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The Closet
By Margarette Jeanette
Stephanie Eller was a little put out. She and Mary Beth Holcomb and Judy
Price were supposed to go shopping at a large mall forty miles away.
Both Mary Beth and Judy had the flu so the trip was off. She headed
home.
At home her husband, Pete, was reading the paper. He was wearing a bra
and panties, a slip, nylons, high heels, a wig and his favorite dress.
It was light blue satin lace-trimmed affair that felt so great on him.
He didn't hear the garage door open but heard the back door open and
close. He knew he had to hide. He couldn't make it to the bedroom
without being seen. He picked the front closet. He hid in there. He
heard her call out to him.
She figured he was down in the basement working on one of his projects.
She saw the paper lying there. She sat down, turned the TV on and
started reading the paper.
After about a half hour he slowly opened the door and peeked out. He saw
her sitting there reading the paper. He knew he couldn't get past her
without her seeing him. He closed the door.
A half hour later he peeked out again. She was gone. He slowly and
quietly checked the kitchen area. He didn't see her. He headed for the
bedroom.
He entered the bedroom and immediately heard, "Who are you? What are you
doing in my bedroom? Is that you, Pete?"
He was caught. Stephanie looked and couldn't believe what she was
looking at. Her husband wearing a dress! Her anger flared up. She was
really mad."
"I'll get out of these clothes right away."
"NO! Stay in them. You must have been planning on wearing them a lot
longer than now so you can wear them. What other women's clothing do you
have?"
"One more bra, two panties and two dresses. I am sorry! I don't know why
I wear dresses. I just do it is all. It isn't hurting anyone. Can you
forgive me?"
"Only if you agree to do as I tell you. I expect you to do things and to
obey without any backtalk. Do you agree to that?"
Knowing he had no choice he agreed. She told him she wanted to see his
other dresses. He showed her -- the one he had on was the fanciest. She
asked him where he got the dresses and the wig. He told her he got
everything at the thrift store on Fifth.
She was mad and knew it. She wanted to show him she was mad and to
punish him for wearing dresses. She handed him a tube of lipstick,
telling him to go put it on, that a woman never goes out without putting
on lipstick.
He was putting the lipstick on and wondered what she meant about going
out. He couldn't go out like this. He had it on and went into the
kitchen area by her. She told him he looked just darling and to come
along with her. He asked where they were going and she said to just pick
up some things. She repeated that he should come with her. He knew by
her tone of voice he better do as she says or else.
He was in the car and she was driving. She drove to the mall and parked
the car. He didn't want to get out but she told him in no uncertain
terms that he would get out and go with her. He got out.
In the mall he thought everyone was looking at him. He was feeling
jittery. She took him into a women's clothing store. There she had him
try on four dresses. She liked the third one and they bought it. Then it
was a Notions Plus store that she told him she really liked. There she
got him a purse, a wallet, a bracelet and matching necklace. Then she
saw a jewelry box that she said she just knew he had to have. He
wondered how far she was going to take this.
Then it was another women's clothing store. There he watched as she
picked up five pair of pantyhose for him. Then it was fancy nightgowns
which she knew would look darling on him. She then looked at everything
in the store. He followed close behind her. She found four long line
bras for him and a girdle to hold his stomach in. They checked out and
left the store. He told her his legs were starting to ache. She told him
he should have bought some flats instead of those heels. She walked on
and he followed her.
She stopped at a Victoria's Secret store and found him six pair of
panties all with a lot of lace or bows on them. Then she asked him his
bra size and he told her. She found five fancy very feminine bras which
she said she knew he couldn't wait to wear.
He was thinking this was too harsh a punishment. He told her so.
"You want to wear dresses, don't you? Well you can and will but you will
wear everything that goes with them. You have a good start but you need
more if you are going to wear dresses."
"Are you talking wearing dresses all the time?"
"You got it, bub!"
"You can't be serious! How can you do this to me?"
"You're the one I saw in that dress you have on right now, aren't you?"
"Yes, but let me explain."
"There is no need to explain. I understand and I am going to give it to
you whether you like it or not. Now stop your whining or you will really
get me mad!"
He knew she wasn't about to listen to his explanation. He followed
silently behind her. He again complained that his legs ached. Stephanie
told him they would rest in a minute.
She led him to the food court where she asked him what he wanted. He
told her he wanted a cheeseburger and something to drink. He wasn't
really hungry.
