Rachel.
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Phil watched as she shuffled her bottom along the crimson leather bench seat until she was past the end of the table. She then leaned forward and gripped her right calf just below the hem of her long skirt, lifting her shapely, knitted black tights clad calf and black lace up ankle boot until her leg was straight. She then lowered her small heel to the carpet before reaching under the bench for her fore arm crutches. Phil watched her push her body up to stand on her feet and then walk with a pronounced limp across the bar towards the ladies room. He noted that she swung her right leg out in a slight arc as she walked to allow her heel to clear the carpet, her right knee remaining locked rigid. He also thought he detected a slight limp with her left leg although her left knee did appear to bend normally............
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Giselle, Part 1. Pierre calls.
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Giselle checked her appearance in the full-length mirror in the hallway whilst waiting for Pierre, her client, to make his way up to her luxurious apartment on the fourth floor.
She adjusted her black beret to a slight angle on her head, her jet black hair pinned up beneath. She wore fire engine red gloss lipstick and long eyelash extensions, along with a red and white horizontally striped sleeveless top, and black satin pencil skirt. She looked every inch the stereo typical French whore, apart from the fact that she sat in her quickie wheelchair, and her black satin pencil skirt was tucked in round her thigh stumps completely concealing them from view.
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Giselle, Part 2. Visiting Maurice.
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‘I will be back shortly young lady, with your legs suitably attired to be in my fine establishment,’ he said with mock seriousness.
Giselle tucked the satin of her dress in round her stumps to cover them whilst she waited. She turned round to look out of the window, and noticed a pretty brunette looking in at the corsets and basque’s on display. The young woman spotted Giselle and looked longingly at her, wishing she knew the shop owner well enough to get private fittings after hours. Giselle swivelled round on the chair as she looked at the young woman, and smiled at the look of surprise, then pity on her face as it registered that Giselle didn’t have any legs...............
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Giselle Part 3. The Pick Up.
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Giselle settled back in her seat for the short journey across the City. She tried to relax and think pleasant thoughts, but her gaze kept returning to the black struts showing below her coat, as she remembered how beautiful her legs would have looked, shimmering in sheer black nylon, the last time she took a taxi to the Rue Rhodan. That was the night her husband had mounted the pavement at high speed and smashed into her legs in a stolen car, sandwiching her between the wall and the bonnet. He had fled the scene but had been caught as Giselle had shopped him to the police. He was now behind bars.
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Deborah.
David, the photographer, is booked by Deborah to go to her home and photograph her in an erotic/fetish photo session.
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She dropped her right shoulder to allow him to slip the jacket off. David found that her right arm ended in a very short stump a few inches below her armpit. Her blouse had its sleeve stitched up. He then removed her jacket from her left shoulder and found that her left arm didn’t exist at all below her shoulder. Her left blouse sleeve had also being sewn up. David was a little taken aback by her disfigurement, although he was used to doing erotic photo shoots for disabled women. In fact it was one of his specialities, as he believed all women had the right to show their beauty, disabled or otherwise. It was just that Deborah had made no mention of her disability when booking the session..................
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Limbless Flight.
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Jason walked through the revolving door of the provincial Danish airport and spotted the check in queue for the London flight. The desk was open so he walked over and joined the end of the line to check in his suitcase. As the queue shuffled forward he noticed a slim brunette ten yards in front of him stoop down to pick up her long holdall, then move forward with the aid of her fore arm crutches. She then bent down to place her bag back on the floor. Jason marveled at her balance as she was standing on one well-toned and tanned leg, revealed by her short summer dress from mid thigh. She stood on a wedge heeled white sandal. This movement was repeated each time the queue moved forward until she was stood at the check in desk. Once she had checked her holdall in, Jason watched her move with an easy grace on her crutches and one leg to the security gate. He still had a way to go to check in his case, but hoped he would be able to spot her in the departure lounge, as he found her movement and lack of right leg fascinating.................
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Jennet's takes a lover.
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Jennet wriggled from side to side in her wheelchair to allow him to pull the coat from under her bottom, which to Paul’s delight caused her skirt to ride up higher. When he had hung it up on the peg she asked what he thought of her tits, pushing them out towards him. Paul stood behind her and caressed them through the thin sweater and her bra, causing her to moan with pleasure. She helped him remove her sweater and then leaned forward so he could reach her bra catch. She smiled up at him as he soon had both her unfettered tits in his hands. They were pert and firm with the exercise she got pushing herself around in her wheelchair. Her nipples soon swelled and hardened and he moved round to bend down and kiss them.
