Learning to Serve: Obligations Set

As usual, all characters are over 18 and are not meant to represent any person in real life. If there is a similarity, that is purely coincidence. This is the continued journey of Scott and his submission. Please enjoy and do not reproduce this story anywhere else as it is the property of the writer.

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An open mouthed Scott continued to read, looking up from time to time at each of his Dommes, both of them watching with intent anticipation. Once finished with the two pages, the young submissive sat, paralyzed of speech, grasping for a way to express himself respectfully and within the means of his station. His main concern: the list of expectations.

The collared slave of Goddess Kim and Mistress Charlotte will be made aware of the following additions and/or changes to his obligations.

1. The slave will stay at Goddess Kim's home for the entirety of the summer. His rent for his place will be supplemented by Goddess Kim so as not to place any financial hardship on the slave.

2. The slave will be employed by Goddess Kim's company, serving as a special assistant to Mistress Charlotte.

3. The slave will wear his silver slave collar during the entirety of the summer. He will wear a collared shirt and tie at work, so it will be covered. Otherwise, it should not be covered, but the O ring for the leash will be removed when in public.

4. The slave will publicly "date" Mistress Charlotte, Charlotte Arnold. He will attend public and business functions with her as her boyfriend. During public times, he will assume a more assertive and traditional role. Any indication of his subservience to either Charlotte or Kim should not be detectable by anyone in the public sector.

5. The slave will be trained by Mistress Charlotte during the work week.

6. The slave will be trained by Goddess Kim on weekends when she is available.

7. The slave will make a list of hard limits. Although Goddess Kim is aware of activities that the slave dislikes, those are not hard limits. The slave must be prudent and aware that although it can change, his list can only contain a maximum of five hard limits.

8. The slave's weekly punishment will be on Saturday night, unless social obligations interfere, in which it will be on Sunday afternoon.

9. Goddess Kim reserves the right to have the slave serve men.

10. Goddess Kim reserves the right to loan her slave out to any person/people she deems worthy and the slave will follow their directions as if they were his owner's.

Noting her slave's uneasiness, Kim let him flail a bit in the dark waters of uncertainty before addressing him.

"You may speak freely, pet. You have no need to hold back or defer to us. For this conversation, you are an equal."

Scott's heavy sigh alerted the women to the weight on the newly collared slave's shoulders. He had recently been collared, making a defined vow in his private life. Now, these two sexy, brilliant, and dominant women were expecting more.

"So, uhhh, ummm, so, you, uhh, you want me to move in here?"

Both women nodded their heads, staring straight at the overwhelmed sub. Not using words, letting the gravity of the situation percolate. The moment hung heavy on the young submissive. Questions, thoughts, scenarios boomeranged throughout his head.

Wasn't my collaring enough? What about my roommates? What would it be like here 24/7? Do I really want that? How much more do they want? Fuck, why can't I just say fuck off?! Why am I just giving in? Their pussies are so sweet, succulent, and wow can these women fuck. Is it worth it? Weekly beatings, denial? What's next? Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

"So, my pet, what do you think about our expectations?"

"Uhhh, well, ummmm, there is a lot here, Goddess."

Walking over and pressing her breasts against his back as she looked over his shoulder at the document, the gentle jasmine scent along with the slight residual musk from her daily awakening via Charlotte's tongue strangely pacified the man. This was the entirety of the problem. Kim's allure, sex appeal, and dominance intoxicated the young stud. Although he was literally brought to his knees many times, he was metaphorically disabled each time she came near. His only desire was to please her, a deep, painful need that was only assuaged with complete submission to her.

"Yes, my pet, there is a lot to take in, but we also need you to make a decision. Your Goddess and Mistress want to move forward with you. My business is growing exponentially, but we also want you to be a part of it, a part of the family. Now that we are expanding, there are certain appearances that must be kept. Charlotte will always be my lover, but that is privately, not for the fickle eyes of the business world to see."

She bent down, kissing below his ear, sucking on his neck, then kissing down his throat, stopping at the top of his chest to suck again. Shuddering, the sub dropped his head a bit, inhaling deeply, taking in the scent of her hair. Mesmerized by the effect every aspect of her sexual essence had on him. Each time Goddess Kim touched Scott, with her mouth, with her cane, with her hands, he fell deeper into a compliant malaise.

"Well, ummm, my roommates, uhhhh, what do I tell them? And the rent, I, you, I mean, you shouldn't pay it."

"It's all taken care of, my pet. I will cover your rent for the summer. You will have your own room here. And you will be put on payroll at the company. Charlotte now has a personal assistant. How does $1,500 a week sound? Much better than that teaching gig during the rest of the year, HMMMMM?"

Charlotte's innocent eyes pled with Scott to agree. It was a sweet deal, more money than he could imagine making in a summer. Additionally, his immediate boss was a strikingly beautiful and sexy brunette who he had intimate knowledge of and who would no doubt call upon his services many times over.

