Matthew Worships His Mother In Law s Arse
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My boyfriend Richard was a sexist pig. He went to a public school and to
be honest I was surprised to hear that he was heterosexual. Public
schools are a notorious breeding ground for homosexuals and his was even
better at turning out homosexuals than most Public Schools. The average
ex-pupil from his school would be divorced within 3 years of getting
married and have decided to "out" himself within 4 years.
He felt that a woman's place was in the kitchen and the bedroom. He used
to boast of the fact that he debated the battle of the sexes with the
girls from a local public school (a breeding ground for lesbians) and that
he had often fantasised about being a girl. One of the girls from that
school (which was known as the "sister" school to his school) had fallen
into his trap and said that this was obviously because he felt that girls
were superior to which he replied, "Oh no, I wondered what it would be
like to be so inferior."
The problem with this debate was that whilst his school languished
somewhere in the top 50 of public schools in the country (and was going to
dramatically improve once he left) there was a local girls public school
which I attended which was consistently in the top 10 public schools in
the country. His school did not debate with it because the girls at that
school would have so put him to the sword that he would have had a sex
change at the end of the debate. I went to that public school. I never
told him that though and pretended that I went to a local grammar school.
He thought he was intellectually more than my match.
Why did I stay with him you ask? I was a bit of a sadomasochist and
because he made me laugh (both at him and with him) I enjoyed his company.
I set up a facebook page called "Things my sexist boyfriend says." It was
very popular and he had no idea I was doing it.
We had got to the stage in our relationship where he was starting to take
me for granted. I felt that it was time I took steps to change his
attitude. I wanted him dressed as a French Maid (as he fantasized about
me being dressed as one) and I wanted to humilate him by forcing him to
become everything he thought a woman was.
To push him down this road I had agreed a few weeks ago to dress as a
French Maid every time he watched football. Why would I do that? Well it
was partly the sadomasochist in me again and it started with just the one
match but I noticed how dressed like this he would actually pay more
attention to me than the football.
You are probably thinking, like him, that because I was a girl I was just
not interested in football. You couldn't be further from the truth. I
used to play football as a schoolgirl and played for England Girls whereas
Richard was not good enough to play for his school football team (who had
a reputation as being the worst football team in London). I had never
watched football with because I knew so much more about the game and
played it so often that I didn't want to talk about it with someone as
ignorant and inept as he was.
He supported Arsenal.
They were playing Bayern Munich in the Champions League and had just won
2-0 at the Emirates. I was confident that Bayern Munich would destroy
them in Germany. Richard naively believed Arsenal would win or at worst
draw.
He had been on at me for years to watch the football with him and this
evening was going to be his lucky night because his French Maid Marie sat
down in his arms and he offered to explain the offside rule. It turned
out he didn't understand it. I pretended his explanation had helped me to
understand a bit about football.
I said, "I tell you what Richard I will watch the game with you now I
understand a bit but how about a little bet?"
The terms of the bet were that I would suck him off each day and dress as
a French Maid for a month if Arsenal won or drew the match.
However if Bayern scored a goal he would have to wear matching black silk
panties and a bra for a month.
If Bayern scored two goals he would have to shave his arms, legs and chest
for two months and wear the bra and panties for two months.
If Bayern scored three goals and won he would have to wear fishnet
stockings and suspenders and have me make-up his face like Tim Curry in
the Rocky Horror Picture Show each day for three months and also do the
other things you were to do for two months for three months. He was also
to start cheering for Bayern if they scored three goals.
If Bayern scored four goals and won he would have to wear the full Rocky
Horror Picture Show outfit of Frank'n'Furter and nail polish on his toes
and hands and get a role in the cast of out local show for four months and
also do the other things for four months.
If Bayern scored five goals he would have to dress as my French Maid for
five months and do all the housework and other things for five months too.
If Arsenal could only muster one goal I said I had heard suporters of
other teams say "Up the Arse!" and he would have to allow me to take his
anal virginity and do all the other things as many times I wanted for six
months.
He was so distracted by my outfit and confident that he would win he
foolishly thought he would have to do nothing worse than wear a pair of
panties and a bra. He didn't realise that his beloved Arsenal would have
to score more than once to stop him losing his anal virginity.
I wrote down the terms of the bet and we both signed it.
The game began. "Come on Arsenal," he shouted. "Come on Bayern," I
replied.
Quite early on Bayern scored. "Get in there Bayern!" I cried out before I
asked, "Was that a bra and panties I just saw?"
I told him to get undressed.
"Right now?"
"A bet's a bet Dick. Fair's fair. I want to see my Dick in his bra and
panties," I said.
He said, "Ok but no pictures. I don't want the guys from school learning
that I wore a bra and panties they'll think I'm gay like them."
I helped hook him up and grabbed his head in my arms and gave him a big
French kiss except it was all my tongue in his mouth so he would have the
image that he, the man in the bra and panties was becoming the recipient
of the penis.
"Am I going to have to wear the same bra and panties for a whole month?"
"No, silly! But we will have to make room in your underwear drawer for
all you new clothing and it was about time you threw out all your old
underwear anyway."
"Come on Arsenal," he said again. "Come on Bayern."
A few minutes later and he realised he was going to have to do more
shaving than he was used to. I told him not to worry he could wait till
half time I wanted him to enjoy his match.
By half time he was not sure he wanted to watch any more because he had
seen that he was also going to be wearing fishnets and suspenders and
make-up and he now felt like he was a cheerleader for the opponents. I
made sure I recorded him shouting, "Come on Bayern!"
