Dear Sir,

I read your magazine regularly finding it instructive, helpful, open, interesting, factual and to the point, with letters relating to many aspect of sexuality some of which are too way out and definitely not "our scene". Reading of the exploits of various "Dominant Women and Petticoat Discipline" referring in most cases to the complete female domination and humiliation of the male and purely selfish and self satisfying reasons has often tempted me to relate our own particular experiences but as there was only partial reference to our scene was deterred until I read the latest, which mentioned school uniform, school knickers and bloomers, also I think for the first time fleece and flannelette cot and bed sheets used as well for napkins, two things that most boys of school age in the 1920s-40s used for play and comforting, they usually played with flannelette cot and bed sheets and most from time to time wore their sisters navy blue school fleecy lined gym knickers and bloomers because they felt nice soft and cosy. This finally prompted me to recount our experiences in the hope that others may find benefit from them if you find them of sufficient interest to print and throw some light on as the heading says, "Petticoat Discipline Therapy", I can assure you that these case histories are true.

My own case begins one  Saturday afternoon.  My sister and I had decided to go out, leaving my husband Robert to go to football but on arrival at the cinema we remembered that we had seen both films before so we decided to look around the shops and wander home. This we did arriving much earlier than usual. We let ourselves in and made for the bedroom to remove our coats and tidy our hair, the bedroom door was half open and we were greeted by a most unusual spectacle, there laying face down on the bed over a pile of pillows covered by a folded flanelette sheet with his head enveloped in three of four pairs of navy fleecy lined bloomers was Robert, who was wearing a short navy blue velvet dress and gym bloomers, his seat raised well in the air by the pillows, and he was spanking it with a short leather strap first with one hand and then the other. We were so surprised that we just stopped in our tracks and watched, he was so engrossed and having his head completely enveloped in the bloomers that he had not heard us enter.

The spanking went on for some time then he turned over on his back keeping his head bloomers on, pulled down his bloomers revealing a stiff errect penis which he wrapped round with a collar of flannelette and proceeded to masturbate it then after a while he pulled his bloomers up turned over on his face and spanked himself again, this procedure was carried out for or five times before he completely covered his now throbing penis with flannelette and masturbated to a climax. After a short rest he then stood up removed his bloomers and stepped out of his dress still keeping his head bloomers on felt his way past us to the bathroom naked where he washed his penis then vaselined it and creamed and powdered his bright red seat and returned to the bedroom to dress. He folded the flannelette sheet in half again making it in four put it on over his back and shoulders holding it in place by the corners under his chin put his tee shirt vest on which held it in place passed the other end through his legs up his chest to his shoulders under the front of his vest; he was now completely encased in a flannelette napkin he then put on his navy gym bloomers and stepped into his velvet dress, when he had done this up he removed his head bloomers, the look on his face when he saw us two grinning girls looking at him was a picture we shall never forget; it was amusing to see the look of surprise and absolute amazement on his face which was redder than his seat with embarrassment he stood there looking like a naughty little schoolgirl who had just been caught stealing the cookies absolutely speechless. We were very amused and had got over our surprise by now, I told him to stay dressed as he was and that we would expect an explanation from him over tea.

We prepared and laid tea and were joined by our still blushing little 'girl'. It seems he was conditioned to enjoy this habit durinq childhood by his only sister Gwen who was three years older but he did not bear her any ill will in fact they are very close and very friendly to each other, Gwen is now living in Canada with her husband and family; on Robert's insistance I wrote and asked her about it and she confirmed as true all he had said. I will give his case history separately. Having heard his explanation and having confirmation from Gwen we felt sorry for Robert and discussed what I should do. Susan also had a word with the doctor she worked for saying it was a friend that needed advice and he agreed with us that the best thing to do in the circumstances was to indulge Robert in his fantasies and make them fact. Sometimes this works as a cure if done with love, tolerance and understanding because when one fantasises one regulates the tempo and does the thing as and when one feels like it but when fantasy becomes fact it is not always as nice as one imagines having to do and having them done when someone else feels like it; if it does not cure it helps to relieve pent up tensions and providing it is not distasteful to any participant all must gain pleasure and enjoyment from it. We were both happy about it and as Susan was already involved I decided that she should participate as it could help her too perhaps, to which she readily and enthusiastically agreed.

Robert was acquainted with our decision we told him we would indulge him, this would mean he would have to do exactly what he was told willingly and without argument not as in fantasy when he wanted to but when we wanted him to do as he did for Gwen this was fact not fancy. If at any time he decided that he had had enough and wished to revert back to normal practice he had only to say at any time, otherwise he had to obey implicitly To this he was happy to agree with a little reluctance to the unexpected participation of Susan but as it might help her too he was willing.

