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My dream job chapter 5
My dream job
Chapter 5
The next day, I found myself sitting in Dr. Harper's office, my heart pounding. My broken leg still ached, but I was excited at the thought of potentially having my cast replaced by a leg brace or a shorter cast or even a walking cast. Dr. Harper walked in, his black scrubs hugging his long athletic body. He looked at me with a professional gaze as if last night never happened.
"Good morning, Alyssa. Let's take a look at that leg, shall we?"
I nodded, my stomach twisting with anticipation. Dr. Harper carefully examined the new X-rays before looking up at me with a faint smile.
"Well, it seems to be healing nicely. But you will still need a full leg cast for now and 100% non weight bearing I'm afraid. This time, let's go for something a little more... adult looking. Based on a survey of our VIPs, they would like..." He paused, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"What? A survey about what colour cast I would get next? I've never been submissive before. Are you sure you want me to submit to the desires of the VIPs?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper and already knowing the answer.
"Trust me, my dear. You'll enjoy it more than you could ever imagine." Dr. Harper's confidence was contagious, and despite my reservations, I found myself nodding in agreement.
After about 20 minutes, the process of applying my new cast was complete. Dr. Harper had carefully moulded the sleek, black material around my leg, creating a striking contrast against my skin. Same as before part of my toes were exposed. The material wrapped firmly around my foot, up past my ankle, and continued along my calf, hugging every contour of my leg.
As it reached my knee, the cast remained snug, providing ample support while allowing no movement. It continued its journey up my thigh, maintaining its close fit and giving my leg a smooth, streamlined appearance. The sleek black cast extended all the way to the top of my thigh ensuring complete immobilization of my broken bone and almost rubbing against....
The sight of the new cast made my heart race. It was a vast departure from the cute pink cast I had been wearing for the past few weeks. I ran my fingers along the glossy surface, wondering about what kind of reaction it would elicit from my next VIP.
That evening, I met my new VIPs, a very nice couple: Mr. and Mrs. Baldwin, an adventurous pair with a unique fetish that included threesomes and a leg cast on one of them. Tonight Mr. Baldwin was in a long white cast on his right leg, using crutches, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was due to an injury or purely recreational.
They were both incredibly attractive, with athletic bodies and piercing blue eyes. Mrs. Baldwin had shoulder-length blonde hair styled in loose waves, framing her face elegantly. She wore a sleeveless white dress that fit snugly, accentuating her lovely breasts. The dress ended above her knees, showcasing her toned legs. She sat with her legs crossed, further emphasising their shape.
Her high-heeled shoes elongated her legs and added to her poised and polished appearance of the CEO of a tech company. The overall impression was one of sophistication, confidence, and undeniable sex appeal. I have to admit that for one small minute I wished she was the one in that long cast.
As I settled into my seat, I couldn't help but feel complete with my new full leg cast and crutches. My movement was feminine and graceful, despite the cast that encased my leg from toes to thigh. I carefully positioned my crutches beside me and then lowered myself onto the chair with elegance, making sure my cast was on full display without being obtrusive.
First, I angled my body slightly, allowing the cast to extend gracefully in front of me. My dress, with its tasteful slit, fell perfectly around the cast, highlighting both my healthy leg and the sleek, black cast that contrasted sharply against my skin. How would they react to it? Would they find it a turn-off sexually? Despite these concerns, I maintained my composure and smiled.
"You look absolutely stunning in that cast, Alyssa," Mrs. Baldwin said, her voice clearly sincere. "I can see why you were chosen for this role. You truly are a goddess for the fetishists that we both are."
"Thank you." I smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. Mrs. Baldwin's words had a very nice effect on me, increasing my confidence and causing my body to tingle with sexual arousal.
"We've been looking forward to meeting you," Mr. Baldwin chimed in, his voice deep and smooth while he moved his broken leg. "From what we've heard, you're quite the adventurer yourself."
I turned my attention to Mr. Baldwin, I was curious about his cast. "Mr. Baldwin, I hope it's ok to ask a fetishist that question but I couldn't help but notice your long leg cast. Did you break your leg, or is it a recreational cast?"
He chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "It's a recreational cast, Alyssa. We enjoy exploring different aspects of our fetish, and this is just one of them but always without any pain... for us anyway"
"That's fascinating," I replied, my curiosity piqued even further. "I've never encountered anyone with a recreational cast before. It must be an interesting experience."
