Viewing Member - Shinymacintosh

It was a couple of months before I tried on Toni’s leather outfits. I looked at myself in the mirror without the blonde wig and thought I looked pretty good. So good in fact I began to have an erection without any help. The knee length leather skirt fitted perfectly and already a slight bulge was becoming evident. The leather biker jacket fitted me great and I found in the inside pocket a piece of paper with a telephone number written down.
It was a London land line number. Maybe I could find out more about Toni.
I rang it later that night and a cultured voice answered. I explained that I had found this number in a leather jacket belonging to my friend Toni.
I knew Toni the voice said. Who are you? I explained a little and the voice said that he knew quite a lot about me. He and Toni had had a good relationship a couple of years ago.
When Toni spoke about you I often thought I would like to meet you as some of the things you did were on my wavelength if you know what I mean. We spent quite a while talking of erotic scenarios. My cock was erect and pushing hard at the leather skirt.
I was invited down to London any time he said and gave me his address in Covent Garden. Toni lived there I said. I know I have taken over his flat.
Over a period of two weeks the cultured voice from London telephoned me every other day pleading for me to travel down to see him. Eventually I agreed to go hopefully it would all turn out okay if Toni had liked this guy.
We met at a wine bar in Covent Garden and I was pleasantly surprised to see this guy who looked really nice around 45 years old and wore a battered air force leather jacket and jeans.
He took total control of the conversation asking me what I had brought down in my suitcase. He told me his sexual preferences which he already had told me before on the telephone.
I think we should go back to my place so you can unwind after your long journey. The flat was small but amazing. a brilliant view over the market area. He showed me the bathroom and also his bedroom. The counterpane was black leather with four black leather pillows. Heaven. I couldn’t find a vinyl suit like you had in the ironmongers so I bought you this he said handing me a black PVC jump suit with a large silver zip from the neck down to the waist and a double zip from the waist down and round the back allowing an entry point from all angles. Take a shower and let’s see if this suit fits you.
It did and I put on my thigh length boots that I had brought down with me. I looked at him. He had changed and was wearing a full length purple rubber dress, matching elbow length rubber gloves and a full purple rubber head mask.
I couldn’t take my eyes off this wonderful sensual sight. I was stirring hard within the constraints of my cat suit. He touched me gently and kissed me. The rubber aroma of the mask made me feel quite heady.
I touched him and felt a large throbbing presence through the rubber dress. He pushed me down into a kneeling position and pulled up the skirt and placed it over me. His cock was rammed into my mouth and just for a moment I couldn’t breathe then I took control and took him in and out, his hands pushing down on my head. With a final forceful thrust he came and held my head with him inside my mouth.
He let go of me and I collapsed on the floor. Well done, he said and rested himself on the leather covered bed. He offered me a tissue and I wiped my mouth, then he took off the purple rubber hood. It was not the same guy I had been speaking to earlier!
He smiled as he saw my uncertainty.
I was Toni’s friend for a long time and this is and always has been my flat. I had to finish with Toni sadly because of two things. Stealing my money and stuff and drug taking. He became worse over the last couple of years and I couldn’t control him so I told him to leave and I think he came up to see you.
I nodded in disbelief.
The guy who met you is my friend and runs a special club very close to here. He met you just to check you out. I hope you don’t mind?
If you like we can go to his club a little later this evening, some of the members are quite interesting, you may like them.
We had another drink and I needed to touch his rubber dress. It felt so smooth and sensuous. He pulled me towards him and again pushed me under his long skirt. My breathing was very erratic as I was enjoying the experience. He came again and pulled out of my mouth.
If you need to use the loo please do it now. I went for a pee and a wash. Zipped up the PVC cat suit again and came back into the bedroom. He had changed from the purple dress into a rubber t-shirt and rubber jeans tucked into leather knee length boots.
Come here he said and carefully inserted a brass coloured padlock through two of the zip pulls nearest to my groin. He rotated the three figure security lock and patted my backside.
You are now safe and secure he said with a smile. Come on lets go. Dressed like this I thought....but who cares?
We left the flat, down in the lift through a narrow alleyway into the next street and entered the basement of his friends club. It was a small fetish club, great music playing, soft lighting and as he told me some interesting people. Not sure at first who were girls and who were the boys.
He brought me a drink then left to speak to some other guests. I sat on a bar stool and it wasn’t long before I felt a soft hand running down my back. I turned and this guy also dressed in PVC smiled at me and placed his hand on my PVC encased balls. He looked down and saw the security padlock. Who do you belong to? he asked squeezing me and making me hard again. I nodded over to my host deep in conversation. Maybe later he said smiling and left me.
My host came back and took me to a pillar near the centre of the room lent me against it and took my wrists and bound them behind the pillar and took out a black rubber blindfold and pulled it over my eyes. Someone began to pull down the zip from my neck and began to pinch and suck my nipples. Then I felt the zip being pulled back up. I could feel someone touching my PVC covered legs and getting closer to my balls. This was so exciting being tormented and played with, being edged closer and closer to cumming.
I was left being sexually tormented for half an hour before I was released and brought to a chair. My blindfold however was still securely in place. Still I could feel people touching and caressing me. I lost control and came inside my PVC jump suit and could sense my hot cum trickling between my legs. I was in heaven what had I let myself in for?