Susan was to assume the role of a childrens' nanny and I a schoolmistress complete with uniform. He was firstly ordered to wear at all times a flannelette napkin, schoolgirls navy fleecy lined bloomers, navy gym knickers and fleecy windcheater vest at all times under his ordinary clothing and thick flannelette napkin sheet with rompers for night attire this he was very willing and happy to do. Then came the first of many sessions; after lunch on Saturday instead of going to the cinema he was stripped and dressed in vest, navy fleece gym bloomers and velvet dress, four pairs of navy fleece gym bloomers were placed inside each other so that they were fleecy inside and out and pulled over his head and face completely enveloping it in fleece he was then made to lay on the bed over the pillows covered by the folded flannelette sheet which had already been prepared and Susan gave him a very long and hard spanking with the strap, she then turned him over pulled his bloomers down wrapped a folded strip of flannelette round his stiff errect penis like a thick collar and masturbated him for a while but not to a climax, then she pulled up his bloomers turned him over on his face and started to spank him again this she did four or five times sometimes making him masturbate himself before she completely covered his now throbbing very stiff penis with flannelette and very slowly masturbated him to a climax. She than stripped him except for his head bloomers took him to the bathroom washed and vaselined his penis, creamed and powdered his tender hot seat, returning to the bedroom she completed the operation by dressing him in his nice soft thick flannelette napkin sheet rompers, bloomers and dress making him stand in the corner facing the wall with his head bloomers on until tea time. This was the procedure carried out by Susan and I with some variations from time to time.

To vary the procedure he was sometimes made to wear as many pairs of navy knickers and bloomers as he could, masturbate both himself or us and have oral sex and on occasions was shut in the cupboard, we still went to the pictures at irregular intervals on Saturday afternoons, but always spanked and masturbated him well before we went and left him dressed in his little girls outfit to do some ironing usually his own nappies, knickers and bloomers of which there were quite a lot. In spite of the fact that Susan seemed to avenge herself on him for her teenage experience of being thrashed and assaulted by four youths and left him tender and sore for the rest of the week he seemed to enjoy it and as Susan became more tolerant she derived much pleasure from it so did I. She got over her fear of males which was one very good thing to come out of this, Robert never once complained or asked us to stop and always did willingly anything asked of him; I was not at all jealous of Susan's participation which she so obviously enjoyed and Robert did not mind after the first four or five times in fact they developed a relationship, apart from some Saturday afternoons Robert was never left alone if I went out Susan would babysit happily. He is not cured by any means but is very happy as we all are, our love life has been one of satisfying enjoyment and has definitely been enriched by indulging Robert, I know that it has all been worth while and will continue until he has had enough.

There is nothing more stimulating and satisfying than doing your man's thing it is very rewarding in more ways than one and our love lives have definitely improved I have had more sex since I started to indulge Robert than ever before and have indulged in oral sex which I find most gratifying and stimulating, as for the the spanking and masturbating the pleasure he gets from doing this and having it done is reward enough, I can confidently recommend any wife to indulge both her and her man's fantasy of course the participation of a third person was particular to our case and our deep love and understanding, and we had all been part of a threesome in childhood.

Robert's Case History.

I lived with my Mum and sister who was four years older than I in a three bedroomed cottage on an estate owned by the Squire and his lady. Our Mum was in service there as she had to support us, Dad had just walked out one day and never returned, work for women in our village was hard to come by except domestic work, the Squire and his lady needed a servant to wait at table and look after the linen and as a cottage went with the post Mum took it. As she' was out from eight in the morning until eight in the evening except for half day on Sunday and two days off a month, Gwen had to look after the house, meals and me, she was very good at it but missed playing with her pals. Gwen's school pal Mary spent most of her time with us so that she would not be left alone for long periods as her Mum also worked  for the Squire as laundry maid, she was a widow and lived in the village. We always had plenty of food to eat most of which came from the big house as we used to call the Squire's residence, also as the Squire had three school aged daughters who were at boarding school there were plenty of clothes for Gwen and Mary. Three times a year the Squire's daughters were rigged out with complete kits of clothing and all the old clothes which were almost as good as new were passed on to Mum by the Squire's lady for Gwen and Mary. Mary's Mum helped our Mum by doing our family wash with the others at the big house.

