Continuity note -- this story continues from my previous two series, the Bisexual Submissive and the Reluctant Submissive. There are references in here from events in both my earlier works.
Chapter 1 -- Ground rules
It felt like the start of a new era for Nikki and Ryan. Over the preceding three months they had slowly been drawn into a world of dominance and submission. They had both discovered their submissive tendencies, firstly Nikki who had introduced them to the world of D/s by serving an online Dom before meeting a female dominant living nearby. The Mistress had completely captured the young submissive's attention and following an intense weekend of training, Nikki had confirmed she wished to serve the older woman as her submissive. But there was a catch, the code of ethics between dominants that meant Nikki couldn't choose to transfer her allegiance without the Dom's permission. The price the Dom demanded was an interesting one; a month of Ryan serving him in Nikki's place. It had been explained the service was a test of Ryan's commitment to Nikki but it was also designed to allow Ryan to fully understand his girlfriend's mindset as a submissive.
The ownership had started well and Ryan had begun to sense he too had submissive inclinations when things took an unexpected turn. Ryan, a professional photographer, had learnt that a new model he had been working with on a photo shoot had a dominant streak that had manifested itself in her gradually drawing Ryan into her web of control once she had found out about Ryan's service with the Dom. The model had been co-opted into dominating Ryan for the remainder of his time with the Dom and the Dom had just confirmed he was happy with Ryan's performance and was prepared to release both submissives to choose their own dominants going forward. As the two young twentysomethings sat together contemplating their futures, they began to wonder how each could fully commit to a dominant and still have time for each other.
'I'm sure there must be a way, I'm just not too sure what it is,' Ryan said as they started on their second bottle of wine. 'Look, we're supposed to go to see Goddess Carly tomorrow, so why don't we see if she has any ideas?' Goddess Carly was the model Ryan hoped to be able to serve in the future.
'Well there's no harm in hearing what she has to say, I guess,' Nikki replied. 'I got a message from the Mistress last night that said we should meet up to discuss next steps, but she's busy this weekend apparently and has suggested I go round to her place on Tuesday. So we could see what your Goddess has to say and then I can relay that to my Mistress. I know we've both indicated we'd like to serve, but this is still our choice and if they are going to make me choose between a life of submission and having a relationship with you, I'm going to choose you. I love how submitting to her makes me feel, but I just love you more. And when I'm old and wrinkly, I want you by my side not some old woman who used to enjoy playing with me but got bored of me as I got older.'
'I feel the same. I've enjoyed discovering my submissive side and I get such a rush when I please my Goddess but I can't see it lasting forever.' Ryan finished speaking and then leant across the gap between them to kiss Nikki on the lips. As he did so, the steel chastity cage he had been fitted with for the first time the day before reminded him of the control Carly currently had. The steel cage had replaced a plastic one that Nikki had a key to. The new cage had a lock that only Carly could open which meant that even if he didn't want to serve her (which he did) he needed to see her again to extricate himself from her control.
Nikki hardly spoke on the train journey the next day. She was nervous at the thought of meeting Goddess Carly for the first time. Carly had invited Ryan and Nikki to her house for the weekend to discuss how the arrangement might work and although Carly had no control over Nikki, the submissive wanted to make a good impression as she felt Carly might be more accepting of the submissive couple's desire to spend time together if she got on with the other woman. The arrangements for the visit were the same as the previous weekend when Ryan had visited on his own; a train journey to Sheffield where they would be met by the dominant and driven back to the remote farmhouse she was in the process of renovating.
As Nikki contemplated the length of the journey, almost an hour and a quarter from their leaving home to arriving at Sheffield station, she realised the distance could be yet another complication in her desire to maintain a relationship with Ryan. Nikki knew her Mistress lived about 30 minutes away from Ryan's flat, but she wasn't sure in which direction. It could be that they were over two hours apart, which could add further complications to seeing each other. Lost in thought, she was startled by Ryan nudging her elbow and indicating the station they were pulling into.
The dominant was waiting by the pop up coffee kiosk. Nikki had no trouble recognising her having seen photos before and although she was prepared to feel a little dowdy in comparison, she hadn't appreciated until now just how beautiful Carly was. The dominant was standing with a tote bag over her shoulder, wearing skin tight white jeans that showed off her toned legs to perfection. The weather, which had been glorious sunshine for the last 2-3 weeks, had been broken by violent thunderstorms the night before that had left the air fresh but cool. Carly had dressed accordingly, wearing a baggy vintage sweater that hid the top half of her body. But it was from the shoulders up that most captivated people meeting the model for the first time. Her flame red hair was striking but when pulled back from her face, as it was today in a tight ponytail, the sharply angled cheekbones were in full view. Nikki rarely thought of anyone as beautiful, but it was as though the word had been invented to describe the woman standing in front of her now.
'You must be Nikki,' Carly said as they approached. 'I've heard so much about you. Welcome. I'm just dying to get to know you.' Carly took a step forward and hugged Nikki as though they were long lost sisters. Nikki hesitated before reacting and then timidly wrapped her arms around the other woman. They were similar in height, Carly probably just an inch or so taller, which ensured Nikki's arms encircled Carly's waist. Ryan was feeling a bit of a bystander until Carly broke the initial embrace and then moved to hug him as well. 'Mustn't forget my little subbie. Nice to see you again.'
Carly insisted Nikki sit in the passenger seat of her car, which meant Ryan had an uncomfortable journey as he tried to manoeuvre himself into a bearable position in the back of Carly's Audi TT. Eventually he gave up and stopped fidgeting so that he could better listen to the unfolding conversation in front of him.
'Look, I know this must seem a bit weird to you,' Carly was saying, 'hell, it's weird for me as well. But what I wanted to say straight up is that I want us all to find a way for this to work for everyone. I enjoy playing with your boyfriend Nikki, but I'm not planning to try and steal him from you. He's made it very clear over the last few days how much he loves you and you can trust me to respect that.'
'Thank you for saying that,' Nikki replied, 'it means a lot. We discussed this last night and we both agreed that if we have to choose, we will choose each other and walk away from this. Neither of us wants to if there is a way for it to work for everyone, but we aren't going to be slaves who are given no choice in what happens.'
'That's not what anyone wants Nikki. I enjoy pushing Ryan's limits in the knowledge that he has the free will to say no but chooses not to. I don't want a slave, there'd be no fun in that. Now, we're not too far away, why don't we continue this conversation when we've arrived?' Carly finished speaking just as she turned down an unmarked road that led to her farmhouse. Within minutes they had arrived.