A Unique Proposal
Chapter 6
Ava awoke to the sound of my voice, tinged with urgency and pain. "My arm! you broke my arm!" I yelled, my voice echoing through the large house. Her heart raced as she tried to make sense of the situation, only to find herself tied spread eagle to the bed, the restraints holding her securely in place.
She was dressed in a pair of pure silk, sexy half-sleeve lace-up wrap women's pyjamas, the delicate fabric cool against her skin. The silk pyjamas, with their soft sheen and lace, contrasted sharply with the intensity of the moment and her long leg cast.
"What's going on? Help me Lily I'm tied to my bed" Ava yelled, tugging at the restraints, her mind reeling with a mix of fear and excitement.
I appeared beside the bed, my left arm cradled against my body as if in pain. But the glint in my eyes betrayed the playful nature of the scenario. Ava's eyes widened, and a slow smile spread across her face as she realized the role play we were engaging in. "You really had me going there for a second," she said, her voice soft and breathy.
"That's the point," I replied, leaning in to kiss her gently on the lips. "Now, let's explore some fantasies."
Ava's breath hitched as I moved to the bedside table, retrieving a small, silky blindfold. She watched me, her pulse quickening with anticipation as I slowly placed the blindfold over her eyes, plunging her world into blindness while she was still tied to the bed.
"Trust me," I whispered, my fingers grazing her cheek before trailing down her arm to her breasts. I began to trace light patterns on her breasts, the touch electrifying, her nipples fully erected.
Ava shivered, her body responding to the sensations. Tied up and blindfolded, she was acutely aware of every touch, every whisper. The silk of her pyjamas felt more luxurious, more intimate, against her skin.
"We're going to have so much fun," I murmured, my lips brushing against her ear. "Just relax and enjoy." As the role play was about to unfold, we both heard the breaking of a window downstairs. Ava's heart pounded in her chest as she lay tied to the bed with her cast on, her mind racing with a mix of fear and excitement. The sound of breaking glass downstairs pulled her from the erotic haze, and she heard me rush down the stairs... and me falling.
"Lily?" she called out, her voice trembling. She tugged at the restraints, but they held firm. She was still blindfolded, still vulnerable. She heard footsteps on the stairs..
"I'm so sorry, Ava," a man said, his voice strained. "I tried to catch her."
"What happened? Is she okay?" Ava asked, her concern clear in her voice.
"She's fine," he replied, his tone reassuring. "But I think she broke her right ankle in the fall. I may help her when I'm done with you."
Ava heard me hobble over to the stairs. She lay there, tied to the bed, listening to me struggling in the stairs and the man walking closer to her beside the bed. She felt a surge of fear, but also a strange sense of sexual excitement that my ankle might be broken. She was still in the middle of a role play, still at your mercy.
"Lily, I'm scared, are you OK?" she said, her voice is soft and vulnerable.
"I know you are baby, I'm trying but I can't put any weight at all on my right leg, I think I broke something" I replied, "I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
He laughed and crawled onto the bed, her body close to his. She could feel his warmth, his breath on her neck. She shivered, her body responding to his proximity.
"Mark is that you?," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"NO," he said, his hands moving to her long red cast, sliding long fingernails along the fibre cast. Then he pulled out a small knife and began to cut the lace-up ties of her pyjama, his fingers brushing against Ava breasts. She gasped, her body trembling with anticipation.
"You're so beautiful in that red cast and tied unable to resist me" he murmured, his lips on her neck.
"I want you now before Lily makes it up the stairs with her broken ankle," he said, his voice urgent.
He continued to cut and rip off her pyjamas, his hands exploring her body. She was still blindfolded, still unable to see what was happening. But she could feel everything. She could feel his touch, his lips, his breath, the cold blade of his knife against her right leg.
"I'm coming," I moaned in pain and realized that my leg or ankle might really be broken, my body aching towards you, one step at a time.
With his penis fully erected, he enters her slowly, his body moving in rhythm with hers. Ava gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. He moved faster, his body slapping against hers. She was blind, her body responding to all his touches.
"Harder, faster," she said, her voice breathless.
He complied, his body moving with a fierce urgency. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. She could feel herself getting closer, closer to the edge.
"Yes, yes," she moaned, her body tensing, and then, she fell over the edge, her body shaking with an intense orgasm like she never felt before.
He continued to move, his body still driving towards his own release. She could feel him getting closer. And then, with a final thrust, his body shaking with his own intense orgasm.
He released the blindfold from Ava. She lay there staring into his blue eyes, it wasn't Mark her body still trembling, still basking in the afterglow of the wild sex, he left.
Ava's breath quickened, the added element of danger sending a thrill through her. "Are you OK Lily? Are you really injured? Seriously?".
"Dead serious, I can't stand on my right foot at all" I replied finally at the top of the stairs.
I stumbled into the room, the pain shooting through my leg with every hop. Ava's eyes widened as she saw me, her concern immediate and genuine. "Lily, what's happened?" she asked, her voice filled with worry.
"My leg or ankle I'm not sure," I groaned, barely managing to make it to the bed. "It's killing me. This wasn't part of the plan."
Ava's brow furrowed as she looked at the swelling of my right ankle. "You think it's broken?"
I nodded, grimacing as I sat down beside her. "Yes, and it's not a game this time. I need your help."
With trembling hands, I reached for the restraints holding her wrists and ankle. As I fumbled with the knots, Ava's fingers brushed against my broken ankle, "Let me help you," she said softly. Ava sat up and looked at me with concern.
"What do you need me to do?" She asked.
That's when I first saw it...I can;t describe it but there was something in Ava's face and lips...Something changed...
A Unique Proposal
Chapter 7 to come
K
