I've had this fantasy for a while now. I get caught in panties by a woman. Old, young, doesn't matter. But she's sexy, beautiful face, big boobs, long legs. She sneaks a glimpse of them above my trousers, and corners me immediately. She's in her element, so delighted to have a new victim. She tells me to come to her house the next day. She shaves me, completely, and leads me naked into her dressing room. She dresses me, attentively, in white silk panties, stockings and suspenders, and a white lace bra that she stuffs with huge falsies. All the time she's silent. She puts me in a long, slinky silver evening gown, with matching heels. She painstakingly does my make-up, dark foundation, smoky eyes, long false lashes and glossy dark pink lips. Big silver loop earrings and a high choker. She finishes up by carefully fitting me with a long, curly, glossy chestnut wig. She makes me parade for her, up and down in front of a full length mirror. I can't believe how good I look, my ass wiggling and tits jiggling. My make-up is flawless, I look so pretty. She's laughing at me as I strut up and down, calling me sissy and girlie-boy. Telling me how all the guys will like me. She leads me into the kitchen. She orders me to serve her dinner.
She retires to the dining room, as I read her special menu. I know I've no choice but to do as she wants. I lay the tab le as she requests. The first item is a bucket of baked beans. I take it out for her, and she tells me to sit on a three legged stool at the head of the table. She takes the bucket from me, and lifts it over my head. Slowly, she tips it up. The juice runs out first, then the beans splattering over my head, down my face and running into the front of the dress. Next there's a tray of cream pies. She picks one up, holding it in front of my face, she tells me I need to be punished, I'm a filthy tart and I'm going to get what I deserve. With that, she slaps the pie into my face. I'm completely plastered, wiping cream form my eyes. One by one, she smashes the other pies into my face, smirking all the time. Finally, there's a large chocolate gateau on the table. She grabs the back of my neck, and pushes my face into the cake.