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Jennet and Paul.
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Jennet surprised him then by asking him to help her stand. He had never thought of her standing on her prosthetic legs. He just thought she wore them to look more normal whilst sat in her wheelchair. He stopped himself asking such silly questions as could she stand, and tried to work out what to do.
Jennet came to his rescue by telling him to lift her feet from her footrests, and then swing them back out of the way. She then told him to lift her lower legs until they were out straight in front of her. He could not help running his fingers up and down her legs to caress her fine stockings as he did so, bringing a smile to her lips.................
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Susan's braces.
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Susan closed down her PC and tidied her desk for the weekend. She reflected that one advantage of working for Hobs and Howsan was that they still finished early on a Friday afternoon and did not work weekends, unlike most of their competitors.
At two o clock on the dot she swiveled her chair round and lifted her legs one by one from under her desk. She then straightened them out in turn by lifting her lower legs with her hands until her full-length leg braces locked at the knee joints. With her heels planted firmly on the carpet she pushed her body up out of her chair with her crutches and straightened up to stand. She then slipped on her jacket and put the strap of her shoulder bag over her shoulders............
The 1st of the Susan's braces series. This series of stories is a must for all brace devotees.
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Susan returns to the shoe shop.
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Jasmine returned carrying a few different styles and showed them to Susan. She chose to try a pair with three-inch stiletto heels and an ankle strap, as Jasmine suspected she would.
Jasmine pulled up a stool and lifted Susan’s right leg to place her trainer clad foot on the stool between her knees. She supported Susan’s calf whilst she began to undo the laces.She eventually eased her foot out of the shoe then carefully rolled down and removed her ankle sock. Susan watched her straighten out her toes and caress her foot and ankle, before fitting it into the black stiletto shoe, then doing up the ankle strap. She caressed her leg all the way to above her knee as she placed her foot back on the wheelchairs footrest.
Jasmine completed the same procedure with Susan’s left leg, lingering even longer to caress her lifeless foot and calf. Once she had placed her foot back on the footrest she showed Susan over to a mirror where she could admire her shoes whilst still sat in her wheelchair.......
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Susan meets Jasmine in the park.
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Several minutes later Susan wheeled back into the lounge, passing through wrapped in a fluffy white towel on the way to her bedroom to dress. She was not too surprised to find Jasmine sat on the sofa with her right leg laying on the open leg brace, as if measuring it for size.
She jumped, startled, as Susan wheeled into the room, beginning to stammer an apology for playing with her braces. Susan quickly wheeled over to her and put her hand on Jasmines thigh, caressing her stocking top, which was exposed. She told her that she was welcome to try on her braces, and told her that she should first fit her foot in the instep fitting then begin doing up the straps starting with her upper thigh band.Susan left her to figure them out whilst she went to change..............
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Jasmine tries out Susan's braces.
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Susan locked her wheelchair by the bed then transferred across, lifting her lifeless legs on to the bed and arranging then stretched out in front of her. Jasmine crutched over to the bed then carefully lowered her bottom to the duvet, before placing her crutches on the floor. She then lifted her stiffened legs one at a time on to the bed using her hands. Susan complimented her on quickly learning how to do things as a cripple.Jasmine turned towards Susan and kissed her tenderly on the lips, thanking her for allowing her to try out her leg braces. Susan began to caress Jasmines confined thigh between her straps, slowly moving up to her stocking top, then the bare flesh above. Jasmine soon wanted Susan’s hand in her crotch, and so eagerly guided it there. She groaned deeply as Susan began to rub her swollen lips through her panties..................
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Going Out.
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Susan wheeled over to her front door and opened it to find Jasmine waiting to be let in. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a tight fitting T-Shirt, her well-tanned legs seeming to glisten in the sunlight.
Susan wheeled back into the living room closely followed by jasmine. She was still wrapped in her white toweling bath robe as she had not yet had time to get ready for their planned days shopping in a neighboring town, where they hoped Jasmine would not bump into anyone she knew.
The reason for this, and for Jasmines barely contained excitement was that the full-length leg braces she had asked Susan to order for her had arrived. She had a dream of going out shopping with Susan, posing as two crippled lovers, which was about to become a reality........
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All stories by Sam James.
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