I experienced quite a few people fondling me in various places and kissing me then my host pulled off the rubber blindfold and I could finally see my tormentors. Guys and gals of all ages dressed in PVC, rubber, leather, satin, just about everything shiny and erotic you could wish for.
Its late he said lets go back to the apartment. We left and he queried if I had enjoyed myself. What do you think I answered?
We entered his apartment and he told me to clean myself up. I told him I couldn’t because of the security padlock. He smiled and said Big Bird.
I told him I didn’t understand to which he replied 747.
I returned minus the padlock but still enclosed in my PVC jump suit. I sleep alone, he said you can sleep inside this total enclosure rubber body bag on the settee. You will experience a lovely warm feeling. He helped me enter the body bag and closed it tightly up to my neck and before I could lay down he pushed his cock into my mouth one last time pumping violently and then withdrew just as he came over my face. He wiped his cum over my face and laid me down on the settee. Something for you to remember me by.
I slept like a log, very excited and wondering what the next day would bring.

I met Tony in my main street. I hadn’t seen him for around ten years. We both used to visit the ironmonger’s shop for some fun. I was in my usual position of my wrists been tied to the two hooks in the back office leaving me exposed for anyone to use me for their pleasure.
It was Tony all those years ago that knelt in front of me and instead of sucking my cock put both my balls into his mouth and pleasured me that way.
The ironmonger spotted this and arranged for us both to visit the vicar later that week.
The vicar met us dressed as usual in his skirt and white blouse. Apparently Tony had had a similar experience to me, with him.
We were told to take off all our clothing and begin to play with each other as the vicar sat squirming and watching. We must have been pretty erotic because before long the vicar unzipped his skirt and his large erect cock was pushing to escape his panties.
Tony moved towards him and took his balls into his mouth and I took his cock into my mouth and sucked. His hands were holding our heads on him and we could feel his excitement building. Suddenly he cried out and his cum flew everywhere.
He helped us clean up as before and we returned to the ironmongers shop.
Now meeting Tony again after all these years memories flooded back.
Meet me tonight at my hotel pleaded Tony. He gave me the room number and time.
On the dot I arrived and knocked on the hotel door. The door opened and I entered. Tony stood inside smiling. He was wearing black thigh boots, a black leather knee length skirt and a black leather biker jacket unzipped to reveal a black PVC bra. Red lipstick, black eye makeup and a lovely blonde wig.
Wow!! I was shocked. You look beautiful. I put my arms around him and kissed him on his red lips. He ran his hands up and down my mac and eventually I felt them wander down to my balls.
We slowly went across to his bar poured a couple of stiff drinks and sat down together on his bed.
What a transformation I said you look so wonderful what have you been doing with yourself all these years.?
Well I have been living with an older guy as Toni, my new me, not the old Tony, he said. But I think he got tired of me and found a younger version!! Sad really but that’s life. So now I’m foot loose and fancy free for the moment.
But you look really great. I said. So what are you doing about it.?
Well I am working in London full time and I’m on the internet but that’s so hit and miss. Everyone seems to tell extravagant things about themselves, then don’t show up for meets, that sort of thing. So I thought I would come up here for a few days to see where it all started then go back down and start again.
I helped myself to another drink turned to Toni and kissed him. He burst into tears.
Actually he said. I’ve just lost my job and my boyfriend. So it’s clear my head time. I still have my little apartment in Covent Garden so if you ever need to doss down please feel free.
He had stopped crying. We now sat on the bed side by side. He kissed me gently on the lips and I let my hand wander up his shiny black boots and underneath his skirt to discover no panties but a very stiff cock.
I went down on him, sucking him then gently licking the sides of his shaft and pulling on him again. His breathing was becoming erratic and he moaned at each movement I made on his cock. Then I took his balls in my mouth and within seconds he spurted his cum over my face.
He lay still, out of breath but his hand made contact with me and started to arouse my cock then he rolled over on his side and pushed me inside him. He gripped me tightly and I pushed myself in and out of him. He began to gasp and moan, I pushed with more effort until finally I came inside him. We both collapsed our arms wrapped around each other.
We rested in this way for a few minutes then he stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom. When he returned he had changed from his exotic clothes and was now a regular guy.
I suspected that now was the time to leave.
It was ten months later that I received a telephone call from the ironmonger asking for me to go round to the shop.
I arrived, saw the one piece vinyl motor cycle suit hung up on the wall, wondering if he wanted me to wear it again.
This arrived for you a couple of days ago he said. It was a medium sized box addressed to the ironmongers shop with my name in brackets.
We both looked at each other then I opened it.
Inside was a handwritten letter and underneath was a leather skirt, a jacket, a pair of thigh boots and a PVC bra.
I opened the letter. It was from Toni. When you read this letter I will have left you. I cannot carry on without a job and very close friends. I have tried many times but I have failed so I have decided to end it all.
I thank you for your wonderful friendship over the years and I hope you will enjoy wearing my leather clothing enclosed which for a time gave me and my friends so much enjoyment too.
Look after yourself,
God Bless
Toni XXX

Three weeks had passed by and I arrived at the salesman’s hotel on time wearing my shiny trench coat as he had so breathlessly requested. He was there looking even more anxious than before. He bought me a drink and his hand slipped lightly down my back as he guided me to a quiet corner of the bar. I heard a slight intake of his breath as he realised my torso was naked under my mac.