She had gotten their food and they were eating. She asked, "So, tell me,
do you have a feminine name?"
"No, I never thought about it. Why would I need a feminine name?"
"Do you want me to call you Peter when you are dressed like that?"
"No, I guess you are right. I can't think of any feminine names right
now."
"That's all right, I know just the perfect name for you. Rebecca, that
is perfect for you. There is no male counterpart. It is really feminine.
So, Rebecca, are you going to thank me for picking you such a nice
name?"
"Thank you for picking a nice name for me."
She knew she had him but had him good. She wondered how she could
humiliate him further. Then she knew just what to do.
They finished eating and she led him to another women's clothing store
that was known for having moderate priced dresses. There she had him
trying on dresses for almost an hour. In the end she picked out ten
dresses for him. All were vey feminine. She told him to pay with his
credit card and to tell the cashier that the dresses were for him and
that he was a man.
At the checkout he did as instucted. He felt embarrassed to do it but
knew he'd better do it.
Next it was a shoe store. There she found him three pair of heels. He
asked about getting some flats and she said he didn't need them as he'd
never gotten any before. Then she saw a white patent leather knee high
boot with a four inch heel. She asked the clerk if they had it in his
size. The clerk went in back and quickly came out carrying a box. He had
to try them on and walk around in them. Stephanie told the clerk they
would take them and that he would wear them out of the store. She knew
that women wearing boots got specially noticed.
He felt silly wearing the boots. Stephanie told him he was starting to
look sexy. A man came up alongside him and said he loved his boots. He
told the man to buzz off, and the man dropped back. They were passing a
beauty parlor that had a sign that said 'walk-ins welcome.' She had him
follow her in there. She talked to a woman for quite awhile. Then the
woman came to him and told him to follow her. He did, not knowing what
was going on.
Two and a half hours later he was done. His hair was blonde, with long
extensions and curled to look cute, and his eyebrows were high and thin,
and his face was beautifully made up. Stephanie was waiting for him.
She was carrying four bags that he knew she had gotten for him. The
woman told Stephanie that he was a doll to work on. The woman told him
to come back anytime.
They were on their way home and Stephanie asked, "Did the woman show you
how to put on your make-up?"
"Yes she did. All it takes is time. It isn't hard to do but why do I
have to wear make-up?"
"Because make-up goes with everything else you are wearing. So get used
to it!"
He was wondering if there was a way out of this. She pulled into a
parking lot of a big drug store. They went in and she told him he could
pick out what make-up he wanted or that she would pick it out. He picked
five different colors of lipstick, foundation that read suntan, an
eyeliner pencil and a multi-colored eye shadow kit. She told him he
needed blush and he picked some out.
Stephanie told him he also needed nail polish for his toes and
fingernails. He picked six different colors. She saw kits that had false
nails and adhesive. She picked the longest ones and handed it to him.
she handed him nail polish remover and pads to remove it.
Then she took him by the perfume counter, telling him a woman has to
smell nice. He picked a package that had four different perfumes in it.
She was feeling less mad at him now, but was still miffed at him.
They were heading home and she saw a western supply store she had never
seen before. She pulled in and told Rebecca to stay in the car. She was
only in there for five minutes when she came out carrying a bag. He
wondered what she found to buy in there. She put the bag in the back
seat and told him to come inside.
Inside she had him try on a square dance dress with a short skirt and
many layered petticoat. He said he didn't need another dress and she
told him he needed every style so he could choose how he felt and could
pick a dress to match his feelings. They ended up buying two dresses,
one a red and white checked with lace and the other a baby blue one with
fancy piping on it. He was now wondering just how long this was going to
last.
They got home and Stephanie grabbed the bag from the western store and
told him to put away everything else. She told him he might as well pack
up his men's clothes so he would have room for his new clothes.
He was packing his old clothes and thinking at least she was sounding
less mad now. Maybe when she thinks things out, she will say to forget
everything and to go back to his men's clothes.
It took him almost two hours to get everything put where is should be.
His men's clothes were packed in four boxes and put in the basement
storage room.
He went and told her everything was put away. She told him to vacuum the
carpeting in the house. He got the vacuum and started in on the
bedrooms. When he was doing the living room Stephanie lifted her feet so
he could do that part of the carpet. He finished the carpeting and
Stephanie asked him what he was going to make for supper. He told her he
had to look and see what they had.