"It certainly is, and I'm sure we'll all have a lot of fun exploring our interests together." As we continued our conversation, I felt more at ease, excited about the intriguing possibilities that lay ahead.
"This long cast is medical, and as you know, it has certainly thrown a wrench into my plans of dancing the summer away."
Mrs. Baldwin smiled warmly. "Don't worry, Alyssa. Your loss of dancing is our gain. A lot of our VIPs are thrilled to spend time with a lovely woman like you in a full leg cast. We'll make sure you have the time of your life while you're with us."
Mrs. Baldwin's eyes sparkled with sexual excitement as she spoke. Her gaze lingered on my broken leg, taking in every detail from the exposed toes to the top of my cast revealed by the slit of my dress. She seemed to really like what she saw, her attention moving slowly along the length of my black cast. Her appreciation for it was evident, almost like she was admiring a piece of art.
"Now, let's get started, shall we?" Mr. Baldwin boldly suggested, his eyes never leaving mine.
"I think it's time for you to show us exactly how that cast makes you feel."
I hesitated for just a moment before nodding in agreement. After all, this was my job... to... provide unforgettable experiences for my VIP guests. And if that meant exploring new territories of pleasure and desire, then so be it.
As I locked eyes with Mr. Baldwin, excitement and anticipation coursed through my veins. With Mrs. Baldwin's help, I stood on my good leg and placed one of my crutches for support and balance, my very strong right leg was all I needed to stand.
Slowly, I let my dress slide off my shoulder, feeling the fabric glide smoothly against my skin and hard nipples. The soft material cascaded down my body, catching on the curve of my hip before continuing its descent. As it slipped over my broken leg, the dress gently traced the contours of my cast, highlighting its sleek, black surface.
"Wow"
My dream job
Chapter 6 to come
K
Wednesday, August 14, 2024
Tuesday, August 13, 2024
My dream job chapter 4
My dream job
Chapter 4
I felt a shiver run down my spine as she continued her slow, deliberate exploration of my leg. Her touch was gentle and I couldn't help but feel a growing sense of sexual arousal building within me thinking of my broken tibia and fibula exposed to her lips. As Elize reached my cast-covered ankle, she paused for a moment, her fingers dancing lightly over the hard, rigid surface of my cast.
"This cast is such a fascinating addition to your already stunning long legs, I Imagine based on your x-rays I saw the break were around here and there" she commented pointing with her long fingers and licking her lips.
"That about it, it was so painful" I replied, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks but more importantly how the heck did she see my X-rays? What kind of company do I work for?.
"It's my first break ever, I've been lucky over the years."
"Well, we'll just have to make sure that you feel grateful for it, since we met because of it" She promised with a wicked grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Now, let's get you out of this dress and see what other hidden treasures you might be hiding beneath it."
Elize's fingers continued to dance along my casted foot and toes, sending shivers down my spine. Her words were filled with promises, and I was attracted to her. I had never been sexually involved with another woman before and the excitement at the thought of her exploring my broken leg like a sexual object was so out of this world.
"I think that's a great idea," I said, my voice full of desire and I wanted to surprise her. "But first, let me help you out of those braces."
I undid the buckles and straps of Elize's leg braces, freeing her crippled legs from their confinement and protection. She sighed with relief as her legs were finally able to move freely and at the same time she wouldn't be able to walk at all.
I took a moment to appreciate her body, the curve of her hips, the firmness of her lovely breasts, and the softness of her skin. I felt a surge of desire as I imagined what it would be like to touch her, to feel her body against mine.
"You're so beautiful," I said, caressing her atrophied legs.
"And you're not so bad yourself, Alyssa. Now, let's get you out of that dress."
My princess was used to controlling the situation, without hesitation she unzipped my dress and let it fall to the ground, leaving me standing on my crutches in just my bra, underwear and long pink cast. She took a moment to appreciate my body, my breasts, my legs but her eyes lingering on my long cast.
"I can't believe how sexy you look with that cast," she murmured, her voice filled with desire. "It's like a work of art, covering your beautiful leg. I don't remember looking that sexy when I broke mine in high school, literally 3 days before my sweet 16 party"
I felt a blush creep up my cheeks, but I couldn't deny the thrill that her words gave me. I had never thought of a leg cast as sexy before, but with Elize, everything felt different.
She pulled me closer, her body pressing against mine. I could feel her breath hot against my skin, and I couldn't help but gasp as she reached down.
