Author's Note: This is another write up of a true story, about six months ago "Reneé" emailed me describing how she and her now husband had got into bondage and asked if I'd write a short story based on their experience. I've obviously changed quite a few details to protect their identities but I really wanted to leave as much intact as possible.

Let me know what you think, I'm a little concerned that I wrapped up the tale a little too early but I wanted to keep this one as close to what happened as possible rather than extrapolate and just write pure fiction - if you're looking for that click my author name... There are plenty in there!

Drop us a comment to let know what you think, when it's published I'll also forward the page onto Reneé and her husband so they can read them too!


Reneé and I had been dating for nearly three months, if you'd asked me a few years ago if I could imagine being in a loving interracial relationship with a blind woman I'd have answered with a resounding no. The only time I'd asked my partner how she felt about sleeping with a thin, bespeckled ginger she'd replied with "Whoa, slow the fuck down... Are you saying I'm black!?" And we'd left the conversation there.

Reneé was a lecturer at the local university, once I'd managed to sneak into one of her classes but I'd been left with a complete confusion and sense of just how intelligent the young woman was.

Tonight was a major step in our relationship, it was the first time Reneé had visited my flat. This may seem odd to you, I can assure you that the reason we'd last it so long was not my fear of her discovering my porn mags, dodgy music collection or penchant for avoiding tidying up. It was her comfort, the blind often find visiting somewhere new extremely intimidating, bruised knees and awkward stumbling is common and I didn't want Reneé to have feel uncomfortable with me.

We laughed as we ate dinner together, the young woman's face lit up as she teased me and fell into her hands when I said something stupid.

Later that night we made love, she threw me back into the pillows and climbed on top. Slowly, she began to suck on my cock, coaxing the erection with minimal effort before taking hold of my balls and massaging them gently as she blew me.

It took some time before she was done playing, eventually Reneé moved into position and slid herself down on my now throbbing erection. I watched in awe as the ebony skinned beauty began to grind her hips, stimulating herself on my cock and gasping with the pleasure it brought her.

As the sex grew more vigorous the young woman grasped her breasts, holding them tightly and kneeding them with her hands as I continued to drive myself into her.

After our orgasms we collapsed into each other's arms, my partner's skin shone with a fine trace of sweat, her chest rose and fell as she drew breath, each lungful of air raising her erect nipples into my line of vision.

"I want to ask you something..." She began.

"What?" I asked, turning to face her as she rested a hand on my chest.

"Are you..." She paused "Are we... Is there anything we're not doing? Something you've done with your other girlfriends you don't think you can do with me because I'm... Because I can't see?"

I sat up in bed and held her, Reneé had never seemed so vulnerable before, since knowing her for more than five minutes I couldn't see her lack of sight as a weakness, a disability. It was part of who she was, part of her character, her strength. Now, suddenly it seemed her biggest fear, that I was unhappy with our sex life, with her, because of her blindness. I didn't know what to say!

"No!" I exclaimed "There's not..." I wanted to give her something, anything other than a denial so she'd believe I was being as honest as I could with her. "I've never had sex like I've had with you! When we're together..." I trailed off "My last girlfriend and I did some kinky stuff," I admitted "but the reason I've never suggested it to you was because I didn't think it was your sort of thing... Not because I didn't think you could do it!"

"Not my sort of thing?" She mumbled, forming words around tears of relief.

"She read that book with the kinky billionaire and wanted to try it," I told her "I just thought it probably wasn't up your street..."

"I've listened to the audiobook..." She smiled.

We talked more over the next few days, I admitted that I did enjoy the kinky sex I'd had in the past and my lover had opened up about how she really did want to try it. It was hard for her I realised, I'd failed to realise just how trusting someone with limited sight had to be. The thought of giving up all control, of letting me restrain her and take away her freedom must be scary! BDSM to a regular couple involved some ropes and sex toys, but Reneé would be utterly helpless. Unable to see, unable to move and completely dependent on me. The more I thought about the idea the harder I grew.

I'd assembled what I had in the kitchen, I'd thrown out the dildos and vibrators my ex and I had bought together, it had seemed entirely inappropriate to keep them, let alone use them on someone else! What had kept however was the pride of my collection, a black leather armbinder. Ellen, my ex had only worn it on a few occasions and we'd spent a lot of money on it. During the great clear out I'd refused to throw it away, today I was silently pleased with my decision. In addition I'd scrounged a selection of belts, some of which I'd worn for work, others I'd bought with bondage in mind. Standing beside my collection, her arms by her sides, nude and blissfully unaware of the toys I'd assembled was Reneé.

