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PLASTERED
 
I am not sure if this is a form of bondage or just a fetish. Just the sight of a limb in a cast is a big turn on. The bondage part comes in with being restrained by this skin forming plaster. The cast stops every movement. A slight wiggle is the only movement allowed. This is a story about an adventure in plaster.
 
The day had finally arrived... I was going to go out with a cast on for the first time. I had done this in the privacy of my home many times, but today I wanted to take it a little farther. After a lot of practice I was almost as good as a doctor on making the cast. Excitedly, I took out the box that contained all the supplies. I looked at my legs trying to figure out which one I wanted to cast. I decided on my left leg for this adventure.
 
In a tray filled with water I set out several rolls of plaster bandage. My left leg I carefully wrapped with rolled cotton. My hands trembled with excitement as I took one roll of bandage and place the end just above my toes. I carefully wrapped and wrapped until my leg was covered all the way to my upper thigh.  With some last minute smoothing I was happy with the job I had done. I sat there for an hour giving the cast plenty of time to set. The heat from the hardening always felt good on my leg. I new after I felt the heat that a cold would soon come. Then after a few hours it would warm back to my body temperature.
 
 I was admiring the job I had done on my leg when I decided to do my left arm also.  Doing my left arm would be a real disadvantage because I am left handed. In a short time I had my left arm in a cast. It was frozen in almost a ninety-degree angle with only my fingers free. With the excitement of both limbs being bound with the cast, I could have just masturbated right there, instead I decided to get ready for my adventure out into the world.
 
I grabbed a crutch in my right hand and pulled myself up. I went to the bedroom where my clothes were already laid out. I had found an old pair of jeans and cut the left leg off. With the one free arm I struggled to pull the pants over my ridged leg. During the struggle I wished I had kept my left arm free. Eventually I managed to get the pants on. It was a good thing the pants were a little big or I never would have gotten them buttoned with one hand.
 
Putting on my t-shirt was a lot easier. I managed to get my right shoe on without too much trouble. I stood leaning against my crutch and looked in the mirror. What a wild sight I was with all the white plaster contrasting with the color of my clothes. My nerves were really tense as I realized I was ready to leave on my adventure.
 
I hopped carefully on my crutch to the car. I did not realize how hard it was going to be to get in the car. I slid the seat all the way back. Twisting and turning I managed to get my stiff leg in the car. With the seat all the way back there was just barely enough room for my extended leg.
 
I drove to a town where no one new me and looked for something to do. I new I could not walk very far so I was limited in the things I could do. I decided to go to a department store and sit in the dining area that was just inside the door. This was my lucky day, I found a parking spot close to the front. Even in this condition I didn’t feel it was right to use the handicapped parking. 
 
I struggled out of the car and hopped to the front door. I was struggling with the heavy glass door when I felt it come out of my hand. I looked around and this beautiful girl had opened the door for me. I thanked her and went in. I was confronted with another heavy glass door. She quickly jumped in front of me and opened it. I smiled and thanked her once again as I hobbled in the store.
 
Just this little walk had made me really tired. I went straight for the dining area and found a seat. I had been in such a hurry to sit down, I forgot about the beautiful girl that had been so kind to me. I looked around for her, but she was gone. I wondered what I was going to do after this little adventure. As I sat there thinking, I watched the people as they stared at me when they walked by. In most I could see the pity they had for my so-called condition.
 
I was thinking about going to the counter to get something to drink when I heard a nice female voice. I turned my attention the voice and it was the beautiful girl that had held the door for me. She asked, "Is everything was ok?"
 
 I stuttered a little and replied, "I am fine, just a little tired from the walk in."
 
 She asked, "Could I get you something to drink?"
 
Smiling brightly, I replied, "Thank you, that would be nice."
 
 She came back with two cups and sat mine down. She asked, "Do you mind if I sit with you?
 
I replied, "Sure, I would love the company."
 
The girl asked,  "What had happened?"
 
I told her some lame story about a car wreck. We talked for at least an hour and found we liked each other and had some things in common. I was beginning to feel bad about my deception. I found out her name was Cathy and she lived in this town by herself. I could tell from her expression she wanted to say something, but was afraid. I was curious so I kept trying to pull the words out of her. Finally she said, "I have this thing for men in cast."
 
 A smile broke out on my face. "How could I have been so lucky to meet a girl like this?" I thought.
 
 Cathy looked at the clock and her face turned dour as she said, " I have to go now... I’m expecting a phone call in thirty minutes."
 
 I was disappointed that she would be leaving me. I would at least get her phone number before she left. I was about to ask for the number when she asked, "Would you like to go to my apartment with me?
 
"Sure," I said.
 
She helped me up and to my car. It was a lot easier getting in with her help. Following her, my mind raced with the thoughts of the things that had happened that day. This was one of the most exciting days of my life. My thoughts were pulled back to reality with my left arm and leg began to ache from lack of movement. It had been about four hours since I put the cast on.
 
I pulled beside Cathy at the apartment complex and she quickly came over to help me out of the car. I leaned against her as we started to her apartment. I came to a stop at a set of stairs. I looked at Cathy and then to the stairs. Before I could say anything she said, "You can make the climb with my help."
 
