The Librarian by penny On the internet it was easy. Alex could be anyone she wanted. She could be a high class executive or a high class whore. In real life Alex was a librarian in a big city library. She loved her job and it was the installation of the internet at work which made her eventually have it installed at home. Alex soon began to enjoy IRC and she started talking to this man whos nickname was ''master''. His real name was Michael and he lived pretty close to her in London. Alex told him about her failed marriage and how she longed to find someone who cared. As time went by she found out that he had a interest in BDSM which she did too, that was why he called himself ''Master''. She felt foolish that she hadn't thought about that sooner. The very first time they chatted in a sexy way, was about a month after they first 'met'. He told her to call him Master and she agreed. He told her to do everything he asked her to do and she agreed to that too. She actually loved being submissive to this total stranger. Sometimes they would play at being different people. He would be the terrifying teacher and she the school girl, a naughty one at that. Then he'd be the masochistic master and she'd be the obedient slave and so it went on. Each time they played one of these games, Alex would copy and paste the chat history into a word document. She did this so that she could read them over again when she felt the need. It had been two months now since they first 'met'. She had changed. Once a 'plain Jane', she now took time over her clothes and make up. She wore classy clothes and she smiled so much more now. She even smiled at the old men who took the books from the top shelf. She even smiled at Mr Masterson, the head librarian and in effect her boss. She loathed him. They had both gone for the position but he had got it. He freaked her out too because he watched her all the time. Once when she was bending over and putting things away on the bottom shelf, she caught him with his head tilted peering at her bottom. She got up immediately and glared at him. He just smiled and walked away. It wasn't that he got the job and she didn't that was the problem, it was his arrogance and his sarcasm, she hated sarcastic people. He was actually very good looking. At least six feet tall, piercing blue eyes, a mop of black hair that was streaked with slivers of white and a dimpled smile that would melt the hardest of hearts. God shut up she thought to herself as she arranged the new batch of books in alphabetical order. She had never thought of Mr Masterson like that before and she couldn't understand why she was thinking it now after such a wonderful time with Michael last night. Alex opened her bag and took out a copy of the chat session. The library was quiet and about to close. good evening princess Hi Michael, how are you? Pretty good thanks, in the mood for YOU!! So who are we tonight then? I think I am your boss and you are a disobedient worker. Fine, what do you want me to do? BANG!!! The library door shut. She jumped and quickly put the pile of papers back into her bag. Looking up she saw Mr Masterson. She felt his breath on her shoulder. She turned to face him and he smiled. Those dimples made her knees weak and unexpectedly she smiled back. 'I've locked up Alex, would you like a drink?', he asked 'Yes please,' she heard herself say. It was like an out of body experience, why was she here having a drink with Mr Masterson when she should be making her way home to be with Michael. Maybe the story had aroused her to the point where she would??..don't be so bloody stupid Alex she told herself. Mr Masterson came back with the drinks and said, 'come to my office, the cleaners will be round in a second and I don't want to sit here while they polish and hoover'. She followed him up the spiral stairs to the office, which she had never seen before. 'Wow, I'm impressed', she enthused. 'Thanks' he said, I need comfort to work well'. Smug Bastard she thought!! But she smiled sweetly and looked around. Plush carpets and a soft leather sofa, computer desk and swivel chair. Lucky Bastard she thought!! Without thinking she sat in the swivel chair, 'yeah, you can sit in the bosses chair if you like', he laughed. 'oh god I'm sorry, said Alex apologetically. The wine made her head a little muzzy and she struggled to focus properly, she always gulped it too quickly. Mr Masterson asked, 'did you do as I asked you Alex?' 'Hmmm', she mused. 'Did you order those film clips from the Archive Resources?' 'Oh god I'm so sorry, she said quickly, I will do it first thing in the morning Mr Masterson'. He came over to her and stood behind her. She felt his strong hands on her both shoulders. He began to massage them and her head fell back and she melted beneath his touch. This felt wonderful. 'I'm sorry Alex, but ''sorry'' just isn't good enough this time'. Alex tried to get up but his strong hands held her down. 'Let me go, Mr Masterson, please', begged Alex. 'No Alex, you have a lesson to learn here, and you will learn!'. The wine had made her weak now but she was fully aware of everything around her. Mr Masterson pulled her to her feet. He slipped her t-shirt over her head, pulled the silk scarf from around her neck and unbuttoned the pin striped trousers and let them fall to the ground. Alex stepped out of them, what in god's name am I doing she thought. Mr Masterson stepped back and admired the site before him. Alex stood there cold and exposed. Her matching red bra and panties no where near covered as much as she wished they did at this very moment. He sat on his chair and told her to lie face down across his lap. She obeyed him though she couldn't think why. He pulled her panties down to her knees, and he stroked her bare bottom with his huge palm. His other palm rested on her smooth back. She felt his palm leave her bare bottom and then felt it hit her so hard that she creamed, 'No, please, no'. 'Ah, but I have to Alex, you have to learn your lesson', he replied. She lost count of the number of times he smacked her bottom and she lost the feeling on her bottom too, but it did feel very hot. Backside numb now, he told her to stand up. She stood slowly and tears streamed down her face. He handed her a tissue and led her to the leather sofa. The cool leather felt good on her hot bottom. Mr Masterson slipped her panties off and forced her legs apart. He knelt down between her legs and she had no will to stop him. He buried his face into her wet, hot mound, his tongue wildly flicking and licking her swollen clit. She was just about to climax when he told her to get up, turn round and put her hands on the back of the sofa. As she did he parted her legs and she felt him enter her. She thrust back onto his cock, arching her back as he held her hips tightly. Her climax made her shudder for ages. Mr Masterson told her to kneel for him. He sat down on the sofa now, led back and ordered her to suck his dripping cock. She buried her face deep into his lap, and sucked for all she was worth. She began to feel horny again so she slipped her hand down between her legs and rubbed her clit as she sucked this tasty cock. Now Mr Masterson was moaning as his cock went down her throat. Alex fingered herself into a second climax just as the first spurt of spunk flooded her mouth. Both spent they sat together on the sofa. When Alex began to breath normally once more, she said, 'I don't even know your first name'. He smiled a dimpled smile and said, 'Its Michael, but you can call me master if you like'.