Dear Sir,

I would like to reply to the letter in your last great issue of 'Relate', entitled 'Corset Prisoner'; in it the lady writer asked for further ways to humiliate her poor husband. Firstly, I would like to congratulate her on getting him to wear his corset;  now she has him in her power it is time to push home further humiliations. My experience of 'Petticoat Discipline' has been over three eventful years.  My husband is now entirely within my control. I, too, used a corset on him in the beginning, to gain control but I now seldom use one; all my discipline is done with a mass of frilly petticoats and - wait for it - a pillory. Your writer should now consider the full treatment for her wretched victim: there is no better way to humiliate a man than to dress him completely in female clothes.

In my case, I enjoy seeing my husband so dressed and also gain great pleasure in displaying him in his attire. At a session he will be dressed in bra, panties, suspender belt, stockings, a mass of pretty can-can petticoats, gingham dress, and frilly nylon apron. He is then led and fixed by the neck and wrists into a fine replica of an eighteenth century pillory. The pillory, to all the uninitiated, was a fine punishment used years ago to humiliate, beyond belief, the victim, who was locked, through holes in a board, by his neck and wrists. He was then either petted or jeered at, as the case may be. They are very easy to make, and a fine addition to any disciplinarian's equipment.

So imagine, if you can, hubby so beautifully attired, his dress flared at a ridiculous angle by his massive petticoats, arms and neck held, , locked in that most humiliating way and so completely helpless. I then stand a huge bedroom mirror in front of him so that he may admire himself. He is then left for anything up to four hours. I drop in from time to time, to tease him, possibly to arrange his clothes or pin bows in his hair, or maybe powder his nose - all very subtle.

Needless to say, on release he makes love wonderfully. So, to the writer of 'Corset Prisoner' and other girls who, like me, enjoy 'Petticoat Discipline', I suggest give hubby the full treatment and add a pillory or something similar and watch the results.

I would be interested to hear from other readers through your pages. Let's have plenty of action girls, and many letters to 'Relate'. I for one am always ready to learn of better ways to administer 'Petticoat Discipline'.
Yours pilloried,

Mrs C. M.
Coventry.

The outfit that Mrs C.M.'s poor hubby has to wear for his punishment sessions sounds just darling, like something out of 'Oklahoma!' or 'State Fair'. I do like gingham, although I think this is the first mention of it in this magazine, possibly because it is not as common in Britain as in the United States. If you look at the right hand picture on the cover of the November issue, you will see a good example of a full can-can petticoat. Believe me, the frou frou is deafening!

The writer has rendered her husband completely helpless and unresisting, and this alone is excellent for his general discipline and ensures his continuing love and devotion towards her. One often finds this kind of enforced helplessness in reports of nursery discipline, where it is an integral part of the penance, but not so much as in cases such as Mrs C.M. describes.

A pillory would not be very difficult to make, and so perhaps female readers might be inspired to add this new refinement to their techniques of husband management.
Susan