
Chryseis… this isn’t… this isn’t funny…
I can tell that you’re already thinking about letting me put you into a deep hypnotic trance…
I am not.
Because you know that if it works… you’re going to do whatever I ask you to do…
No… I won’t…
Because you trust me, Denise … and it’s important that you trust the person that is hypnotizing you.
You’re not… hypnotizing me…
I’m your friend… and friends trust one another, don’t they Denise?
Uh huh…
I trust you too, Denise… Do you remember trying to hypnotize me with my earring the other day?
Yes.
You’re starring at my earring right now, aren’t you Denise?
…no… I… yes…
And do you remember the way that my earring flashed… and flashed… and flashed…
…yessss...
And how did that make you feel, Denise?
…sleepy… so… sssleepy…
And are you feeling sleepy now, Denise?
…yessss...
Feeling soooo sleepy now… as you listen to the sound of my voice… as you begin to relax… trusting your friend… listening… feeling relaxed… comfortable… as you slip deeper… and deeper…
…deeper…
Knowing that at any moment… you will be so deep for me… soooo deep… that you will once again become my beautiful doll… and dolls have no worries… dolls don’t need to think… or make decisions… dolls are meant to be adored and played with… dolls do whatever their owner wants them to do… Would you like to be my beautiful doll now, Denise?
…yesss…
Good girl, Denise… slipping deeper and deeper… into hypnosis… into my control… becoming my beautiful doll as I count backwards from three…
two…
one…
How do you feel, Denise?
Ready to obey.
Of course you are… because beautiful dolls are ready to obey… and you’re my beautiful doll now, aren’t you Denise?
Yes.
Excellent… now… let’s take some real pictures!
Denise Miller is the OC of
Librarian Perils #27 - Ms. Kent's Profile and Bio
A lot of people have been asking me if I have a biography or a profile page of some kind, so I thought I’d set aside a little time to tell you a bit more about myself… so… here we go!
My full name is Chryseis Astynome Kent and I am the Head Librarian of the Acquisitions Department and the author of an erotic anthology series that I am writing called The Librarian Perils. Most of the patrons at the library call me “Ms. Kent” while my friends usually call me “Chrys”. My eyes are very blue and I think they are one of my best attributes. My hair is long, slightly wavy and black. My features appear to be somewhat Mediterranean, possibly Greek, but I can’t say for certain. I have no memory of my parents or my childhood. My age and my measurements are none of your business, but feel free to imagine them to be whatever your heart desires. I enjoy reading and writing and movies of all kinds. I do not have a girlfriend or a boyfriend at the moment, but I have no shortage of exciting and erotic encounters with people of both sexes that I meet at the library. Librarianship is normally very quiet and dull, so I have developed a deep appreciation for adventure and mystery. Nothing excites me more than the thrill of discovering something or someone new, and I find ‘the unknown’ to be irresistibly fascinating.
I have always wanted to write a novel, but unfortunately I don’t have the attention span or the discipline to sit down and write one big story all at once, so instead I am writing a series of vignettes and short stories that are collectively called The Librarian Perils. Some of the stories are autobiographical and describe events that actually happened to me, while others are just personal fantasies that I have decided to explore via my writing and my imagination. I’ll let you decide for yourself which stories are which. A few other talented people have contributed their own fantasies about me in various works of art and literature and they have been incorporated into The Librarian Perils as well. It’s turning into a kind of social experiment and I can’t wait to see how it continues to evolve.
You might be wondering about the name of my library, or where it might be located since I never mention this information in my writings. I could give you a definitive answer, but I prefer to think of it like this: No matter where in the world you should happen to live, I could be working at your local library right down the street from you at this very moment.
Here are a few answers to sexy questions submitted by fans. If you have others, please feel free to ask them in the comments section below!
Do you like it rough or sensual?
Sensual
Do you prefer to be with the opposite sex or the same sex? or both?
