Author's Note: As with my other stories, i must stress i did my best with the grammar etc but i am dyslexic and never finished school, so please try to look past any imperfections. As also mentioned please feel free to email me if any one would like to strike up a conversation as i love to discuss new ideas and other peoples interests etc. Thanks

Paul Sat there staring at the screen, watching his mouse hover over the upload button. He hesitated for a moment and then made himself click. He watched as the 3 images where uploaded and sent.

It was dark in the room and there was only the glare of his laptop lighting his face and the desk it was sat on. Paul had been there for a couple of hours and not noticed it had gone dark around him.

After what seemed like ages a reply popped up on the screen "pretty hot them to be fair", now I am horny as hell". He didn't know how to feel about this comment as he classed himself as a straight man and was not used to any sort of comments such as these from another male. But what should he have expected ?

Paul was a recently divorced man living alone in a small apartment, holding down a job as a support worker and seeing his kids at the weekend. He had split with his wife because she had cheated, but he didn't resent for this as he felt he had caused the problem in the first place. Their love live had slowly diminished to having sex apx once or twice every 6 months or so, because Paul had lost his appetite for making love and continually wanted more and more kinky sex. His wife was ok with his love of bondage and cross dressing but she started to notice that his tastes where getting stronger and withdrew completely from it, only offering what you may call vanilla sex.

After a few weeks of moping and getting himself back on his feet, he figured it was an ideal time to further explore his sexuality and push boundaries. He signed up to a sex forum and had got chatting to Amanda a fellow cross dresser and bondage enthusiast who got his name from the friends reference A man duh (which tickled Paul and broke the ice). Paul explained that he was new to the whole forum thing and he wanted essentially just to meet women who would encourage his cross dressing and bondage desires. Amanda was not deterred by this and explained he was also married and considered straight, however his wife actively encouraged his kinky side.

The two men got to talking and it became apparent very quickly they had almost identical tastes and desires. It had gotten to the point where Amanda had wanted to see Paul dressed and offered pictures of himself in return. This had not initially excited Paul as he still felt he was not interested in other males. However whilst trying to carefully word his response he received 3 images of what he presumed to be Amanda. He was wearing a pvc skirt, corset, with over the elbow gloves, stockings and heels and was bent over a bed, hooded, hands bound behind his back, ankles tied and a whip resting on his arse. For some reason Paul started to become erect as he saw his new friend in 3 different poses, the third one with his penis resting still erect on his corset and cum all over his own chest.

Without realising, Paul's hand sank into his shorts and he began to stroke his erect penis whilst staring at his screen. With this excitement he quickly found 3 photo's he had already stored on his laptop (with the intention of showing women) and uploaded them. Being called pretty hot by Amanda initially made him slightly uncomfortable and his fingers typed various polite responses and deleted them equally as quickly. He saw that he was typing again and awaited his further message. Pauls pictures had been of him in a pleated skirt, Knee socks, a blouse and heels with his hands cuffed behind his back and a ball gag in place.

"My wife thinks your sexy Paul, shes got her hand in her knickers looking at these pictures".

What the fuck, His wife ? Paul thought they had been talking privately and now felt extremely embarrassed.

" I didn't realise you had company, you should have said"

"Don't stress mate, your a good looking bloke you can trust us the pics wont go any further"

Paul felt stupid and took a minute to go and make a coffee before he sent a reply. As he was standing in his kitchen, he finally thought to himself, what the hell its just a bit of fun, I was hard a minute ago so why ruin it, just go along with it and live your life a little. He returned to his laptop after his own little pep talk and could see the new messages.

"Paul ?"

"are you there mate ?"

"Hello"

"She has gone now mate, she works nights, has gone for a shower before work"

Paul thought about his next move then decided on a little white lie.

"Yeah sorry, no its fine I had a phone call, glad your wife likes them, its good you two can be like that with each other, and I am sure I can trust you".

"phew, Thought you had got pissed at me then mate, in the future just let me know if you want things to private its no trouble".

As Paul is swigging from his coffee mug his email notification at the bottom of his screen pops up with new message from tammy98@gmail.com. He knows dam well he has not got anyone by that name in his contacts so he clicks on it intrigued. Before he reads the type he immediately notices a picture of a dark haired women in black pvc dress and thigh boots holding up a pair of handcuffs to the camera smiling.

He looked up at the small sentence which read "not a word to him, but this is me, if you like what you see send me your mobile number ".

without thinking he quickly typed his number almost as if he could be discovered and sent it.

