"Abby help me...my leg...I think you broke my leg" She was yelling in pain.
That dam nightmare again, It kept coming back randomly. I could see her falling and she did hit the ground in my dream, that sexy woman, unknown. Does that mean she died? I tried to identify her, no luck.
I rubbed my eyes and instructed my smart home to start the waking up process, open lights gradually going to full intensity in a 23 minute cycle, coffee machine starting, latest medical news downloaded to my 85 inch monitor in my living room and the messages from my cell phone.
I lived in a beautiful 3000 square feet condo in the tower unit above my hospital. These modern facilities are perfect for the various health care providers but also for the institutions since I was, we were only minutes from the ER if need be.
"Message from ER2 want to hear it now?" my sexy male assistant smart home voice asked me. Yes, a bit sexist I know.
"Yes play the message please"
"Hello doctor Deschamp it's Nat from ER2, I have an ex-athlete from the SP2R program with a possible broken leg and since I know you are the designated doctor for their group would you be available for a quick eval?"
"Advise Nat in ER2 that I'm on my way, eta 5 minutes" I said up in the air to nowhere in particular. I couldn't stop thinking of another ex-athlete injured, were they pushing them too much? Ex Olympian stars that wouldn't quit until they were crippled or dead?
I slid on my right leg, my custom leg brace that started below my foot to way past my knee. Light, slim, strong and sexy flat black almost invisible when wearing black pantyhose and without that brace I couldn't walk on my leg period.
"Message sent"
I grabbed my instruments, cell phone and walked out toward the elevators, the door opened and at the same time my condo door locked itself. I had been at "General Hospital" since graduating some years ago. Orthopaedic specialist I was at the front end of various new therapies.
I had been part of that SP2R program in college for top athletes. I was a gymnast in my days and in my third year, during the off season while playing polo at home with friends my right leg was crushed between 2 horses and that was the end of my career. After almost a full year in traction, full leg cast, short leg cast, crutches and boot, to complete my rehab I was left with a full time leg brace and bad limp from that experience.
I always wanted to be a doctor but maybe not a bone specialist. I'm single with various short term relationships over the years to show for and friends with benefits when needed.
During that year after my accident, my sexual interest moved from beautiful and intelligent ladies of all ages mostly athletes or former athletes to now beautiful and smart women but injured, broken in various ways.
Don't be too quick to judge me.
First I'm a doctor, healing is my priority at all times. I can't explain or try to understand the sexual attraction I have towards "my" injured women. I read once that I was replacing the hard penis of men with a hard cast between my long legs, that's way too simple of an explanation. The attraction is so much more complex.
"Hello Nat" I walked past her slightly limping, not using any walking stick today.
"We have a 32 year old lawyer/ rock climber today with possible tibia and fibula fracture" Nat said.
"Thank you Nat, you have a great tan, where did you go?"
"Jamaica doctor" She said smiling.
"Very nice, I'm jealous now you need to tell me all about it over a glass of wine soon" I said walking towards the room that Nat was pointing at. I walked in the room and grabbed the chart from the end of the bed. Without hesitation the patient said
"I'm Marianne" I looked on the gurney at the woman, surprised, "My name is Marianne Slowey"
My eyes went from her broken tibia, fibula and possible femur to her deep blue eyes and lips. Shit I could feel the heat rise and my face turned red, I twisted my legs by pure reflex and felt part of my leg brace rub against my vagina, it just went so darn high on my leg.
Our eyes met again. I glanced back down to her beautiful long leg, twisted and bent, now outside its splint they used for her safe transport.
"Hello. I'm Dr." I stopped half way through my introduction looking at her small foot intact from her fall. How could that be? It always surprised me that you can break or shatter your leg like I did years ago and yet her sexy little foot just sat there at the end of her broken leg. Flawless, un-injured it looked so feminine, I could imagine that it would be soft and smooth under my lips, and her healthy long toes.
"Be professional Abigail, stop licking your lips" I told myself in my mind smiling.
"What's so funny, doctor? I'm in a lot of pain here" Marianne said.
"I'm so sorry miss Slowey, I'm Doctor Abigail Deschamps and I will take care of your broken leg" and hopefully much much more... I dreamed.
Part 2 to come
Tuesday, May 30, 2023
Doctor Abigail part 1
Sunday, May 28, 2023
Doctor Abigail. audio file
Doctor Abigail audio files coming soon
This is the story of the beautiful and talented doctor Abigail Deschamps. She shares with us her work life, sex life and various fetishes that often overlap both.
She has more than one surprise for us. If you are open minded, jump in.
Friday, May 26, 2023
The challenge complete story. audio file
After breakfast I got dressed and we drove to a local mall, he helped me out of the car and gave me my crutches. It's not like I needed anything, I just needed time to decide what to do about the challenge.
I engaged a couple of female vendors in conversation, explained about my broken leg and smiled since it was my first visit at the mall. Daniel was looking at me, he said I looked lovely, wearing a light summer dress and a sneaker on my right foot. The dress was just above my knee, with a full view of my long leg cast.