`That felt wonderful,’ he whispered. I smiled and bent down to pick up a discarded beer mat from the floor. As I rose, without anyone seeing, my hand briefly squeezed his groin and I realised he was already excited.
`You’re obviously pleased to see me again,’ I said smiling at him. He coloured slightly and beads of perspiration started to form on his forehead.
`I am. I wasn’t really sure if you would turn up tonight. But you have so I’m very happy.’
We finished our drinks, left the hotel bar and entered the elevator. As we slowly rose to the top floor he placed his hand on my right breast and squeezed, then his finger rotated until my nipple was rock hard. He smiled at this achievement. The elevator doors creaked open and we walked down the corridor to his room. I could sense from his demeanour that he wanted urgently to start something with me.
The room was different than the last time, similar layout but slightly larger. The TV was already showing one of his own private DVD’s.
Immediately we were inside he locked the door and pushed me down on the bed and began squeezing and pulling at my nipples. He opened my mac and took my right nipple in to his mouth and sucked hard, his tongue rotating furiously round and round. He paid the same frantic attention to my left side then sat astride me, his eyes tightly closed dreaming his own erotic fantasy, his breathing was heavy, his hands roamed over my trench coat feeling the warmth of my body through the material. I could see his cock pushing hard at his trousers trying to escape. Was he going to release it and use it on me this time?
His eyes opened suddenly and he looked down at me and smiled. `Wonderful.’ He rolled off me and crossed the room to the refrigerator and began pouring drinks. I gathered myself together after such a swift and unexpected display of passion and came over to him for my drink.
As I smoothed down my coat and tightened my belt he opened his briefcase and took out the same black stiletto shoes, black stockings and suspender belt that I had worn before. His free hand again played with my nipples, his own arousal very evident in his trousers.
`Wear these again for me please’.
He watched excitedly as I pulled on and smoothed the stockings to my legs. His hands were pressing down on his own erection. I slipped on the stilettos and stood before him. Black shiny trench coat, black stockings and black stiletto shoes. His breathing was erratic as he gently moved his hands feeling my clothing, pausing at my nipples then down to my bulging erection.
He led me to the bed and lowered me face downwards. I sensed his hands trembling as he ran then up and down my legs. He began licking the stiletto’s, taking the heel fully into his mouth. Then slowly he moved up my legs, lightly licking and caressing as his hands played with the suspenders. He lifted my coat exposing my naked bottom and I felt his tongue licking hungrily at my buttocks.
His strong wet tongue probed in between my cheeks, lightly at first then with some urgency. I experienced a delicious sensation as his tongue entered me, flicked up and down, right and left and in and out. There was no pain just light exquisite heaven.
He moved back slowly down my legs and licked the heels of my shoes. I rolled over and looked at him. His eyes were bloodshot with pleasure and lust. He was definitely in his own excited world. His hand squeezed my erection hard and he sighed deeply.
`Take off your coat’.
I stood before him in black stockings and suspenders. He drank more beer, staring longingly at my legs.
`I’ve bought you a present.’ he said finally. `It’s in the wardrobe, go and put it on for me.’
I opened the wardrobe door and took out a soft thin, nurse’s uniform in royal blue PVC and a wide elastic belt. I slipped into the dress, zipped it up the front and stretched the belt around my waist securing it with the metal clasps.
`Here’s the finishing touch.’ He said handing me a pair of short white rubber gloves.
He was almost beside himself with excitement. He drank more beer then taking my hand he placed two of my rubber-encased fingers into his mouth and sucked deeply and suggestively on them.
At his request I walked around the hotel room as he watched from the bed, squirming with excitement. He drank more beer and I sensed that his grand finale couldn’t be far away. I came close to him and he avidly licked and sucked at my rubber gloves.
He led me into the bathroom and into the shower cubicle. Turned on the shower and the warm water quickly drenched the PVC uniform. It clung to my body, shining and inviting.
`Play with yourself.’ He gasped. I lifted the dress and held my powerful erection in my white rubber gloved hand, slowly pulling and squeezing, to his obvious delight. I sucked deeply on my two rubber encased fingers then wiped the wet and slippery rubber glove over my nose and mouth slowly sliding down the shower cubicle to a squatting position.
I played with myself harder and faster sucking at my fingers imagining that it was a rubber dildo sliding in and out of my mouth. At that moment he cried out in total ecstasy and pissed long and powerfully over me. I lay gasping in the bottom of the cubicle, his hot piss forcefully hitting my face and uniform. He was gasping with pleasure. His piss finally stopped and he began frantically wanking himself to a glorious climax. He came, showering me in his cum, then staggered back and sat on the toilet seat gasping for breath. The warm shower water continued to rain down over me.
Concerned for him I stood up, turned off the shower and came to his side wet and dripping. His breathing eased as his hands wandered underneath my wet clinging dress and pulled out my semi hard cock and massaged it hard again.
`Shoot over my face.’ He pleaded, looking up into my eyes.
I held myself and wanked hard coming violently, directly at his face just a few inches away. He cried out with pleasure as I held his head in one hand and wiped the cum over his face with my other rubber gloved hand, pushing my slippery fingers in and out of his open and receptive mouth.