Both
How often do you get drunk and have wild, crazy sexy with a complete stranger?
Not much for getting drunk. Sex with strangers? Possibly a little too often.
Are you dominant or submissive?
Submissive... but I have a dominant streak that occasionally sneaks out.
Where's your favorite place to have sex?
The library!
Do you prefer to make love or f*uck?
Hmmm... Honestly? Let’s go with f*uck.
Do you get off first or do they?
Me
Do you like kissing during sex?
Oh, yes!
Do you moan? If so, are you loud or quite?
Yes, and I am loud.
Does size matter?
Yes… yes it does.
Have you ever have sex for money?
Does extortion count? Then maybe yes.
Do you like to perform oral sex?
Definitely.
Do you like to receive oral sex?
Even more definitely.
Have you ever had a 3-some? 4-some? 5-some?
Not yet… but I am curious.
Have you ever had sex while at work?
All the time!
What is something that you would never consider doing?
Anything related to death, animals or children
What's your biggest turn on?
Intelligence
Do you like to be completely naked or half-assed?
Half-assed
Do you prefer to sleep with someone older or younger than you?
No preference if we are compatible (and you are of legal age).
Are you on Second Life?
I'm actually working on setting that up now.
Can you remember who gave you the best sex of your life?
Yes, my boss… Ms. Pryor
Now it’s your turn! If you have any questions, please ask them below and I’ll do my best to answer!
Librarian Perils #26 - Surveillance Seduction
Folks call me Sloppy Joe. Wanna know why? Well jus’ keep readin’ an I reckon I’ll tell ya.
See, what I do is run the security cameras in this here library… only this ain’t no reglar library and this ain’t no reglar security gig. Most times, when you’re in charge of security and you see somethin’ bad goin’ down, you put a stop to it or you call the cops or somethin’ like that… but allz I gotta do is jus’ keep the cameras rollin’. I don’t stop nothin’… I don’t call nobody… I just make sure everythin’ gets recorded. The only thing my bosslady Ms. Pryor really cares about is makin’ sure that nothin’ happens in this here library without her knowin’ about it and gettin’ it all on tape.
Why? Hell if I know... She pays me so much money it ain’t even funny. I ain’t askin’ no questions. That’s the other thing I gotta do: Keep my trap shut and don’t tell nobody what I done seen.
And believe you me, I done seen plenty!
Fact is, if I’da known all the crazy stuff I’d be seein’ and sometimes doin’ in this here library I’da let Ms. Pryor hire me for nothin’.
See, I got microcameras planted all over this here library. Half the pictures you been lookin’ at come from my little toys. I got’em everwhere… and I do mean EVERWHERE… Got thirty-two of ‘em in the downstairs ladies room alone. You wouldn’t believe the stuff that people will do when they think there ain’t nobody lookin’.
Well I’m lookin’ everwhere and I’m lookin’ all the time.
This job ain’t all jus’ one big peep show neither… Ever now and then I like to gets my hands dirty, if’n you know what I’m sayin’. A feller can’t look at pie all day and not wanna cut off a slice or two fer his self.
Now I know I might not look like much to you… and maybe I don’t dress all fancy or drive no souped up racin’ car or nothin’, but lookie hear… ever since I done took this job I been gettin’ more ass than a toilet seat! I don’t know what it is ‘bout this place, but somethin’ shor does get the ladies all hot an’ bothered. Must be somethin’ in the water. I don’t know and I don’t care… all I know is that I ain’t never seen so many wet panties in my entire life as I seen in a week workin’ here.
You know, once most gals get their engines revved up, they ain’t so picky about whose meat pole they want to take fer a ride. That’s why they call me Sloppy Joe... I always know how to get ‘em when they’re wet an’ ready.
Oh, and my name is Joe, too... so there's that.
