This is a continuation of my previous story: "Bad Vibe: Aftermath"
It continues the story of Craig, his mother Amy, and Maude Richardson. It will make a lot more sense if you read that story first. The story "A Bad Vibe" is the first in the series.
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Craig is a new freshman at the State University about two hours by car from his home. It has been an exciting few months since the night of the graduation party he went to with other members of his high school football team.
At the party someone had spiked his drink with a mild hallucinogen, Later in the evening he had rescued the school librarian, Mrs Maude Richardson, half way through a gang rape by the other members of the football team.
After escaping with Maude they had contacted his mother Amy and Maude's sister, an assistant State's Attorney, and the police.
In the ensuing weeks Maude had Stayed with Amy and Craig and by the time Maude had left town to take up a new position at the State University, Craig had begun to enjoy sex with both his mother and Maude.
He was a virgin when they started but after several hot threesome sex he felt like he knew it all. He was wrong.
He was now in the University library on his first night of his part time job there. Maude had helped him get a work-study position there. His shift was from 8PM until 10PM when the library closed.
The Graduate assistant that was training him set him to learning the computer system the library used. He couldn't help but notice the GA, she was a few years older than him, tall, dark haired and quite attractive.
At the end of his shift Tara, the graduate assistant, told him that the head librarian wanted to see him in her office. She told him that it was normal for Mrs. Richardson (Maude) to want to see new employees.
Craig knocked at the door, realizing that he and Maude were now the only people in the building.
"Come in."
He entered her office, it was large. Maude sat behind a large desk. The office also included some side chairs facing the desk and a small area with couch and easy chairs arranged around a small coffee table at the other end of the room.
Maude was studying some papers and didn't acknowledge Craig for a half a minute or so, then looked up with a cold expression on her face.
"Hello Mr. Thorvaldsson, I am Maude Richardson, the Head Librarian, I asked you here so that I can get to know you better."
Craig was startled with her reception, she was acting as if she didn't know him, as if they hadn't ever been naked together in bed, with his mother beside them urging the two of them on. He thought that he better play along with her.
"Yes Mrs Richardson, I hope that I can live up to your expectations."
"I'm sure you can Craig, may I call you Craig?"
"Yes, Mau... Mrs Richardson."
"When we are alone, you can refer to me as Ma'am, perhaps in time we can find some other way for you to address me."
"Yes ma'am."
"Tara said that you are catching on to our computer system very well, have you had experience in this type of system?"
"Yes ma'am, it is very similar to the system we had in my high school."
"Of course as an employee you will find that you have far more access to other parts of the system beyond the mere looking up of books."
"Yes Ma'am."
"Craig you will find that there are only two other men working at the library, apart from the janitorial staff, do you know why that is?"
"Um, ma'am is that because you have a tendency to mistrust men?"
"Correct. So from now on, when we are alone together I insist that you must make yourself vulnerable to me. Do you understand?"
"Yes ma'am, what ever you say."
"Excellent Craig. I want you to be nude. Please make yourself so."
Maude went back to reading whatever papers were on her desk. Craig looked around, the curtains and blinds on the outside windows were closed.
He was a little nervous, but he remembered Maude mentioning this at his house, how she would probably be nervous being alone with a man, and would probably want to tie or restrain him, or put him in lingerie to make him more vulnerable and less aggressive.
He quickly undressed and placed his clothes on one of the chairs in front of her desk, his shirt draped over the back, his boxers folded and on top of his folded jeans, his shoes in front of the chair with his socks inside them.
Maude looked up and smiled. It was an odd smile, there was an aggressive tone to it, and Craig thought it looked like the smile a tiger might have just before it pounced on a helpless deer.
"Very good Craig, I do have a few things for you to wear. Put this on."
She handed him a dog collar. It was the nylon type with a plastic buckle that snapped it together. It was thin and pink. He clicked it on.
"And this."
She placed a very flimsy yet frilly garment on the edge of her desk. Craig picked it up. It was the top of a woman's baby-doll nighty, except that it was very short. It was frilly and nearly see-through. He put it on and it only came down to his belly button.
"Very nice. Now come over here, I have one more thing."
He went around the side of the desk, she swiveled her chair to face him. She reached for his cock, already at half mast and growing quickly, and pulled him closer, between her spread legs. She didn't let go of his cock, and put her other hand around his balls.
"Tsk Tsk, already growing out of control. What do you have to say about that," she said with a straight face.
"Um, ahh, I can't help it ma'am."
Maude reached into a drawer and pulled out a pink dog leash, she handed it to him and told him to attach it to his collar.
"Very good. Craig, I hope you understand that I have to be in charge, even with you I need to feel entirely in charge when it's just the two of us."
"Yes Ma'am, I understand completely, I'll do what ever you say."
"Good."
Maude pushed Craig back a few feet and stood up. She was wearing a white blouse with a frilly collar and some frills down the front. The blouse was tucked into a pleated dark blue skirt that came down to just below her knees. She wore tall boots with 3 inch heels.
Taking the leash she led him over to the couch and after having him move the coffee table she had him kneel in front of where she sat on the couch.