He made pork steak browned, then simmered in pineapple and pineapple
juice, potatoes and green beans. He called her when supper was ready.
They were eating when she said, "Rebecca, I like it when you do the
housecleaning and when you cook, so now you can do it always. Also, I
know you know how to use the clothes washer and dryer so you can do the
laundry. There will be other things I may want you to do but I will let
you know what and when."
He asked what she was going to do. She told him she had to check on
everything he did to make sure he did it right. Then she laughed and
said she had the most responsible job to do. He felt his stomach jump.
After supper she had him sit at the table and she put the false nails on
his fingers. He had never worn his nails that long before. She applied
Candy Apple Red to his fingernails. When she was done he looked at them
and thought they didn't look bad.
The next day being Sunday they usually slept late, but he was up early.
In his nightgown he got the Sunday paper in. Then made a pot of coffee.
He sat down to read the paper. He was reading and turned a page and saw
a two page ad for Gosha's Clothing store. It said 50% off all dresses
and shoes. He wondered if he should go there and get some flats to wear.
The coffee was ready so he got a cup. He heard the neighbor's dog
barking. He figured the other neighbor's cat was out and the dog had
seen it. He read the news and sports sections. Having finished that
first cup of coffee, he went to get dressed. Then he figured he would
first do his make-up. It didn't look great to him but it didn't look bad
either.
He put on his new underwear and slip, then put on the yellow sundress.
It had wide shoulder straps that were trimmed with a ruffle on both
sides. He looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't think he looked
half bad.
Stephanie came out when he was on his third cup of coffee. She got a cup
and sat down. She looked at him and wondered how he was feeling in that
dress.
"I think today we should go to Baxter's for brunch. How does that sound?
I know you like it there and they do have a great brunch."
"I don't think we should go. I can make you breakfast right here. What
do you have a taste for?"
"I have a taste for Baxter's. We always go for brunch on Sundays and we
are going today."
Mid-morning and they were headed for Baxter's. He wondered if anyone
would recognize him. He had an uneasy feeling that something would
happen.
They weren't in there two minutes when Josh Hunter saw him. In a loud
voice Josh asked him why he was wearing a dress. He told Josh in a harsh
voice it was because he felt like it. Josh quieted down right away.
They enjoyed the brunch. He saw people who were clients of his and
noticed that they didn't seem to recognize him. He started to relax a
little.
They had finished and in the car Stephanie asked, "Becca, is there
anyplace you want to go?"
"Yes, I would lke to go to Gosha's store. They have a big sale on."
She was surprised that he wanted to go anywhere besides home. She drove
to Gosha's. Inside he headed for the shoes. He found a black, a white
and a red pair. All were flats that he tried on and were comfortable.
Then he slowly walked through the dresses. On one rack he saw a white
dress that was trimmed with little beads. It looked like an Indian
dress. He was one quarter Cherokee and something inside of him told him
to get it. He put it in his cart and headed back to the shoes. There he
found a pair of white moccasins with beading on them to match the dress.
He felt happier than he had felt since this all began.
He checked out and the cashier said she was sure he would love the
dress. He said he knew he would and thanked her.
At home he asked if he could try on his new dress. She hadn't known he
had bought another dress, and told him she would love to see what he'd
bought. He went and changed into the dress and moccasins.
When he entered the living room, Stephanie told him the dress was
beautiful. Then she saw the moccasins and asked why he wasn't wearing
heels. She told him to go put on his heels. He said he wouldn't, that
the moccasins went with the dress. She knew by his tone of voice he was
going to keep them on. She told him to keep them on then, He felt
better, having won the discussion.
He felt wonderful wearing the dress. He wondered if she was going to
send him to work tomorrow wearing a dress. He decided that if she did he
would make the most of it.
The next morning Stephanie told him to get his make-up on. He went to
put it on and knew she intended for him to wear a dress to work. He got
the make-up on and got dressed in the rose colored full skirted dress
with the upper part trimmed with a wide white lace. He wore the black
heels with suntan pantyhose. He loved how the pantyhose had that shine
to them.
He had his breakfast and was arriving at work. He owned an insurance
agency with six women as employees. The first to see him was Josie, who
was his secretary.
"What the heck! Why are you wearing a dress?"
"It's all my wife's doing. I can't even get her to listen to me!"