See, the trick to any feller gettin’ a fine piece of ass is waitin’ until he’s in the right place at the right time… An’ since up here in the control room I can see pretty much everthin’ as it goes down, I always know exactly where and when the right time and place is…
Take these two gals fer instance… they been goin’ at it for almost three hours and them ropes ain’t gettin’ any looser. Now if I know Ms. Kent, I’m sure she was havin’ a grand ol’ time at first… but after three whole hours of slippin’ and bumpin’ and grindin’ those girls gotta be gettin’ pretty sore.
What do you think them two would be willin’ to do right ‘bout now if I were to happen along at this very moment and offer to save the day… if they’d be kind enough to do a little somethin’ fer me in return?
As soppin’ wet as them two are, I’ll bet they both end up just a beggin’ to slob on my knob… an’ I reckon ol’ Sloppy Joe won’t be sayin’ no to that!
Like I says… right place, right time…
Yessir, this here’s the best job ever!
Librarian Perils #25 - Pleasure Without End
Kitty Savior’s voice eventually penetrated the fog of my Tolstoy-induced slumber.
“Ms. Kent, wake up… Can you hear me? …Ms. Kent? ...Please, I need you to wake up… Ms. Kent…”
As I started to come around I could immediately tell that something was very, very wrong. My head was throbbing, every muscle ached and I could barely move. You’d think that after winding up in so many strange imperilments over the last few weeks that I would eventually get used to waking up in bizarre bondage contraptions… but alas... the bad guys always seemed to find new ways to keep me on my toes… or on my back in this particular case.
I took some small measure of comfort in the fact that this time I didn’t have a gag in my mouth, and then promptly realized how low my standards had fallen to find relief in such a thing.
Kitty continued to call out to me, so I struggled to shake off the cobwebs so that I could reply and figure out exactly what all of the fuss was about. I groaned with discomfort as I tried to test my restraints and open my bleary eyes. Kitty groaned also, but for a much different reason…
“Ohhhh! …Ms. Kent, oh… oh my goodness… I’m so glad you’re awake, but please… please… you have to try to hold still…”
Hold still? I felt like I couldn’t have moved even if I had wanted to! What was she talking about?
I finally managed to clear my vision just as I became alert enough to comprehend the nature of my situation. Predictably, I panicked and started to thrash against my restraints. “OHMYGOD!!! WHAT IS THIS?!? LET ME OUT!!!”
Thrashing did very little to provide for my escape, but it did have other consequences. My every movement pulled Kitty Savior’s body more tightly against my own. Kitty pulled back to maintain her equilibrium and this pulled my body towards hers. Our limbs were intertwined such that every possible movement from one of us would result in a movement from the other.
Kitty’s voice was breathless and thick with arousal. “OHH! Ms. Kent, please… you… you must, uhnn… not… mmm… move…”
She must have been struggling to escape for quite a while before I woke up. Kitty already seemed to be struggling to contain herself as our exposed flesh pressed together. It required absolute concentration to hold still, and the realization that both of us were completely naked and becoming increasingly aroused only made it that much harder to concentrate.
“Kitty… ohmygod… I’m so sorry! These ropes are so tight! I hope I’m not hurting you…”
Kitty groaned and closed her eyes, trying to remain focused. “Hurting me? No… ohhh… definitely not… hurting me...”
I could tell from the silence and from the darkness outside the windows that the library was closed. I must have been unconscious for hours. I very slowly raised my head and tried to get a look at the elaborate bondage harness that ensnared us both. I had to admit that it was an impressive display of engineering.
“There’s no way that Sarah constructed this thing all by herself. In fact, since she had a final exam to turn in, Sarah probably just left us lying there after she knocked us out. It was probably a couple of random library patrons that took advantage of the situation and stripped us of our clothes and…”
Kitty shuddered and I could feel her exquisite movements reverberating through me.
“MMMmmmmsss. Kent… mmmaybe we… should… should talk about something else?”