He grabbed my wrist stopping my movements into his mouth and slowly stood up. He staggered into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed.
`That was wonderful. The best I’ve ever had. Take a shower while I gather myself.’
I stripped from the soaking uniform and stockings, wringing out the excess water then quickly showered myself. When I returned, dry to the bedroom, he was composed, sat up on the bed watching the steamy action on the video and having another drink.
`Here, have a drink.’ he said indicating the refrigerator and staring longingly at my naked body. I poured a generous whisky and water then slowly dressed myself in my own clothes.
I looked at the action on the video for a short while then noticed that the salesman had fallen asleep exhausted in a sitting position on his bed. His breathing was calm and regular. I smiled to myself, finished my drink and quietly left the room the door locking behind me and went out of the hotel. I knew he had enjoyed himself that evening.

Some times just sitting on your own on a bench looking out to sea can be very pleasant. Even better when a guy who has walked passed you twice stops and says what a wonderful day it is and sits down very close to you.
A little bit more of small talk then his leg just happens to press against mine. I reciprocate with a slight movement then a little more pressure from him and a knowing smile. Love your jacket he says.
It was a lovely soft shiny red zipped nylon hoody.
You can feel it if you want to I said. His hand gently flicked across my balls and upwards to feel the shiny material.
Love hoods, If you put it on does it zip all the way round to the top?
Yes but I can’t see if I do that.
His leg was getting more forceful against mine.
I would love to see that he said.
Not here in public.
No come, I have a car and you can show me. We get up from the bench and his hand squeezes my balls. Nobody has seen.
We walk to his car and drive away to a secluded spot just out of town. He adjusts my seat so I am in a reclining position. Pull up you zip.
I pull my zip up over my chest and past my mouth, nose and eyes until I am completely covered in my shiny red nylon I begin to suck air into the hood and then blow it out which seems to excite him the more I do it. The seat belt that I am wearing is pulled very tight so I cannot move.
A hand grasps my cock which is already becoming hard I hear the sound of a camera clicking then a groan as I suspect he has been playing with himself.
He unzipped my hood and I can see his trousers are stained by his own cum. He shows me the images on his camera. Just my hooded face with my mouth sucking in for air.
Is that it? I ask. He smiles and drives me back to where we came from. Well, he seemed to be happy but I needed to cum so I sat and waited a little while longer just in case.
It didn’t take long before I had another guy sitting close and legs touching sexily together. Usual sort of questions....What are you into? etc I now reply punishment and pleasure, hoping that the guy will be a little more specific.
What sort of punishment?
I have a leather studded paddle in my bag, a ball gag some wrist restraints and a blindfold. Why? do you want some punishment?
His voice became a little more shaky as he realised I was being sincere. I have a shed on an allotment please can we go there.
We drove to his allotment area. Five areas and nobody around. His shed was quite large, one small window, gardening equipment, waterproofs and boots and an old comfy chair to relax in after a good days digging and a couple of sexy calendars.
Take off your clothes. He stood naked before me as I applied the wrist restraints and ball gag giving his balls a clip just to keep him erect. Bend over the chair I directed. His backside was pink. It had received some chastisement recently I suspected.
I heard him whimpering as I wacked his backside with the paddle just the once to see how he reacted. Please please no. Which is standard for give me more please. I hit him three more times each time a little harder. Then I stopped long enough to keep him anticipating.
I look around the shed and saw a blue and yellow shiny PVC raincoat hanging on a nail. It looked good and loving PVC as I do, I tried it on blue on the outside and yellow inside. It felt really sexy, so gave him a few more whacks, squeezed his balls a little which made him moan then a couple of final whacks.
I took off the ball gag. On your knees and make me cum I commanded. He dutifully opened his mouth and I thrust my aching cock inside. Pushing it in and out and holding his head tightly. I came and he swallowed every last drop.
I squeezed his balls and wanked him quickly until he gushed out all over the blue and yellow PVC raincoat.
Now look what you have done. Bend over. I paddled him a few more times until his backside was truly reddened. Stopped and took off the wrist restraints.
Do you want any more punishment?
Not today Sir Thank you. Please may I meet you again sometime? I really want to be punished but there are not too many people around who administer it so well
Give me your e-mail address and I will contact you soon when your backside is ready.
I made him lick clean his cum from the blue and yellow raincoat
Please keep the mac if you would like it.
Thanks I will.
We drove back into town and he was full of gushing appreciative words and then tentatively inquired if I was into fucking and fisting other guys.
If you want fisting bring the gloves and gel and I will give you a really heavy time if that is what you would like.
We agreed a day and time by e-mail for the next week. He was eagerly waiting and we drove back to his hut. Again nobody was around. I could tell he had been there as the chair had been positioned differently and he had put a mirror in such a position that he could see what was going to happen to him.
I wore his shiny blue and yellow PVC raincoat just in case he wanted it back. He opened a small drawer and pulled out a pair of long PVC vets gloves and some lube.
He began to take off his clothes and I pulled on a long PVC glove up and over my elbow. He squeezed to tube of lube into his hand and wiped it over my right gloved hand and also into his backside.
Please he whimpered.
