Agreeing to Serve

Author's Note: I have decided to make my stories a little shorter and break the subject matter into separate threads. Agreeing to Serve will continue to track the story of the Mistress, her submissive Nikki and the characters that surround them. A new series will focus on Ryan, Carly and a slightly different cast of characters, though there will still be a little crossover from time to time.

A number of people have said they much prefer Ryan's storyline to Nikki's and others have the opposite view. This will hopefully allow people to concentrate on their preference, be that male or female submissives.

For those new to my writings, this is the order of my stories to date, each with a brief synopsis:

The Bisexual submissive - Ryan's girlfriend Nikki begins to recognise her submissive tendencies and meets the Mistress, an experienced Domme who helps to train her in the world of BDSM.

The Reluctant submissive - Ryan also realises he is naturally submissive and begins a D/s relationship with Carly, a model who is new to her role as a dominant.

Agreeing to serve -- Nikki and Ryan commit to their roles and embark on their respective journeys to become lifestyle submissives.

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THE PRESENTATION

Nikki woke from a disturbed sleep and asked herself whether she had made the right decision for the umpteenth time since the Mistress had informed her of the presentation evening that was to take place at the BDSM club of which she was a member. Unlike the other times the submissive had asked herself the question, today was the point of no return as her coming out would take place that very evening. Her last chance to change her mind had arrived. Nikki was a full time submissive who had agreed to serve the Mistress. She lived in her Mistress's house and had served at a number of parties attended by up to a dozen of the Mistress's closest friends. Her presentation at the club was to be on a completely different scale with over 200 members eligible to attend the event.

The Mistress had explained to Nikki the final test of her training as a submissive was to see how she reacted to serving a dominant without the Mistress being present. From the point Nikki was presented, any member of the club would be able to request her services, either for an hour at the club or for a longer period at a location of the dominant's choosing. The club was run by Tony, a close friend of the Mistress. All members were vetted and membership was strictly by invitation only, to protect the privacy of everyone involved and to minimise the risk to submissives when serving a member they had not previously encountered. As a result, there was complete trust between all members and a level of safety for the submissives.

Thinking about what the evening held in store, Nikki felt the comforting presence of her boyfriend lying next to her. They had stayed up until the early hours, Ryan painstakingly reassuring Nikki that she had nothing to fear. Having initially been worried about what would take place at the club, Nikki's concerns now revolved around not letting her dominant down. She was determined to be the best submissive she could possibly be and over the previous few weeks had taken great delight in the positive feedback she had received from both the Mistress and a number of her friends. Indeed, the Mistress had made it clear that once the presentation night was over Nikki's training would be complete.

Nikki repositioned herself and spooned her boyfriend. Feeling the warmth of his body, it reminded her of days gone by when they would frequently partake in early morning lovemaking. Those days were gone. Aside from the fact that as submissives both were expected to obtain the permission of their dominants before reaching orgasm, there was the altogether more protective measure of the chastity cage fitted around Ryan's penis. Only his dominant, Carly, had a key. Despite the fond memories of their previous lives, Nikki considered her current arrangement and knew that she wouldn't change a thing. She had found her true place in the world, existing to provide pleasure to others. The feelings she experienced when praised by her dominant, or when she watched another reach an orgasm as a result of her actions, had replaced the feelings she had enjoyed when she had orgasmed during sex with Ryan.

Ryan stirred and Nikki moved away slightly to allow him to roll onto his back. Nikki then lent over him and gave him a passionate kiss. When she finally allowed their lips to part, Ryan opened his eyes and said 'Good Morning to you too.' Then sensing something a little different in Nikki's persona, he remembered what the day had in store and added 'are you still nervous about this evening?'

'A little,' Nikki replied, 'but a bit excited as well. I want to do the Mistress proud, but it's just......well, there could be so many people there.'

'Try not to worry. Just remember these are all like minded people. They aren't going to judge you, they just want to meet you.' Ryan reached out and gently stroked the side of Nikki's face as he finished speaking.

