Fetish and Fiction: My stories and video clips

Jessica then and now

Chapter 7
1990's

Before the audition, I was part of a fundraiser. It was a polo match to raise money for a great women's shelter. My phone rang. It was my dear friend and polo partner, Emily. Excitement bubbled in my chest as I answered, eager to discuss the upcoming match and my new job.

"Hey, Jess! I have really bad news dear" Emily's voice was filled with sadness, not mirroring my own excitement at all.

"Oh no Em is it your mom Is she OK?" I replied, the concern evident in my voice.

"Mom is fine it's me, I've been practising at the polo field and fell off my horse, nothing serious, just a stress fracture in my ankle. I have this lovely little cast for 6 weeks and crutches...can you imagine me on crutches."

"OMG Em I'm so sorry, maybe we can cancel the match tomorrow. I bet you look super cute in that cast missy" I exclaimed.

"First, yes I do look cute even sexy says Liam" Emily laughed

"Hold on, who's that Liam you are talking about?" I said

"My boyfriend, silly, what's wrong with you today. Anyway he will take my place tomorrow so the game is still on against those lawyers"

"Hey, Em, I have something exciting to tell you," I interjected, unable to contain my news any longer.

"What is it?" Emily asked, curiosity piqued.

"I've been asked to be the assistant production coordinator on a huge movie coming up called The Titanic! " I revealed, the thrill evident in my voice.

"Oh wow, that's incredible, Jess! Congratulations!" Emily's excitement matched my own.

"Thanks, Em. I appreciate your support," I replied, grateful for her encouragement. "But let's focus on you and your broken ankle. How does it feel to have a cast on...I always wanted one"

As the call ended, I felt a surge of confidence, ready to conquer whatever challenges lay ahead, both on the field and on the stage. Liam, how did I forget about Liam...

The morning of the polo match as I prepared for the day ahead, my mind briefly drifted back to an acting career that never lfted up, but I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the thrill of the polo field. I dressed carefully, selecting a pair of tailored white breeches that hugged my sexy long legs comfortably, while a navy blue polo shirt caressed my breast and hard nipples. Over it, I slipped on a lightweight navy blazer.

The outfit was completed with knee-high black leather boots, polished to a high shine, ideal for both riding and commanding attention during some bondage ritual with some of my friends with benefits. My brown hair was swept into a neat ponytail, secured with a gold hair tie that matched the accents on my polo shirt. A few strands of hair framed my face, adding a cute feminine touch to the overall look.

As I made my way to the stables, anticipation bubbled within me. Chestnut, my loyal and spirited horse, greeted me with a friendly whinny as I approached. I took a moment to pat his chestnut-coloured coat, feeling the warmth of his presence and the shared excitement for the upcoming match.

With a final check of my gear and a reassuring pat for Chestnut, I mounted him gracefully, feeling the familiar connection between rider and horse and some stares from men around the stable. Together, we trotted out onto the polo field, ready for the thrill of competition. Chestnut energy was palpable as we joined the other players on the field.

"Ready, Jess?" Emily called out leaning on her underarm crutches, her voice filled with excitement while keeping her short leg cast off the ground at all times.

"Absolutely! Look at you, you look amazing, if I had a cast fetish and was a lesbian I would fall in love with your girlfriend Liam" I replied, a grin spreading across my face looking at the sexy couple. Petite Emily was injured and so sexy on crutches and tall and strong Liam.

"Let's show them what we're made of!" I said

The game kicked off with a thunderous charge, the sound of hooves pounding against the earth adding to the adrenaline rush. As I rode up and down the field, my focus was laser-sharp, anticipating every move and strategizing with Liam to outmanoeuvre our opponents.

"Stay on their flank, Jess!" Liam's voice rang out, guiding our synchronized movements.

"I've got them!" I shouted back, my eyes locked on the ball as I controlled Chestnut with precision.

The game was fast-paced and intense, with moments of exhilaration as we scored goals and moments of tension as we defended our territory. "Great pass, Jessica!" Liam cheered..."Nice shot,Liam!" I replied.

"Victory is everything!" Liam exclaimed, beaming with joy as we rode off the field, Chestnut's mane flowing in the wind.

"It sure is," I agreed, a sense of accomplishment filling my heart with a sense of dejas vu.

A sudden commotion erupted nearby, my heart skipped a beat as I turned to see a younger man struggling to control his horse, the animal's movements becoming increasingly erratic. Before I could react, the horse veered towards us, its massive frame colliding with mine.

"Jess!" Emily's cry of alarm cut through the air from the sideline standing on her crutches, her voice filled with concern.

The impact was so sudden with my horse, missing my leg by inches, but the impact threw me off my horse and I landed awkwardly on the ground of the polo field. I was struggling to catch my breath, the surprise of my fall rendering me momentarily speechless.

Emily rushed to my side on her crutches, her eyes wide with shock and pain while she stood on her broken ankle protected by her lovely little cast.

"Hold on, Jess! We'll get you out of here!"

Tears pricked my eyes as I struggled to stay conscious, the pain radiating from my head, possible concussion overwhelming my senses. The last thing I saw was my lovely Emily on her crutches knee bent and the last thing I heard before passing out was...

"I tried Jessica, I'm so sorry" Liam said.

"What did you try "I said, wondering before passing out.

Chapter 8 to come
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