I inserted two fingers gently in and out followed by three then slowly my hand went inside. He gasped. More more. I could see he was watching himself in the mirror. I moved my hand slowly in and out pushing further inside until I was inside well past my wrist.
His moans were becoming louder please give me more. I pushed even further opening and closing my fist until his hand grabbed my hand and stopped me. Enough was enough.
I pulled carefully out and pulled the long glove off inside out. He lay there panting and thanking me.
There was a knock on the shed door. I know you are in there, the voice said from outside. I need to see you. Open up.
I looked at my man who smiled and said it was okay it was a friend.
He opened the door and a guy in a bright blue and grey full lycra cycle suit smiled and came in to the shed.
He looked at me and asked if we had had a good time. I wondered if my guy had told him about out meet just to be on the safe side should anything go wrong.
Oh yes said my guy. Very good indeed. You ought to try.
His Lycra bottoms were down by his ankles in a flash and he laid across the chair. in anticipation, My guy provided me with another glove and lube and I inserted my fingers into him but this time there was more room. Within seconds I was well passed my wrist and halfway up to my elbow.
Faster he demanded.
I did and soon was stopped by my guy who was watching and enjoying the spectacle.
That’s enough for you my friend he said. Otherwise you’ll never cycle home!!
Neither of them played with me which was very disappointing but I was driven back to town and left wondering about these two guys.

I had returned home for a long weekend. I was walking around the town taking in the sights when a car pulled up alongside and a vaguely familiar face peered out of the window at me.
`How are you? Where have you been hiding yourself?’
I slowly recognised the driver. It was the salesman I had met in the shop in the very early days who also supplied the porn magazines
I’m staying over in town tonight so why don’t you come round and have a few drinks and stuff at my hotel?’
He was waiting in the hotel bar for me when I arrived, bought me a drink and told me he had more in his room. We finished the drink and took the elevator up to the top floor, walked along the corridor and arrived at his room.
It was spacious, tastefully decorated, on-suite bathroom, double bed, TV, video, mini bar and a desk with some of his working papers on.
He poured another large whisky and water for me and a can of beer for himself from the mini bar. Using a dimmer switch he turned the room lights down to a more subdued level, inserted a DVD into the player, switched on the TV and came and sat with me on the side of the bed.
I drank and watched a female wearing high-heeled shoes, stockings, suspenders and a black bra walked seductively around in front of a guy sitting, watching her and playing with himself.
I sensed that the salesman had watched this video many times before and it was obvious he was becoming very aroused. More drinks were poured and I felt myself becoming quite relaxed.
The female in the video was now lying down on the floor and pulled a large pulsating cock from her panties.
`What do you think to that?’ he asked me putting his hand lightly on my leg and squeezing gently.
`Great, but I didn’t bring my suspenders here tonight.’ I said jokingly. He moved his hand and pressed firmly down on my crutch.
`No, but I’ve brought some specially for you.’ He moved over to his briefcase and pulled out a pair of black patent stilettos, black bikini and bra and some very shiny black stockings.
His breathing had become excited as he ran his fingers along the smooth stockings. He moved towards me brushing his hand lightly on my cheek `I know you are going to look absolutely wonderful wearing them.’
The drink was certainly mellowing me, here I was in a hotel bedroom desperate for some sexual action and I was being asked to wear female clothing.
I removed my clothes and with his very attentive help pulled the stockings up over my long legs and fastened them to the suspender belt. The extremely soft and silky, fully padded bra, was carefully secured around my back by the salesman, his hands shaking with excitement.
I squeezed my black stocking covered feet into the tight shiny black stiletto shoes and had a few very dangerous moments trying to walk without collapsing on to the bed.
His hand was already massaging his very evident erection inside his trousers. `Now you look very sexy’ he breathed ` Lets add the final touches to you.’
He draped a red silky kimono over my shoulders and gently applied some bright red lipstick to my lips. I went into the bathroom to inspect the new me in the mirror. Well I thought, it was certainly different and was very definitely turning on the salesman.
`Just walk slowly around and please let me run my hand up and down your legs.’
I came close to him as he sat on the bed. His trembling hand ran gently up and down my smooth stocking covered legs. I sat down on the bed beside him wondering what he would want to do with me next. He knelt on the floor in front of me, lifted my right leg and took the whole of the shiny high heel into his mouth sucking it noisily. Then he licked the toe of the shoe and began licking my leg. He was becoming more and more excited with himself.
I stood up and he licked the full extent of my stockings then licked my bulging silk panties, pressing and teasing my encased erection. He turned me around and I could feel his tongue probing the narrow silky back of the panties.
I was excited by the attentiveness of his tongue but a little frustrated that he was licking the clothing and not me.
`I want you to play with yourself very slowly.’ he requested breathlessly.
I was longing for some physical action, I extracted my swollen cock as instructed. His breathing was erratic as he gazed at me slowly massaging myself. I tried to move towards his gasping mouth but he pulled away telling me he only wanted to watch me play.
He guided me into the tiled bathroom, ordered me to squat in the shower cubicle. He turned on the shower and the warm water sprayed over me, soaking the red kimono and making it cling seductively to my body.
`Play with yourself faster, I want to see you shoot everywhere.’ He gasped, squeezing himself harder as he watched me bring myself to an excruciating climax.
