Enter Jezebel, stage right. She was supposed to be a lifelong lover and friend. Someone to share with, someone who would always be there. We formed an instant bond. And then my intuition turned out to be dead on once again. I shared my Dominance with her and she turned out to be more than just a lover and friend; she proved capable of submitting fully to me.
The last two months have been wonderful. I have enjoyed every moment together with my Jezebel, whether just lounging around watching SciFi DVDs together, putting her to work in various ways, or playing with rope for both our amusement. She has rarely failed to complete a task as instructed and we seem to know each other so well that she has excelled in serving me. And I am loath to punish her for minor mistakes or push her too hard because I know how hard she tries to please me.
And yet, despite all of this, I have nagging thoughts that I am far too lenient with her. That perhaps one day she will decide that the bond that holds her is loose indeed and just slip away. Of course such an event would be swiftly remedied, but I prefer a gradual guided approach to nurturing submission over a swift and brutal singular lesson.
I suppose it is the perfectionist in me crying out: Can things really be going this smoothly? Am I being too lenient with my Jezebel? What do I need to do to ensure that she is kept in place; a cherished object, obedient to my will? The answer is simple of course. I must stay alert to the little things and my own intuition. And I must continue to probe and pry at her mind and heart. I must be watchful for things she says or does that suggest she needs a firmer hand.
Above all, I must continue to care for and cherish my Jezebel so that she knows she is owned and with ownership comes service and obedience, safety and love.
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