Special Powers

My names Adrian I live a simple life, I’m 29 single average looks, average build. I work full time for an insurance company. I manage claims and have just recently got into doing asset inspections for claims, which just involves random spot checks.  When people make claims I travel to the property or whatever the claim is for and just make sure they are not ripping off the company. I have an office desk on the second floor, my cubicle is in a room with about 20 other people.  My cubicle is in the corner right down the back, but I do have a large window that overlooks the street.  Most people would hate where my desk is located but I like it, not only do I have a window but I’m pretty much hidden from the rest of the office and no one annoys me.

My day usually starts with a coffee then a 1hr commute to the city before starting work at 9am.  I go about my day mostly in the office but Fridays I dedicate to random inspections around the suburbs. Monday-itis hits hard this morning as I stare out the window gazing at the people walking by, paying special attention to young office lady’s wearing tight skirts and heels with pantyhose or naked legs. I’m single at the moment but I have had an active sex life until recently, I just haven’t been able to find my perfect match. It might have something to do with my fetishes, I love a woman with sexy feet, a bandaged ankle and on crutches. Yes I have a sprain fetish and a foot fetish. I have dated lady’s that allowed me to touch their feet but I have never had the guts to tell my secret, besides I can be a little shy when it comes to woman. The day ends and I grab my laptop and bag and head down the lift to the car park before commencing my 1hr drive home.

I live by myself in a house, I have dinner before sitting in front of my laptop and cranking up the internet to my favourite page “the bandage board".  I’m a long time reader with a few posts but it’s great to talk to other people that share my fetish and have had the opportunity to explore it. I have actually made a friend off this site his name is Joe, he actually lives near me which is great. We meet up occasionally and have a beer whilst waiting for something to happen at the least its great having someone to talk to about it. Any who it’s getting late so I head off to bed, I lay there with the lights off looking at the ceiling thinking, will I ever get to experience my fetish? Then I start what I call the "what ifs". What if I had a little gun that could Shoot you in the ankle and cause a sprain, or a laser that targets the ligaments and makes them weak causing a sprain, or a magic power that when I just look at the person and think what I want them to do it just…………zzzzzzz

I wake the next morning, Tuesday has arrived. My brains on auto pilot I get up get dressed and before I know it I’m sipping a coffee sitting in my car on the way to work.

As I walk through the office I say good morning to those members that are there before reaching my cubicle.

Work starts as normal I log into my work pc and I’m then greeted by several emails awaiting my action. By 930am  I’m all over it, smashing through the emails in record time now only the rest of my follow up stuff to do. I take a break and grab some fruit out of my bag before I swivel my chair and gaze out the window. I watch as people walk along the street below no idea I’m watching from above. The pedestrian traffic is like watching a colony of ants weaving in and out all with their own mission. A young lady catches my eye from a far, she looks maybe mid to late 20's slim build, tight skirt business top and high heels and dark pantyhose. I’m not sure why but I started to think to myself what if she rolled her ankle right now. And like clockwork, on her next step her left ankle rolls out sharply, she stumbles by remains standing. I almost choked on the piece of banana I was eating, " that did not just happen....What, what the, nah it’s just pure luck surely", as I watch on she limps her way to a nearby bench with the help of a fellow pedestrian, he only stays a few moments before moving on. She rests her ankle on her right knee and removes her shoe before lightly massaging her ankle and foot, then she rotates her ankle around a little before refitting her shoe standing back up and heads off with a slight limp. The sighting itself is enough to get me going. Within seconds I’m on the bandage board telling everyone about my sighting.

I get back to my work and only 30 mins in I start to think about the chance of that happening, just as I thought it, it happened..... For a moment I start to think I might have some special power.... Before snapping out of it, "what are u thinking Adrian special powers pppfftt".

"But, what if?  Nah, I think I need a coffee..."

I get up and head to the tea room and make myself a coffee as I walk in Lisa is also making a coffee with brad. I say hello and continue with making my coffee. Brad and Lisa turn around to walk out, I gaze out the corner of my eye, Lisa is wearing small 2" heels and slacks and a nice top, what if Lisa rolled her right ankle...

