certain he’d ever want Jezebel as a slave. What they were sharing was difficult enough for both of them. “Day at a time,” he whispered.
He was no novice to the world of Domination and submission, but he was having difficulty accepting the simple fact he needed to be much more of a disciplinarian with his beloved Jessie. A strong hand wasn’t just something she craved. Jezebel needed a masterful Dom, one who knew her needs before she did. Unfortunately he’d been questioning everything from his prowess to his ability to control her as of late. There were various reasons, the majority of which he simply didn’t want to think about. He had told her they were talking devotion tonight and he had to wonder whether his devotion should be in question, not hers. The thought disgusted him.
Groaning, he stood still, chastising his thoughts as well as his behavior. There was too much at stake to fall over his personal edge of sanity. A balance had to be found.
Luke glanced at his watch, tapping the crystal. Just how much time should he give her before his next entrance? Chuckling, he rolled up his sleeves. They were going to have a very frank and uninhibited talk tonight and she was going to be disciplined. Jessie deserved no less. She’d been pushing every button, breaking several rules and of course she was doing so on purpose. Tonight was going to be about lessons learned.
Chapter Two
Suzzana ’s memory crept into Luke’s mind again and as he stood staring out his office window, he realized he was going to have to tell Jessie about her soon. Why he thought he could simply push that part of his life into some ugly Pandora’s Box was ridiculous at best. Jezebel, the woman of his dreams and the only one he wanted in his life forever, deserved so much more. She was entitled to his full attention, as well as his undying love and his complete devotion to her as she was giving to him. Neither should accept less and it was time for him to exercise ghosts. If he could.
He heard an odd rustle and turned to face the door. Seeing nothing, his sixth sense kicked in. Jessie was near. Smiling to himself, he could almost smell her perfume wafting under the door. What surprises did the luscious woman have in store for him? Something caught his eye in the dim lighting. Luke walked forward until he was able to see a folded piece of paper. As he leaned over and picked it up, the very fragrance of her perfume, one he’d never forget, wafted across his nose. ‘Red’ was very much an appropriate scent for Jezebel, sultry with a tinge of rebellion.
He held the paper to his nose, drinking in her sweet essence, and his cock twitched, his hunger growing. Luke couldn’t help but laugh. The woman knew how to get to him. Easing back into the light, Luke unfolded the note and while he wasn’t surprised, he was taken aback by the vehemence of her words.
I needed you to know my Luke… My Sir
I will be truthful at all times with my Sir as well as with myself
I will strive every day to be a better and more loving person
I will honor my Sir in every act and every word, realizing the reflection of our life I share
I will understand I will falter in my behavior and learn to forgive my misguided ways
I will never fault my Sir for punishment given
I will ask for what I want, knowing I may not be allowed
I will learn how to please him in my continual journey into devotion
I will willingly take any punishment Sir requires without complaining, allowing my inner self to learn
I will educate myself every day with regard to our journey in order to completely embrace the lifestyle and my place
I will realize my Sir will falter in his methodology and help him understand more about my inner being and our combined desires
I will never deny him sex for any reason, as the shared intimacy is a special connection and one that must grow stronger
I will never disrespect my Sir in public
I will strive to become more spiritual in my thoughts and