The Breaker
Copyright© 2008 by Heel
Chapter 5: At Last
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 5: At Last - A story about a man who was not actually an assassin.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Horror BDSM DomSub MaleDom Sadistic Torture Doctor/Nurse Foot Fetish Leg Fetish
Crystal remembered being placed on a stretcher and carried to the ambulance. She remembered the siren of the ambulance, and the smiling face of a doctor. She also remembered the merciful bliss of drifting into unconsciousness. Everything else was a blur.
It took her a long time to wake up fully. She felt dizzy and nauseous and her eyelids seemed to be made of lead. At first her mind refused to build up a picture of what had happened.
Crystal stirred in her bed. The hospital smell was tickling her nose. She opened her eyes to see the white walls of her room. To her great surprise, her legs were also white. Placed in plaster casts, they were elevated in padded slings.
"No, no, no," she said, trying to deny what her eyes were seeing.
She could not believe that these were her own legs. Then she saw toes sticking out of the casts. Definitely her toes. She had painted them yesterday. Pulling up her hospital gown, she noticed that the casts encased her legs well above the knees. The plaster was hard and unyielding. She couldn't even budge a muscle. Only her toes responded as she tried to wiggle them. Quite stiffly though.
Crystal grunted angrily and pressed the button beside her bed. A minute later, a nurse appeared, with a well-worn smile pasted on her face.
"Could you please tell me what is going on here?"
"Well, what exactly are you interested in?" the nurse asked amiably.
"What have you done to my legs?"
"Your legs were immobilized with plaster casts. I think you have already noticed that."
"Why?" Crystal asked timidly, her eyes bulging slightly.
"Tarsal fractures."
"What!"
"Your ankles are broken."
Crystal gasped, her eyes popping out with fear.
"Don't worry dear, you will be fine in a couple of months," the nurse said and patted Crystal's shoulder.
"I won't be able to walk..." Crystal started, staring at her casted legs.
"I am afraid you are right."
"But..." she said with choked voice, and her eyes moistened.
"Your husband is here."
"Bobby! He already knows?"