"I suspected that you were a sissywhen I first saw you." She spat, fire in her eyes. "Now the question iswhat am I going to do with you sissy?" Her to...e was aggressive,dominant, crushing him as he blushed deeply, his heart pounding incomplete embarrassment, he could feel his knees trembling and stupidlyhe felt close to tears. "Well what have you got to say for yourself,sissy?" He tried stuttering a reply, struggling to think of an excuse.She didn't wait anyway, "Go to your room sissy and put on. " Well, Mom, you're a very attractive woman and one that, well, when I hear you, you know, getting off, I realize how sexy and hot you are." Tom, I'm your mother." I know that, of course you are. But that's not all you are. You're a sexy, hot woman, too. You, well, you'd turn on any male who saw you including me." I suppose I can tell you what I do, would that be enough?" I'm not asking you to have sex, Mom. Just let me watch while you do it. I won't even do myself, I'll do that later." But,. Being aware that we are in a public place, we continue to sip our wine and I feel your hand sliding up my leg to my inner thigh. My sudden intake of breath brings a calming comment from you as you tell me to just relax; no one can see us.Your hand moves closer to that tiny warm triangle at the end of my thigh and I hear you moan in appreciation as you realize I'm not wearing any panties. Your fingers find my wetness and one finger slides easily into me as the waiter approaches to fill our wine. We had talked a lot about sensory deprivation and the impact it has on sexual arousal. He turned to me and said simply “are you ready?” and I simply nodded.He placed a cuff on each wrist and ankle, fussing with the adjustments until they were just right. Not lose enough for me to slip out of but not so tight that they bothered me. He leaned into me and kissed me, our tongues dancing together before finally he drew away. He looked me in the eyes and raised one eyebrow, I nodded.