The BDSM Wing.

"Not so fast!", you say, reaching for her wrist, grabbing it in a tight, almost painful grip, and moving it away from your crotch. She winces and looks at you, confused. You tighten your grip ever so slightly, and see her face twitch in slight pain.

"No touching", you tell her, and let go. The stares at you with big eyes, rubbing her wrist absent mindedly. "You must earn that", you add, and grant her a stern look. She starts to tremble, almost imperceptibly.

"Cameron, I am not sure, I... I understand", she starts, but you raise your right indes finger. "Hush!", you command. "Now show me the section of the library which has those books about bondage and dominance. I might be in the mood for a bit of... inspiration."

The librarian looks at you for a moment, you can almost see her mind reeling and rumbling behind those innocent eyes. Then she nods, turns around and starts walking three steps.

"Ah! Not so fast!", you interrupt her, and she freezes in her tracks. "What... why?", she asks meekly.

"I want you to drop that skirt first", you inform her, and as she starts to turn around, you clack your tongue and make her freeze once more. "Don't turn", you say, "stay where you are. Just drop that skirt. Show me what you got underneath."

You watch her, trembling, shaken by confusion, slight embarrasement but obviously also a pinch of desire, before she nestles with her skirt and lets it slide to the floor. You can see that she's wearing a red garter belt, paired with red, almost see-through panties. Her ass is firm and round, her skin white and unflawed.

"Nice ass", you comment, and see her shudder. "Now move that ass forward!"

She starts walking, still wearing her shoes, her white blouse and her stockings, but without her skirt. The mixture of clothing while being exposed at the same time makes for an interesting and rather arousing view. You feel your cock stir and a malicious grin creeps on your face.

You will have fun with that one, you promise yourself.