Gwen and Mary were twelve coming up to thirteen and were at the age of puberty and adolescence and were of course very inquisitive of the opposite sex. At weekends and during the holidays they would play at dressing up, schools, childrens' nannies and nurses and it was not long before I became the centre of attraction. They wanted to play with me as a baby or dressed up as a little school girl there being plenty of girls' clothing to fit me belonging to the Squire's youngest daughter who was the same age and size as myself. I on the other hand was at the age when girls were taboo and all I wanted to do was to play cricket and kick a ball around which I did at school and thoroughly enjoyed it so I very naturally refused. Gwen was very determined to get her way and said that as I would not willingly agree she would fix me and to start with as from now I would not eat until I went down on banded knees and pleaded with them to play with me as they saw fit and willingly obey them, being on three weeks holiday made this easy for Gwen to do. I was still a rebel at heart so I had no food that day only water, when Mum came in I told her I had had no food all day but Gwen and Mary were so convincing with telling Mum that I had and was lying that I got a spanking and sent to bed without any supper much to their delight. Next day I still refused so had nothing to eat only water of which I had plenty especially that lunch time, worse was to come I went into our large toy cupboard to find a ball and they shut me in bolting the door on the outside and left me there for the rest of the day letting me out as Mum was coming in, by this time having been in there for eight hours I had wet myself also to my amazement Gwen produced my only other two pairs of shorts both wringing wet 'they had each put on a pair and wetted them' and told Mum I had wet myself three times that day and as I did do this from time to time because of a weak bladder for which I was taking Dewits Pills, Mum believed her and once again I was spanked and sent to bed without any supper, to their delight.

As I had no more shorts to wear and Mum had no time to wash me any now she said that I would have to wear girls' school navy bloomers. Gwen suggested that I might as well wear the navy fleece gym suits which were worn for gym by the Squire's youngest daughter at school and looked for all the world like a pair of rompers to which Mum readily agreed saying they would be easier to wash and there were plenty of them in the cupboard and when I could control myself I could wear my shorts again. Having been without food for two days I had to submit to Gwen and Mary next morning. I was starving so I knelt in my bloomers and rompers in front of the two happy grinning girls and repeated after Gwen 'I am sorry I have been so naughty, please play with me and spank me as I so deserve, dress me in nappies, bloomers and rompers and as a little girl whenever you want to, I ask this willingly and will do as I am told in the future'. They lost no time in spanking me like Mum, washing me all over, creaming, powdering and vaselining my seat and little willie putting on a flannelette napkin, bloomers and rompers after which they gave me a big breakfast which made it all worthwhile and all was forgiven and they kept their promise, I was always well fed and looked after. Now I had to keep mine, most of the holiday I spent dressed as a baby and wrapped in a flannelette sheet or as a little school girl in short velvet dresses, navy blue with white collars and cuffs, black woollen stockings and navy knickers or bloomers. I was made to wet myself fairly regularly so that Mum would keep me in bloomers and rompers when not at school, I was spanked almost every day sometimes two or three times by them and Mum when I wet myself, and was made to stand in the corner wearing as many pairs of Knickers and bloomers as they could get on me with a flannelette sheet draped over me so tht I could not see, also I was locked in the cupboard usually when they wanted to play with each other and let out when I had wet myself. Naturally as we got older the girls started courting as did I but Gwen still spanked and masturbated me and I her until she got married and emigrated to Canada.

It was then after I married Jane that I started the self gratification procedure on Saturday afternoons when Jane and Susan went to the pictures. When I was eventually caught out I hardly knew what to say or do and wished the ground would open up and swallow me, but I did have a feeling of relief that it had come out in the open and when after my explanation and the comfirmation by Gwen, Jane said they were willing to indulge me I was very happy and loved her all the more, she really is a wonderful understanding tolerant person. I was a little apprehensive with regards to Susan's participation knowing of her most unhappy experience with the boys and as it turned out to start with I had good cause. When I received my first thrashing one could hardly say spanking, and fierce rough masturbation from her it was so severe that both my seat and willie were sore for a week, most unlike my gentle fantasy. F nearly gave in but the feel of the nice soft thick flannelette fleece bloomers and rompers against my sore tender skin made the pain worth it, after about the fifth session her aggression and vengeance seemed to leave her and bitterness turned to sisterly love with kindness and consideration with gentle spanking and masturbation, so in the end it was all worth it. Jane on the other hand was always loving, kind and considerate carrying out the procedure without any bitchiness, more as a kind tolerant treatment than a punishment and I love her for it in spite of having to stand in the corner dressed as a little girl or baby with head bloomers and sometimes covered completely in a large flannelette pillowcase Jane had made out of a sheet with a drawstring at the top which tied up over my head. Fact is not quite the same as fantasy as you have to do things when you don't want to and not do them when the desire is greatest, but all in all I am very happy and contented with my chosen lot and thank both my very understanding and tolerant wife and sister­in-law Susan for the kind loving considerate manner in which they have made me so happy, yet feel like a man no real domination or humiliation sadistically imposed except by Susan at the start for which I readily forgive her, but a loving and understanding treatment for things that I quite accidentally and playfully conditioned to. I hold no animosity or enmity against any of them and can say in spite of having to do things at the time I did not really want to do I am relaxed, happy and contented with no fears or tensions.

