Tuesday, July 30, 2024
A Unique Proposal chapter 8
A Unique Proposal
Chapter 8
The morning air was crisp as we prepared to leave. Ava, still adjusting to her full leg walking cast, moved with grace but on her crutches. Her long leg looked stunning and the cast even better. She wore a confident smile that hid any discomfort if there was any. I was beside her, my own right ankle in a short leg cast and my left arm secured in a full arm cast and resting in a lovely stylish sling. Nurse Anastasia, poised and professional, pushed my wheelchair.
As we entered the bustling shopping district, heads turned and whispers followed. Our little procession was an unusual sight, but instead of shrinking from the attention, we embraced it. We were here to show that we were strong, unashamed, and beautiful in our own right.
Our first stop was a chic shoe boutique. The store was sleek and modern, filled with the latest styles and trends. As we walked in, the store clerk, Jonathan with whom Ava had a bad experience in the past, immediately took notice. His eyes widened, and he seemed momentarily at a loss for words. It was clear that the sight of us, our broken limbs and casts had stirred something within him.
"Good morning," he stammered, his eyes flicking nervously between our casts, crutches and my wheelchair. My broken ankle was elevated in the leg rest and I was wearing a very short skirt...without any panties...Yes I know...bad bad girl
"How can I assist you today? Ladies"
"We're here to find some fabulous shoes, I will be out of my leg cast in a few days" Ava said brightly, her tone both friendly and commanding while she almost twirls 360 degrees on her long walking cast. She moved with deliberate elegance, the rubber heel of her cast rubbing against the polished floor.
"Do you remember me?" Ava asked
Jonathan nodded, regaining his composure. "Of course, right this way." He led us to a display of high heels and stylish boots, his professional demeanour barely concealing his obvious sexual attraction and fascination to all three of us.
Ava sat down carefully, adjusting her leg and crutches. She looked up at me with a playful glint in her eyes. "What do you think, Lily? Should I go for something bold and risky?"
I smiled, enjoying her spirit. "Absolutely. Let's find something that makes a statement."
Nurse Anastasia stood by, her hands lightly resting on the handles of my wheelchair. Her eyes followed Jonathan's movements, always vigilant.
Jonathan returned with several pairs of shoes, his hands trembling slightly. "These are our latest arrivals," he said, placing them in front of Ava. "Feel free to try them on."
Ava reached out, but the weight of her full leg cast made it difficult. Jonathan, sensing her struggle, quickly knelt beside her. "May I help?" he asked, his voice soft.
"Yes, please," Ava replied, her eyes locked with his. There was a moment of silent understanding between them as he carefully lifted her long leg, slipping the high heel pump onto her lovely foot. His touch was gentle, almost reverent, and Ava couldn't help but notice the way his eyes sparkled with excitement, he clearly wanted to kiss and lick her foot..
As the fitting continued, Ava couldn't help but move her leg cast between Jonathan's legs, feeling the outline of his erect penis through his pants. His subtle glances at her cast, his fingers lingering just a bit longer than necessary on her foot, made it clear that he had a variety of fetishes at work at the moment, perhaps even a pure sexual attraction, to Ava.
Meanwhile, I felt Nurse Anastasia's steady presence behind me. She leaned down, her voice a whisper in my ear. "It seems Jonathan has a particular interest in my patients," she noted, her tone both amused and observant. I nodded, watching as Ava seductively removed her foot from the high heel pump and placed it on Jonathan's thigh, her toes gently caressing him through his pants.
Jonathan had just finished helping Ava and she had an idea
She said, "My Aunt Lily won't be needing high heel knee-high boots for a long time with her broken ankle, but she would like to try a pair"
He raised an eyebrow, but he didn't hesitate. He walked over to the display and picked out a pair of Tasmoyya, thigh high boot lace up with a zipper in the back so sexy. He brought them back to me and knelt down to help me put them on.
As he slid the boot up my leg, he noticed that I wasn't wearing any panties, and I was clearly wet.
"Oh my...I think these boots are making me feel things I haven't felt in a long time."
His heart raced as he finished lacing on the boot. He looked up at me and saw me staring at him with a clear invitation in my eyes. He leaned in and kissed me, his tongue exploring my mouth. I moaned and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer.
His hands began to wander, first to my breasts, that he caressed and then pinched my nipples through my shirt. He moved lower and he slipped his fingers inside and found my clitoris, already swollen and sensitive.
I gasped as he began to rub in slow circles, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. I moved my cast and good leg in my wheelchair, I was spread wide open.
"I want you inside me," I said, my voice full of desire.
He didn't hesitate, unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis, already rock hard. He positioned himself and pushed inside, filling me completely. We began to move together, our bodies in sync. He thrust in and out of me, I moaned and begged for more, my nails digging into his back and we came loudly.
The day continued with more stores and more stares.
The next day, the soft morning light filtered through the kitchen windows, sending a warm glow over the room. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as I sat in my wheelchair, getting used to my broken arm and ankle. My left arm was in a full arm cast, while my right ankle was in a short leg cast.
Ava entered the kitchen on her crutches, her movements steady and confident now on her full leg walking cast. She leaned more heavily on the rubber heel with each step, clearly growing more accustomed to its presence. Her eyes met mine, and she offered a warm smile as she made her way to the counter, leaned down and kissed me.
"Good morning," she said softly, her cast making a soft thud with each step on the polished floor.
"Good morning, Ava, how did you sleep?"
"Better than I expected," she admitted, pouring herself a cup of coffee. She took a seat at the table across from me, she grabbed her long cast and placed it on a spare chair, her eyes searching mine. "There's something I've been wanting to talk to you about."
I nodded, encouraging her to continue. "I'm here and not running anywhere soon, you can tell me anything."
She looked at my casts, took a deep breath, her fingers nervously tracing the rim of her mug. "This whole experience, being here with you, has made me think a lot about my life and my marriage."
I listened intently, my heart pounding with anticipation. "What do you mean?"
Ava looked down at her cast, her expression contemplative. "Mark and I... we've had our ups and downs before we decided to get married. He's a good man, but sometimes I feel like something's missing. Being here with you, I've started to realise what that might be."
I reached out placing my casted hand gently over hers. "Go on."
She looked up, her eyes filled with a mixture of vulnerability and determination, her fingers rubbing my cast. "I think I have feelings for you, Lily. Real, deep feelings. This whole experience, the casts, the intimacy... it awakened something in me."
My heart skipped a beat. " I... I ...
A Unique Proposal
Chapter 9 to come
K
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
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)