I almost dropped my coffee when Lisa’s right ankle rolled out, brad catches her preventing her from spilling her coffee and helps her to a chair. I stare at them in a gaze, my brain working over time, "what just....how can... What the.... That’s not possi......"

"Adrian, Adrian", I snap out of it, "can u get an ice pack from the first aid kit in the hall for Lisa’s ankle?" “Yes Yes" I walk down the hall in a haze, I pinch my arm about ten times, am I sleeping... I grab the ice pack an head back to the tea room by the time I get back brad has Lisa’s ankle on a chair, I had never noticed but her naked foot is perfect.. I pass the ice pack to brad and he places it on Lisa’s ankle, he asks her if she wants to go to the hospital but she declines, “I just rolled it brad I’ll be fine thanks though".

I leave the room and hurry back to my desk, I pick up my phone and message Joe telling him everything..

I wait a few seconds until I get a reply.... “have u been drinking Adrian?"

“NO I’m at work, I’ll show you tonight ill meet u at the pub at 6pm"

"Ok Adrian but I still think you’re crazy...."

Work couldn’t finish sooner, I practically run to my car and drive home, a quick shower and change of clothes and I head to the pub. I arrive and find a table near the front window.. Not long and joe arrives I grab us a beer and I start telling him everything... “Adrian have u been taking drugs? Or should you be taking drugs?"

 "Joe you must believe me ill show you ok you pick someone and ill show you.

“Ok Adrian", Joe looks around and out the window.  After about a minute he turns to me and says “the young girl just walked into the toilet wearing a red shirt, when she comes out I want her to sprain her right ankle". 

I take a sip of my beer and we both turn towards the ladies toilet only seconds later this very attractive young lady walks out wearing a red top, jeans and ballerina flats. I look at her, "right ankle sprain....." She gets only three steps from the toilet and she slips, her right ankle rolls outwards as she grabs a nearby table for support. Her boyfriend rushes to her aid, before helping her back to their table. She props her right foot up on a chair and her boyfriend uses the ice from a cup rubbing it on her ankle. I look at Joe, he is sitting there with his jaw on the ground. “So do u believe me now?"

Joe turns around and takes a drink, his brain working overtime thinking about what just happened. “I think she just slipped on some spilt drink on the floor, beginners luck." “ok then Joe pick another one?"

He suggests we head down the road to the pizza place. We leave the pub and walk down the street, a block away from the pub he spots a lady jogging down a side street heading our direction, "ok Adrian do her, left ankle this time" I gaze down the street and she is only about 15 meters from us, she is wearing tight 3/4 sports pants a sports top and runners and socks, " left ankle sprain", the next time her left foot hits the ground her ankle rolls outwards and she stumbles before sitting down on the grass. I look at Joe and he looks back at me, “should we go help?" Before I finish my sentence Joe has already started walking towards her. We approach as she sits there on the grass rubbing her ankle, her shoe and sock still on. Joe is speechless, I thought I better say something as it might get awkward two blokes standing there staring at her. “Hi I’m Adrian, my friend and I were walking down the road and saw you trip can we offer you some help"

"Hi thanks for stopping Adrian I feel like a goose I think I might have sprained my ankle but it doesn’t feel too bad I should be able to walk it off. Could you please help me stand up?" I kneel down and put my arm around her and help her stand up. “ooh aahh yeah definitely sprained" she tries a few steps and limps but manages. “Thanks Adrian I think I’ll be right I just live a few houses down, thanks again for your help". “No problem I hope it gets better", she waves good bye and slowly limps off. I look at Joe and he is lost for words.

"Let’s get some pizza and another beer Joe", all Joe can summon up is a "o..o..ok".

We take a seat at the pub and Joe just bombards me with questions. "How do you do that? Can you choose what happens i.e. 1st degree or 3rd degree sprain, what about a break or dislocation what about other body parts what about when you can’t see them like looking at a picture?"

"Slow down Joe you’re like a kid in a candy store"

"I don’t know how I do it I just look at them and think it and it happens, I haven’t tried specifics like degree of sprain or more than that like breaks or dislocations and I don’t know about just doing it with a picture of someone, remember this is all new to me as well."