'That's part of the problem though. Won't most of them be comparing me to what they know themselves, judging me against their own submissives, or if they are submissive thinking how I compare to them?'

'No. You're reading too much into this. They just want to see you. They aren't thinking of replacing their own submissives with you. I thought the idea was they can see what you look like and then request your services if they feel the need for a change some time. I'm sure the Mistress isn't the only dominant who has traditionally had a male submissive and fancied a change.'

The discussion continued until Nikki's alarm went off. Automatically she rose from the bed and made her way to the kitchen to make her Mistress's breakfast. Upon entering the dominant's bedroom with a breakfast tray, she was surprised to find James, the Mistress's husband, in the bed. James often worked away and when he was at home, he and the Mistress had separate bedrooms. The Mistress had explained that is was due to James's snoring keeping her awake. Gathering her wits, Nikki placed the tray next to the Mistress's side of the bed before looking at James. 'Good Morning Sir. I wasn't aware that you had returned. Would you like me to make you some breakfast?'

'No, it's fine Nikki. I'm going to the golf club this morning so I'll grab something there before I start my round. But a coffee would be nice, please.'

When Nikki returned with the extra mug of coffee, the Mistress waited until the submissive had passed it to James before gesturing to the end of the bed and giving the command 'inspection position.' Nikki's training kicked in and after moving to the foot of the bed she automatically faced the two occupants of the bed before spreading her legs a little wider than shoulder width apart and moving her hands so that they were clasped behind her head. As Nikki was not allowed any clothing when at home, she was completely exposed to her two elders, but after weeks of training there was no embarrassment for the young submissive.

'I know you've been thinking about today since I mentioned what was going to happen kitten. How are you feeling?'

'Er, I'm OK Mistress. Still a little worried, but also excited at being able to make you proud of me.'

'Try not to worry. I don't know all the members of the club, but I've met quite a few now over the years and there aren't many I've taken a dislike to. Tony seems to be very good at screening out people who don't fit in. So there really is no reason to be apprehensive.'

'Yes Mistress. I trust your judgement and with Tony being a good friend of yours, I know there won't be anything happening I should be frightened about. It's just, well, you mentioned there might be close to 200 people there and that's quite daunting.' Nikki paused before adding 'would you mind going over what I can expect to happen one more time please Mistress.'

'Of course, kitten. It's basically an opportunity for the members to see you. As I've mentioned before, there are a number of reasons why the dominants occasionally share their submissives with other members and the presentation merely allows the members a chance to see a new submissive. In a way it's funny. The relationship between a Domme and their sub is so much a mental thing and yet whenever someone wants to borrow a sub their choice is invariably based purely on looks. So tonight you will be shown off so that everyone can see what you look like. They will be allowed to touch you, inspect you, even make you do things to their command if they so wish. And if they like what they see, they will be able to request your services for an hour at the club, or for longer if they'd like you to serve them somewhere else.'

'And when you say they will request my services, Mistress?' Nikki looked at the Mistress, leaving the sentence as a question.

'Why, they can ask you to do whatever they want my dear. The club register will list your limits and every member knows what will happen if they cross any lines. But within those limits you will be expected to do anything they ask of you. For some, it will just be sex. Some of the male dominants will want to use you if their wife and/or submissive is unavailable to them. Ohers will want someone physically different to their regular partner. Some members will want anal which their wives may not allow them at home. Some female dominants may want to experience a woman submitting to them, especially now that I have been singing your praises these last few months. There may be a house party where a second submissive is needed to help the house sub service all the guests. The list of possibilities just goes on and on.'

The Mistress saw a look of concern on Nikki's face and as had now become common between the two women, she instinctively anticipated Nikki's concern. 'I know what you're thinking, with all this going on, will you have time to serve me here? Well, yes. Your primary duty will always be to serve me, kitten, and if the demands of club members get too regular, I can start to limit your availability. The likelihood is you will be in demand for a few weeks as one of the new toys, but come next month when the next presentation evening takes place, the novelty will have worn off and there will be other subs for the members to focus on.'