Tuesday, May 23, 2023
The challenge conclusion
His arms tightened slightly around my waist, kissing my neck. I could feel his penis against my ass. I just couldn't believe I was going to win this challenge. One more evening that's all.
More important was that Mr Smith was going to lose.
I slowly turned on my good foot to face him and kissed him like I did some years ago when he was my teacher. My tongue pushed inside his lips while his passion for my broken leg and tight body consumed him. I could feel it. He pulled me even closer.
"Do you remember me Professor Smith?" I asked him while he was grabbing my ass.
"Humm Noooo...should I" He replied right away,
"The only change sir was that my leg is broken today and it was my arm so many years ago."
"Good girl" He said, his hand moving from my ass, between my legs, against my cast and then pushed against my panties, rubbing. I needed him inside me...deep...rough...like he did before.
He picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. I was his injured princess again, he laid me down while staring at me. Maybe he was trying to remember me. I smiled and pulled up my tight skirt. He then pulled out the restraint and tied my right high heel shoe and foot to the bed followed by doing the same to my cast, fully spread and open to him.
I stared when he pulled his pocket knife and cut off my panties, bent down and licked applying delicious pressure to my sensitive area. He was focusing on me, ignoring his own needs, his hard penis for now anyway.
His tongue lashing against my vagina, my broken leg aching, juices flowing, my orgasm building up so quickly I tried desperately to grab his penis, to grab any part of him but he pinned my arms. He was fighting to hold my right arm, while licking in and out of my vagina faster and faster. The violence of my orgasm was so intense that at first I didn't feel my ulna break.
"Oh god my armmm" I moaned from the instant pain and pleasure from my orgasm. I used my partly opened red blouse like a sling, cradling my arm. My hard nipples rubbing against my broken bones, what a crazy sight.
He licked my juice and slid his tongue between my lips and deep inside my vagina while at the same I teased my broken arm with my breasts, my hard nipples rubbing against it.
"Please cum in me ...now " I yelled and moaned. I wanted to get back control. My broken arm wasn't part of the plan. I was dripping.
It's so strange that when he finally penetrated me, yes I felt another orgasm built but even if I groaned feeling his long and think penis inside me and even if I felt so much pain when his fingers were all over my breasts rubbing against my broken arm...I knew I was going to be ok....finally.
The orgasm came, I screamed and moaned "Professor Smith" and that was the final move in The Challenge.
He untied me from the bed and somehow he had a new nurse come in and apply a full arm brace to my broken arm for support. He gently helped up on my right foot and I put one crutch under my one good arm. With his help I hopped to his desk where his laptop was and in front of me he transferred, as per our agreement, $500,000 into my account.
Then like on cue Daniel came into the room, pushing a wheelchair. He helped me sit in it, lifted my broken leg on the leg rest and he bent down so that I could kiss him, feeling his tongue inside my mouth. I loved him so much.
"We won Daniel '' I said to him, sore because of my broken arm but happy it was finally all over, even if ... well you know.
"Thank you Claudia for accepting the challenge and one more thing, I did remember you from...back then...You were so beautiful in your cast" He said smiling not realising that maybe the Challenge was done but we were not.
Daniel turned my wheelchair so that I could face him, I smiled and said "Professor do you remember when I said NO back then and you kept going"
"I can't say I do, it was a long time ago" He said
Daniel gave me the small 22 revolver. I could only use my left hand because of my broken right arm.
"What are you doing?" He asked
"You see professor, I only have 2 bullets, I'm using my bad hand, so your challenge is to be able to get away from me before I shoot you"
"You would never .." But I did, the first bullet hit him around his left ankle, shattering the tibia and fibula on impact sending my dear professor Smith to the floor screaming and trying to crawl away, his left foot useless, pointing sideways.
"You bitch, I won't be able to walk for months now"
Daniel pushed my wheelchair closer to him, the front wheel against his mangled lower leg. I pulled the trigger a second time and this time in his right knee.
"Forget months, professor...Years and even that not without crutches."
2 weeks later we were sitting on a beach in the Caribbean sipping a lovely drink. I had my leg cast changed to a white one to match my right arm. The good news was that my broken arm was a clean break so no surgery and both my arm and leg would heal properly with time.
I couldn't say the same about Professor Smith.
The end
K
Saturday, May 20, 2023
The challenge part 9
"I'm so sorry Daniel," I said to my husband. I was sitting at the kitchen table, my broken leg and ankle resting on a chair with pillows under my new long pink cast (LLC). He reached forward and kissed my lips.
I was dressed comfortably for the season and my broken leg. Daniel stared at my summer dress that hung to all the right places and moved to my broken leg, my pink cast from my foot all the way up my broken leg. I was ok with my new situation for the next 3 months, knowing that my husband was happy to see me broken, casted and on crutches.