I began to writhe and moan as the ache of self inflicted pleasure coursed through my body. He pulled his swollen dick from his trousers, pointed it directly at me and pissed long and powerfully over my face, hair and body as my load shot out towards him.
I collapsed, shocked and surprised in a wet sticky heap at the bottom of the shower cubicle. He took off all the wet female clothing I was wearing with the exception of the little silky panties. I felt the warm shower water falling upon me as he squirted liquid soap over my head and body and began to bathe me gently.
He unhooked the showerhead, turned up the force and powerfully sprayed the soap bubbles from my chest then tantalisingly sprayed down to my groin. The force was initially painful then I experienced the start of another powerful erection. He stopped the shower and picked up a wet stocking, looped it over the base of my cock and pulled it tight. The tightness made my cock grow harder. He pulled down on the stocking and finally he took me fully into his mouth. He started the shower again soaking his own clothing as he manoeuvred me in and out of his mouth.
I came violently again into his mouth, he sucked and pulled every last drop from me before letting me fall from his lips. He turned the showerhead towards his face and sprayed the water into his open mouth, spat the contents out and stood up turning the shower off.
`Here catch this,’ he said throwing a large bath towel towards me. I climbed out of the shower cubicle and began to dry myself, he took off all his soaking clothes and dressed himself in a towelling bathrobe and went back into the bedroom and poured more drinks.
I made use of the hotel hair dryer and in a very short time I was dried and dressed again as if nothing had happened.
I took a gulp of my whisky and water. `Thank you for that’ he said `I really enjoyed you. I hope you had some fun too.’
I think you look really sexy in female clothes. You’ve got a lovely fit body. You’re a very real turn on for me dressed as a woman.’ He squeezed my balls gently and looked at me.
I was curious. `How often do you do this? How many people just let you pee on them?
` You’d be surprised, but not as many as I’d like.
I’ve really longed to dress you up ever since I first saw you in that lovely shiny trench coat. But we’ve never managed to meet again. I’d give anything to see you wearing it in a shower, wet and glistening. I pleaded many times with your ironmonger friend to give me your address or a telephone number but he never would.
The mental image of me standing in a shower with my tightly belted trench coat soaking wet, clinging to my naked body was beginning to arouse me.
I felt sorry for this guy. He was gentle, a little bizarre in his requirements but harmless once you knew what he needed to enjoy himself.
`Do you think we could meet again?’ he asked hopefully.
I smiled at him. `Well, if you really want to see me in my trench coat okay, but you’re not pissing on it and that’s for sure.’
`No, no I wouldn’t do that. I’ll bring you something different and sexy for you to wear for me, I’ll be here exactly three weeks from today. Please come and see me then.’
I nodded.
`Seven o’clock, down in the bar I’ll be there waiting for you.’
I finished my drink and left him sat on the bed happily watching his DVD.

I have a friend, said the ironmonger, who is well into punishment.
What do you mean I asked innocently?
Have you ever been caned at school?
No.
Has anyone smacked your backside?
No.
Okay this is what will happen. Please come here next Tuesday afternoon, go upstairs, if you like you can wear my PVC motorbike suit, I will bring this guy up and we will tie him down over this padded box. I will take down his trousers and talk very dirty to him until he pleads to be punished, and then you will administer this to his backside forcefully.
He showed me a studded leather paddle. When he cries out for more you will give it to him harder and harder and when he wants even more you will throw this bucket of cold water over him. You will be okay because you have my PVC suit on.
When he has calmed down a little you can untie his hands and turn him over, then play with him until he cums. Let him relax a little. Then punish him again.
Any problems then just call down to me.
I was there ready on Tuesday, in his delicious PVC suit with a semi hard on waiting for this guy.
We tied him down, the ironmonger went downstairs to attend to customers and I was left waiting to administer pain to a willing prisoner.
I started lightly at first but when I didn’t receive any appreciative sounds I really started to whack his backside. Now he reacted and so did I. His backside became bright red and his appreciative cries became louder and louder. I thought of my Ironmonger friend downstairs and if he had any customers but I could hear the radio playing to deaden the painful cries.
I saw a pack of rubber gloves, pulled some out and stuffed them into his mouth to silence him. It did and became silent as he received more and more whacks.
His tied hands came towards me and he pressed my balls inside the PVC suit. I quickly unzipped the lower part as he spat the rubber gloves from his mouth and took me into his mouth and slowly and generously blew me away.
I roughly wiped my cum over his face. Stuffed the rubber gloves back into his mouth and turned him over and began to thrash his backside again.
The ironmonger came back up saw what was happening and threw water over him rolled him over and wanked him furiously and wiped his cum over his face. The guy just lay there with a serene smile on his face. We had obviously done a good job and pleased him.
We both went downstairs and waited for the guy to dress himself and come down and join us. Eventually he came down and thanked me for the punishment I had administered and said he would like me to do it again at a later stage.
He left the shop a happy but sore man.

I had now been visiting the ironmongers shop quite regularly and sometimes got lucky if he had another guy in his back office as well.
Glad you came round today, he said. I?ve been speaking to the vicar about you and he is very interested. He can only see you this afternoon or the same time next week.
Can I come back here after? Just in case it?s no good.?
You know you?re always welcome here. I?ll phone him now and tell him to expect you.