Any woman who finds her man needs special conditions to bring him on should take a leaf out of Janes book, they will never regret it and gain much pleasure and happiness from it, but to punish and humiliate a man sadistically can only lead to bitterness and disappointment instead of a happy lasting relationship. I have a very sexually happy satisfying life, more than most, and can only say a sincere thank you to all the females who through accident made it possible, especially my wife, thank you darling. I hope you will always continue in the same vane as I am too much conditioned and addicted to fleece, flannelette, bloomers, knickers, nappies, girls school clothing especially velvet dresses, spanking, masturbating and oral sex to change now. So women help yourselves to a better partnership and happy relationship by indulging your man, he in return will lovingly indulge you. It is possible for the clothes to make a man inspite of the old adage. For any man to willingly and voluntarily wear and do all these things regularly means he really desires and loves it and gets great pleasure from and in return you will.
 

Susans Case History.

I was the younger of two sisters living with Ma and Pa, also our younger brother, there was six years between Jane and I and one year between George and I. We lived in a nice three bedroomed house in the village. We all got on well together and had a happy childhood. Pa was a quiet easy going man but Ma was quite strict although just and kindly woman who was not adverse to spanking us to make us toe the line. Pa never touched us, he left it to Ma. We were her responsibility and she was capable, just and reliable, we only got what we deserved, discipline or praise.

Sharing a bedroom with an older sister had its advantages, Jane used to play with herself in bed massaging her breasts and fingering her pussie, she had hair round hers and I did not. I used to pretend to be asleep and then watch her after which I would rub my nipples with my finger and play with my little slit just as she did finding it very pleasing. As we got older and to the inquisitive stage George wanted to see what we had under our nightdresses and we what he had between his legs under his pyjama trousers and so developed a mutual admiration society with much hand and finger play between us. If Ma and Pa had ever caught us we would have been for the high jump, fortunately they never did and we spent many happy hours playing with each others organs. I also remember how embarrassed George was when we caught him wearing our school navy knickers admiring himself in the looking glass and burying his face in his beloved flannelette sheet which he had always played with since a baby, Ma and Pa let him have it always.

I had a very unpleasant experience, I went to a birthday party with three girl friends and four boys. During the evening the girls went home one by one having to be in at a certain time and when the party ended the boys said they would see me home and I in all innocence agreed feeling pleased that so much attention was being paid me but this I was to regret. On the way home we passed a school playing field, the boys dragged me in and forced me to the ground behind the shed, they took my silk bloomers off and stuffed them in my mouth tying a scarf round my face to keep them in. Then they all took turns in thrashing my bare bottom, after which they put rubber cases over their dickies and whilst three held me down took it in turns to rape me. When they had finished I was terrified and had not enjoyed it at all. They said if ever I told anyone they would beat me and to prove the point gave me another thrashing as a warning. They asked me to nod my head if I agreed to say nothing. I was so terrified and did not want another thrashing, being very sore as it was, that I nodded. I knew if Ma and Pa ever found out I should be for the high jump. So I agreed to keep quiet, they then untied the scarf and took, my bloomers out of my very dry mouth which I then put on again and saw me home threatening me all the way.

For the next week or more both my pussies and bottom were very tender and sore and I was terrified of boys and men with the exception of George and Pa and remained so for a long time. It was a couple of years after this that Jane and Robert got married and set up house. Robert was a very nice chap, I liked and trusted him. When he suggested that Jane should make it a weekly practice for me to lunch with them on Saturdays and go to the flicks, have tea and spend the evening with them listening to records I was very pleased  as after my experience, which I eventually told them about, I did not go out much. So it became a happy regular date; never once did Robert mention it to anyone or make a pass at me, or make me feel as if I were an easy touch. I respected them both for this and we became inseparable friends and are to this day.