"Yes, okay, Goddess, you are quite correct about the salary, but there is more here, ummm, that I would like to discuss, uhh, well if you do not mind."

"Scott, I said you could speak freely. So, speak. Ask what you need!" she demanded, moving toward annoyance.

"Well, uhhh, ummmm, the language about me and other guys..." Scott hesitated, his male ego, macho persona and assertive personality warred with complete submission.

"Yes, pet, go on?" Kim said softly now, encouragingly, prompting the young man to relax and speak freely, knowing that verbalizing such possible situations will normalize it for him.

"Well, uhhh, you know, I kinda had experienced that already. And..., well, and it felt, well, uhhh, it felt degrading and humiliating," the anxious submissive said with a sigh.

Kim moved in closer to Scott again, cradling his head into her chest, rubbing his hair, gently, caressing him, comforting him. "Yes, I am fully aware of that my dear. And, I said that I would never force you to do that. But, now, I am asking you to agree to a new set of obligations."

Kissing his forehead, she stroked his cheek, looking directly into his eyes with a genuine look of concern and love for him. "My dear pet, if you truly want to be owned by us, if you trust in us implicitly, then you will freely agree to all of these conditions. It is not our intent to harm you, but to help you grow, explore, and learn more about yourself and your needs, while serving us unconditionally."

The warmth in Kim's eyes, the gentleness of her voice, and the reassuring touch disarmed the submissive even more. She knew even before he spoke the words or signed the paper. She knew that he was her pliable submissive, possibly even more enraptured by her ways than her sapphic lover, Charlotte. The young man was going to follow, but his natural "flight or fight" instincts surfaced for a moment, only to be squelched by the reassuringly soft hand and instructing words of his Asian Goddess.

"I, I, uhhh.." he was powerless to say no to her, even to Charlotte. It was futile. She had subtly consumed him, taken true possession of him merely through creating a deep need inside. His need was to serve, to serve this Goddess and her protege, and he was contentedly resigned to it. The loss of his place, his role in their lives was not an option at this point.

"Goddess, I consent, to whatever you decide for me," the struggling man said as the pressure of the moment eased from him. Another key step in his descent was taken.

"MMMMMMM, that pleases me my dear pet, more than you can imagine. Now, as a gesture more so than anything, sign at the bottom of the document. This is in no means a legal document, but you know that. It is more just a symbol of your intent, as is your collar, but it is another thing I require of you."

With an unsteady hand, the overwhelmed young man signed willingly and apparently, eagerly. This beautiful Asian siren's enticing words had once again drawn him ever so close to completely submerging himself into servitude. Still, one speck of hope remained, although fleeting. Yet, even a clear image of that person was locked away, sealed behind many fortified doors of protection, weighted down by distance, a meddling mother, and uncertainty.

"Perfect," was Kim's reaction as the young submissive dutifully signed the "contract." Smiling wickedly, she lifted her coffee cup to Charlotte, who immediately filled it again, attentively watching her mentor work, noting how she took charge with grace and a subtle focus of intent. Charlotte had learned over these eleven years how to run a business, manage people, and achieve goals intelligently, but most of all she learned that an undaunting will to achieve her goals was Kim's greatest asset.

Now, her mentor was demonstrating how to seduce, disable, and control a man. Kim was not only lending insight on how to guide their submissive, but also revealing to Charlotte the techniques she used to draw the bright, promising, heterosexual Ivy League prodigy to her bedroom.

With her coffee refilled, the beautiful Domme stood. "Charlotte, dear, please ensure that you prep our good boy as we have discussed. I am going to be in my office. Once he is ready, you may use him how you desire, but bring him to me in two hours."

"Yes, Mistress," was the brunette's simple reply.

Charlotte was silent, continuing to assess the increasingly indentured man. There was a small part of her that hoped he would maintain a modicum of the primal manliness that he possessed. Although she enjoyed the spoils of his subservience, she was not entirely sure with Kim's assessment of the young man. Didn't everyone have a breaking point? Wasn't he getting close as his assertive demeanor was being dissolved? How much more could this superior specimen of a man take? Even he must have a time when all semblance of his autonomy would disappear, when he would break completely.

Charlotte allowed Scott to finish his food and tidy up the dishes in the kitchen. She then took him to the familiar confines of her bathroom where he was instructed to enter the shower.

Charlotte had Scott stand under the warm water, letting him decompress a bit and fully digest his obligational changes. While recalibrating his mind, Charlotte used the bathtub faucet to fill the bag full of warm soapy water.

Charlotte gently placed the back of her hand at the top middle of the submissive's back, gaining his attention without startling him. Charlotte was holding the nozzle in one hand and the bag in another as Scott turned off the shower, leaned forward to place his hands on the built-in bench, and spread his legs. Holding the bag and nozzle in one hand, Charlotte squirted lube on his rosebud, following with two fingers, pressing them inside of him, Scott instinctively tensed but then forced himself to relax to allow easy penetration.