We sit there and ponder our thoughts for a moment, slowly drinking our beer. " We need to test your new ability Adrian how about we meet up on the weekend sometime?".

"Ok Joe ill text you on Saturday". We part ways and I head home for the night.

Before I know it, it is 3am and I’m still wide awake lying in bed. My brain going one hundred miles an hour thinking about the possibilities.

Over the next couple days I watch as Lisa limps around the office her ankle nestled tightly in an ace wrap her toes and heel exposed, sitting there thinking about it I ponder the thought of removing her bandage from her ankle and running hands all over her sexy feet.

The rest of the week fly’s and its now Friday, I’m on the road today. My first call this morning is to a house only a couple suburbs away from my place. I pull up at the front, grab my diary and pen and head to the front door. "Knock", I wait a few seconds and then I hear someone walking to the door.

The door opens and I’m greeted by a lady approx early 30's wearing smart business cloths including a skirt that just goes past her knees and black pantyhose and business style 3" heels. I introduce myself "Hi I’m Adrian I’m from global insurance I spoke to you on the phone yesterday"

"Hi Adrian I’m Natalie please come in", she leads me into the house. I follow watching her every step, her legs look toned and firm, I think to myself should I try it?

"The laundry is this way", I was there to inspect water damage in the laundry caused by a leaking pipe in the wall.

I watch her walking in front of me,

"right ankle give way", a second later she steps with her right foot and her ankle gives way rolling outwards, she stumbles and leans against the wall for support.

"Are you ok Natalie?", as I offer my help. "Yeah I think so my ankle just gave way", she stands there gently rotating her right ankle. "That’s never happened before but I think I’m ok", as she places her right foot down and continues to the laundry.

"Oh my god it worked" is all I could think as we proceeded to the laundry. I carry out my inspection and take a few notes and pictures.

"Ok Natalie I think that will do"

We start to head back to the front door, I ponder a thought, " second degree sprain right ankle" Natalie only gets one step in when her right ankle rolls out violently. I lurch forward catching her from hitting the ground. "Oh god my ankle again, it feels much worse this time". She holds onto me for support and rests her right foot gently on the ground, "aahhh yeah that’s not good at all", the sofa is only a couple meters away. "Let’s get you to the chair Natalie". She props her arm over my shoulder and lifts her right foot up in front of her and slowly hops over to the sofa. I gently assist her to sit down. "Can I call someone Natalie?" "No its ok Adrian but could you please help me get my shoe and pantyhose off, "Of course".  I kneel down in front of her and gently lift her right foot, "Oh that’s really starting to ache"as I slowly slip her right shoe off. She flicks off her left shoe, and then starts pulling her pantyhose down to her knees, at this point I grab hold and continue pulling it down to her right ankle. Its tight getting it over her heel, Natalie clinches the sofa in her hand as I continue to remove the panty hose off her foot completely. As I expose her foot I come to realise it’s perfectly proportioned with a high arch. I rest her heel in the palm of hand, she leans forward and begins to inspect her ankle, within a minute of removing the tight pantyhose her ankle swells to the size of a tennis ball, the swelling shows both on the inside and outside of her ankle " oh that’s a bad sprain, damn it how can I be some clumsy".

I help her raise her leg onto the couch resting it on a small pillow. "Can I get you some ice Natalie?" "Yes that would be good, could you please also pass me the phone I better ring my husband". I head to the kitchen and fetch an ice pack from the freezer and grab the phone on the kitchen bench. I pass Natalie the phone and place the ice pack gently on her ankle. "Thank you so much for your help Adrian, I apologise for wasting your time I should be fine now ill ring my husband to take me to the hospital."

"That’s ok Natalie, I better head off then, I’ll send through the insurance approval first thing Monday." I grab my stuff and show myself out the front door.

I jump in my car and Head off to my next House inspection.

During the course of the day, Natalie was all I could think about, she is probably back home from the hospital with her ankle bandaged and in an aircast for protection, forearm aluminium crutches resting next to her.

