Dear Susan,
 

I was overjoyed when I discovered your site as it brought back some wonderful memories of my childhood. You see, Donny, my younger brother by two years, was a holy terror until my mother took matters in hand and 'coaxed' him into more docile behavior with the usage of petticoat punishment. Donny was twelve years old when Mother decided his horrid behavior had to stop.

I'll never forget the look on his face when she 'called him to the carpet' in the living room and ordered him to undress. He turned beet red, while looking at me (I was sitting on the couch with a smirk on my face) as if he expected me to leave. Well, I'm here to tell you that I was in my glory over this delicious situation, and I wasn't going anywhere. Mother had a very overbearing way about her when she wanted to be that way, and Donny, while whimpering, disrobed down to his underpants. Mother just made one downward motion with her index finger and Donny stripped the rest of the way.

While Donny stood there, totally mortified, Mother reached into a bag and pulled out a pair of ice blue underpanties. She handed them to the horrified Danny and made him put them on. His face was turning redder by the minute. To my disbelief and, to be honest, my utter enjoyment, she then slipped over his head one of the prettiest petticoats you'll ever see. Donny, now beside himself, was told he would remain in this attire for a period of one week, while he thought about his behavior.

Needless to say, Donny never left the house during that week. He was made to do the housework, which entailed vacuuming, dusting, setting and clearing the table, and doing the dishes. This was all done while adorned in his panties and pretty petticoat. I couldn't resist teasing him throughout his punishment, something my mother did nothing to discourage.

After the week was over, Donny was allowed to wear his own clothing. Mother kept the petticoat hung up in his closet as a reminder of his experience and as a threat if he ever went back to his old ways. It was amazing what a transformation he made, as his ill behavior became a thing of the past. If I ever have a son I won't hesitate to use the same behavior modification on him should it be deemed necessary. In fact, I must say I look forward to the opportunity.

Yours truly,

Becky
becky494@hotmail.com

Thank you for that most enjoyable letter, Becky, and thanks to all who have made contributions. I think it is an especially good illustration of loving but strict petticoat punishment.
No wonder you are a supporter of petticoat discipline after such an outstanding example of its effectiveness! Your little brother was obviously terribly humiliated by the experience of having to dress in girls' panties and an especially pretty and fussy bodiced petticoat, but I am sure it would have taught him a firm lesson, and that later, if he married, he would have been a very docile and respectful  husband. And if it does become necessary to petticoat any son that you have, then I can assure you, from my own experience, it will do him just as much good.
Susan