"How am I going to go out dressed like this?"
"Maybe your team will turn it round," I said sympathetically
"Yes but even if they do you have only agreed to do things women do. I am
now going to be almost dressed like Frank'n'Furter from the Rocky Horror
picture show for three months! Men don't dress like that."
"Is Tim Curry not a man? And do you seriously think that he is the only
man to ever have played that part? Now go and have that daily shave."
He was really starting to look like a woman by the time he had shaved off
all of the hair on his chest, arms and legs and once I had done his make-
up. We went back to watch the game.
We had missed the goal that landed him in the corset and I staddled him
and took time to carefully paint his finger nails.
He started to cry.
"I have never seen you cry when Arsenal have lost before," I said. "I
thought you said boys don't cry, but you do seem to be enjoying being
Bayern's sexiest cheerleader."
"I have never had so much riding on it," he sobbed. "I guess I am not as
much of a man as I thought I was. I shouldn't be enjoying watching my
team being humiliated as you are degrading me at the same time. I don't
know who is more humiliated - the players on the pitch or me. But the
worse thing is I am kind of enjoying the feel of my new clothes and I had
no idea wearing make-up felt so good. As a man I should not be enjoying
this, should I?"
"Come on Bayern," we both shouted.
"Well you did say men don't dress like this and oh look it looks like it's
time to take down your panties because it must be too late for you to save
your virgin arse!"
Dick agreed and bent over for me to insert my strap on up his arse.
"Do you still feel like you are a man?"
I wanted to take it slowly and a spanked him with each thrust. "Come on
Bayern! Come on Bayern," we both shouted each time I spanked him. And
then just as I climaxed "Up the Arse!"
And as I cried out "Up the Arse!" Bayern scored the goal that turned my
Dick into the French Maid you see before you preparing for the late night
double feature picture show where she will play the role of
Frank'n'Furter.
Just then my friend Tracey, who supports Spurs called and asked how Dick
was coping. I held the phone up so she could hear him shouting for Bayern
before adding, "And he's dressing as a French Maid!" We both laughed and
laughed.
"Why are you telling whoever that is that I am dressing as a French Maid?"
"Well you will be dressed as one for six months so everyone will know
anyway. Tell you what, I will give you an opportunity to get out of this
tommorrow."
"Yes Tracey, we had a bet on the result. I have never watched football
with her before. Well I can't call my Dick him anymore!" I laughed.
"We may have another bet on the North London derby. Anyway I must go!"
I turned my attention to Dick as I got him into the French Maid's outfit I
had bought for him. I looked at him and pushed him down on to the sofa.
Man he looked sexy. This was the first time we had both been dresed as
French Maids and I was on top of him in every sense.
"I am not having any bet with you on the North London derby after this."
He said
I didn't mind being dressed as a French Maid at all now that my Dick was
dressed as one. It was hard to think of him as a man any more now but
instead, as RuPaul says of herself she is a "chick with something extra."
"Dick it's time we found a new name for you. How about Sienna?"
"Very funny. I am going to show you who wears the trousers, Marie."
"Ok, but you have to have a femme name whilst you are "en femme" so let's
stick with Sienna. We can't have people guessing you are a man can we?"
"Alright, I'll be Sienna. Now how do I get out of this."
"Let's try a game of keepie-upies."
"If you win you can go back to being a man. If I win you have to cheer
for Spurs in the London derby this weekend."
"What? That's all?"
"Well we are both dressed as French Maids and we have to go outside and do
this dressed as we are."
"I have to play keepie-upies in stilettoes?"
"Yes."
I then showed him some of my skills. He couldn't believe how I could do
it in stilletoes and in fact I was better than he was in trainers as after
he failed to get anywhere in stilletoes I let him try to beat me at
keepie-upies in trainers.
"Wow you really have some skills."
"Never underestimate a woman," I told him.
"Well I accept I am going to be Sienna the Spurs fan this weekend," Sienna
replied.
So we had Tracey over to watch the match that weekend and she just loved
Sienna in her French Maid's outfit. Furthermore it was hilarious that
Sienna had become such a passionate Spurs fan.
The following day I told Sienna, "I am going to teach you how to play in
stilletoes, Sienna, because I don't want anyone thinking my girlfriend is
at bad as football as most of the men in this town. In fact I think I
will get you to join the girls team I am setting up when we play them.
There may be a few more French Maids in town after that!"
"Yeah, we are going to show them."
Over the course of the next month Sienna became accustomed to her new role
as a French Maid and started to think of herself as a woman. I have
introduced her to my facebook page "Things my sexist boyfriend says."
Sienna doesn't know that when she was Dick she was the boyfriend the page
is about as I haven't told her it was my page and she has become quite the
feminist always telling me that men are so sexist when she reads one of my
posts. From sexist to feminist! What a transformation!
I introduced Sienna to a workout routine based on Britney Spears's "Work
Bitch" video. "No man could cope with a work out like this," Sienna just
said to me. She is forming the gymnastic position known as the bridge,
with her face pointed upwards and her hands and left leg supporting her as
she extends her right leg in a manner familiar to students of taekwondo
about to do a head kick. She's wearing a pvc leotard, fishnets and knee
length pvc stilletoe boots. "Let alone wear fishnets this well. Women
are way more flexible and athletic than these sexist men."
Sienna refused to think of herself as a man anymore and now considers that
women really are superior to men. I have even had her apologise to some
of the girls from her "sister" school.
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