Our Forbidden Fate - Helen Keller x Anne Frank

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Helen's POV:

     I can feel the touch of another human being on the palm of my hand. This was a usual procedure - I was taken out to the front yard in front of a well and sat in a chair. A hand would grab mine, fill it with a cool liquid, and press figures with their fingers into my hand. I was used to it at this point. It had been going on for days.

     What I was unaware of was that they were trying to teach me words. I am blind and deaf, meaning I can't see or hear and my life sucks actual ass.

     After a few days of this weird routine, I started moving around my mouth in weird ways and vibrating my vocal chords. I got slapped for pronouncing the wrong sound once. I liked it. I liked the pain. It felt good. And that's when I realized - I had a pain kink.

     All of the sudden, I pronounced what sounds like "AWHHUUHUUHH." I felt arms embrace my torso. Had I finally pronounced something right after weeks of trying? It felt incredible. I was on top of the world.

     They started doing this with other items. Doorknobs, chairs, candles, dildos, animals, people's faces, you name it and I can assure you it was pressed into my hands.

     It was a usual Tuesday night when we were doing our normal procedure of hand pressing and item switching. I had gotten 5 items wrong in a row. I knew my tutor, Annie Sullivan, was going to beat my ass. Although I said I liked the pain before, I couldn't go through with any of my kinks with her because we were in the same room as my mom most of the time. We were technically forbidden lovers, but I never lust over people with no ass.

     Instead of being slapped this time, however, I was picked up, carried, and tossed into a room. It was dark, although everything is always dark because I'm blind. I didn't know where I was. I called out, "NYUH. YUEHA AWEYUH." No answer. I did it again. "MWUHNYEAH. SCROOBLUH." Nothing. After the third time calling out, I gave up. I then realized I was deaf so even if someone was answering me I wouldn't know.

     Skip forward 10 minutes, I realized there was a presence next to me. I slowly reached my hand over, caressing the being next to me. I felt a knee. I moved my hand up, grazing up the thigh, and felt a hard lump once I got to the member. It was so hard and large and in charge.

     I started giving whatever this thing was the best hand job it will ever receive. I twist, pull, flick, and caress the magic one with all of my might. After about 5 minutes of my toe-curling hand job, I decided it was time. I leaned my mouth over and started giving it the sloppiest toppiest gluck gluck 9000. It was so sloppy and glucky.

     I finished giving this magic one the sloppy and I lifted my head up, hoping for some praise from the being I just gave all of my innocence to. I feel hands wrap around my ears - at least I am 100% sure it is a human now. I feel something lifted off of my head - out of nowhere, I can hear clearly and perfectly. What is happening? I hear a voice speak out. No, i-i-it can't be.

     "I'm Anne. Anne Frank. I'm jewish and I live in an attic. Why were you screaming and wearing noise cancelling headphones?"

     Anne Frank? Did I just give Anne Frank head? But... isn't she... a girl? How does she had this magnificent, giant, wonderful member? It doesn't make any sense. Unless....

     Anne speaks out in the silence once more. I listen closely. I'm so interesting in her beautiful wand I just caressed. I want to know more about it.

     "Why did you just give my wenis sloppy toppy and a hand job?"

.....It was her wenis?