Strange both true, now I wondered if he preferred to see me partly crippled physically? Or healthy on 2 legs.
"Are you disappointed that I accepted the next step of the challenge?" I knew the answer.
"No!" He said and I smiled knowing how much he loved the result.
He helped me up on my right leg, pain ran up and down my broken leg, I grabbed my crutches, placed them and stared into his eyes.
"I will be careful with Mr Smith, you can trust me, I..."
He raised his hand to my mouth and looked in my eyes. He followed me to the bedroom where he sat on the bed. I was barefoot and then to his surprise I let my little dress slide off my shoulders, to the floor of our bedroom. Dropped my crutches and hopped to the bed beside him.
"You can look, but you can't touch, kiss or lick" I said, smiling at him.
"Oh really" He replied, staring at my woman's body, my hips, my thigh, my long cast, a big change from the first time we met when I was a girl.
"I'm allowed to touch you" I said when my broken ankle made contact with his leg sending a wave through his body, I bent my right leg, the healthy one, he stared at my calf muscle at my leg that seemed so long and inviting. His eyes continued up my legs to my tight and firm ass where he's rubbed his penis so often in the past...even when I was asleep...I know...for another story.
He cheated.
His hand rubbed my exposed toes, smooth skin. My cast was slim, 100% made for non weight bearing, very shapely, He caressed the foot portion, moved up a little higher where both my tibia and fibula were broken and protected by that pink material.
His fantasy was so real that rubbing up my cast he got so hard, he couldn't hide it. I rubbed his penis ever so slowly with my fingers. He moaned right away. I was totally naked if you exclude my cast, shaven, wet...He touched me between my legs, I rubbed him harder, feeling the precum under my fingers. I loved that feeling.
With one hand, he slid 2 fingers inside me, my body reacted, god I was so turned on. His other hand grabbed my right foot, twisting it, increasing the pressure against my ligaments, against my ankle.
"Don't...break it" I moaned my eyes closed, releasing his penis from his pants and licking it. He was so close to explode in my mouth and he was also so close to snap my right ankle but he didn't
He came all over my lips and face while his eyes were fixated on my pink cast, probably wondering if he could have done it...Could he actually break my bones. I liked my lips, he let go of my right ankle and my orgasm shook my whole body sending waves of pain from my broken leg and pleasure inside my vagina.
"Thank you baby, I need to get ready, Mr Smith's car is picking me up in 2 hours" I whispered dreamily.
Later on Daniel walked in and said "Wow you look amazing"
"Thank you"
I was sitting, my broken leg elevated, wearing a stylish black pencil skirt, red blouse and a red 3 inch heel on my right foot matching my blouse. The slit in my skirt revealed my pink cast and on the other side, the curve and shape of my long leg. Hours running up and down Chicago proved rewarding and usefull being on one leg for months to come.
We had both accepted that The Challenge's conclusion included sex with Mr Smith while in this cast. With my husband I felt like a sexy injured goddess knowing how he felt about my broken leg. I was so smooth on crutches, he admired the combination of my strong arms and one good leg moving around.
When it came to Mr Smith in my mind I was going to be a sexual fetish persona to him. I was dressed to attract his glance as I slowly walked in his house, his castle.
I sat facing him and smiled, resting my crutches at my foot, we talked while he admired my cast, he was right it was perfect. What he could not see was how high it went on my leg, it's like the orthopaedic Dr knew it would literally rub and turn me on.
Here I was in his house, my hair was up in a bun with glasses giving a teacher's vibe, leaving my long neck exposed to his fangs...just kidding. I always "walked" on that fence between revealing too little and oozing sensuality, like my red blouse had 2 buttons undone and my black skirt was very tight showing off my ass and stopped a couple of inches above my knee.
After 7 weeks on crutches full time it's fair to say that I was very graceful on them, swinging the pink cast, hips that swayed slightly with every step I took. You could also see the tops of both of my round breasts in my push up bra. With the intensity of his stare, I felt naked, only in my cast, my nipples were poking through my blouse and his penis was fully erected inside his pants, I could tell.
I like old drinks and at the moment I was drinking a Negroni. I relaxed my broken leg on a comfy stool. Mr Smith came behind me, he bent down and kissed my neck while his eyes looked down my blouse to my breasts. I was proud of my firm C-cup breasts. With his help I stood up on my right heels and balanced using him for support while staring into his deep blue eyes.
Here we go...it's play time.
Conclusion to come
K
Wednesday, May 17, 2023
The challenge part 8
nything but very sensual. Her blue eyes were staring in my eyes, I lifted my dress, she ran her fingers up my leg.
"You have very nice legs miss" She said
"Thank you Joanne, you may leave now" Mr Smith said looking at me, my legs, my crutches and she left us and closed the door behind her.
"OK Claudia it's..." but before he had time to say more I stood on my right foot, positioned my crutches under my arms and smiled at him with my left knee bent keeping the heel off the floor.