"You poor dear. I know she can be stubborn. How long do you think before
she changes her mind?"
"I have no idea. She can drag things out, you know."
"Yes, I know that. I am sorry for you but that is a very pretty dress
and you look great with the make-up and all."
"Thank you. Any calls this morning?"
"No, it's been real quiet."
"I will be in my office."
Mid-morning Sue Morgan came in to give him an accident report. She asked
why he was wearing a dress and he told her it was all his wife's idea.
She laughed and told him to tell his wife she loves it. He said he
would.
At noon, three women clients came in to check on their coverage. All
three looked at him and laughed. He was blushing big time. He heard them
mention Sue, and thought who does she think she is -- Paul Revere?
In the afternoon, there were a half dozen more women who came in for
trivial reasons. All laughed when they saw him. He knew Sue Morgan had a
hand in this too.
He got home and Stephanie asked, "Well, Becca, how was your day?"
"It was definitely different. Sue Morgan came in this morning and wanted
to know why I was wearing a dress. I told her and she said she loved it.
She must have called half the town because at noon we started getting
busy, all women that wanted to see me for trivial matters."
"What did you tell them was the reason you are wearing dresses?"
"I tell them it's your doing. It is you know. You are the one making me
wear dresses."
"Did you tell them I caught you wearing a dress?"
"No, that was something that I did but you took it further than I ever
wanted to go. I am going to change into something more comfortable."
He went to the bedroom and when he returned he was still wearing the
same dress. He was however wearing the white flats.
"Yesterday it was moccasins and today it is flats. How many pair did you
buy?"
"I got a black, a red, these white flats, and the moccasins. I AM going
to wear them. I am NOT going to wear heels all the time."
She decided to let him wear what shoes he wanted. She had never heard
him raise his voice before.
As they were getting ready for bed she said, "I am going to let you wear
the flats, but only in the house. The fact that you bought them without
asking me is another matter. You have to be punished for that. Now bend
over the end of the bed."
He did as she said and wondered what she was up to. She approached him
and lifted his nightgown and pulled down his panties. She slowly drew a
riding crop over his rear end.
"This is what I found at that western store. It is a riding crop. I am
going to give you fives strokes with it. Tomorrow night you will get ten
strokes. You will have all day tomorrow to think about it. Now, don't
move or I will have to repeat the strokes."
She brought down the first stroke. He didn't think he could take five
strokes. She brought down the second stroke and his eyes teared up. The
third stroke he was crying. The fourth stroke he was crying out loud and
said to stop it. She gave him the fifth stroke and told him to get his
panties up and get into bed.
He crawled into bed and laid on his stomach. His rear felt like it was
on fire. He fell asleep after about fifteen minutes. When he awoke the
next morning his rear still hurt. He got ready for work and stood to
drink his coffee. Stephanie saw him standing and knew he still felt it
in his rear end.
"That is a wonderful whip. Don't you think?"
"No, I don't! I don't think it is necessary to whip me like that."
"You bought those flats without asking me as if it was all right. You
deserve to be punished. Just think tonight it will be all over."
"I just might not come home tonight."
"You will come home or I will come find you."
He left for work. It hurt to sit and drive. At the office he stood as
much as possible. When he sat it hurt but the hurt was subsiding a bit.
At the end of the day he went home.
That night at bedtime Stephanie told him to bend over the end of the
bed. By the fourth stroke he was begging her to stop. She continued.
When she was done she looked at his rear.
"You know your rear is the prettiest shade of purple now. I am sorry I
got carried away and gave you twelve strokes instead of ten so I owe you
two strokes."
He laid on his stomach. During the night he turned over and when his
rear hit the sheet he woke up right away. The pain was terrible. He
wondered how long it was going to take to go away.
The next morning he could hardly move. Every step made the pain worse.
He finally was dressed and ready for work. He had one cup of coffee and
left before Stephanie was up.
By mid-morning he thought the pain was worse than he'd figured it was
because of how long it had been since the punishment. At noon, he was
sure it was worse. By two o'clock he called the doctor to see if he
could get in. They told him that if he could get there in a half hour
the doctor would see him. He told them he would be there.
He was in Doctor Wilson's office standing in the waiting room when the
nurse called him. He followed her to the examination room. The nurse
told him to sit down and he said he would rather stand. She told him he
had to be sitting so she could take his vitals. He sat down real slowly.
