"Yes," I admitted. He moved over and let me slide into the room. I gently threw my package under my bed, and was about to head out with a crimson face... when I felt a strong but gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned around, head turned down, until I realized I was looking at his limp dick. I suddenly felt the same pushing feeling against my trousers. "Have you ever touched a penis?" he asked me. I shook my head no. "Would you like to touch mine?" He strided over to his bed, and sat down. Without. "Good," she said, "without my assistance you can turn over when I require you to do so. Now I want you lying on your tummy again so turn over."Once again I was able to do as she commanded. She then ordered me to lift my head and when I had done so she slipped the blindfold over my eyes and the world went dark. Now I couldn't see a thing and this increased my apprehension and it was not lessened by what happened next. Suddenly I felt a stinging pain on my buttocks. She had obviously picked up. After a minute or so he said my name is Tom. I squeaked out my name. His fingers were resting on my dick now. My heart was pounding. For some reason my dick was so hard it hurt as it strained against my pants.Tom put some more tokens in then leaned over and asked, can I see it. I didn't know what to say or do. I don't know why, but I moved my arm out of his way. Reaching his other hand over he unbuttoned my pants and pulled down the zipper. Pushing my pants open the stress on my dick lifted.. I watched as my sissy's eyes widened as we stepped into the room and theheavy door closed loudly behind us. He had spent many hours in this roomover the past few months. Without being told what to do, he immediatelybegan taking off his clothes. The maid outfit fell away with a few pullsof Velcro. He left on his white stocking and high heeled shoes. And ofcourse, the bow in his head stayed on. Looking demurely at me, heshuffled into the room as I nodded towards the bondage bench.He cautiously.