The Mistress laughed as she saw a look of disappointment on Nikki's face. The older woman got out of the bed and approached the young submissive, who was still in the inspection pose. The Mistress kissed her submissive tenderly, then as she broke the kiss she allowed her right hand to stray between the submissive's legs and gently prised apart Nikki's labia. Inserting her index finger between the lips, she slowly raised her finger from the bottom of the submissive's opening towards the clitoris that was immediately starting to harden. Then she abruptly withdrew the finger and held it in front of the chestnut-haired woman. Nikki saw her juices glistening.

'I'll take that as confirmation you're not too nervous about what this evening has in store. Clean.' Nikki instinctively lent forward and closed her lips around the finger, sucking hard as she drew her head back and tasting her own arousal. It was true, the idea of servicing people she had yet to meet was exciting to her. After all, she was determined to be the best submissive she could be.

'Now, why don't you have some time to yourself this morning. Relax. Spend it with that boyfriend of yours. A spot of shopping perhaps, or maybe lunch somewhere nice?' The Mistress started to circle Nikki as she spoke, the submissive holding her pose and looking straight ahead at James who had remained on the bed and was watching his wife interact with her sub. 'I just need you back by 3pm so you have time to get ready for this evening. I've purchased your outfit but I suggest you have a nice long bath and make sure you clean your ass. We will be leaving for the club at 5pm.'

'Yes Mistress. Thank You Mistress.'

After clearing away the breakfast things and then speaking to Ryan, Nikki tried to relax but found the free time just meant she had more opportunity to think about the evening ahead. Eventually Ryan took the lead and picked out some clothes for Nikki, saying that they were going out whether she wanted to or not.

Ryan was more used to wearing clothes as he drove to and from his dominant's house each weekend. For Nikki it was still an unusual experience. Since they had moved in with the Mistress over two months previously, the submissive could count on one hand the number of times she had needed clothes to leave the house. As she pulled the leggings up over her thighs the young woman began to think about how constraining the clothes were. She had become used to being naked and enjoyed the feeling of freedom her nudity afforded her. The loose top Ryan had selected felt even worse, rubbing against her nipples each time she moved.

Spending time with Ryan as a normal couple also felt odd to Nikki. After a brief dalliance with some shops, during which Nikki struggled to find any she had an interest in, they decided to drive further afield to find a country pub for lunch. It soon became apparent that even the idyllic setting they found, sitting in a beer garden next to a river, was failing to take Nikki's mind off what lay in store later. She was conscious of Ryan trying to change the subject and began to feel sorry that she was unable to divert her train of thought. Even she couldn't put her finger on whether it was fear or excitement that made her run different imaginary scenarios through her mind. Eventually Ryan gave up and decided to switch their discussion to the presentation evening, trying to reassure Nikki there was nothing to be fearful of. Although his interactions with the Mistress were much less frequent than Nikki's, he had complete trust in the experienced Domme and felt confident she would look out for her prized submissive.

Returning to the house, Nikki was relieved the time to depart was getting closer. Ryan said his goodbyes before leaving for Carly's, the two of them having decided it was better that he wasn't present that evening in case it inadvertently created any inhibitions in Nikki, knowing that her boyfriend was watching her presentation. He wished her luck and kissed her passionately. As he opened the door to leave, the Mistress appeared. ''Oh Ryan, I'm glad I caught you. You're sure you and Carly don't want to come along tonight? Carly is a member now, so she could bring you as her guest if she wanted to.'

'Thank you, Mistress but no. We've decided it's best that we aren't there. It's one less thing for Nikki to have to worry about.'

'You're probably right. Well enjoy your weekend. I'm sure we'll tell you all about it when you return on Sunday.'

'Thank you, Mistress.' Then looking at Nikki he added 'let me know how it goes when you can. Love you!'

'Thanks babe. Love you too.' Then Nikki dashed across the hallway to Ryan and hugged him tightly. Ryan was slightly surprised but hugged back, correctly assuming Nikki needed the added reassurance of the physical contact. As he finally closed the door on the two women, he heard the Mistress begin to speak.