"Let me guess Mr Smith you want me to walk with these sexy heels on my feet and my crutches, is that the next part of the challenge?" I asked, squeezing my crutches.
"That would be too easy my dear." Said the devil...just kidding.
"Then get it out, what do I need to do?" I asked impatiently. I wanted to go back home to my husband.
"It's simple, you dropped the crutches and walk until your leg or ankle give away, if you break your leg or ankle, no sprained or tore ligaments since that would be too easy after 7 weeks casted, if you break your leg or ankle you get the $500,000" He smiled staring at my left leg.
"You are mad Mr Smith, sick fetish you have" I said squeezing my crutches.
"Awww common Claudia, you know your husband would twist and snap your ankle in a second for $500,000, don't kid yourself. But if you do break it, the day you collect your money or transfer it to your account we need to have sex" He said adding this little detail.
I clearly saw Daniel's long fingers in my mind, wrap around my foot and give it a wild twist. Would he be turned on by the fact that he won the money for us? Or the fact that I would be 2 months in a leg cast? Or the fact that I would be in pain? Or a combination of all 3...
The perfect casters dilemma I guess.
"OK Mr. Smith we have a deal" I said, dropping the crutches on the floor and putting down my left Louboutin heel. He sat back down, crossed his legs. Before I took my first step, nurse Sindy walked in, this time she was leaning on crutches, her prosthetic leg was obviously bothering her. I wondered again how long she had her amputation, was he the reason for it?
"These heels are too high, miss, be very careful," She said to me.
After looking at her I was both scared and smiling at Mr Smith I took a deep breath, and took a first step. My right foot ahead, all under control. My sexy long left leg moved forward like any walk in the park until my 4 inch heel landed and my ankle buckled like my knee had done a long time ago when I tore my ACL dancing, my forward movement continued until I hit the floor hard.
Yes I heard a distinct cracking sound. The pain I felt was like nothing I ever felt before in my ankle and leg. I was sitting on the hardwood floor, my left leg trapped under me at a very unnatural angle. I'm no doctor but felt pretty certain that my leg was broken below the knee and so was my ankle. A crazy image came to my mind, do you remember Veronica Cartwright at the bottom of the stairs, leg broken and unable to move?
I looked up to Mr Smith "I think I broke my leg" I said
Using my hands I tried to crawl backward to my crutches. Nurse Sindy and Mr Smith came to me and with their help I managed to stand up on my right heel. Pain shot up my leg from my possible broken ankle to possible broken leg.
"What a mess" I said while they helped me to a huge sofa.
"Let me look at your injured leg and ankle" Nurse Sindy said
She touched me, starting at the top of my thigh and working down towards my bent ankle. I knew it's wrong but I wanted her to slide at least one finger inside me for distraction. Instead she moved past my knee and I jumped from the pain I felt.
"Miss Sindy, that was so painful". I said looking at my leg.
"Good news, no compound fracture at the top of your lower leg, broken fibula, a splint will do the trick for the transport to the hospital." She said.
"Good I guess, what about my ankle?" I asked, looking at my foot bent sideways, my dislocated ankle I should say.
"Well I need to realign it quickly so that you don't lose your foot and part of your lower leg...like me..."
"I bet that's going to be very painful? Right?" I asked, knowing the answer but she didn't reply. She splinted my lower leg with a very professional looking brace and ace bandages.
"Mr Smith, I need your help. You need to hold Claudia's lower leg below the brace and don't move." She ordered.
"Ready?"
"Yes" I said, very scared and unsure.
Nurse Sindy, limping to me, cut off my shoe, grabbed my left foot firmly in her hand and she gave it a twist and turn and my broken ankle snapped back into place with a loud crackling sound from my tibia and fibula and a loud scream from me. God the pain was unbreakable at first with the returning blood flow.
"STOPPPPP please" I begged.
"It's ok, dear, it's done, I won't twist it again." She said kindly.
"Thank you" I said and tried to smile while she splinted my foot and ankle.
"You have a long road ahead of you miss, cast and crutches for at least 12 weeks with a double break"
Mr Smith came close to me and looked at my splinted leg, slid one of his long fingers along my broken ankle and leg before stating the obvious, the obvious in his crazy mind anyway...
"Well Claudia, you are only one...orgasm... away from $500,000 when you are medically casted my dear"
Seriously, he was the devil in person and.. who or what was I?
Part 9 to come
K
Sunday, May 14, 2023
The challenge part 7
We ate breakfast without talking, his hand was on my cast. I wasn't sure if I wanted to tell Daniel my secret or not about my broken leg, I was so close to the end zone.
After breakfast I got dressed and we drove to a local mall, he helped me out of the car and gave me my crutches. It's not like I needed anything, I just needed time to decide what to do about the challenge.
I engaged a couple of female vendors in conversation, explained about my broken leg and smiled since it was my first visit at the mall. Daniel was staring at me, he said I looked lovely, wearing a light summer dress and a sneaker on my right foot. The dress was just above my knee, with a full view of my long leg cast.
