Dear Susan,

Thank you so very much for your note.  I hadn't expected that you could possibly find the time, with all the work I suppose must go into your wonderful site. Eslynn's (she's a seamstress in Chicago) 'unmentionables' are the most darling creations; for me there is nothing more feminine in which to be humiliated.  Of course, my dear wife and mistress has insisted (quite rightly) that she alone will determine the pretty things I will wear when I return from work.

I am totally devoted to the philosophy you express and promote: such gentle female domination, characterized by her petticoating of him, of his love and adoration of her -- and absolute need to serve her, in the context of such a strong, underlying initimate, loving, and mutually respectful relationship...

Panties have always held a fascination for me, from the time I was perhaps 10 years old and first borrowed a pair of my mother’s nylon briefs.  However, during the past five years I have been subjected to petticoat discipline by my wonderful and understanding wife, and that has resulted in indescribable happiness for both of us.

In my previous relationships, I never had the determination, the honesty, to tell my lover of my other love: that of pretty feminine underthings.  It seemed so inconsistent with my more-or-less 'macho' perceived self-image.  At least in my case, my inability to be vulnerable, to risk being totally open with my significant other -- in fact, my being too self-centered -- contributed to the breakup of both those relationships.  I had a lot of time alone to consider, to examine, my own, sometimes conflicting, thoughts and feelings.

And then, one day in early 1995 I met my own Susan, a wonderful, self-assured woman, on the internet.  I’d like to believe I would have had the courage to confide in her but, as it happened, my intended bravery went untested.  I had written a story and posted it to a newsgroup.  The story described my ideal woman's gentle maternal guidance and how she involved my love of lingerie both to humiliate and to excite me.  Susan read my fantasy and e-mailed a teasing note to me.

That started an intense exchange of e-mails, IRC chat and long telephone calls over a two month period.  And then we travelled, each to meet the other at lunchtime on a Friday, and with it open to either of us to decide to return to our homes after lunch, or for both of us to decide to spend the weekend together.  We chose the latter.

I hold no secrets from my beautiful wife.  She sends me to work each day in nylon panties, and in the privacy of our home keeps me in a variety of feminine unmentionables (including, on occasion, my multi-skirted white chiffon petticoat), and I perform most of our household chores. Not that I regard them as 'chores'.  I am just so happy to be doing these things for her, and cannot conceive of a more fulfilling relationship.  Susan, of course, knows that I adore her.  She feels relaxed and often spends time mothering me.
In a future letter I hope to offer some further detail of our marriage. However, I did want to get this off to you right away, to congratulate you as you approach the first anniversary of your delightful publication, and to wish you and your staff a very Happy Christmas (or Merry Christmas, as it is on the North American side of the water).

Rob.

The hard working girls at the office will be very happy to receive your Merry Christmas wishes. And 'merry' it will be, if past works Christmas outings are any indication.

Your letter brought a tear to my eye, this is exactly the kind of marriage which 'Petticoat Discipline Monthly' is striving to promote. It is also interesting that Rob met his dear wife via the wonders of the internet: here is, at least one, workable suggestion for those many readers who wish to know how to meet the companion of their dreams.

I am sure that all my readers will look forward to hearing more about Rob's marriage, and his relationship with his gently and lovingly petticoat-governing wife. Certainly Eslynn's 'unmentionables' are just adorable, and perfect household wear for any submissive hubby who requires correction.
Susan