I have a date tonight, recently I have been trying one of those online dating sites, and this is probably the 4th date I have gone on from this site. Tonight I’m meeting up with Krystal at a restaurant  in town. I arrive at the restaurant and get seated at the table, Krystal hasn’t arrived yet so I just order a beer and patiently wait. I haven’t seen a picture of Krystal but she describes herself as 5'6" athletic build blond hair. So I watch the door eagerly for a person matching the description. About 5 mins later I see a blond lady enter, she fits the description she is wearing a long dress and 3" mule high heels. She approaches the table, "Hi is it Adrian?"

I stand up to greet her, "yes and must be Krystal, a pleasure to meet you". I take her coat and assist her with her chair. We get talking and get to know each other a little. I find out she is a Photographer. The night goes on as planned we order and eat and then out of the blue she asks, " So Adrian is there any fetishes I should know about?" I almost choke, and then take a sip of water before clearing my throat. "Umm not really", I shy away from the question. "You can be honest with me I have dated guys with fetishes before." I ponder a moment, umm should I tell her everything or just part of it....

"Well I do have a foot fetish, is that weird?" 

"That’s far from weird Adrian, there are many fetishes that go way beyond that", before she had finished her sentence I felt something on my leg, as I lean back and peek under the table cloth Krystal has her right shoe off and her toes are gently making their way up my leg onto my lap, "so then Adrian how do my feet rate?" as she smiles at me. I slide my hand down and start at her toes, working my way down her sole along her arch and up the heel then working back along the top of her foot. Her foot is soft and perfectly proportioned. " I would say a 9", I sheepishly give a cheeky grin.

Krystal excuses herself to go to the rest room, as I sit there I wonder if I should try my power. Then I see her walking back, I look at her "right ankle slight sprain" a couple steps nothing happens, "left ankle slight sprain" a couple more nothing, " right ankle second degree sprain" a few more steps and she is at the table, I have a puzzled look on my face. Why didn’t it work! Have I lost my mysterious power!! Krystal sits down,

"Are u ok Adrian", " yeah sorry I was deep in thought", " were u thinking about my feet Adrian", kind of caught off guard, "um yeah something like that" I wasn’t but I didn’t want to tell her that although her feet still had me aroused from earlier. "How about we head off Adrian and ill show you more of my feet", "I’m up for that Krystal", we proceed to the counter where I pay the bill, still thinking why it’s not working as we exit the restaurant a young couple enter I hold the door for them, I look at the young lady wearing heels, " roll right ankle", as she steps she rolls her right ankle and her boyfriend catches her. I stand amazed, it still works but why not on Krystal.... Ummmm... I proceed to leave the restaurant. We head back to my place and Krystal is very horny, she practically jumps me as we enter the house. I fuck her hard in every position I can think of, and then she lays me on my back and gives me a foot job. I blow my load all over her soft soles it was my first foot job and it was great.

We talk a little and she decides to head home after exchanging numbers.

After Krystal leaves I jump on the net and share my latest finds with everyone on the bandage board, I also log into yahoo messenger to chat with people. There are a few people online, when I get a message. " Hi its mike here, I have been reading your posts on the bandage board and was wondering if u could sprain my wife". I reply back, " send me a full body picture and I’ll try but I don’t know if it will work" within a minute mike sends me a picture, I open it up his wife is approx. mid 30 average build. I ask, “what type of sprain and which ankle", waiting... " 3rd degree sprain right ankle. She is cleaning the house at the moment wearing sneakers and socks". Mike is obviously on the other side of the world somewhere hence the time difference. I bring up the picture again and look at it, here goes "Right ankle 3rd degree sprain"... Waiting a few minutes pass, I send a message to mike, "well anything" waiting waiting probably 5 mins later I get a message, "Thanks you so much I’ll send you pictures later". I’m amazed did it actually work. But why wouldn’t it work with Krystal earlier. Anyways I decide it’s time to get some sleep.