Back home I was sitting in our sunroom, working on a little story in my Wattpad site when Daniel came behind me. He touched my hair, kissed my neck. He lifted me up on my good leg and we kissed again while both his hands kept my balance.
"I need to tell you something baby" I said sitting back down, my broken leg against his leg.
"What?" He stared into my eyes wondering, his hand resting on my cast.
"I didn't break my leg, I joined a ...Challenge"
"A what? You didn't do what..." He asked while he removed his hand from my fake broken leg
"I ..." My cell vibrated and I grabbed it, only 2 words text message, all caps
"YOU LOOSE"
"OMG how can they know that we are talking... Daniel?"
"Who is texting you?" And my phone vibrated again with a new message.
"Claudia see you at 9 pm tonight at the address below, be on time, bring heels and wear a dress...you pick the colour, see you... Mr Smith"
It took me close to 2 hours to explain everything to Daniel. I swear, his look was punching holes through me...like if I was lying or something. Then it took me 2 hours to decide on what to wear.
Was this still part of the challenge I wondered, he did say that I lost. Finding a pair of high heels was easy. Black pumps that were far higher than I would have ever dared while in a cast and using crutches. I had to adjust the height of my crutches to accommodate the stiletto heel.
One of my ex a long time ago used to called those my fuck me heels. Daniel, my poor husband that was all mixed up, called them ankle breakers.
I slid on the right pump, grabbed my crutches and moved carefully at first being so high, to the long mirror. I looked at my firm ass not covered at all except for the tiny strap of my G-string between my ass cheeks, my lace push up bra gently lifted and supported my round breasts. I kinda loved the way I looked and felt, black long cast and sexy black lingerie were a good mix after the kind of day I had, losing the $500,000 and maybe my husband.
I crossed the bedroom on my crutches, my breasts moved slightly up and down. Between looking so sexy and my trapped leg, I felt my vagina burning. I finished my outfit with lacy stockings and a sexy black cocktail dress tight fitting in all the proper areas.
I called my taxi, yes I'm a bit old school still supporting our local taxi industry. Very , very slowly went down the stairs into the lobby, through the front doors, and out.
The driver said "Wow miss" Staring at my cast, legs, dress... before helping me inside the back seat. After telling him how I broke it, I squeezed my leg against my cast, I felt so aroused having no idea what would happen. Should I turn around and go back home to rebuild Daniel's trust?
I walked to the front door, it opened, I was face to face with Mr. Smith
"Hello Claudia, nice seeing you, you look amazing" He stared at me from my toes to my hair in a ponytail and then spent a few additional seconds looking at my cast.
I fake twirling on my crutches. "Hello Mr Smith" After walking into the great room, he didn't waste any time.
"Claudia I want to give you a chance to win the challenge but first let's get that cast off you leg" He was staring at my black cast.
Mr Smith sat in the corner and watched Nurse Sindy walking into the room, leaning heavily on a walking stick.
"Hello Claudia," She said. I smiled and looked at her prosthetic leg that looked very recent.
She started cutting the inside of my black cast, above my knee and down to my foot. Then she did the same on the outside of the cast. She used a reverse vice grip that basically spread the 2 parts of my black cast. She really was a pro at this. Sorry if I had any doubt at some point, also I wondered if Mr Smith had anything to do with her amputation.
She cut the cotton covering my leg and then it hit me. Ugly dry skins all over my leg and it was so skinny and stiff. I first wiggled my toes...check, then tried to bend my knee and ankle not that easy but some movement.
"It's really important that you don't try to walk on it, right now your leg might not be able to take your full weight or proper movement in your articulations, you need to use your crutches." She said very seriously. She then cleaned my poor leg and gave me back my crutches.
"Thank you" I said, placed the crutches under my arms and followed Mr Smith to another room and sat in a very comfortable chair, he was sitting right in front of me.
"What if I told you that there is a way you could still win $500,000? But first let me treat your feet with lovely new heels."
"I'm listening sir" Nervous but then I saw him bring out sexy Louboutin pumps.
"You see I have many fetishes and ladies wearing sexy high heels pumps and risking, sprain or broken bones is another one of them Claudia"
I kept staring at the shoes but they were so much more than just pumps. I love classic look with soft suede leather with comfortable rounded toes. The 4 inch high stiletto heels would add a sophisticated touch to my legs and feet.
"This is Joanne, she will be helping us in the next steps of the challenge" A young girl, I guessed to be 18 or 19, tall, slim and damn sexy walked in and sat facing me.
"Bonjour Claudia" She said, crossing her long legs, skirt moving up her legs and showing me she wasn't wearing any panties.
She uncrossed her legs, bent down, took one of the shoes and caressed my left leg with the high heel portion of the Louboutin. I stared into her blue eyes and red lips while the tiny heel slid up my leg....
