Monday, July 29, 2024
Sunday, July 28, 2024
A Unique Proposal chapter 7
A Unique Proposal
Chapter 7
That's when I first saw it...I can't describe it but there was something in Ava's face and lips...Something changed...
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I need you to help me get to the medical room. There's something I need you to do for me, something important."
Ava nodded, slipping her long cast off the bed, positioning her crutches and carefully helping me to my left foot, the only one I could trust right now. "Lean on me," she said, her voice strong and reassuring.
With Ava's on her crutches and support, I hobbled out of the bedroom, each step sending a jolt of pain through my leg. The hallway seemed longer than ever, but Ava's presence was a comforting anchor. As we moved slowly down the corridor, I felt vulnerable for the first time in a long time. The roles had shifted, and now it was Ava who was in control.
"We're almost there," she murmured, guiding me..
We finally reached the door to the "medical room", it was more my fetish room. Ava pushed it open, and we stepped inside. The sterile environment was a stark contrast to the luxurious bedroom, but it was exactly what we needed.
As I lay on the floor, my lower leg looked more twisted and my right ankle looked broken, I couldn't help but curse my own clumsiness. The pain was intense, shooting up my leg and making my vision blur or was it the pills that Ava gave me. That's when Ava re-appeared, her long red cast floating as she moved quickly on her crutches. She sat beside me, her eyes filled with concern.
"I really think my ankle is broken," I replied, my voice tight with pain.
I couldn't help but marvel at her composure. Despite the fact that she was in this long non weight bearing cast, Ava moved with grace and strength. She retrieved a full leg splint.
"Tell me what to do," she said, her eyes meeting mine with determination.
As Ava carefully wrapped the long leg splint around my leg and broken ankle, I noticed a strange gleam in her eye. There was a new fascination there, a subtle hint of excitement that seemed out of place in this situation. At first, I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Maybe it was just my imagination, or perhaps I was just feeling a little woozy with pain.
But... As she continued to work, her touch seemed almost possessive. Her fingers lingered on the swollen skin, gently tracing the lines of the fracture as if tracing the contours of a work of art. She smiled down at me, her eyes softening. "I'm glad I could help."
As the painkillers began to take effect, I felt a strange sensation spread through my body. I looked up at Ava, my gaze lingering on her lips, she had a devilish smile.
"You know, you're a really beautiful woman when you are injured... aunt Lily," She said, her voice low.
Then I realized that they weren't the pain killers that she gave me...
"What did you do to me?" I moaned before passing out.
The morning light filtered softly through the curtains as I slowly opened my eyes, the dull ache in my right leg a persistent reminder of the previous night's events. My surroundings came into focus, and the first thing I noticed was the long, slender legs of Nurse Anastasia Steele, elegantly clad in her pristine white uniform. She stood at the foot of my bed, her presence commanding and reassuring. Beside my bed, a sleek, modern wheelchair waited, a symbol of my current vulnerability.
"Good morning, miss Lily," she greeted, her voice a soothing melody. "How are you feeling today?"
I winced as I shifted slightly, the pain in my ankle intensifying. "I've been better," I admitted, my voice tinged with discomfort. "What's the damage, A bad sprain? Nurse?"
Nurse Anastasia's expression was pure professionalism as she approached the bed. "I'm afraid no sprain, your right ankle is indeed broken in 2 places," she confirmed, gesturing to the black short leg cast that covered my foot and lower leg. "It's a clean break, I've secured it in a cast to ensure proper healing...until the end of the Unique Proposal, then you can go for a second opinion"
My gaze followed her hand, taking in the sight of the cast. The black material was a visual reminder of my injury. But it wasn't just my ankle. As Nurse Anastasia moved closer, I noticed my left arm, in a full arm cast. A surge of confusion washed over me. "My arm?" I asked, bewildered. "I don't recall breaking my arm at all."
Nurse Anastasia's eyes softened with concern. "It's not uncommon for the shock and adrenaline to mask the pain initially. You must have injured it during your fall last night."
Memories of the previous night flickered in my mind, the masked intruder having loud sex with Ava, the struggle, the excruciating pain in my leg. But my arm? That was a mystery. "I can't believe this," I murmured, feeling the weight of the casts.
As if sensing my need for distraction, Nurse Anastasia offered a gentle smile. "Let's focus on your recovery. It's crucial to keep a positive outlook."
Before I could respond, Ava appeared at the door, her expression a mix of concern and I'm not quite sure what else. She was moving cautiously, still using her crutches despite her new full leg walking cast that stretched from her thigh to her foot. Each step she took was deliberate, the crutches clicking against the floor.
"Ava, I..." I began, my voice barely above a whisper.
She placed a finger on my lips, silencing me. "Hush, Lily. You need to rest and heal," she said softly, but her tone carried an underlying strength. "But I think it's time you realized something."
My heart quickened at her words, a thrill of anticipation mingling with my physical discomfort from my broken ankle. "What do you mean?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.
Ava's smile was enigmatic as she leaned closer holding on to both crutches in her left hand, her lips brushing, kissing, licking my ear and then neck. "It's time for you to realize that we have switched roles."
Her words sent a shiver down my spine, but not entirely from sexual excitement. What did she have in mind? The prospect of being controlled, of relinquishing the dominance unsettled me. I glanced at Nurse Anastasia, who nodded approvingly.
"You'll be in good hands Miss Lily," she assured me. With that, Ava gently helped me into a sitting position. As she began to prepare for the role reversal, my mind raced with questions. How far would this go? Could I trust them completely? The pain in my leg and arm faded into the background, replaced by a growing sense of vulnerability.
Yes my unique proposal was taking an unexpected turn, but I felt like I was ready for whatever lay ahead. I was eager to explore the depths of this newfound dynamic, even if it meant stepping into the unknown.
Ava enjoyed her new found lead, her first plan was simple: a shopping trip. Yet, it carried with it the weight of our experiences, the display of our lovely casts, my wheelchair, her crutches, and our lovely and sexy Nurse Anastasia Steele.
We were ready to step into the world and Ava was ready to teach me a lesson or two...but...was I ready to learn or suffer the consequences.
A Unique Proposal
Chapter 8 to come
K
Saturday, July 27, 2024
Friday, July 26, 2024
A Unique Proposal chapter 6
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
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