Saturday morning arrives and I roll out of bed and fix myself a coffee I turn on the laptop and proceed to check my emails. There is one from mike with attachments. It reads, " I can’t believe it worked, she was cleaning and whatever you did she went to take a step backwards her right ankle rolled out violently and she crashed to the floor. I helped her to a seat and removed her shoe and sock her ankle was already the size of an orange. I took her to the hospital and x-rays were done followed by an MRI, 3rd degree sprain with tearing of the anterior ligament. Here are some pictures." I continue to click on the images one at a time. The first image shows his wife’s ankle swollen like an orange, the next couple images are the same but from different angles and the final image is his wife on crutches with her right ankle wrapped and nestled within an air cast. I can’t believe it this is amazing. I look at the rest of my emails and I have about 10 from various people. I open the first one "Hi mike posted on the bandage board that you can help people with sprain requests?" The other 9 emails all read roughly the same. I jump onto the bandage board and mike has posted his story and pictures, and how I made it happen for him. That now explains all the emails. I decide I will help these people so I post a reply to mike posts, "Hi all I’m willing to help every just add me to your yahoo contact list and I’ll talk to you when I’m online". After posting I jump onto to yahoo and there are already two friend requests waiting, one from Sam and one from a Nicole. So I continue to add them and Nicole is online so I message her. "Hi Nicole my names Adrian". Waiting eagerly, "nice to meet you Adrian can you please help me sprain my ankle? I love the feeling of my ankle swelling and the elastic wrap tight around my foot." umm that’s interesting I haven’t met a female interested in sprains before.. "Ok Nicole what are you doing now?" just got back from a run still wearing sports cloths and runners and socks!" "Ok well what do you want?" "I want to start with just a slight sprain to my left ankle" "Ok I think we’ll send me a picture and then start walking" the picture arrives in my inbox and I open it up to my surprise she is probably around late 20s and very attractive brunette. I look at the picture, "grade 1 sprain left ankle". I continue waiting, about 2 minutes I get a message, "Oh my god that’s great Adrian, I was just walking around and my ankle just gave way and rolled out. That’s amazing can you do it again?" " ok I’m glad it worked, I’ll do it again but do you have a web cam?" waiting this little message pops up on my screen asking me if I want to start webcam session I select the yes option, a window pops up the clarity is great. "Did that work Adrian it’s my camcorder it can be used as a webcam as well but I have never tried it". "Yeah it works great Nicole. Ok so what do you want this time?" "two torn ligaments in my left ankle" "ok well start skipping but stay in view of the camera" I watch closely and she starts skipping around in her lounge the camera capturing the whole scene. "left ankle two torn ligaments" on the very next skip she lands with her left foot her ankle rolls out so far it looks like her ankle almost snaps. She crashes to the ground. I watch the whole thing happen she squirms on the ground in pain holding her ankle wiping tears from her face. She then starts to drag herself towards the camera. She picks up the camera and aims it at her left foot, the swelling is bulging out of her sneaker and looks like a tennis ball right on the outside of her ankle. She reaches down and slowly unties her shoe lace all the way and then slips her shoe off gently. The swelling very evident when her shoe is removed. The lump on the outside of her ankle sticks out about an inch. She gently slips her ankle sock over her heel and off her foot exposing her slender foot. She moves the camera around showing her ankle from all angles.  She then places the camera down looking at her foot and grabs her laptop off the table. A message comes through " thank you so much Adrian my ankle will be weak for the rest of my life thank you so so much" " that’s ok Nicole glad I could help and thanks for the webcam show" "that’s ok let me know if you want some pictures. I better go get some ice and an ace wrap thanks again."

And she is offline. As much as it is great to watch other people I want to experience it with my own girlfriend but why wouldn’t it work with Krystal.

I log into my emails again, and compose an email to Joe explaining my findings. He promptly reply’s letting me know he is working all weekend, so there goes my only plan for the weekend.

I reposition myself to the sofa and start to think why my power wouldn’t work on Krystal. The weekend turns out quite un-eventful.

The weeks go by, I ponder my new found power and test it occasionally on pedestrians passing my office window but it just doesn’t satisfy me. I want to share my fetish with someone personal.

I wake up on a Saturday surprised to see a message on my phone from Krystal, " hi Adrian wondering if you are free today for lunch?"

I quickly reply, "Hi Krystal I’m free, where and when".

She suggest a quiet little pub in town that has a fantastic out door bistro. So I confirm the time and meet her there.