He clicked back on the chat window and made his excuses to Amanda and shut his laptop down.

He went and got into bed and awaited his phone to go off. He had started dozing when the familiar message tone jolted him back to life.

"Hey Paul its Tammy, Deans wife, or Amanda as you know him. Saw your pics and you were making me horny, sorry I took so long to reply but I had to get stuff done in work. I am security so I work on my own a lot".

Paul's fingers glided across the screen

"cool, nice to meet you Tammy, how come you didn't want him knowing, thought you guys where open about all this kinda stuff?"

"We are to an extent but it wouldn't be acceptable for either of us to sext, I am not expecting that from you but you do make me horny and I want to know you better".

"Fair enough, I love your pictures by the way, well actually both your pictures, It is the first time I have seen another man like that and I will be blunt Tammy it gave me a hard on and I have no clue why".

"That's perfectly normal babe, trust me, he likes to be done with a strap on, it gets him off in seconds and I love doing it, its your submissive side you should embrace it not be ashamed of it".

Paul couldn't believe this gem of a women he had found and the more he talked to her the more he became interested in their whole relationship. He continued to message her for weeks and in between started building a relationship with Amanda. Between the two of them he found himself permanently masturbating and letting his imagination run absolutely riot.

The day eventually came where Tammy wanted to meet. This was something Paul did not even think about, he simply typed when and where and the date was set.

He was instructed to dress under his normal clothes and call at their home once Amanda had gone to work, he was told to just bring his boots or shoes and nothing else as Tammy would provide the rest.

He left it 20 minutes later than arranged just to give Amanda plenty of time to clear the house and be well on his way to work. He parked the car down the road and started the walk up the street, loving the fact that under his jogging suit he could feel the pvc skirt and stockings rubbing as he walked. He found the house and rang the bell, Tammy flung the door open almost instantly and made no bones about inviting him from behind the door. Once in the living room he took a minute to admire the women he had not yet seen in the flesh. She stood proud at apx 5ft 8 in her thigh high boots, a lovely curvy shape and a pvc dress with stocking tops showing.

She took him by the hand and led him into what she called her play room, the toys and equipment did not shock Paul, but their presentation did. It was quite simply a dungeon in a house but tastefully done. Everything in its place and some interesting furniture which was clearly for the firm restraint of people. She informed him she would give him a minute and asked him to get ready for her and put his knee high boots on he was carrying in the bag he brought in.

Paul stood waiting in his boots, skirt and corset and found himself getting more and more excited looking round the room.

Tammy entered and did not seem interested in small talk, instead she took him by the hand and led him over to a specially designed bench. It had two leg rests that where about 3 feet apart and then an elevated padded square area. Paul had quickly deduced that you could only use it for one position and that was bent over. He kneeled on the leg rests and lay with his chest on the square part his arms dangling down the side. He loved how the pvc skirt stretched over his ass and felt his hard cock pressed between the padded bench and his skirt. Tammy started fastening thick leather straps over his ankles, calves and thighs, then over his lower back. She took his hands and fastened them into thick type leather cuffs and padlocked them on either side of the bench. She noticed him testing his restraints and smiled.

"you pull all you want baby, you are not going anywhere".

She finally produced a leather Velcro blindfold and ring gag which were securely fastened around his head , He was rock hard now and shaking from nerves, he literally couldn't move an inch and it really excited him. He felt her smack his arse and he jumped, he could hear her circling him and felt her rubbing his body all over.

"Right baby I have an extra little surprise for you"

She lifted his blind fold slightly and to his horror another figure came into his line of sight. It was Amanda, donned in full school girl attire and even wearing a wig and make up. Paul froze with panic, what the fuck had he done, surly though they wouldn't do anything as that would be rape. He tried to talk through his ring gag but couldn't get much out other than drool.

He pulled hard and wriggled as he noticed the outline of Amanda's cock under the pleated skirt. Oddly though his erection showed no signs of fading, he couldn't understand and had to stop and think weather he secretly wanted this. Tammy pulled his blindfold off and stated that she thought it was better that he could see everything. Paul watched as she kissed her husband in front of him and then said

"I will leave you two girls alone "

This was the plan all along, He had been conned an lured here. What the hell could he do?