Everything was arranged I was to go down the side of the church to his residence and ring the bell. The door opened and the vicar was there resplendent in a grey floor length cape. He smiled and I followed him to his quarters. The room was pretty basic but warm. He sat on a tall chair and beckoned me to stand in front of him. He took off his cape to reveal a crisp white blouse tucked into a black pencil skirt black tights and stiletto shoes.
He unbuttoned my mac revealing my semi hard cock, my trouser fly was always open, he gently touched it and began to masturbate me slowly not rushing at all. His eyes were fixed on my erection gradually he speeded up and he could tell from my breathing something was about to happen and it did. I ejaculated all over his white blouse and on his hand.
He stopped, wiped his hand on his blouse and buttoned up my mac for me pulled on his cape stood up and took me back to the front door and said goodbye.
Back I went to the ironmongers shop, it had only taken fifteen minutes from start to finish. I explained what had happened only to be told the vicar always does it this way but if he really liked you, you would be invited again........
........It was almost four weeks before the vicar summonsed me again. Exactly the same routine, met at the door, Grey cape, same room except this time he beckoned me to sit on the chair. I did and he took off the cape. The same white blouse, pencil skirl, black tights and shoes.
He took hold of my right hand twisted it around the chair and manacled my hands together with something he had hidden behind the chair.
He then unzipped his skirt and it dropped to the floor revealing his stocking tops and suspenders. His cock was now very much aroused and looked dangerous. He slapped me across the face with it before pushing it forcefully into my mouth. I gagged, he pushed in and out harder his breathing became stronger and stronger until he finally pulled out of my mouth and shot his hot cum all over my face and mac. He rubbed my face with his hand making sure it was totally covered in his cum then stepped back to admire his workmanship.
You did well my son he said. He left the room and brought back a bowl of water and a towel. This will help to cleanse you. He unlocked the manacles and I washed my face and wiped my nylon mackintosh clean. When I was ready he again put on his cape and escorted me to the door. Until we meet again he smiled as I left.
I went straight back to the shop to tell what had happened. It only gets better was the reply. I took off my mac and inspected it. Nothing wrong at all, a good protector from evil vicars I thought.

For me it all started out when I was a young man of about 19. I quite innocently went into my local iron mongers for some stuff and the very pleasant man in there asked me to do him a favour. Would I be so good as to climb up his ladder and retrieve a box on the top shelf.
This I did and on my way down I felt his hand on my leg and it wandered upwards.
I quickly left the shop shocked without saying a word.
Needless to say a couple of days later I returned with the limp excuse of would he like me to get anything else from the top shelf. He read the message correctly and asked me to come behind into his little office.
We chatted a little then his hands started to wander. I stood still not knowing what to do but enjoying the experience. He pushed me against a wall and undid my fly exposing my very erect penis.
He queried me if the was my first time and I said nervously yes. He took me into his mouth and very quickly I had cum. Don?t worry he said it will last longer the next time.
I couldn?t wait, The next time was the next day, a very rainy day. I was wearing my shiny black belted nylon mac bought from the Army and Navy store. He undid my belt and fly and played with me. He pulled out his own cock and docked with me. It felt new and wonderful..
A customer had arrived so he hastily rearranged himself and went out into the shop. I was left in limbo but saw a pile of porno books on his desk. I flicked through one of them and saw guys in leather tied up and being sucked by other guys. I very nearly came just by the sight of this. He came back in and saw what I was reading. Do you like that he asked? Oh yes I replied.
Next time you come around I will tie you up. How does that sound? He played with again until I shot my load over his floor.
I was greedy and just couldn?t get enough of this new experience. The next day I arrived again in my black nylon mac but this time no shirt on just the mac rubbing against my skin. He took me back to his little office and there was another guy waiting there. I didn?t know what to do. We were introduced and each of them took one of my arms and with some rope tied me up to two hooks on the wall.
This was getting quite exciting. the new guy undid my belt and gasped when he saw my bare chest. He squeezed my nipples then took each one into his mouth and sucked them.
The ironmonger left to sort out a customer and the new guy pushed himself against me and kissed me. I could feel his erection as he pressed against me. His tongue went in and out of my mouth and his breathing was getting erratic. His hands were wandering all over my mac and he was licking that too.
He pulled down my zip and started to play with my cock but still seriously fondled my mac at the same time.
I knew I loved the sensuous feel of my mac against my skin. Many times I had laid on my bed at home playing with myself, ecstatic at the sensation, but didn?t know it affected anyone else in the same way.
He played some more until he could tell from my breathing I was cumming He bent down and took the whole load into his mouth. When I had been sucked dry he kissed me again and transferred my own cum to me. I nearly gagged but as my cum dribbled out of my mouth he licked it clean.
Your mac did that to me he whispered. I love it. Do you have any stockings and a skirt?
No I replied.
Don?t worry I will leave some gear here specially for you.
That night my head was in turmoil. I was greedily enjoying all these new experiences, being tied up, played with and told to wear, a skirt and stockings and someone else who loved to play and fondle my sexy shiny nylon mac.
It was two days later that I was able to go round to the ironmongers shop. Again I wore my mac. It was like a sort of sexual bond between me my mac and anyone who wanted to explore my body. If I wore it I needed sex,
I was shown into the back office again. Unfortunately the other guy was not there. He?s coming tomorrow if you can be here? He left these for you though.