 Seeing her beautiful face made it worth the risk. At least, I thought, I could not break my left arm and leg if I fell. Without her help I would not have been able to navigate the stairs. It was scary at times, but we manage to make it to her apartment. She opened the door and helped me to the couch. She sat down beside me and before either of us could say anything, we kissed.
 
For a long time we kissed and the whole time she rubbed my cast-covered arm. When the kiss broke she told me this had always been a fantasy to be with a man with a cast on.  Even in her wildest dreams she would not have thought it would be with a man that had a cast on an arm and leg. She looked into my eyes and asked if I would make love to her. All I could do was nod my head because this had been one of my greatest fantasies and could not believe it was coming true, especially with such a beautiful woman.
 
Cathy helped me to her bed and helped me lay down. She took off my clothes and then she pulled off her jeans and shirt. She had the perfect body. Her legs were long and her stomach was completely flat. She climbed on top of me and began to kiss me.
 
For the next couple of hours we made love, or should I say she made love to me because I could do little more than lay there. Making love like this was the most incredible feeling I ever had.  I never wanted it to end, but exhaustion eventually took its toll on Cathy. We both fell asleep with her legs wrapped around my cast-covered leg and her hands on my cast covered arm.
 
When I woke up the sun was shining in the window. I turned to look at Cathy, but she was gone. I called out for her, but there was no answer. I sat up in the bed and happened to see something wrote on my leg cast. It was a note from Cathy. It said she had to work and didn’t want to wake me because I was sleeping so well.
 
I struggled out of the bed and went to the bathroom to relieve myself. I went in to the living room and sat on the couch. I decided I should go home and then I remembered the stairs. I didn’t think I wanted to try them alone. I lay there most of the day watching television and thinking about how I was going to tell Cathy there was not really anything wrong with me. At least if she kicked me out I could go home and get these cast off. My arm and leg were really aching now. It had been over twenty-four hours since I put them on. I had never worn them this long before. That afternoon when Cathy came home I was going to tell her I had to go home even if she did not kick me out.  I had to get out of these cast... I was terribly uncomfortable now.
 
Finally Cathy came walking in the door with her captivating smile. I told Cathy I had to talk to her about something. She came over and sat down beside me, putting her hand on my cast covered leg. Scared that I would never see her again, I began to tell her about my cast fetish. She looked at me without expression as I told her. In the end I told her I would go now and apologized for deceiving her.
 
She looked at me and said, "Your aren’t going anywhere."
 
 She began to tell me about the thoughts she had all day. Her thoughts had been about me and the realization the cast would come off one day and things would not be the same.  After last night she was not sure if she could go back to a normal relationship. She kissed me lightly on the lips and thanked me for being honest with her and now she new she could have her fantasy anytime she wanted.  She asked, "How long can you stay?"
 
 Even with my limbs aching I new I did not want to leave right away. I told her I did not have to be at work for two weeks. She smiled and asked me if I would put on more cast. I told her I could not put on anymore because of the lack of movement. She told me she could do it. I gave Cathy a list of supplies and she was out the door in a second. I waited on Cathy, enjoying my happiness. I was hurting bad now, but it was worth it to be with the woman of my dreams.
 
Cathy returned and helped me to the bed once again. She had covered the bed with plastic to keep it clean. She left the room and came back with the box of cast supplies. I told her what to do and she began to work on my right leg.  In to time at all she was done. I looked at my leg and was pleased with the job she had done.
 
She then proceeded to wrap my right arm. I was a little nervous because I had never been this helpless in my life. After the bandages had hardened, I could not move any of my limbs. Cathy looked at me the whole time it was hardening. The cast was not the only thing that was hardening. Cathy sat on my sex and made love until we both orgasms.
 
She then got up and cleaned herself and said she was off to start supper. I was hungry, but did not know how I was going to eat. In about an hour Cathy came back into the bedroom pushing a wheel chair with the feet rest sticking straight out to support my stiff limbs. Cathy helped me into the chair and pushed me into the kitchen. Cathy set a plate in front of me on the table and took a fork and began to feed me. In the one instance I had to be fed by someone I did not like it. This time with her feeding me I loved it. With each bite I could see the love in her eyes and the enjoyment she was getting from it.
 
For the next two weeks she did everything for me. I was a totally helpless.  She bathed me, brought me a bedpan, and fed me the whole time. She made love to me everyday and that was the only time I wished the cast were off. I wanted to be able to hold her in my arms. We had been together constantly for two weeks and I had never hugged her. I new that was going to be the first thing I did when the cast came off.
 
Finally the day came to take the cast off. We both were a little sad that we would have to go back to real life. She cut the cast off and all of a sudden I was scared for the first time. I was not able to move my limbs. They seem to be frozen in the positions formed by the cast. Cathy told me she had been reading about this and it would take a few hours for my limbs to regain their mobility.
 
For the next two hours Cathy massaged my arms and legs. Finally I was able to move my stiff limbs without them hurting too much. I did what I had longed to do. I hugged and kissed the woman I had fallen in love with and new I would spend the rest of my life with her.
 
The end, or is it the beginning.