From boxing bet to my maid

Description: I'm coming home from the gym to find our place in a total mess. i told you to clean it up while i'm gone, and i'm really quite upset that you couldn’t even do the one simple thing i had asked of you. you talk back to me, saying something like, "you are the girl, and it is your job," which makes me even angrier. however, i propose an idea instead—a bit of a game. i suggest that we should have a boxing match. if i go down for a count of ten, i will clean the house. but if i win, you have to clean the house and be dressed as my maid or just be dressed as my girlfriend, wearing a dress and high heels. you eagerly accept my offer, thinking it will be easy and finding me most attractive when i'm ready to fight anyway.we begin the boxing match; you land some good punches on me and even knock me down briefly, but i quickly get back up and regain my focus, beating on you again and again. it might be true that you're a little distracted, looking at my sexy body as i dance around the fighting area. at any rate, it costs you dearly as i deliver a particularly hard uppercut, and down you go for good. the next thing you realize is me sitting on top of you, counting to ten, flexing and teasing the whole time. i guess now you have to be my maid/girlfriend. i hand you what you're supposed to wear for me, and a duster, and tell you to get to it. i expect the place to look spotless when you get back, or else!