Kitty’s body was drenched with sweat. In fact, so was I. It was the middle of summer and it felt like someone had cranked up the thermostat in the library. I imagined that’s exactly what must have happened. Someone was clearly getting off on the idea of two sweaty, naked women tied together while they grind into each other and… ohmygod… I was getting off on it myself!
“You… you’re right… maybe we should talk about baseball or something… Uhm… How ‘bout them Cubbies?”
“Do you… do you even know anything… about baseball, Ms. Kent?”
“Uhm, actually no... that was pretty much all I had... I was hoping you might take over from there.”
Kitty laughed softly, creating just enough movement to start a ripple of pleasure that took my breath away.
“Ohhhh… ohmy… so much for baseball… Maybe you should… tell me about yourself? I don’t actually know anything about you?”
Kitty closed her eyes and tried to relax. “Well, let’s see… My name is Kitty Savior and I’m, well, you could say I’m a kind of environmentalist.”
I nodded, then thought better of it and reminded myself to hold still. “I see, so that’s why Sarah kept calling you ‘tree hugger’… I was wondering about that.”
“Some of my exploits have made international news. I am actually what is known as an Environmental Troubleshooter. I travel all over the world and investigate environmental disasters… and stop them when I can.”
“Oh, my… that sounds so exciting! I would love to travel and help people like that.”
“It can be very dangerous at times… Some of my enemies are very rich and powerful people.”
“How thrilling! My job is so mundane. I’m no globetrotter, but I try to do what I can to help people also.”
Kitty started to laugh “Librarianship doesn’t seem all that safe from where I’m sitting… and obviously you’ve made a few enemies. I think your life might be more thrilling than you realize, Ms. Kent.”
This made me giggle slightly and the movement seemed to catch Kitty by surprise. She gasped and arched her back appreciatively… and this time I couldn’t keep my hips from twitching in response. For several minutes, we bucked and squirmed against each other while struggling to regain our self-control. Kitty eventually pulled her ropes taught, keeping her body rigid even as she panted heavily. I thought she might lose it, but she somehow managed to keep still. My insiders continued to flutter long after Kitty stopped moving. I looked up at her and saw that she was trying to keep perfectly still, but her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her mouth formed a perfect “O”. It wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge… and I have to admit, there was a part of me that really wanted to see that. Kitty finally exhaled a long and ragged breath, releasing some of the tension from her body…
That’s when I saw it… One of the knots nestled between her breasts slipped nearly half an inch!
“Oh my goodness… Kitty… the ropes!”
“What about them, Ms. Kent? Are you… OHHH... Ohmygod…what… what are you doing?!?!”
I had a theory, but I had to be sure. I yanked on the ropes with my arms and pulled Kitty towards me. Kitty couldn’t help but to arch her back yet again. This time I paid closer attention to the knots of her harness… and as she writhed I once again saw one of the knots slip a little further. I also discovered that I had a little more mobility in my right calf, and I could swing my left arm a little bit further than I could a few moments ago. It wasn’t a lot, but it was something.
Or was I just imagining it?
“Soooo… uhnnnn… so good... Can’t take… much… much more…” Kitty was now bucking her hips wildly into mine. She was way ahead of me, but I was catching up fast.
“Kitty… I… I think…uhhh… I think the ropes are getting… ohh…looser!” Her movements were driving me insane, grinding against me in just the perfect way.
Was it possible that I was only seeing what I wanted to see?
If we kept going, I didn’t think we’d be able to stop. I knew that her orgasm would trigger mine, and then mine would drive her to another, and so and so on without end. I could just imagine the two of us grinding against each other for the rest of the night, only to be found still bound, drenched and exhausted by the library’s morning staff.
The knots were getting looser… weren’t they?
Kitty Savior’s eyes smoldered at me and in a husky voice she said, “Oh, please… don’t stop…”
The way she said it… the way she looked at me…
I honestly didn’t care if my plan would work or not.
I didn’t stop.