'Nikki, my darling, put your trust in me now. You know how much I admire you. This evening is a little selfish on my part. I want to be able to show you off. I want the club to see just what an exceptional submissive I have found. There really is nothing for you to worry about.'

'I'll try Mistress. I am excited, I think it's just a little fear of the unknown and of the number of people there will be present. But I do trust you. I always will.'

The Mistress closed the gap between them and hugged the slightly shorter submissive. Kissing Nikki on the lips, the dominant then moved towards the staircase and held out her hand. 'Let's get you ready then.' Taking the hand offered, Nikki followed the older woman upstairs and was surprised when the Mistress turned to Nikki's room rather than her own. Entering behind the dominant, Nikki saw her outfit for the evening laid out on her bed. She wondered when the Mistress had found time to do it, then pushed the thought aside as she contemplated what lay ahead.

The underwear was all white. A simple bra and panties set, cotton with lacy edges and set off by a white suspender belt and white stockings. At the foot of the bed were a pair of white heeled sandals, the heel probably two inches. They were the style that used a series of thin straps to secure the foot to the sole, as though her submission meant even her feet were to be exposed. Nikki quickly scanned the rest of the room but there was nothing else. Although the submissive had assumed she would be naked for a large part of the evening, she was slightly concerned that she would be on display on the way to the venue. Despite that concern, she said nothing, knowing the Mistress would have planned things to the minutest detail and that her role as submissive meant she should place her trust in her dominant.

The Mistress sat on the side of the bed and watched as Nikki dressed. The underwear was a perfect fit and for the second time that day Nikki marvelled at how uncomfortable she now felt when wearing clothes, even when they were as skimpy as the underwear. 'Excellent, now follow me.' The Mistress spoke as she raised herself off the bed and without pausing, made her way out onto the landing. Nikki followed and was slightly confused when the Mistress turned, not towards the staircase, but in the direction of her own bedroom.

The Mistress had a dressing area in her room. Alongside the ensuite bathroom, it contained a row of wardrobes and a mirrored area that enabled the dominant to see how an outfit looked from all angles. There was also a plush armchair, covered in a beige velvet fabric. The Mistress made a beeline to the seat and as Nikki followed it was then she saw the dress hanging off one of the mirrors. She stopped in surprise. It was a dress Nikki had seen the Mistress wear and one that she had remarked on, confessing to her dominant that it was the sort of thing she had always longed to own, but had never been able to justify buying for herself. Surely it wasn't for her. Although the two women were similar in build, it was unlikely they were exactly the same dress size and there had never been any hint of them ever sharing clothes, not that Nikki had much call for clothing since moving into the Mistress's house.

'You didn't think that I'd make you travel in just your underwear did you my dear?' The Mistress asked the question without waiting for a reply. 'Though I'm glad to see you didn't question me when you looked at what I'd laid out on your bed. No, as this is a special evening in many ways, I thought you deserved a special treat. I remember how much you liked this dress, so I've had it adjusted for you. Try it on.'

Nikki looked at the Mistress and then back at the dress. 'I can't Mistress, I know how much you liked that dress.'

'Nonsense my dear. And besides, I will get much more pleasure from it looking at you wearing it than if I'm wearing it for others to see. Now hurry, I want to see if the alterations were accurate. The only problem with a surprise like this is that if it's wrong, we've no time to get it fixed.'

Nikki moved forward and carefully lifted the dress off the mirror. Then she slipped the hanger out and dropped it to the floor, holding the dress out in front of her. There was a long zip at the back, which Nikki determined created a big enough opening for her to be able to step safely into the dress without needing to take the sandals off. The dress was an unusual shade of blue, the colour being something Nikki had remarked on when seeing the Mistress in it weeks before. It resembled the colour of the ocean often seen in pictures of idyllic faraway islands, where the colour of the water is graduated by the depth of the sea, after the light turquoise has transformed into a deep, vivid blue but before the blackness of the deeper water consumes the beauty of the image. Nikki knew it would be the perfect colour to complement her chestnut hair.