There was a packet of dark nylon tights and suspenders a black PVC skirt and a little note saying Please keep your black mac on for me. XXXX
What am I supposed to do?
Well they don?t do much for me but if you like them come round tomorrow around 4 and he will be here. But be careful he will have you wearing more and more of that stuff.
I stood around for a while then his hand touched me pulled down my zip. I grew immediately and he smiled as he took me deep into his mouth.
I took my new clothes home and that night and tried them on. They looked great, the suspenders took some time to work out but I managed in the end.
The next afternoon seemed to take ages to come. I arrived at four with my suspenders and stockings already on under my jeans.
He was already there waiting for me. Put the clothes on and let me see you.
I took off my shoes and jeans and pulled on the PVC skirt then tightened the belt on my mac. I could tell he was getting excited and kept touching himself. He tied my arms up on the two hooks as before. The ironmonger was in the shop attending to customers so we were alone. His hands were caressing my mac and nipples. I could feel myself becoming harder under the tight skirt. He kissed me long and hard then his hands wandered down to my bulging skirt. He knelt down and began to lick the PVC skirt before lifting it and taking me fully into his mouth .
I wriggled excitedly before finally exploding into him. This time he swallowed my cum pulled my skirt down, straightened my mac, squeezed my nipples then sat down and just stared at me.
I didn?t know what to do. I couldn?t move, he just stared then luckily the ironmonger came back into the office
I know what you are thinking he said to him. This one is better than the last one you had.
They were speaking about me as if I wasn?t there. You?re right I think this one is better I?ll try him out upstairs another day.
The next day I just couldn?t relax, I was so full of delicious anticipation I went round to the ironmongers shop at lunch time only to find it closed. Wednesday half day closing. Around the corner came a motor bike and sidecar and parked in the ironmongers loading bay. The guy pulled off his black crash helmet and I recognised him as the ironmonger. He wore tall shiny black rubber boots with a black and silver Belfstaff one-piece thick vinyl motor cycle suit and gauntlet gloves. He looked like a man from space.
He asked me to help him unload some boxes from his sidecar. Inside the shop he pulled off his boots and struggled out of the one piece vinyl suit. The door bell rang and in came a customer. He threw the suit at me and went into the shop.
The suit was heavy and smelt wonderfully of vinyl. I couldn?t help myself I rubbed my face into the suit and licked the material. The ironmonger had returned and observed what I was doing.
Are you enjoying yourself? I was in heaven. If you want, take off your clothes and put it on and see what happens. I knew I was in love with the feel of shiny vinyl.
Put the boots and gloves on.
I couldn?t stop my erection building up. He squeezed my tits gently, zipped the suit up to my neck then pulled down the bottom zip to expose my raging hard on. It didn?t take very long or him to suck all the power out of my erection.
You can keep the suit on until I go home if you want. I squirmed with pleasure as he threw the porn magazines at me. Don?t forget new ones tomorrow.
I sat and looked at all the pervy photos feeling myself growing again and again.
Time to take it off he said. The afternoon had gone. If you would like to come here tomorrow at around 4-30pm I will let you put it on again and you will enjoy something new............
...........I arrived as told at 4-30pm. I was invited into the back office. His shiny Vinyl motor bike suit was hanging up on the wall. He saw me looking longing at it, squeezed my balls and said take off your clothes and put it on.
I couldn?t wait, within a couple of minutes I had taken off all my clothes and was standing in front of him all black and silver and shiny and feeling very sexy indeed.
Put on the boots as well. I obeyed and stood before him.
He checked his watch and said it was almost time.
Put on my helmet. I did and could slightly smell his aftershave within the headspace. He pushed me towards the wall. He showed me some chains, placed them around my wrists and hooked them over two hooks screwed into the wall. I looked from right to left, my arms were stretched out and I was unable to move.
The ironmonger came towards me and I saw him place some tape across my visor, suddenly I could see nothing nor move. He squeezed my balls lightly to reassure me. Then I heard the shop door bell ring and finally I heard voices close to me.
The shop was closed. This is for you I heard the ironmonger say. The next moment I felt hands moving across my body from my tits down to my balls.
I could hear muffled sounds possibly sexual kissing sounds. My lower zip was undone and my very excited cock fell out. It was quickly handled by someone then I could feel it being inserted somewhere. Back and forward, quicker and quicker until I ejaculated.
The two guys carried on making more sexual sounds finally sounding as if they had finally cum themselves.
There was a moment of silence then a hand started playing with me again. It made me very hard and again I felt myself being inserted somewhere.
I came again moaning with pleasure inside my helmet.
Some more sexual sounds I could hear then silence. Then I felt a body pushing himself against me a final grope.
A few minutes later my hands were unshackled and I almost fell down to the floor. The ironmonger took off my helmet and smiled down at me.
Did you enjoy that?
I don?t know, what happened?
You just screwed us both!! and we enjoyed it very much.
Take off my suit and get dressed its home time.
I was so bewildered at what had happened it took some time to get ready to leave. Here take this new porn magazine and bring it back next time and don?t get it too sticky!!!
I left the shop with just a final glance at the ironmonger pulling on the vinyl motorcycle suit that was responsible for my world just changing.
I walked home to my tiny student apartment and smiled.