On the Saturday afternoon when we accidentally witnessed poor Roberts' embarrassing spectacle I really got sexually excited. It reminded me of our escapades as children at home, to see Robert's shiny rounded knob pop out of the skin was so thrilling that it was all I could do to stop myself from handling his stiff organ. It reminded me of George's dicky about the same comfortable size too. After all his explanations and the information by Gwen as to the authenticity, I was absolutely thrilled when Jane said we would act on the doctor's advice as we thought the same way and. that I could actively participate. I hoped and prayed that Robert would agree. When he did I was beside myself with joy and could hardly wait to start. Jane and I were very sorry for him, I think she sensed my excitement, that is why she let me have the first session. He was now when at home more often than not dressed either as a baby complete with flannelette nappy, fleece bloomers and rompers made by Jane, or as a little schoolgirl in very short navy velvet dress, navy fleece bloomers and black stockings etc. Somehow he still retained his masculinity, this we never tried to take away from him, even though he always wore his nappy and schoolgirls underwear at all times.

Jane told him I was to have the first session and that I would assume the role of a children's Nanny. So I dressed the part in my nurses receptionist's uniform with black stockings and my little white cap and he dressed as å little girl. After lunch on Saturday instead of going to the flicks Jane said he is all yours. I took him to the bedroom where I had already prepared the bed, put four pairs of navy fleece bloomers inside each other so that there was fleece inside and outside and put them over his head, then laid him over the flannelette­covered pillows, pulled his skirt up showing his nice rounded taught navy bottom and proceeded to spank him. I am sorry to say that I got carried away with my emotions. All I could see was one of the boys who had thrashed me so soundly and violated me that I really did thrash him. Then I turned him over pulled his bloomers down and masturbated him very roughly, making me sexually very excited. Then I pulled his bloomers up turned him over and thrashed him again, I don't know how many times. I did this some four or five making him masturbate himself sometimes before finally covering his tender dicky with flannelette and masturbating him to a climax. By this time I had climaxed myself happily. I then stripped him except for head bloomers took him to the bathroom, washed, creamed and powdered his bottom and dicky, having well vaselined his knob. Returning to the bedroom dressed him in his thick soft fourfold napkin sheet, bloomers and rompers, made him stand in the corner with head bloomers tied in the flannelette sack that Jane had made, leaving him there until tea time to contemplate his fantasy turned fact.

I really was sorry and ashamed of the way in which I had let my emotions run away with me and I apologised to both but he forgave me. Unfortunately this was to happen on each of the first five occasions before I got it out of my system and after that I treated him with firm gentleness and loving kindness. He was always most kind and forgiving of me and took it like a real man. It made us both respect him and try to give him pleasure from then on. This had done me the world of good. I have got over my fear of men and boys but I don't think I shall ever marry as I shall never find a man like Robert, bless his heart. Since then we have had lots of spanking sessions with masturbation, both him, us and mutual and solo and oral sex carried out with loving tenderness and great understanding. They have both made me happy and I am fulfilled in every way. I have never wanted intercourse since being raped. The pain I felt and suffered still frightens me but who knows I may even overcome this with time, love and patience. So I give my undying thanks to Jane and Robert for the self confidence and happiness they have given me. The only advice that I can offer others is to do your thing with and for you and your partner. By indulging your partner you are indulging yourself and will turn bitterness, frustration and disappointment into love, understanding and fruition - domestic and sexual happiness so often sought after and seldom found through lack of communication. No one could be happier than Robert and Jane and their concern for my welfare has made me as happy.
 

To Summarise,

As you can see from the above histories, "although lengthy", interesting and helpful, I hope Robert's problem which he had concealed through embarrassment, when brought to light and discussed openly and intelligently, with sympathy and understanding, became a very necessary and important part of his and our daily lives. "Letter of the Month", Relate 10, emphasised correctly the importance of communicantion problems, hopes, desires and needs, can never be realised without it or married bliss. Most married and courting couples would be surprised how easily these would be accepted by their opposite number, and realised when the need is revealed, as I did with Robert, and he did with Susan, all deriving great benefit and satisfaction from them. I suppose in a way I have also become an indispensable tyrant, perhaps not quite so tyrannical because for Robert, Susan and I do justify our therapy and enjoy it with him.

If you find any of this interesting enough to print please do, we shall keep buying Relate in the hope that we may read others with experiences in our scene. Also letters, articles, photographs and drawings dealing with schoolgirl clothing, fleece, flannelette, coupled with love spankings, masturbation and oral sex as we consider these theraputic and not perversion.

Thank you for reading this and affording us the opportunity of relating our scene.

Theraputic Wife, Mrs. J. D.