"OMG" I moaned, closing my eyes and wondered for the first if Mr Smith was the devil.
Part 8 to come
K
Thursday, May 11, 2023
The challenge part 6
Tuesday, May 9, 2023
The challenge part 5
K
Monday, May 8, 2023
The challenge part 4
I stood on my right leg, balancing, smiling at him, he looked at me and came closer, I kissed him. He backed up and lowered his eyes all over me, staring at my broken leg, my long cast. You probably wonder why I call it broken...for me to win that challenge and to last the 6 weeks in that long, heavy cast, I need to feel the broken bones in my mind.
"Sorry for last night Claudia." He said
"No need baby, I wasn't in the mood for sex but I knew you needed to release some of your load. It's ok, this dam leg" I said, staring at my black cast.
"I really don't want to hurt your broken leg."
I hop back 1 step and sat on the corner of the desk, leaving my cast floating in the air. He came forward again, wrapped me in his arms, breathing slowly he surprised me big time...
"When I was a teenager I had a fascination, almost a fetish about girls on crutches, girls, women in leg cast, I know that must sound awful having just badly broken your poor leg ?" He said and asked looking deep into my eye.
"Not at all, I know that you would never wish me to break my leg or...do it yourself" I said thinking that I'm not so sure that Mr. Smith wouldn't do it.
"So right now you are bringing some wild images, fantasies. You are in a way my Broken Angelz" Wow his voice was almost apologising for something totally natural, men and women have fetishes, nothing to feel bad about it.
I smiled at my poor husband. If only he knew, he saw me look at my broken leg, I stood on my right leg, slid my hard cast between his legs against his hard penis, teasing him and the reaction was instant...precum.
He was almost pleading and I was a little shaky from his confession.
Daniel sighed deeply while squeezing his legs against my broken leg and rubbing his penis against it inside his pants.
"I will be in this cast and crutches for a minimum of 6 weeks baby, I want to please you and maybe play with you a little." I smiled at him and he hugged me tightly. I felt safe in his arms.
"I want to touch your broken leg all the time, feel that hard cast along my leg, under my fingers, lick your toes so bad" He said quietly.
I grabbed my crutches and gracefully positioned them under my arms, I knew now of his interests and didn't want to disappoint him at all. The challenge came second. I headed to the bathroom swinging my cast between my crutches. I left the door slightly open. I was shaving my good leg when he came to the door looking at me, at both my legs this time.
When I was done the supper was ready on the kitchen table, what a great husband. He helped me sit and lifted my broken leg and positioned the heavy cast on a spare chair.
After a great supper, I was so hungry, he gave me my crutches and I stood on my right foot, positioned my crutches under my arms and made it to the living room. It's the small things in life that become tough with a full leg cast. I managed to sit on the couch and Daniel lifted my broken leg and rested the cast on his lap, caressing it along my knee and lower leg, rubbing my exposed toes. For him this situation was reviving so many sensual feelings, staring at me on crutches, touching my cast, kissing my good leg....
"I'm curious why black for your cast?" He asked
"You don't like it? What colour would you have preferred?"
"No I do I was just curious, in my mind I see you in a pink cast"
"Really, maybe you could buy some pink nail polish and do my toes" I said leaning forward and kissing him. His tongues slid inside my mouth and I backed away for a second.
"Daniel, how are you going to have sex with me while I have my broken leg?" I asked, smiling at him, I knew he probably fantasized about it and possibly watched porn with the female casted.
"I'm not sure, maybe you're on top of me?"
"Maybe" I moved my broken leg and moaned afterall it was recently broken. I had totally lost interest in the tv show. With Daniel's help I stood and he gave me my crutches then wrapped his arms around me.
"You are my prisoner, how about bondage while injured?" He asked, kissing my neck, licking my ears.
I tried to escape from him but it was impossible on crutches. He let me go and once in the bedroom, I laid on the bed and he joined me and right away his hands were all over me.
"I want you inside me tonight" I sighed.
I didn't have to beg.
After undressing me, he grabbed me by the waist and lifted me over him. I was so turned on that I forgot about my cast and tried to wrap my leg around him. He grabbed my broken leg and positioned it on his shoulder while I put out my arms and brace myself, spreading my cast and right leg, ready.
"It's ok baby, you wont hurt me" I said moaning from the excitement.
I supported myself, Daniel grabbed my breasts and pushed deep inside me with a first trust, he was so hard, my body eagerly accepted his long penis and I moaned my approval. He had one hand on my breast and the other on my black cast, rubbing my broken leg. My nipples reacting to his action.
Let's be blunt the best way to describe it is that he was fucking hard his broken wife, our bodies were in unison"
"Ohh, God. That's so good" I moaned. After we both came he put his arms around me and I was able to go to sleep deep.