She got his vitals and told him the doctor would be in right away.
Doctor Wilson came in and he told the doctor his rear is severely
hurting. He also said he thought it was hurting more than before. The
doctor told him to pull up his dress and he would look at his rear. When
he looked he asked who did that to him. He told the doctor that his wife
did that to him and that she must have a hair up her nose or something.
The doctor told him it was infected and would have to be drained. He
told him he would give him a shot in his rear to help with the pain. The
doctor asked how he could get ahold of his wife. He got the phone
number. The doctor gave him two shots in his rear. Then said he would
wait until they took effect.
He heard the doctor on the phone. "Mrs. Ellis, this is Doctor Wilson. I
am examining your husband's rear end. He has a severe infection. I
understand you beat him with a riding crop. That is physical abuse. I
should send him to a domestic abuse shelter but I willnot this time. You
are making him wear dresses and that is mental and psychological abuse.
You managed to hit all three. I am telling you if he comes in here
tomorrow and things haven't changed I will report you to the
authorities. Now think it over! Good bye."
He couldn't believe what the doctor said to his wife. He loved it
though. He wondered what she would do now.
The doctor lanced the welts and pockets of infection. Then he had his
nurse rub some ointment on his rear and put a bandage on it. The doctor
told him he would see him tomorrow to see if there were more spots to
lance. He was leaving and had an appointment for ten in the morning.
By the time he got home his rear didn't hurt. He started supper.
Stephanie came in and when she saw him she started to cry. He asked her
what was wrong.
Sobbing she said, "Before the doctor called I was wondering if I hadn't
go too far. Then the doctor called and I realized I'd never thought
about what I was doing to you. I am really sorry. I never ever thought I
was really hurting you except for the whipping. The whipping I didn't
think would hurt you that bad. You can change into your men's clothes. I
really am very, very sorry. Can you forgive me?"
"I don't know. It might take awhile. I hope I can forgive you but right
now it is too fresh in my mind to forgive you. I can forgive having to
wear a dress but the riding crop I have a problem forgiving. I am sure
sometime I will forgive for that because you are my wife and I love
you."
"I will accept your love. That makes me feel better. I know it is going
to take some time for full forgiveness and I accept that. I know I could
have destroyed our marriage and I am thankful you still love me. I never
thought about all the things affected by what I did."
"You must remember that every action has a domino effect. We don't
always realize what that effect will be. You affected my staff and quite
a few of my clients plus the effect it had on me."
"I know that now but I never thought about it before. You must believe
me that I am sorry."
"I believe you are sorry but like I said it will take me some time to
get over it."
She was still sobbing as she left to change into more comfortable
clothes. He was just about to get tears in his eyes because it was all
over.
At supper she asked how his day was. He told her all about his doctor's
visit and that he had to go back tomorrow. He asked if they had gotten
the new computer program straightened out and she said today she didn't
have any trouble with it. She said it makes her job a lot easier than
the last program did. She said the last program liked to freeze up her
computer.
After supper he was sitting in his recliner and the pain started to come
back in his rear end. He had gotten his clothes up from the basement and
had them put away. He stood up and the pain lessened. He told her he was
going to read on the bed.
The next day he wore his favorite sport coat and slacks. He felt like he
was on top of the world. He was having his morning coffee and Stephanie
came out. She was sitting at the table sipping her coffee.
"I've been thinking. It is all right with me if you want to wear dresses
at home. I can live with that. I don't want you sneaking around doing
it. You did look wonderful in some of those dresses, you know."
"Thank you. I know that was a hard decision for you to make. I
appreciate it. I think it will be awhile before I will want to wear a
dress."
Later that morning in Doctor Wilson's office he told Dr. Wilson that now
while his wife was regretting what she'd done might be the time to get
that new fishing boat and motor he'd been looking at. They both laughed.
Doctor Wilson told him that in a few days he should be all healed up. He
was glad to hear that.
Back in his office he noticed his rear now only felt numb and a bit
itchy. He knew he was recovering from the beating. He thought about
Stephanie and knew she was sorry and wondered if he should tell her she
was forgiven. He knew he loved her more than anything else.
That night at supper he said, "Dear, I love you more than anything else.
I can forgive you. I know I will get over it pretty soon."
She got up and gave him a passionate kiss and told him thank you. He
told her he was glad it was all over. She agreed with him.
(c) 2009 by Margaret Jeanette
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