A huge thank you to https://www.deviantart.com/wildcard4774 for this wonderful birthday gift. I am truly thankful and humbled by this! 

https://www.deviantart.com/alex00xela did a marvelous job at bringing my characters to life and did some truly gorgeous work here. Thank you! 

Too show my appreciation, I wrote a little vignette for this piece. Another huge thank you to https://www.deviantart.com/aidenke for his help in helping me edit this. 

I hope everyone enjoys!

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In the gentle light of an antique lamp, Catharine loomed over her pale-skinned lover. Leaning on the arms of a chair, her dress was barely hanging on her arms, doing little to hide her full chest and her curvaceous figure beneath it. Accented by a green lace garter belt, and black stockings, the librarian raised her right leg to rest her knee on the center of the old oak seat. Then, sliding her knee gently along Jennifer’s inner thighs, Catharine caused the albino woman in the chair to gasp lightly in surprise.

The dark-skinned beauty whispered softly in response. “Shhh. Remember where you are…”

There was something about Catharine’s voice that made Jennifer shiver. A gentleness, but one that somehow conveyed authority. Even while blindfolded, the albino woman could feel her librarian’s hungry eyes upon her. It was a challenge just to keep her breathing slow and steady while her heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute in her chest. The smell of old books, cinnamon, and lavender had flooded her senses while the antique chair she was tied to creaked loudly whenever she shifted in her bonds.

The soft silk scarves were doing an excellent job at keeping her wrists and elbows tied together behind the back of the chair. The silk sash in her mouth made a crude and rather ineffective gag, but it was an acceptable trade-off for now, as it allowed Catharine easy access to the albino’s pale lips. Finally, and somewhat surprisingly, Jennifer’s own blue tie had been repurposed into a rather effective blindfold.

Her rigger – an erstwhile prim and proper librarian - knew that sensory deprivation could heighten the other senses. At least, that’s what Catharine had told Jennifer before, but to experience it was another thing entirely. With Jennifer’s sight taken away, everything she felt, smelled, and heard seemed nearly doubled. The strain of her arms tied tight behind her back was a new and interesting sensation, one that found her unable to wiggle free. Furthermore, she had been stripped down to her underwear, bound and put on display for her lover.

The cool air of the room against her skin helped to combat the rising heat of embarrassment and arousal she was feeling, but Jennifer wasn’t worried. The tension she felt was from something else. Something far more pleasant.

Jennifer’s legs were kept in check by a simple pair of repurposed nylons, now parted slightly by Catharine’s knee. The heady promise that came with it all felt overwhelming, but intoxicating.

The Albino woman’s bonds were rather rudimentary, but they were still effective and secure. Most importantly, they were a sign of trust between the two of them. Jennifer had never let herself be this vulnerable before. Never let her senses and movements be controlled by someone else. But here she was, giving herself to the woman who managed to capture her heart.

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Nine months ago, their relationship had changed. Gradually, Jennifer and Catharine’s interactions had shifted from pure and simple friendship into something more romantic. Roughly three months after that, they had started to become intimate with each other.

Sometimes, Catharine took the lead, showing earnest desires that – with increased familiarity and comfort – turned to actions that felt close to domineering. Normally, Jennifer would have expected discomfort at such a turn but, unexpectedly, that desire from Catharine awakened something within Jennifer. The idea of letting Catharine dominate her, control her, felt strange, but it was curiously enticing.

Once she’d finally admitted her interest in exploring that aspect of their more intimate relations further, they had decided to explore ways to put the usually-dominant Jennifer into bondage. It had proven to be a case of trial and error. Quickly, they had discovered that rope bruised the albino’s skin rather easily. While Jennifer’s wardrobe kept her covered most of the time, it still unnerved them both too much when they saw it. Next, they had tried using tape, only to find that the adhesive caused an allergic reaction when applied directly to Jennifer’s sensitive skin. Thankfully, it was a discovered that could be treated easily enough.

After the tape incident, they had looked towards building a collection of leather gear. However, purchasing and maintaining good quality leather gear was far outside their current budgets. Any efforts there would take time, and neither one of them felt keen to wait. Jennifer had even considered asking her boss if she could barrow some of the gear they used for shoots before she ultimately decided against it. If something happened to the gear while they used it, she’d have to replace it.

Thankfully, an alternative option presented itself. While helping her grandmother with some spring cleaning, Catharine discovered a box filled with silk handkerchiefs, scarves, and shales. Taking one and feeling the smooth material in her hand, a smile had drawn across Catharine’s lips when she finally asked, “Nana, would it be alright if I kept some of these?”

Jennifer had been unsure at first before she agreed to try the scarves. The first test had Catharine carefully tying Jennifer’s hands up front to see how they felt. The albino was surprised at how soft and pleasant they were. She then tried “struggling” in them to see how well they held and to see if they would leave more angry marks. Much to their satisfaction, the scarves left no bruising at all.

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Now, here they were. Secreted away in a private corner of the special collections section of the university library. Catharine had always wanted to do a session in a semi-public area, but until Jennifer, it had been just a dream. The day she had finally gotten Jennifer to agree to join her, albeit in an unconventional manner, would always stay with her.

It had been a slow day in the library at large, helping limit the risk of anyone witnessing their daringness. Their game was still a risk, however, and the moment Catharine had flashed the albino woman a glimpse of her rope harness and lingerie in the middle of the stacks had sent a thrill coursing through her every nerve.

Now, that same thrill had returned almost tenfold. They were both in an indisposed state, one made helpless by the other. All in the librarian’s own place of work, no less! Sure, it was risky. Unwise and maybe even a little dangerous, perhaps, but there was something about the thrill of the situation that made them both decide to continue.

Catharine leaned forward to kiss the gagged lips of her love. The act earned an adorable squeak from her albino partner, who then kissed her back. Jennifer was hungry to feel the librarian’s lips against her own.

Catharine smiled into the cleave gagged kiss, indulging Jennifer for a few moments before finally leaning back. Her partner tried to follow but was unable thanks to her bonds, leaving her stuck and letting out a small whine.

The Librarian giggled at her response. “Someone’s a little needy.”

Jennifer blindly looked away as her pale cheeks began to burn with embarrassment, grumbling to herself. Catharine simply smiled at her grumpy girlfriend as she stepped back from the chair. Finally, she let her dress fall freely from her arms. The soft, supple fabric landed in a heap behind her.

Stepping forward once more, Catharine carefully straddled Jennifer’s lap, sitting in a way that spread her legs past each side of the chair. The sudden weight caused Jennifer to jump in her seat, earning another giggle from her erstwhile captress.

The albino huffed in response but quicky relaxed as the familiar shape Catharine’s body pressed against her. An acceptable compromise for this indignity – one made even better when her face pressed into gently into her lover’s chest.

“Comfy?” Catharine asked teasingly. 

“M-hm.” Jennifer answered, inhaling Catharine’s scent.

“Good,” Catharine purred seductively. “We have several hours until my next appointment, and I plan to make the most of it…”