Dominated by the Librarian #3: 'Surrender to Obey' (male submission erotica)

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stuff? Does she let you tie her up too?”
    “Well, what do you think we are here for?” I asked rhetorically to avoid answering his question and I smiled a crooked smile that I knew could mean anything.
    I didn’t really want to admit that my newfound lover had future plans that I was pretty sure of didn’t involved her getting tied up, but there was a certain possibility that the other way around may occur, but you could torture me for hours before I would admit that to Dave.
    A part of me hoped that the handwritten note that Eleanor had given me before we parted was a joke. That is was some sort of “I dare you” game that I hadn’t figured out yet.
    But what if it was not? A small voice whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. What do you think she will do to you?
    I shook my head, trying to get rid of the naughty thoughts that threatened to invade my mind. To be honest, I felt slightly guilty over that the ideas of what she may want to do held such a promise over me.
    “Come on, don’t be such a ninny,” I said and before Dave – or myself for that matter! – had time to change his mind I pushed brass handle to the glass door open. “I’ll buy you a beer afterwards.”
     
    The windows had been tinted and as I stepped through the doors I suddenly understood why. The shop was large and brightly lit and looked like a combination of a pharmacy and some sort of modern elegant spa, with one large difference: The items that were at display were most certainly not the kind of items that you could find at any pharmacy or spa.
    “You owe me more than a beer for this,” Dave muttered behind me.
    The shop assistant, a tall woman in her early thirties with auburn hair, was helping a middle-aged couple choose between different kind of sex toys and I heard them discuss the pros and cons of rubber versus silicon like they were discussing which kind of colour they would have on the curtains. The shop assistant gave crisp and professional comments in a way that almost made me look twice to see if they really were still discussing dildos or not. I tried not to blush as the shop assistant finally held up the winning toy for the middle-aged couple to admire, before she wrapped it and the couple left the shop with an air of satisfaction over a “mission accomplished” surrounding them.
    Clearly, someone is going to have a nice time on Friday, I concluded and felt a twang of jealousy over their natural approach to buying sex equipment. Personally I rarely felt awkward in most situations, but this apparently was the exception to the rule.
    Dave meanwhile had wisely fled the exhibition of dildos in their glass cabinets and he was inspecting various full body latex suits in different colours. The clothes made me slightly uncomfortable, because there always seemed to be too many holes in them somehow for my imagination.
    “Can I help you, sir?” the tall shop assistant asked in her cool and professional tone. Her auburn hair was cut in a neat bob exactly to her cheek and she was dressed in a smart grey office suit that would let her blend in at any business meeting downtown. She was actually quite attractive I realized, with almond shaped eyes and perfectly white teeth.
    If I hadn’t been messed up by a certain short and curvy redheaded librarian I would have tried to hit on her and as on cue Dave had started to move closer, pretending to inspect some of the dildos that looked like some sort of futuristic space ships.
    “Ah, yes – ” I started to say, but Dave interrupted me.
    “Are these any good?” he asked and pointed at a rubber dildo that seemed to be designed for more than one person somehow. He smiled a roguish smile; the kind of smile that one day surely would get him into trouble.
    Despite being slightly geeky, a lot of women seemed to think that Dave was charming in his own way, something that I never really understood. Perhaps it was his Scottish heritage of simply being himself in combination of

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