Boasting and a touch of sadness
When I was first married I would force my wife to wear miniskirts all the time. I threw out all her pants so she could only wear skirts.
I used to enjoy her having the discomfort and having to be careful with how she stood and sat. Being a good wife she'd tell her friends that she wore short skirts for me which was true. We had kids and still I was very controlling. She'd have to bend over to lift kids out of car seats or sit on the ground to play with them. We used to buy bra and brief sets made of shiney material that were beautiful and smooth to touch and I'd tell her they were quite suitable for people to see. Sometimes she'd be in years about how embarrassed she was. This excited me and made me even more resolved to enforce my rules.
Anyway today she left me. I'm emotionally gutted but totally understand her leaving. I know I was wrong but also I confess I enjoyed it. I enjoyed showing her off. I enjoyed her having to comply. So all I have are the memories and the photos.