You opened my eyes to an aspect of my years in a female led relationship, that being that in our home compliments are always directed to my wife or her mother; never to me. Last week my mother-in-law had her romance reader group over for a get together. She had me clean the house from top to bottom that day. As usual i served the Ladies coffee, tea, and some special desserts that my mother-in-law ordered i prepare. The Ladies loved the desserts and beverages and directed the compliments to her – not me – as i feel is appropriate. The Ladies sensed that my success, acknowledged or not – should be attributed to the direction and supervision my mother-in-law provides. Similarly, the women may direct me to, for example, get them a drink but never say ‘thank you’ when it is delivered. The thought is why should a Lady thank me for a service to which she is entitled.

My husband definitely does not enjoy any of the punishment or discipline sessions I put him through, but he is grateful for them. He knows that as a submissive male he needs it and that they make him a better slave for my use. And they also serve to reassure him that I am serious about femdom and our relationship.

Congratulations to Charles on learning to curtsy. I can’t think of a more appropriate way of a man showing deference to women than to curtsy to them. I was taught to curtsy by my wife’s grandmother, Joan. She instructed me on the nuances of the curtsy and made me practice, and practice, and practice. Once she was satisfied that I had mastered the motions i ‘came out’ to the other women of the family – i’ve been curtsying ever since. Since i wear an apron when at home or when visiting relatives I have the added benefit of incorporating the apron into my curtsying. I move my right foot in back of my left and stoop at the knees while extending my apron with both hands. I bow my head as I stoop and extend my apron. The bow is mandatory and has to be such that i do not look into the woman’s face until I have completed the curtsy. It was a bit awkward at first but I soon mastered what we all feel is an important – and for me, exciting – show of male deference to women.

If I’m carrying a tray as I would be when serving drinks, the tray is balanced on my right hand freeing my left to extend my apron. A curtsy is expected when I first encounter the women and periodically afterward. When I come from work I’ll put on my apron and go to my mother-in-law, curtsy, and ask, “How may I serve you Madame?” It’s the beginning of my daily service and housekeeping routine. Any women of the family and their female guests are entitled to a curtsy.

Recognizing that men are somewhat less graceful than women, we have a variation on a full curtsy called a ‘stoop and bow’ The stoop and bow does away with bringing my right foot back and substitutes a deeper bow at the knee and of my head. The stoop and bow is ONLY used when carrying a tray, otherwise a full curtsy is deserved. I curtsy or stoop and bow when entering a room where the women are seated and, upon leaving, turn, face the women, and curtsy before leaving the room. The same applies if I encounter a woman guest. For example, when answering the door, I curtsy to the woman entering and again curtsy to her after showing her in. I don’t curtsy to everyone, but it is expected for women in the family, their friends, and guests.

Over the years we’ve met similar couples and have introduced still others to the lifestyle. It’s a low key process that usually has Nancy or my mother-in-law, Sue, inviting a few women for coffee and talk. During these visits our guest ladies see an apron clad husband – me! – happily serving the coffee and then disappearing to get back to his housework until called, usually by Nancy ringing a bell. I’m mostly included in these little coffee chats so that our women guests can see the authority Nancy wields and how I obey. Later on Nancy usually has me take questions from our woman guests. We’ve encouraged a lot of women and we have many more men doing housework and being obedient, especially in situations where the woman out-earns the man. We have male workshops, too. These to introduce men to the lifestyle and make them see that ‘it’s OK to do what your wife tells you to do’. Plenty of men do just that – and love it, but we’ll save that discussion for another time.

My wife and mother-in-law are part of a family where the women are very much in charge. While we don’t scream that from the roof tops it’s not a secret either. I’m submissive to my wife and her mother and to all women in general and I conduct myself accordingly. I’m polite and differential to the women at work whether they be executives or clerical staff – I refer to all of them as ‘Ma’am’.

My deference used to raise a lot of questions from the women concerning my relationship with my wife. They all know now that Nancy is in charge – it’s no secret as far as I’m concerned. If asked out after work everyone knows I will call Nancy and ask permission which, if denied, is likely because my housework is my priority. They know that Nancy controls the money, gives the orders, and sets our social agenda. They know that I have a routine of housework and do whatever else Nancy or her mother tell me to do. What the women in work don’t know is how much I love this lifestyle – once they find out the last obstacle in their pursuing their own Femdom situation is eliminated.

Last week end Nancy and I were at a mall and ran into one of the accounting clerks from my company. I was only too happy to introduce her to Nancy and then, according to our little family protocol, step away so the women could talk. Perhaps to show her authority Nancy pointed to a bench about 50 feet away and told me “you sit there until I call for you. The woman asked Nancy plenty of questions about how she might train her husband as Nancy had obviously trained me – she loved my unmistakable obedience and loved that I was carrying Nancy’s purse – and I kept her purse even while sitting on the distant bench. She left Nancy encouraged and invited to a coffee at our house to discuss moving her own marriage towards a Femdom model.

I can tell you something for sure. I prefer to be a woman’s housewife than househusband. And I do love the “gender role reversal” (I don’t know if that is the right term) in which the Dominant woman takes on a gender role reversal to the traditional patriarchal roles but the submissive man or woman takes on the old, kind of “suppressed” female role. That means things that can really touch a chord there for me are that for the submissive partner some rules (or norms – depends how flexible the Dominant wants to be about it) should include things like not voting, not talking too much about sports or politics, raising children, changing diapers

I now greet my wife, coming and going, on my knees in command position with my head at her feet. We chat for a few minutes before she gives me permission to kiss her feet and arise. Learning this protocol that has become very important in both our lives came directly from you.

Fortunately I found a very submissive man than wanted nothing more than to kneel at my feet and serve me. We discussed everything and I told him that I although I loved him dearly, he would not be allowed any intercourse, and that I saw it as my responsibility to train, punish and discipline him as needed. I expected him to be my slave just as much as he would be my husband. I was gratified when he fell to his knees before me with his head at my feet. And begged me to make him my husband and my slave, to train him as I saw fit. He knew that although he wanted a femdom marriage very badly. He also knew that he would need training if his dreams to be a woman’s husband and slave where ever to come true. I was impressed, most men think femdom is easy and training is a code word for kink. He is a man totally at home living under strict female rule, doing as he’s told, being held accountable for his mistakes and asking permission from a woman.