“Ms. Kent, wake up… Can you hear me? …Ms. Kent? ...Please, I need you to wake up… Ms. Kent…”
As I started to come around I could immediately tell that something was very, very wrong. My head was throbbing, every muscle ached and I could barely move. You’d think that after winding up in so many strange imperilments over the last few weeks that I would eventually get used to waking up in bizarre bondage contraptions… but alas... the bad guys always seemed to find new ways to keep me on my toes… or on my back in this particular case.
I took some small measure of comfort in the fact that this time I didn’t have a gag in my mouth, and then promptly realized how low my standards had fallen to find relief in such a thing.
Kitty continued to call out to me, so I struggled to shake off the cobwebs so that I could reply and figure out exactly what all of the fuss was about. I groaned with discomfort as I tried to test my restraints and open my bleary eyes. Kitty groaned also, but for a much different reason…
“Ohhhh! …Ms. Kent, oh… oh my goodness… I’m so glad you’re awake, but please… please… you have to try to hold still…”
Hold still? I felt like I couldn’t have moved even if I had wanted to! What was she talking about?
I finally managed to clear my vision just as I became alert enough to comprehend the nature of my situation. Predictably, I panicked and started to thrash against my restraints. “OHMYGOD!!! WHAT IS THIS?!? LET ME OUT!!!”
Thrashing did very little to provide for my escape, but it did have other consequences. My every movement pulled Kitty Savior’s body more tightly against my own. Kitty pulled back to maintain her equilibrium and this pulled my body towards hers. Our limbs were intertwined such that every possible movement from one of us would result in a movement from the other.
Kitty’s voice was breathless and thick with arousal. “OHH! Ms. Kent, please… you… you must, uhnn… not… mmm… move…”
She must have been struggling to escape for quite a while before I woke up. Kitty already seemed to be struggling to contain herself as our exposed flesh pressed together. It required absolute concentration to hold still, and the realization that both of us were completely naked and becoming increasingly aroused only made it that much harder to concentrate.
“Kitty… ohmygod… I’m so sorry! These ropes are so tight! I hope I’m not hurting you…”
Kitty groaned and closed her eyes, trying to remain focused. “Hurting me? No… ohhh… definitely not… hurting me...”
I could tell from the silence and from the darkness outside the windows that the library was closed. I must have been unconscious for hours. I very slowly raised my head and tried to get a look at the elaborate bondage harness that ensnared us both. I had to admit that it was an impressive display of engineering.
“There’s no way that Sarah constructed this thing all by herself. In fact, since she had a final exam to turn in, Sarah probably just left us lying there after she knocked us out. It was probably a couple of random library patrons that took advantage of the situation and stripped us of our clothes and…”
Kitty shuddered and I could feel her exquisite movements reverberating through me.
“MMMmmmmsss. Kent… mmmaybe we… should… should talk about something else?”
Kitty’s body was drenched with sweat. In fact, so was I. It was the middle of summer and it felt like someone had cranked up the thermostat in the library. I imagined that’s exactly what must have happened. Someone was clearly getting off on the idea of two sweaty, naked women tied together while they grind into each other and… ohmygod… I was getting off on it myself!
“You… you’re right… maybe we should talk about baseball or something… Uhm… How ‘bout them Cubbies?”
“Do you… do you even know anything… about baseball, Ms. Kent?”
“Uhm, actually no... that was pretty much all I had... I was hoping you might take over from there.”
Kitty laughed softly, creating just enough movement to start a ripple of pleasure that took my breath away.
“Ohhhh… ohmy… so much for baseball… Maybe you should… tell me about yourself? I don’t actually know anything about you?”
Kitty closed her eyes and tried to relax. “Well, let’s see… My name is Kitty Savior and I’m, well, you could say I’m a kind of environmentalist.”
I nodded, then thought better of it and reminded myself to hold still. “I see, so that’s why Sarah kept calling you ‘tree hugger’… I was wondering about that.”