"I'm going to put your arms in a sleeve." I told her.

The young woman nodded nervously as I picked up the leather restraint. Guiding her hands to their place behind her back I slid the black leather over her arms and fastened the leather strap over her chest which would hold the sleeve in place. Taking my time I laced up the armbinder, much like a corset the lacing process cannot be rushed. I took my time, knotting each pair of eyelets with the black laces before moving onto the next. The monoglove tightened as I worked my way from bottom to top until the single sleeve was secure and my girlfriend's arms were completely immobilised behind her back.

"How does that feel?" I asked.

The young woman nodded "Ok." She assured me, I placed a hand on her chest to reassure her. Goosebumps covered her skin as she shivered with a combination of nerves and excitement.

"Sit on the edge of the table." I told her.

Cautiously Reneé made her way backwards until she could feel the sturdy wood against the back of her leather clad hands. Taking her time she eased herself onto it so her butt was perched neatly on the table edge and her feet swung an inch from the floor.

"This is going to feel a little weird," I warned her "let me know if it's not ok!"

I saw her nod in acknowledgement as I picked up a pair of thin women's belts. I'd bought them a couple of years ago with the intention of using them on Ellen, after a couple of failed attempts we'd concluded that she was not busty enough and I'd thrown them into the bottom of the toy box. As I examined Reneé's breasts I was quietly hopeful!

Carefully I slid the first belt under my girlfriend's breast. I'd seen pictures online which illustrated what I was trying to achieve but I was still sceptical having tried the same thing and failed in the past. Gently, taking care not to nip the sensitive skin I tightened the belt and fastened the buckle. Reneé was perfect, the leather strap held her boob tightly and as I watched her nipple hardened with excitement.

"Same on the other side?" I checked.

She nodded quickly, taking the second belt I buckled it around her other boob, double checking to make sure both sides were as tight as each other.

Smiling to myself at my victory I reached into my backpack and pulled out a parcel which had arrived by special delivery this morning.

"I want to gag you now if that's ok?" I asked. She nodded again "If you're worried about anything or want me to stop just grunt as loud as you can," I told her "I'll let you out straight away!"

"Ok..." She smiled nervously.

I'd chosen a ring gag for tonight. It wouldn't dampen the sound as much as some of the rubber ones I'd seen, it would also introduce her to the experience of drooling uncontrollably, something I always wanted to see but Ellen had considered uncouth and refused to let me make her do. Also, assuming I'd guessed the size correctly I could stick my cock through the ring and put her mouth to good use. I smiled as my depraved inner monologue continued to suggest ideas.

My girlfriend opened wide to allow me to slide the gag behind her teeth, once I'd buckled it behind her head there was no way the young woman could close her mouth or force the gag out.

"Can you get up on the table?" I asked, I realised with the value of hindsight that this may have been easier before I'd strapped up her arms in the monoglove.

"Ahhh hin'k how..." She managed to articulate around the gag.

With some help Reneé managed to position herself so she was lying on her front on the wooden tabletop. I gazed in wonder at how the belts around her breasts caused her boobs to tighten so it looked like my girlfriend was lying on two balloons, forget the pictures you've seen online of white girls in this position, these were were round, plump and firm and the same beautiful ebony colour as the rest of her body.

Quickly I grabbed the two belts I'd saved for last, these were my work ones and fitted comfortably round her upper leg. I buckled them securing her thigh to her lower leg with the knee bent. With all the restraints in place I knew it was impossible for the young woman to escape from the tabletop, what I was still unsure about was how she felt about it.

Crouching down beside her I whispered in my girlfriend's ear. "What I love most about this," I explained "is that now you're completely at my mercy." I slipped a finger deep into the young woman's pussy to illustrate my point, I could feel the natural lubricant which quickly coated my hands, evidence that I was not the only one enjoying our first kinky experience together. Reneé let out a moan as I moved my finger inside her "I can do whatever I want to you..." I whispered.

"Hif hoo eep hingerrin' hee..." She managed to say, saliva was dripping from her open mouth and running down her chin as she drooled uncontrollably "hen hy'll hoo wha hoo hant..." I slid my finger in and out of her pussy, stroking her clit as I did and eliciting further gasps of delight from the young woman.

Smiling wickedly I walked around to the edge of the table where her chin rested on the polished wood. A small puddle of saliva gathered on the floor where it had escaped from her mouth, I hoped she had plenty left.

"I'm not sure you understand..." I whispered, unzipping my flies and sliding my cock through the middle of the ring gag "You don't have any say in the matter!"

Reneé's eyes widened as they expressed what her mouth could not, she was going to enjoy this!