Dear Miss MacDonald,

I love your magazine, thanks so much, its a wonderful experience to see the new publications each month. When I first discovered it, I could not stop reading each back issue, and read them all in one evening.  Being on the receiving end of petticoat discipline, since I was 7 or 8 years old, now 31 and still in panties and dresses and playing with dolls, I understand how valuable the petticoating of boys at a young age is. Adult males must be submissive to our superior counterparts, and it's best to learn that an early age.

I just reread a letter called  'Put Male Nurses in Panties'. One of the reasons stated is that nursing is a female dominated profession, and all males engaged in that profession should be under strict female rule. The obvious wearing of panties is of the most importance I certainly agree. If we males tried to rule, it would be disastrous.

I am also in a female dominated profession, I am a hairdresser in an upscale salon in a large West Coast city (USA). There are twelve women and only one other male besides me working there. His name is Tom, and is called 'Tommy' by all the staff. He does not like it, but has no choice. He is openly gay, but not really effeminate. This letter is not about him, rather it is about me.  My wife, who is my Mommy, dresses me in little girl dresses of all styles, and all the other things little girls' wear, when we are home - an idea that she inherited from my mother. I am also the housemaid, and dress accordingly for those assigned duties.

When in feminine attire my name is 'Lara' ( taken from my given name Larry).  One of those duties is the caring and styling of each lady's hair in our family: there is my wife Angie (she prefers her hair to be done in the salon), her older sister June, and June's two daughters, Cathy and Linda. I also have to do the hair of my mother-in-law, and my older sister Sheila, and my younger sister, Janet. I will tell you more about this at a later date.

Even when in male attire I wear girls' under garments; mostly panties, garter belts, girdles, (including my hated panty girdle), stockings self support or gartered, and panty hose . This is always a subject of much discussion when I'm present: it is intended to be humiliating, and of course it is.

One day at the salon I was doing a client's hair and my wife was in the chair next to me: her hair dresser was Elaine, who knows me well. Elaine very much likes to tease me, and embarrass me as much as possible in front of clients. She often does this by openly asking me what color my panties are today, or sometimes she says my garter snaps are showing under my trousers.  On this particular day she asked what color my panties were, my client was at first shocked, but she almost fell out of the chair when she was introduced to my wife, sitting right next to her. It obviously got her interest. And so she began asking my wife how it is I wear panties under my clothes.

My wife really got into the subject of petticoating me, They discussed me as if I was not even present, I was so humiliated and intimidated, especially when some of the staff and clients began to try and listen to the conversation.  Miss Brewer, the owner and operator of the salon, also enjoys humiliating me whenever possible. She does this with encouragement from my wife, they are very good friends and she has seen me as Lara on numerous occasions.  Most of my personal clients are, of course, also aware of my petticoating, and like to tease me and ask me questions about it. Certainly this kind of treatment in the workplace, especially where males are in a female dominated profession, curtails any possible attempt to rule or control the female staff by the sissies working there.

Another thing that keeps me in my place is, as I am an accomplished piano player, my mother-in-law likes to borrow me to play background music for her bridge club when they meet in her home. Of course I am Lara at those times, and dress accordingly, most of the time in an evening dress or gown.

The ladies love to tease me, and keep me in my place at all times. For instance I am not allowed to eat with them, and many times, if not playing the piano, I have to serve them, and if any idle time should be available, it is spent standing in the corner.  So keeping us males in panties and dresses, whether in the workplace or in the home, is most effective to keeping us in our properly submissive role in society, and destroys any male ego we might posses.
(curtsey)
Lara

P.S. Sometime I would like to tell you about the times I'm dressed as maid Lara and do the ladies' hair at home, also when I'm put
in a cute little play dress and  play with my dollies in front of the family.  I am hopelessly petticoated, and I could never be a man, and fit into the masculine persona.

Lara later sent me another letter, in which she related more about how she had been made to dress as a girl and spanked whilst she was a child, and how valuable this was in training her for the submissive role that she enjoys today:

Hello Again Susan:

I recently wrote you concerning "Pantied Males in a Woman's profession". I mentioned my being on the receiving end of petticoat discipline when I was 7 or 8 years old. Here is a short experience on Christmas day that I had at the age of 8 years.  I regret I did not think of including this ordeal till this morning, and I hope it can make your Christmas issue.

I was being punished for something, but I do not recall what that was at this time. But on Christmas morning we were preparing to have the family over for Christmas dinner, and to exchange gifts. To my embarrassment I was to wear a short frilly party dress, and all the appropriate underthings. The family was very much aware of my petticoating, and in particular the girls of the family. Two of my boy cousins also were to be there, and their actions toward me were nothing short of horrible.

Everyone teased me without any concern for my feelings.  When it came time to open the presents, I was chosen to sit on the floor to pass out the gifts. With my short dress, of course it was impossible keep from exposing my panties (knickers). This immediately brought giggly comments. I had to wait until last to open my gifts. When I did every gift was a girls' gift, including dolls, and doll accessories, and many articles of girls' clothing. Of course these included panties, nighties, slips, aprons etc. As I opened each gift, comments were made about what a lovely gift for a girl that was. My humiliation as you can imagine was unbearable.  To make matters worse, my mother soon tired of my unladylike display of my panties, and I received a slipper spanking, over my panties (at least that was a break ) right there in front of all the family. And I was made to stand in the corner, while I held up my skirt, to expose my recently warmed, pantied bottom.

To say the least, that was a Christmas I would like to forget, but much to my regret, it stays with me. But on the other side of the ordeal, it was just another petticoat experience that has made me realize now, in my adult life as a male, that being put into girls' clothes is what keeps me from being a demanding, over-bearing male. It keeps me in my place.

Please do not think that my mother was a cruel person towards me, she was a very loving person, and, even while in punishment clothes, she often held me close and told me how much she loved me, and that all of this was for my own good. And of course she was right.

Just to mention it, dolls were also used as part of my humiliation, but more of that some other time.
(Curtsey)
Lara

Thank you for the letters - obviously in a hair-dressing salon the male staff would be quite naturally the inferiors of the female staff, and would be treated accordingly. I think that the women and girls going to the salon to have their hair done would be greatly amused by the thought of being attended to by a submissive male in frilly undies, and I am sure that Miss Brewer is well aware of your value as a selling point.

By the way, when you are at the salon you should wear just a hint of feminine scent, or treat yourself to plenty of Johnson's Baby Powder in the morning. Any new customers could hardly help but notice.
Susan