"Imagine if we could take this cast off and explore every inch of your broken leg while I please you sexually," she whispered, her lips brushing against my wet panties.
I shivered at her words, my body responding to her touch. In my mind I was back on the dance floor, unable to stand with my broken leg. I imagined her hands on my bare skin, exploring my broken leg without the barrier of the cast.
"Let's do it," I said, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. "Let me call Dr. Harper, the ship doctor. Let's take this cast off. It's your fantasy, I'm here to please you, and ...he was going to change my cast tomorrow anyway."
To my surprise and I shouldn't be surprised by her, she had already spoken to Dr. Harper, and within minutes, he was in the room with a portable cast saw. He arrived so quickly, calm and reassuring, his professional demeanour putting me at ease.
"Ready?" he asked, positioning the saw near my long pink cast.
I nodded, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness. The saw buzzed to life, and I watched as Dr. Harper carefully guided it along the edge of my cast. The vibrations sent a shiver up my leg, but I trusted his expertise. Slowly, the cast began to split open, revealing the skin beneath. The sensation of the cool air on my exposed leg was both strange and exhilarating. As Dr. Harper removed the last piece of the cast, I felt total vulnerability.
"There you go, be very careful ladies, you cannot put any weight on your broken leg at all" he said, stepping back to give us space.
My leg, still broken but healing, lay bare before us. Elize's eyes lit up with excitement as she reached out to gently touch my skin. Her fingers traced the edge of my broken leg, exploring every inch with a mixture of curiosity and full desire.
"Beautiful," she murmured, her touch sending waves of sensation through my body. "Just as I imagined."
As I lay there, my broken leg exposed and vulnerable, I was so nervous. I had never been in this position before, and I wasn't sure what to expect. But as Elize's fingers traced gently along my skin, I hoped that I was in good hands.
"You're so beautiful, Princess Elize," I murmured, my eyes meeting hers. "I'm yours..."
I gasped as she leaned down to kiss my broken leg, her lips soft and warm against my skin. I moaned as she continued to explore the exact locations of my broken bones, her fingers and lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She could re-break my leg so easily if she wanted too.
"Yes, Princess, that feels so good," I murmured, scared while my hands were reaching out to touch and rub her crippled legs.
She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with sexual desire. "I want to make you feel good, Alyssa. I want to make you feel better than you ever have before. I won't hurt you baby, no worries"
And after saying that she did please me sexually. With her hands and mouth, she explored every inch of my body, leaving me breathless and trembling with pleasure while she licked, kissed and bit my nipples. She knew just how to touch me, how to tease me and drive me wild with desire. And as I lay there, completely exposed and vulnerable, I felt a sense of freedom and liberation that I had never experienced before. She worked her way up my body and by the time she reached my lips, I was trembling with need.
"Please," I whispered
"I know," she murmured, her lips curving into a smile. "And I'm going to give you exactly what you need."
She leaned over me, her body hovering above mine. I could feel the heat radiating off of her
"You're so wet," she said, ripping off my panties.
She leaned down, her tongue out to taste my wetness. I cried out as she began to lick and suck, her fingers working their way inside of me. I could feel myself building towards my release, my body tensing as she brought me closer and closer.
"Come for me, Alyssa," she commanded, her voice firm. "I want to feel you come apart beneath me like you did so beautifully on the dance floor."
And with that, I did. I came hard, my body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. She continued to lick and suck, drawing out every last drop of pleasure, my broken leg aching like it did that night.
"You're so beautiful when you come, I could watch you come apart like that all night."
And with that, she slid one of her crippled leg between my own legs positioned above my still sensitive sex. She was rubbing her foot and toes against me. I gasped as she began moving in a slow, steady rhythm.
I slid 2 fingers inside her and she cried out as I hit her spot, her body shaking with pleasure.
"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted, her hips moving faster and faster against my fingers.
I could feel myself building towards my release again, her body tensing as I brought her closer and closer. And with one final thrust, we both came
"I never knew it could feel like this."
"Neither did I, Alyssa,"
I looked at her crippled legs and my broken leg, wondering what tomorrow was going to bring. But for now, I pushed those thoughts aside and basked in the afterglow of my own orgasm.
"That was amazing," I whispered, reaching out to touch her face.
She leaned into my touch, her eyes softening. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said, her voice gentle.
We lay there for a moment, I traced my fingers over her long scars, marvelling at the strength it must have taken for her to overcome losing usage of her legs.
My dream job
Chapter 5 to come
K
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