“Some of my exploits have made international news. I am actually what is known as an Environmental Troubleshooter. I travel all over the world and investigate environmental disasters… and stop them when I can.”
“Oh, my… that sounds so exciting! I would love to travel and help people like that.”
“It can be very dangerous at times… Some of my enemies are very rich and powerful people.”
“How thrilling! My job is so mundane. I’m no globetrotter, but I try to do what I can to help people also.”
Kitty started to laugh “Librarianship doesn’t seem all that safe from where I’m sitting… and obviously you’ve made a few enemies. I think your life might be more thrilling than you realize, Ms. Kent.”
This made me giggle slightly and the movement seemed to catch Kitty by surprise. She gasped and arched her back appreciatively… and this time I couldn’t keep my hips from twitching in response. For several minutes, we bucked and squirmed against each other while struggling to regain our self-control. Kitty eventually pulled her ropes taught, keeping her body rigid even as she panted heavily. I thought she might lose it, but she somehow managed to keep still. My insiders continued to flutter long after Kitty stopped moving. I looked up at her and saw that she was trying to keep perfectly still, but her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her mouth formed a perfect “O”. It wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge… and I have to admit, there was a part of me that really wanted to see that. Kitty finally exhaled a long and ragged breath, releasing some of the tension from her body…
That’s when I saw it… One of the knots nestled between her breasts slipped nearly half an inch!
“Oh my goodness… Kitty… the ropes!”
“What about them, Ms. Kent? Are you… OHHH... Ohmygod…what… what are you doing?!?!”
I had a theory, but I had to be sure. I yanked on the ropes with my arms and pulled Kitty towards me. Kitty couldn’t help but to arch her back yet again. This time I paid closer attention to the knots of her harness… and as she writhed I once again saw one of the knots slip a little further. I also discovered that I had a little more mobility in my right calf, and I could swing my left arm a little bit further than I could a few moments ago. It wasn’t a lot, but it was something.
Or was I just imagining it?
“Soooo… uhnnnn… so good... Can’t take… much… much more…” Kitty was now bucking her hips wildly into mine. She was way ahead of me, but I was catching up fast.
“Kitty… I… I think…uhhh… I think the ropes are getting… ohh…looser!” Her movements were driving me insane, grinding against me in just the perfect way.
Was it possible that I was only seeing what I wanted to see?
If we kept going, I didn’t think we’d be able to stop. I knew that her orgasm would trigger mine, and then mine would drive her to another, and so and so on without end. I could just imagine the two of us grinding against each other for the rest of the night, only to be found still bound, drenched and exhausted by the library’s morning staff.
The knots were getting looser… weren’t they?
Kitty Savior’s eyes smoldered at me and in a husky voice she said, “Oh, please… don’t stop…”
The way she said it… the way she looked at me…
I honestly didn’t care if my plan would work or not.
I didn’t stop.
Librarian Perils #24 - Book Bashing
Kitty Savior was unconscious and I wasn’t in much better shape. Sarah Brigade had us right where she wanted us and she knew it. I had to do something to put an end to this pointless violence, but I was still writhing on the floor in a bizarre mix of ecstasy and pain that my brain was having difficulty processing.
Sarah grabbed Kitty by the collar of her jacket and hauled her to her feet. I noticed that Kitty’s eyelids fluttered and her legs could still support some of her weight. She seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness, but she was heavily stunned and her arms hung limply at her sides. Kitty flopped around like a ragdoll in Sarah’s arms and she was definitely in no condition to retaliate. The crowd was too busy taking pictures and videos with their cell phones to come to our aid. I realized that if anyone was going to save us, it would have to be me.
Sarah slapped Kitty across the face, but my ally didn’t respond. “Awww… What’s wrong, tree hugger? Ready to tap out already? You might be big and famous for saving the whales and the rainforests and rescuing puppies and blahblahblah… but I’m going to be famous for setting YOUR puppies loose!!!”