When I arrive she is already there, she is wearing stylish tight jeans and a top and some high heeled stiletto boots that tightly encase her foot and lower calve.  She stands up and we give a greeting hug.

We order a drink and begin chatting. A little time in I starting to gaze at a waitress nearby she looks young probably only 19, petite body with little feet nestled in black ballerina flats. I ponder the thought of testing my power but am distracted by Krystal as her boot touches my leg. 

"Are you ready to order Adrian"

"Sounds good"  we get up and start to make our way to the counter to order and pay. the outside garden area is paved and over time the pavers have moved and become uneven, only a couple steps from our table Krystal lands the tiny right stiletto heel on the edge, as she transfers her weight to step with her left foot, her heel slips off and her right ankle goes rolling outwards. " oh shit" I catch her as she stumbles, "are you ok". She balances holding onto my arm, " yeah I just rolled my ankle on that damn paver" as she leans down rubbing her ankle. " I think I’m ok", she places her foot back down and takes a step limping, but managing. We get to the counter and order, before returning to the table. Krystal limps the whole way back using my arm for support. She sits down while I go and fetch a couple drinks from the bar. I return to find Krystal sitting rubbing her ankle, "Are you ok Krystal did you want me to have a look", all I want is to expose her injured ankle from her boot. " it’s ok Adrian, it’s just throbbing at the moment. I have sprained this ankle before and I think it’s just a little sprain."

This gets intrigued, " so how did u sprain it last time Krystal?"

"Well funny you should ask because I was actually on a date wearing heels and miss stepped of the curb".

"Maybe it’s a sign, maybe you aren’t meant to wear heels on dates, ha-ha"

She chuckles as well, " you seem very interested in this Adrian, another fetish maybe", I stumble my words trying to think what I’m going to say, " umm umm not really, maybe a little, it doesn’t matter anyways.."

Before she gets a chance to say anymore, the waitress arrives with our meals, maybe I haven’t freaked her out.

