It had occupied her thoughts all day and it had sent a tingle from her head right down her spine into her nether regions. She craved for it, she wanted him to render her helpless and vulnerable. And he usually did just that, often and whenever he pleased.
He was the one who knew of her deepest longings and who knew how to get into her head with his demands and her yearnings for them. He demanded for her to follow his orders and adhere to his wishes at all times. He was the one who could make her feel completely detached from her real life when he put her in the restraints she craved.
It wasn't restraints of the regular kind that she hungered for. She craved for restraints typically used to help people get better and become independent in life after traumatic injuries or surgeries. The restraints she desired to be in consisted of medical braces and aids. To her those kinds of restraints triggered other emotions. To her they caused the opposite of independence. It was the need to be supported and assisted, the need to be helpless and dependent on him or other aids. She wanted to be restrained in braces and to be at his loving but stern mercy.
The day had turned into night, all daily tasks were accomplished. She was exhausted but the thoughts in her head had not subsided. She was hoping he would let her have what she longed for so bad, that he would sense her anticipation of some fulfillment.
When she heard him come down the stairs, she became nervous. When he walked into the room her nervousness turned into anxious excitement as she saw the leg braces he had brought with him, two bulky objects making her heart skip a beat. He smiled at her and walked over.
The leg braces had been custom made for her by a skilled orthotist catering to the likes of her. They were made of steel and black leather, thick softly padded leather straps to wrap around her slender legs, steel bars running up and down her legs on the outside and inside almost touching her pussy. The leather straps had buckles and pins stitched into them for ultimate restriction of mobility, straps that would be buckled around her legs and even lockable if he desired to do so. Locked so she couldn't take the braces off and would have to be in them for an extended period of time.
It was Friday night and there was a whole weekend ahead of them, a weekend she would most likely spend in her heavy braces, walking around awkwardly and stiff legged since he liked to keep her legs locked straight in the braces. There were times when he would lock the braces in a 90 degree angle and she wouldn't be walking but rather be crawling around.
Soft spoken he ordered her, 'Take your pants off!'
She got up and did as told in front of him, she didn't wear any panties.
He explained lowly, 'You haven't been in your leg braces for days. You're going to be in them and make up for the time you haven't worn them, so be prepared to stay in them over the weekend. You won't be let out until I allow it.'
Just he saying the words sent a soft chill over the skin on her bare legs. The outlook of having to be in the braces was scary but also an exhilarating thought. Maybe he would keep her in braces all weekend, or maybe even longer. He would possibly make her sleep with the bulky, heavy braces strapped around her legs.
She felt the chills on her legs but up between her thighs it was anything but chilly.
He stated, 'If you need to pee you better do it now, because once I strap those braces on, you may not find it so easy to go.'
She knew what he was talking about, it was somewhat difficult to use the bathroom when wearing the braces on her legs. Swiftly she rushed into the bathroom.
As she came back into the room he was in the process of laying out the braces, getting them ready for her to be strapped in. She sat back down on the couch, the braces were laid out on the large foot stool in front of the couch.
He looked at her, 'Put your right leg up here', and he gestured to the right brace.
She slowly moved her leg up and into the brace. The familiar coldness of the steel reinforced side bars and the smoothness of the leather cuffs touched the bare skin of her long leg.
Without any words he adjusted her leg into the brace and started to tightly buckle the leather cuffs. Two wide black cuffs, padded softly on the inside wrapped tightly around her thigh as he secured the buckles. He moved on to the shin and calf cuffs of the brace and pulled them into the buckles to let the strong metal pins slide into the buckle straps. The brace was strapped on tightly, encasing her leg from top to bottom, rigid and stiff in the locked position so she couldn't bend her leg an inch. The inside of the leather cuffs was padded and soft but it didn't change the fact that the brace was tightly locked onto her leg and she would not be able to ignore its grip for a few days.
He strapped the left leg in the same way, smirking at her when she shifted a bit. He genuinely enjoyed the process of putting her in the predicament she longed for so much but hated at the same time. She loved how he ordered her to get the leg braces on, it was hot when he tightened the brace cuffs around her leg, forceful yet loving, because he knew how much she liked it.
Both legs were now encased in the bulky and heavy leg braces, holding her legs straight and rigid, not able to move too much. The braces were locked in the straight position, she wasn't able to bend her legs.
He draped a blanket softly over her braced legs so she wouldn't get cold sitting there on the couch, 'Let's watch a movie.'
He glanced at her and saw her face flush a bit. She wasn't cold, she was warm enough and warm moisture was creeping around her pussy, naked and aroused, her bare ass pressed on to the leather couch.
He wanted to watch a whole movie. She was intrigued but she would try to keep her arousal in check. Next to her he took his shirt off and threw it over to the side as he took a sip from his drink. Shyly she admired his strong upper body, the muscles showing nicely and the tattoos decorating his skin.
They watched the movie and he glanced over at her a few times, smiling. She tried to focus on the movie, not on the permanent arousal she now felt travel through her loins and the thoughts of what she wanted him to do to her.