Sarah grabbed Kitty’s dress and yanked her top down, exposing Kitty’s breasts for all to see. Flashes went off from dozens of cell phone cameras at once as the crowd giggled and laughed. Sarah turned to the assembled crowd to display her victim, putting on quite a show as she swung Kitty around as if she were a wet noodle. Sarah held Kitty’s arms behind her back and turned Kitty’s chest toward the crowd of onlookers so that they could get an unobstructed view of her naked breasts.
“That’s right, people… NOBODY fucks with Sarah Brigade! Not even so called big shots like Kitty Savior!”
I managed to roll over onto my side and saw a very large hardback book laying nearby. I remembered something that a recent library patron had told me: Books could be used for more than just reading. I decided right then and there that I would turn THIS heavy book into a weapon!
Sarah reached around and pulled on Kitty’s nipples and then jiggled one of them violently as she laughed. The crowd cheered and more camera flashes went off, which made Sarah even more aggressive. She was playing to the crowd and posturing, seeking approval from the masses the way that one might expect to observe from a professional wrestler on TV. Fortunately for me, Sarah was too engrossed with the response of the crowd to pay much attention to what I was trying to do.
I grabbed the hardback book and managed to get to my knees. The room seemed to be spinning dizzily and for a moment I thought that I might pass out, but I shook it off and continued slowly getting to me feet. Kitty had tried to save me; the least that I could do was attempt to rescue her in return. I just hoped that Sarah wouldn’t realize what I was about to do until it was too late.
Sarah reached under the hem of Kitty’s skirt, hooked the helpless girl’s panties and yank them down to her calves. Kitty whimpered slightly, but her body was still completely limp and unresponsive. If it weren’t for Sarah’s support, Kitty Savior would have collapsed into a helpless puddle on the floor.
I finally managed to stand, clutching the heavy book in my hands. With all of my strength, I drew back and took aim for Sarah’s head. I was going to knock that crazy bitch into next week!
Sarah continued to play to the crowd. “That’s right people! Who’s the champion? You got that right! Sarah Brigade!!! … and don’t you forget it!”
I put everything that I had into swinging my heavy hardback book at the back of Sarah’s head… but at the last possible moment she lashed backwards with her elbow and smacked me square in the face and interrupted my swing.
My world exploded into blazing white as the pain in my face overwhelmed my senses. Starlight seemed to flash behind my eyes and I could swear that I heard birds chirping and tweeting like some sort of psychedelic cartoon. The floor suddenly rushed up and smacked me in the cheek. I realized that I was on the floor and looked up at Sarah Brigade as she towered over me.
“You think I’m stupid, little girl? You can’t sneak up on me!”
For Kitty’s sake, I struggled to remain conscious, but it was a losing battle. Sarah was victorious and I could do nothing but wait until Sarah decided to finish me off.
“I already gave you the fingerbang, Ms. Kent… now you just get the BANG!”
Sarah picked up the book that I had intended to hit her with and experimented with its weight. I knew what was coming next, but I was too dazed to do anything about it. Satisfied with the capabilities of her newly acquired weapon, Sarah Brigade finally gave it a swing aimed directly at my face. The heavy book rocketed towards me and filled my field of vision and the impact knocked my lights out.
Librarian Perils #23 - My Savior
Sarah Brigade’s hand suddenly jerked free from my panties as the hand around my throat released its grip. Air rushed into my lungs just in time to prevent me from blacking out… but at that point nothing could stop me from cumming. The orgasm that ripped through me was magnificent, but my body was completely exhausted and I couldn’t do much more than lie there and twitch slightly as I gasped and panted.
As my awareness returned I realized that I was being straddled by two women locked in combat. Sarah Brigade didn’t seem very happy about the interruption.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!?!? GET THE HELL OFFA ME!!”