We continue eating our food, and I grab my beer and finish of the last mouthful. Krystal grabs her hand bag, " it must be my shout", " no Krystal I get it", " please Adrian I insist, and she winks", I’m not really sure what to make of the wink. As she walks away she pays particular attention to the pavers, she sees couple pavers that are particularly uneven, she changes direction heading straight for them, she looks up and forward continuing her stride, her right heel lands right on the uneven pavers as she transfers her weight her right ankle snaps outwards instantly and she stumbles, " ahh god" she pauses and looks at me and smiles, she composes herself before stepping off her limp much worse. A minute later she is returning from the bar with two drinks in hand taking one step at a time. Her face shows the obvious pain in her ankle, as she continues to the table where she places the drinks down and hops on her left foot holding the table. She leans in towards me, " my boot is really tight Adrian I can feel my ankle swelling. I bet you would love to remove my boot right now!" I feel a tingle inside as she tells me about it. I slide over on the seat, Krystal hops closer and sits right next to me. She uses my fetish and teases me, gently resting her right foot on the ground. We continue to have a few more drinks, before we know it it’s late afternoon. We are both to intoxicated to drive so I suggest we catch a cab back to my place. I help Krystal up and she holds my arm for support, as she takes one step at a time limping heavily. We proceed to the first cab in the cab line outside and I help Krystal in before getting in myself, and direct the cab driver where to go. We arrive at my house, I jump out and then help Krystal out of the car. She holds my arm tight and takes it slowly up to the house before entering and coming to rest on the couch. I immediately head for the kitchen, only to return with two drinks an ice pack and an ace bandage. I pull the coffee table close to the sofa, and sit on the coffee table then I gently raise Krystal’s right foot onto my lap.  She grimaces as I gently rest her boot down. I grab the zipper that runs all the way along the inside of the boot and slowly unzip it all the way. Krystal sighs as the pressure is released from her swollen ankle. I peel down the top part of the boot and with my right hand I support her leg just below her calve. With my left hand I gently try to work the boot that is still tight around her foot. Slowly and gently working the boot off, Krystal lets out small moans and hisses as her ankle moves. Eventually the boot becomes free of her foot and exposing a thin white sock under her jeans. I roll her jeans leg up as much as possible and then grab the top of her sock. The sock is thin and reasonably flexible allowing me to remove it with little effort or discomfort for Krystal. Once the sock is removed her slim sexy foot is exposed. Her toes painted pale pink, the outside of her ankle bulging out, "its definitely sprained Krystal", she glances down to her ankle, " it’s not as bad as last time." "how bad was it last time Krystal?" she goes on to explain her whole ankle and foot was swollen there was bruising on the inside and outside of her heel and along the arch of her foot, and that the doctor told her that she had partially torn her anterior ligament. " Oh really that’s a really bad sprain", " yeah  I was on crutches for a few weeks" Krystal feels my own bulge grow as the story she tells arouses me. I momentarily deter from the story to place the ice pack on Krystal's ankle. She goes on telling her story, her crutching around, hopping, limping,  and all the attention she got along with all the help people offered. She comes to a realisation that she actually really enjoyed the experience. After about 20 mins I remove the ice pack, " how’s is that feeling Krystal". "Ok at the moment, the ice pack has numbed the pain." she lifts her left foot up and places it on my lap, " could u please remove my other boot Adrian." I unzip her left boot and work it off her foot and place it on the ground. "And my sock too please", so I continue and slide her left sock off as well. Having both her naked very sexy feet on my lap only turns me on even more. She starts to gently rub my groin with her left foot, my bulge growing by the second. She leans forward and unzips my pants and reaches in grabbing my rock hard schlong pulling it put of my pants she continues to work the shaft with her left foot, running her very soft sole along the shaft, then squeezing my cock between her toes as she stokes slowly. She slides her right foot in towards my schlong so that my cock is between the arches of her feet. I gently run my fingers down her right leg over the bulge on the outside of her ankle, along the top of her foot to her toes. She slightly grimes as she flinches sending pain radiating from her ankle. Slowly moving her left foot only she rubs my cock between her beautiful arches, I lean back on the table, " that feels amazing Krystal", after a few minutes I stop her and gently lift her sprained ankle off my lap before getting up and kneeling over her on the sofa. I start by kissing her neck gently, while my hands work down to her jeans. I unbutton her jeans then I stand up, I slowly work her jeans off supporting her sprained ankle whilst slipping them off, at the same time I drop my pants to the floor. I lean back over Krystal and spread her legs apart her right hand grasps her right ankle supporting it. I slide into her moist muff, not holding back, thrusting deep and fast and faster, she reaches climax within seconds, she bends and curls on the couch as I continue to stand over her thrusting deep and fast. Her body orgasms over and over I loose count after 4 times, it’s like she is possessed. She starts to relax as her body releases its grip, still holding her ankle with her hand. She stops me and pushes me back, withdrawing my schlong from her muf. "Sit down Adrian" I take a seat back on the coffee table, and she positions her feet on my lap releasing her tight hold on her ankle. She brings her feet together squeezing my cock between her soft soles, then she starts moving her feet up and down stroking slowly, the first move of her sprained ankle sends waves of pain up her leg, she grimaces a little but continues slowly getting faster. I lean back and close my eyes feeling the sensation of her soft soles stroking my rock hard cock. I open my eyes and Krystal leans forward gently supporting her right ankle as she continues to stroke, as I’m about to cum I grab both her ankles and squeeze her arches tightly against my schlong. I blow my load all over her soles and toes.

After a few moments I clean up the mess and rest back on the couch. I proceed to wrap her ankle and then rest it on a pillow with an ice pack. We chat a little and laugh a little making good conversation. Krystal says, " I think I want to see you on a more regular basis if you are interested Adrian". I make a little joke about having other flings but she knows I’m joking. "That sounds great Krystal, but I must tell u something first!"

I go on to tell her about my new found powers, at first she thinks I’m joking, but soon realises I’m not. " So what you’re saying Adrian is you made me sprain my ankle?" "Well Krystal that’s the thing my power wouldn’t work on you it was purely an accident" she goes quiet for a bit, maybe I shouldn’t have told her.

" Will you show me your power?"

To be continued