Part 5 to come
K
The challenge part 4 audio file
Sunday, May 7, 2023
The challenge part 3
"OK Claudia while we wait for Daniel to arrive, here are some pointers to keep in mind. You have to stay off that broken leg at all times and to look real you have to keep it elevated at first" Nurse Sindy said before helping me in the wheelchair, lifting my black cast on the leg rest. I still couldn't believe how real it looked.
My husband was in the waiting room, reading a newspaper when I was wheeled inside the room. I was sitting in the chair holding on to my new crutches smiling at Daniel. He frowned and I heard him say OMG quietly and took over pushing me towards his car.
"Thank you Sindy," I said with a little wave.
"Good luck and don't hesitate to call me if you need to talk," She replied walking back inside and for the first time I noticed a slight limp and stiffness in her ankle.
He helped me in the back seat of the Honda and put my crutches in the trunk. I slowly explained to him that the stiletto heel of my shoe broke while at the top of the stairs and fell down breaking my leg in 2 places. I could tell he was shocked. After that we were quiet for the rest of the ride home.
We got to our Greystone ,where we rented the second floor, at about 1:30am. With his help I managed to first slide out my long cast and stand on my right leg, leaning against the car, the cast about 6 inches off the pavement. He got my crutches from the trunk and I positioned them under my arms, Sindy had adjusted them for my height. I carefully hobbled up the steps, and into our apartment. Daniel stayed behind to look at my ass and long black cast or because of his concern that I could fall backward on my crutches... Knowing Daniel well, I vote for the second option.
I walked into the bedroom, lay my crutches against the wall and struggled up on our bed. "I'm so sorry Claudia, are you in pain you want pills?"
"I'm ok, not right now, damn I should have stayed home!" I lied knowing that this was just day 1...
Daniel being my great husband was so caring, telling me that it wasn't my fault while he examined my cast, black and I would guess perfect.
"Claudia, I hope they didn't think I pushed you down some stairs" I felt so bad that my husband worried about that, Daniel was a lot of things but not a wife abuser.
I layed on my side in bed and felt him spooning me, his erection growing against my small ass with his hand on my hard cast. He was about to back away, probably afraid to hurt my broken leg when I whispered...
"You can do this, release the tension, my love."
I slid my hands behind me and released his penis, he rubbed it against my ass until he quietly came all over before falling asleep minutes later.
Here I was in the dark, crutches beside the bed, did I make a mistake? I mean I love Daniel...I was restless all night, trying to turn but not that easy in my cast, I couldn't get comfortable.
"Tomorrow is going to be better..."
When I woke up Daniel was already gone to work, the reality of my secret challenge hit me in the face, laying on my back stretched out all over the bed. My long black cast was hanging over the side of our bed, so with both hands I moved it back on the bed. I leaned over and grabbed my cell phone and called Daniel.
"Daniel speaking"
"Eh baby I knew you would worry so no need all is good and I had a good restful night" I lied to my husband again.
"Good, how's the broken leg?"
"Not too bad, better than yesterday"
"Opps I have another call, see you after work, love you" He said before hanging on.
I had been warned that Mr Smith had spies that were monitoring me so I needed to follow the rules. I recalled Nurse Sindy telling me to keep my broken leg elevated and stay off the cast if I wanted to convince others. Looking at the angle of my black cast at the knee, there was no way I was going to be able to stand on that cast and walk anyway.
I reached for my crutches and placed them under my arms. "One step at a time..." I told myself.
Once installed in the living room I called work and explained the situation that I was going to be back at work next week. I tried hard to concentrate on my laptop but I wondered what would happen if I violated the rules of the challenge?
What would he do to me?
My poor husband would worry about my broken leg, how will he react when he learns the truth? I'm sure the $500,000 would help.
Glasses on, hair in a bun, leg cast on pillows, I was writing a note on my laptop when I saw my reflection in a mirror...It looked so real, I look so real, kinda sexy looking in shorts, t-shirt, cast and my crutches beside me.
I put my laptop and phone in my backpack, grabbed my crutches, struggled up on my right leg and made my way to the sunroom, sitting on the stool by the window.
I was reading one of my favourite stories on Wattpad when Daniel came back from work and found me cast elevated, legs spread giving him a bit too much of a view. I pretended not to realise he was back, so he approached the sunroom, spotted me. When I looked up, I swear at first Daniel was staring at my exposed toes at the end of my cast and then his vision moved up my long cast. I put down my laptop and very slowly wiggle the toes of my broken leg.
He smiled, blushed and was it really hard just by just looking at my black cast? New fetish my dear Daniel I wondered in my mind while smiling at him. He bent over me and kissed me and confirmed that his penis was fully erected in his pants just like if I spent minutes licking and stroking it.
Maybe this challenge was going to be fun...
Part 4 to come.
K
Saturday, May 6, 2023
The challenge part 2
I showed interest and stared at Mr. Smith on the screen, anxiously waiting the description of the challenge.
"It's quite simple Miss, I have various fetishes but only one works on all 3 levels, physical, mental and sexual excitation and what I need and want is for a lovely young married woman in a leg cast and using crutches full time" He said.
