A young Domina, (almost young enough to be my grand-daughter), from this site set me a humiliating task to do. This is an account of what I did to please Her earlier today. As instructed I put my on panties underneath my jeans. Under my sweat shirt top I wore a bra, which was well padded to form breasts. I got into my car and drove to a countryside location I knew about 10 minutes from where I live. Leaving the car, I headed on foot to my outside location where I felt it might be safe to carry out my task, but knowing there was also the chance of being observed by an eagle eyed dog walker or two! Painfully aware of my bulging breasts, I chose my spot carefully and then, as instructed, lowered my jeans and squatted down in my panties. Having drunk a lot of water during the morning, the need to pee through my panties (as per Domina's instructions) became overwhelming and I just let go pissing my panties, hoping my actions would get Her seal of approval. I kept looking around me to see if I had been spotted, but all seemed clear. It felt good to know I was pleasing another by my doing as She wished. Soon may panties were quite soaked through. Then I pulled my jeans up over my wet panties, which felt warm and moist as they clung to my body. I walked slowly back to the car spotting a dog walker with her children in the distance. How near to me had they been I wondered? I would never know for sure. I got into the car and could feel the remains of my pee seeping through the material of my jeans as I sat in my seat. An overwhelming feeling of humiliation, yet satisfaction at the same time, spread over me that I had done such a thing to please a young Domina, nearly young enough to be my grand-daughter. On my return I removed my panties and took some photos of my wet and pissed soaked panties for Domina. Thank You Miss.

HOW I BECAME A SISSY
I have been asked a few times how I became a sissy. So here is how it happened. I had been married about 2 years and had always had a hankering after my ex-wife's sister, who was just as pretty as my ex-wife. Of course it was just a fantasy and I had to admire her from afar. Anyway one weekend we went to stay with my mother in law. Christine still lived at home with her mum. On the Saturday morning, the three women announced they were going shopping and told me they would not be back until mid afternoon. I was left to my own devices. On a whim, I wondered what sort of underwear my sister in law Christine owned. I realised this was my chance to find out. I nervously climbed the stairs and entered her bedroom heading for her underwear drawer. I opened the top drawer and it was overflowing with panties, bras, stockings, suspender belts - even a corset or too as well. I became very aroused as I began to rummage through my sister in law's clean underwear. I could not resist choosing a rather fetching pair of her frilly pink panties. Undressing, I pulled her panties on. I found a matching pink bra and put this on too. Turning around, I spotted a used washing basket in the corner. I took the lid off and there was a pair of Christine's used panties. I pulled them out and put them to my nose, sniffing the crotch and licking the gusset. It felt naughty and amazing to taste her scent. I was so engrossed in what I was doing that I did not hear the front door open and close. Not did I hear anyone come up the stairs. Imagine my shock and horror as the bedroom door opened and there stood Christine! It seems she had been suffering with a headache and decided to come back early alone. And now she stood in her bedroom looking at her brother in law sniffing her used panties and wearing her underwear. She told me to say nothing and do exactly as told or she would tell everyone what she had stumbled in on! I knew I had no choice but to obey. She made me bend over her bed in her undies and started to spank my bottom repeatedly. It got harder and harder and she was chastising me for my behaviour, verbally abusing me. She told me to lie on her bed on my back, which I did. She then straddled my chest with her back towards me and put her full weight on my chest. Then without warning, she positioned herself over my face and started to rock back and forward on my face wearing her panties. I could feel the warmth and moisture of her pussy as she pushed down on my face. Then I felt a warm trickle running over me. Christine was pissing over me. I felt totally humiliated, degraded and suitably punished. Christine then made me bring her to a shattering orgasm using my tongue. And that was it. She told me if I ever stepped out of line again she would tell everyone what had happened. She never mentioned it again! But I was hooked and my road to becoming a sissy was well and truly sealed.