He looked up at Amanda as he released his cock from his white panties, he smiled as he placed it almost lovingly between the ring gag and rested it on his tongue. The first thing Paul noticed was it smelt clean and didn't taste bad at all. He relaxed as he felt the shaft slide gently up and down his tongue. He couldn't help but feel aroused as he was being forced to give head. Amanda sped up slightly and placed a hand on the back of Paul's head. He let himself go and started working the shaft with his tongue, his body now slightly rocking with the movement. He was becoming more and more aroused and was working Amanda's cock to the best of his ability, actually hoping he would cum in his mouth. Amanda was careful not to deep throat as he was aware of it being his little sissy's first time, Instead he pulled back slightly and filled his mouth with a final jerk. Paul instantly felt the cum fill his mouth and start dripping out through his ring gag, he swallowed what he could then looked up at his captor for approval. Amanda smiled and left him there cum dripping out his mouth and off his face.

Paul guessed it had been about 40 minutes he had been strapped down just waiting for his fate to be decided, his mind had wondered a lot and he was beginning to get frustrated as he desperately wanted to cum . As if Amanda had heard him he reappeared, circling him in very much the same way Tammy had, he stood behind him and raised Paul's skirt over his arse then he walked round to his side and placed a heavy collar and chain on him. Pauls excitement grew as he knew what was going to happen, he was going to have his cherry popped and he was passed caring about what made him gay and what didn't. He Felt what he realised to be lube drip between his cheeks and the unusual feeling of a man's fully erect cock sliding ever so slowly into him. Amanda was by no means massive and Paul found himself grateful for this as it was fairly uncomfortable to start.

He felt the collar tighten and pulled as he was penetrated deeper his body again rocking in motion with Amanda, his stocking thighs rubbing on him and his skirt sliding over his bare arse. he built up speed and he started groaning uncontrollably. He noticed his cock being rubbed furiously between his skirt and the bench as he was fucked like the bitch he now knew himself to be. He heard Amanda panting and groaning slightly and he couldn't control himself any more he cum all over himself just as Amanda pulled out and cum all over his pvc clad ass. He sunk lifelessly into his restraints as cum dripped down the inside of his thighs. He felt a sharp slap on his arse as Amanda once again exited.

After several minutes Tammy returned and informed Paul that Amanda had gone to use the shower in en-suite, but that he could use the main shower to clean himself up. She released him and handed him some towels and a bathrobe and guided him upstairs.

Paul was fairly disorientated and it took him a few minutes to compose himself in the bathroom as he felt he had just experienced a male orgasm, he climbed into the shower a bit shaky and started to wash. When he had finished he dried himself down and placed on the bathrobe. He made his way downstairs cautiously (not knowing how to act in this sort of a situation) and became aware of groaning from the play room. He nudged the door open and was startled to find Amanda securely fastened in heavy duty stocks, these where bolted to the floor and his feet where in a spreader bar also secured to a ring in the floor. He appeared to now be wearing a pvc maids outfit and was getting quite the whipping off Tammy. As Paul walked round to survey the scene he noticed the biggest ball gag forced between Amanda's teeth and the leather blindfold around his eyes. He looked at Tammy who stopped when she noticed him and smiled.

"He is all yours babe, I have gagged him because I dont want your cum in the mouth I kiss, but feel free to cum on his face or in him".

Amanda protested and wriggled in the stocks.

"He doesn't like being on the receiving end from another man he only likes my strap on and to do the fucking, but fair is fair, ignore him shouting and do what you want to him".

She handed Paul the whip and strolled out the room leaving her vulnerable restrained husband at the mercy of Paul. Paul approached him with fascination and run his hands down the pvc dress and up the inside of his stockinged thighs just gently stroking his shaft. He felt Amanda's response as he grew in his cupped hands. He continued to massage him till he was furiously fighting his bonds and becoming tense. Paul stopped as he noticed his own cock was once again rock hard he reached for the lube and dripped it all over Amanda's exposed arse, Rubbing it in with his middle finger. Without much hesitation he slid into him and naturally grabbed his fairly slender hips. Amanda groaned and fought as much as he could, But surprisingly this spurred Paul on as he picked up the pace, ramming himself into his arse faster and harder. He was causing Amanda to almost squeal now as he reached climax, he didn't want him cumming in him, but it was to late Paul couldn't hold on and exploded right inside him, partially collapsing over his back as the final twitching and drips of cum seeped out of him and started dribbling down Amanda's Thighs. He withdrew slowly and backed away almost in shock at what he had just done, but elated by the same note.