A Deeper Level of Love In A Female Led Relationship
I write this as a tribute to the Domina who I love with all my heart, who has expertly defined our FLR over the past 7 years and who has patiently trained me in the sublime art of servitude to a Dominant Woman, immersing me in her doctrine of loving female authority, believing that I can meet her standards through concentration, attentiveness and hard work and guiding me through each day with her formidable feminine intelligence and power. ~Frankie Teardrop
Meeting My Lady
Seven years ago I sat across the dinner table from Lady Christine in the home of a mutual friend called Alice. It was the first time I had met Lady Christine. It seems we were both at the end of fairly lengthy Female Led Relationships. Alice, who was aware of our interest in FLRs and had a growing fascination for them herself, knew both of us independently and thought we would be perfect for each other. She decided to introduce us by way of a small intimate dinner.
Our FLR, for all intents and purposes, began the moment I had finished pouring wine into the ladies’ glasses. After thanking me for the courtesy Lady Christine fixed her gaze upon me and said pleasantly and softly, “I would prefer you to drink only tap water tonight, please. I hope you respect my wish.”
“Of course,” I replied. “Thank you for your directness.”
I turned my empty wine glass upside down and went and got myself water at the sink.
She sipped her wine, and said, “I am sorry to hear about the end of your relationship. I consider directness and honesty to be imperative in a FLR, don’t you?”
“I do, Lady Christine,” I expressed. “Our relationship ran aground, we couldn’t refloat it. We tried. And yours?”
She laughed. “He didn’t try hard enough.”
This stunningly beautiful 40-something Goddess who I was soon to fall completely in love with had recently granted the request of her former 24/7 submissive lover to please consider dissolving the relationship because he could not maintain the high standard required of him on a day to day basis. She quite literally, I was soon to learn, dismissed him that very minute.
I trembled. It wouldn’t be the last time.
When it became apparent that our FLR was going to be for keeps, it was a bit like stepping out of the ‘B-Students’ class and finding myself floundering beyond my ability in some College Of Advanced Learning. I wanted to attend classes but I was nervous and feeling way out of my depth.
Although I’d been craving this higher level of Female Led Relationship for quite some time, the early transitional period was still a shock. There were new things for me to learn every day like her custom of issuing firm commands in the gentlest of voices. She issued a serious order sweetly and softly which I found quite disconcerting because it was outside my sphere of experience. I was used to receiving my commands from a sterner no-nonsense voice.
Shouting orders at submissives was of no interest to her. She wanted complete respect for her feminine powers. I learned very quickly that I was meant to obey, and properly.
I Like That You Tremble
We are proud of how strong it is both at home and in public. It’s incredible how many of the FLR-related topics we discussed well into the evening at our very first encounter are still high on our agenda. Defining the philosophy of Female Dominance, conducting a female led relationship in public and allowing a man achieve complete peace within himself through dedicated service to a woman continue to be the cornerstones of our relationship.
When our conversation touched on the ending of a FLR relationship, she was quite clear about it. Anything less that total obedience from a submissive male under her leadership could only have one result -There’s the door.
“I can’t successfully lead a man who doesn’t trust in his own integrity,” she said to me. “I can’t help him. He is free to go.”
Again, I recall trembling. I also recall mentioning my physical reaction to Lady Christine at some point. She was pleased that I was open with her so soon.
“When you give yourself to the Feminine Divine the woman you serve will care for your feelings and emotions. She will keep them close to her always. There is nothing to fear from such a woman,” she explained and smiled. “But I like it that you tremble.”
Can She Lead Us in Public?
We talked about the necessity to maintain the purity of a FLR whilst in public. My experience with my previous Domina was that it weakened the moment we stepped out the front door. She was uncomfortable asserting her dominance around other people. Although I always did my best to remain courteous and respectful, to always defer to her, it wasn’t the same. Her heart wasn’t in it.
Lady Christine, however, was adamant that a FLR should remain robust and healthy whilst in public regardless of who we were with, and over time she would train me in ways to accomplish this.
“It’s not a true Female Led Relationship until it can function smoothly wherever the woman takes him,” she explained. “If he is properly attentive to her, he will be able to serve and obey her with grace and dignity absolutely anywhere in public.”
I think one of the main reasons we have become so skilled at conducting our FLR in public has to do with her lilting tone of voice when giving me directives. She also has at her disposal an array of hand signals that I have needed to learn and remain attentive to whenever we’re out anywhere with company, although she is reducing the frequency of them as much as possible in favor of verbal commands. She feels this is much more conducive to how two intelligent people should conduct themselves in a FLR and she is becoming far more comfortable doing it. I also suspect that she enjoys the occasional raised eyebrow when I am obedient to her commands. For my part, I trust implicitly in her judgement and leadership. Her public verbal commands are welcomed by me more and more and we’ve discovered that people ‘in the know’ enjoy witnessing our FLR at its best. Many of them admire us for it.
In transitioning to a more public female led relationship communication style, she once may have communicated her wishes to me with near imperceptible hand signals that kept me attentive. She will now happily let me know, for all present to hear, that I may be allowed just the one glass of wine tonight, that she has decided it’s time for us to leave or that I am to take care of the bill. I, of course, am required to obey immediately, politely and without a murmur of dissent. There has been a seamless quality to it. It’s not loud and in anybody’s face. And thus Lady Christine effortlessly conducts an exquisitely beautiful FLR moment under public scrutiny.