A young woman in a denim jacket and white dress had her arms locked under Sarah Brigade’s chin and she seemed to be trying to pull Sarah off of me. Sarah was trying to hold her position, but I could see that the new girl was beginning to pull her off balance. I wanted to buck Sarah off and help to gang up on her alongside my brave rescuer, but I was too spent to even move. It was taking all of my focus just to remain conscious.
I heard the young woman grunt with exertion as she threw all of her weight backwards, pulling Sarah along with her. For a moment my mysterious ally ended up on her back with Sarah on top of her, but she continued to roll and used her momentum to send Sarah crashing into a nearby bookcase. Both women got to their feet and squared off, preparing for another round.
“Well, well, well… If it isn’t Kitty Savior herself... Shouldn’t you be hugging a tree or saving the whales?’
Kitty remained calm and alert as she slowly circled the larger woman. “Leave her alone, Sarah... I don’t want to fight you. .. Just walk away.”
Sarah flexed and balled up her fists. “I wouldn’t want to fight me either! I’m one scary bitch! Why don’t you just go recycle something… and let me get back to showing Ms. Kent here a good time.”
“I’m not going to let you do that, Sarah.”
Despite her smaller stature, Kitty Savior didn’t seem to be intimidated, and Sarah didn’t seem very enthusiastic about fighting someone that was prepared to fight back. For a moment, Sarah’s bravado faded and I thought that this might all be over... then Sarah glanced around at the crowd that was surrounding us. The realization that she was still in the spotlight seemed to strengthen Sarah’s resolve.
“What’s it to you, Savior? This is none of your damn business!”
Kitty shrugged. “I don’t like bullies.”
“Oh, you’re gonna LOOOOOVE me, green freak… The good girls always do!”
Sarah lunged at Kitty, but Kitty was prepared and sidestepped the attack, using Sarah’s momentum to send the larger woman crashing into another bookcase. Kitty moved gracefully and with purpose. She wasn’t using martial arts or wrestling moves, but she seemed to be trained in self-defense at the very least.
Sarah started pulling heavy books from the shelves and hurled them at Kitty’s face. Kitty danced backwards, but she had little room to maneuver between the shelves. She raised her arms in front of her face to block the incoming books, but this obscured her view of Sarah. This was what Sarah had intended and she launched herself at Kitty, driving her shoulder into Kitty’s stomach and sending them both flying backwards. This time Kitty was the one to slam into a bookshelf and I heard the air whoosh from her lungs as she had the wind knocked out of her. Sarah tried to keep her opponent pinned in the corner, but Kitty locked her ankle behind Sarah’s calf and gave the big girl a solid shove that sent Sarah toppling backwards.
Sarah landed hard on her ass right beside me and our eyes met. She seemed surprised to suddenly find herself on the ground and worried that perhaps she had bitten off more than she could chew by fighting with Kitty Savior. I was still struggling to focus and recover. My strength was slowly returning and I wanted to help Kitty, but at that moment Sarah realized that fighting both of us would be an even bigger problem… so she slammed her elbow into my nose. Blazing white stars exploded before my eyes and what little strength I had recovered slipped away in a fog of pain.
“Sit tight, Ms. Kent… I’ll give you some more in a second.”
Kitty once again rushed to my aid, but this time Sarah was faster… and more ruthless. As Kitty stepped over me to get to Sarah, Sarah lashed out with her heavy boots and kicked Kitty directly in the crotch. Kitty grunted and clutched herself with both hands as she staggered backwards; then her heel tripped over one of my calves and she lost her balance. Kitty fell backwards and the back of her head slammed into a bookcase with a dull thud. Her eyes slowly rolled up into her head and Kitty Savior let out a helpless groan as she slowly slid to the floor.
Sarah scrambled to her feet and dusted herself off, standing victoriously over Kitty and I. She nudged my naked breast with the toe of her boot to get my attention, and then Sarah Brigade gestured at the fallen young woman that had tried to rescue me.
“Take a good look, Ms. Kent… So much for your ‘Savior’…”
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