I had the reflex I guess to bend my knees to protect my lower legs, like he was going to break one of them or something. After I regained control I asked.
"I can see a problem right away sir, none of my legs are broken and I have no intention of having one broken, I don't see a broken leg in my future" I stared at both of them wondering what I was getting into. Who were these two fetishists?
"No broken bones required, if you accept we will have one of our nurses apply a shard cast on your leg, no pain at all, well except for the crutching full time" He said, 100% serious but smiling.
"If I accept to have a cast on my leg you will give me $500,000, that seems a bit far fetched sir, like bullshit" There was no way that was true.
"It is a bit more complicated than that, you have to wear the non weight bearing cast for 6 full weeks, crutches full time and nobody can know that you are not injured. You have to come up with a great story and live your life casted, basically lie about it. We will have contacts in your daily life that will monitor, you won't know who they are. If you do the full 6 weeks as described, we will remove the cast (if you want us too) and transfer the $500,000" He said getting excited about the challenge, I could tell.
"And what if I fail on day 21 for example?" I asked, looking for the trap.
"If you lose the challenge between day 1 and day 42 midnight, then you are mine to do what I want for 14 days" He said like a contract lawyer.
"Any limitation to what you may do to me or with me sir?"
"None at all...Afterall I am risking $500,000 dear. That's a lot of money" He said
That night when my husband came in I hugged and kissed him followed by a quiet dinner, then the call came in... I told him that I needed to go to the office for a quick long distance video chat with our international team.
"Take the meeting here, I will be very quiet, I will even go take my shower while you do" He offered.
While he was in the shower, I slipped out of our apartment and drove to the address that I received by text. 249 Michael street west.
I got to 249 Michael street west, it was a small private medical office. I limped down the hall toward room 14, a beautiful nurse welcomed me in the office and shook my hand. "No need to pretend limping Claudia, the challenge only start when I'm done applying the cast to your leg, I'm nurse Sindy, very nice meeting you"
"Nice meeting you" I said, staring at the beautiful woman in a white nursing uniform.
I was so nervous, my eyes were on beautiful nurse Sindy and for a crazy reason I heard in my mind that song from Pet Shop Boys It's a sin...It's not too late to back out. She took my blood pressure to make sure that all was good with me and temperature. She must be a real nurse vs what? A fake nurse...what a strange fetish.
I answered a few questions but one of them surprised me "Are you pregnant Claudia?"
"No" Why did she ask me that? To protect Mr. Smith in case I fail the challenge?
She then examined my legs and it was decided that my left leg was going to be casted. She showed me fake Xrays of a badly broken leg, indicating the location of the 2 fractures. I could only imagine that it was to justify the material that she was going to use on my healthy leg.
"Claudia you have broken the tibia and fibula of your beautiful left leg, '' She said, caressing my leg with her long fingers in a way that indicated to me much more than a nurse with her patient.
"Oh really, I guess I need a cast and crutches then. What is Mr. Smith's favorite colour ?" I played along
"Black, let's get that poor leg casted" She said
Right away she cut off the leggings from my left leg and put a very comfortable padding made of black cotton, from my foot to my upper thigh. I stared at Nurse Sindy when she grabbed the widder of the 2 different sizes of casting materials and dipped it in water, her long fingers squeezed out the water and she began wrapping my leg at the foot first.
"Don't worry Claudia, 6 weeks will go so fast since you will be so busy adjusting to your new mobility limitations" She said, staring at my leg disappearing under the fibre material. She rubbed the cast over and over like a sculptor.
I lost count of how many rolls she used on my leg. I was never good at mathematics but my knee was at an angle that would make it impossible to stand on my cast. Intentional I guess. Next my knee disappeared and it was such a strange sensation to know that it was going to be 100% impossible to bend it in a few minutes. I don't think I should say that but to see her long fingers glide off the cast and up my upper leg so close to my vagina was turning me on.
When she applied the cast up and down my thigh, my panties showed a bit of wetness. I was strangely aroused. She kept rubbing up and down my long leg, my long cast to make it perfectly smooth. The sound of her gloved hands was... She finished her masterpiece with smaller rolls to secure at my foot and at my thigh, the cast by rolling over the black cotton padding.
I Don't know why but I had imagined that my cast was going to be bulky and ugly, totally the opposite, it followed the contour of my long leg to perfection like leggings would and it was slim and smooth.
Nurse Sindy removed her gloves and gave me my phone. "The challenge starts now Claudia, you can't drive with your cast so while it dries, call your husband and basically start the lying...Eyes on the payoff miss" I hated the idea of lying but I accepted the challenge and I wanted to win. I stared at my poor little toes partly exposed from the cast, I imagined sexy nurse Sindy licking my toes.
"Daniel it's me you wont guess what just happened to me..." I smiled, my right hand holding on to my phone and my left rubbing my "broken leg".
Part 3 to come
K