As her two fingers accessed his tight hole, Scott let out a soft moan, "mmmmmmm, uhhh, huh," was the placid succession of sounds.

"Relax my love. You have taken another important step in the household. And, I hope you have no doubt that I am entirely pleased and excited. The thought of you being at my beck and call the entire work day is more than I could have hoped for. Thank you, thank you so much," the genuinely appreciative Mistress stated as she kissed him gently on the cheek, all the while working her two lubed fingers in and out of his ass.

Once Charlotte had Scott well lubed, she inserted the nozzle. Smiling at him and cupping his cheek, she opened the valve, allowing the warm, soapy water to rush into his bowels. After sufficient time elapsed, Scott released the fluids into the toilet, only to repeat the process two more times.

Although a somewhat simple task, Charlotte's gentle touch heightened the process. A lack of breath, quickened heartbeat, and general tingle of clarity permeated Scott's body, further entrancing him, drawing him to the loving embrace of his Mistress-lover. Charlotte's reassuring touch comforted the young man as she took full stock of the entirety of the virile yet extremely compliant man.

Kim's office door was slightly ajar, prompting the young man to knock lightly. He could see her graceful body sitting at her desk, working through paperwork, t-shirt and sweatpants on. Even in the casual dress, she was a breathtaking image, her focused eyes, the grace of her subtle actions, poised, regal, as if she were royalty. Each movement was measured, each thought and word astute, as she exuded class and sexual energy.

"Come in, pet."

The apprehensive young submissive entered with uncertain steps. He loved the fact that she called him pet. The possessiveness of the moniker, as if he was a special addition to her world, a prize that she cherished. His heart beat rapidly as he approached her desk.

The experience of the enema brought thoughts of Kim bending him over her desk and taking his ass fiercely with a strap on. It was an act that he would not protest, but accept with grace and honor. Since he could not see her lower half, the muscled stud half expected to see his gorgeous owner sporting a harness and strap-on, ready to take him as she wished.

As the young man edged closer to her desk, she looked up momentarily from her work, smiled invitingly, and then instructed her male submissive. "Under the desk, worship my feet, as I have some phone calls to make."

Scott took his position under the desk, her uncovered feet neatly pedicured, with a faint sour smell from the quite worn slippers she refused to discard. They were her favorites and comfortable. She would not be caught dead outside of the house with such grungy items on her body, but the slippers felt just right and she refused to part with them even though she had many other, newer and less soiled pairs. Oddly, this sophisticated dynamo of a new age woman also loved the simple, worn pleasures of the mundane.

Scott took the dangling right foot into his hands, inhaling deeply, embracing his owner's scent, but more so clutching onto the act of service. A person's strength can also be his weakness. Scott's dedication, his drive to achieve his goals, and his steadfast insistence that a job not only be finished, but done properly was truly a rare quality. Kim immediately recognized this quality in her slave, encouraging it and using it to ensnare the driven man into servitude.

The kneeling man kissed the sole of her foot, sucking a bit as he went, massaging her with his tongue, falling further into a haze of subspace with each touch of his lips. Each new touch of his lips sent shivers throughout his body, excited by the scenario, embracing the need to serve this magnificent woman. After roughly fifteen minutes of service, Kim spoke.

"You are doing a splendid job, pet, but now, as you worship my feet, I want you to stroke yourself. Understand, my pleasure is your pleasure, but I also want you to edge yourself. DO NOT CUM!!!!!, my darling, as you will incur a beating for that indiscretion that you cannot imagine. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Goddess Kim."

"Good pet, resume your worship of my feet. And stroke that nice, fat cock as well."

Scott continued to worship his Asian Goddess' feet, meticulously kissing, sucking, tonguing between her toes, sucking each one methodically, taking care to cover every inch of her feet. And all the while he was stroking his thick cock.

"Mmmmmmm, very nice my dear, very nice. So attentive, aren't you?"

Pulling off of the object of his immediate desire, "Yes, Goddess..." barely escaped his mouth when Kim thrust her foot back insistently.

"A muffled grunt will do next time, pet. I don't want to deprive you of your worship. Now back to it," she directed with an uncharacteristic excitement.

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Although this was the third submissive she was training, it was her first male and the differences between males and females were striking. Charlotte and Melody were more byproducts of seduction than pushing them to submit. Each submissive woman were sexual conquests whose submissive desires were quite apparent to Kim from the onset. So, the conquest of each female was seamless and merely a progression of subtle steps.

Scott, on the other hand, came to Kim as a somewhat trained submissive. But, his training would continue to entail a much stronger hand, including denial, beatings, and constant reinforcement of his lower status. Without the more sadistic teachings, Kim knew that the virile young man's natural assertive instincts would surface and squash the more latent, but quite strong submissive needs.

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In an attempt to avoid an orgasm, Scott focused on the task at hand. Each touch of his lips to her beautiful feet made him more desirous to perform, consumed with each crevice of her foot, the smooth curvature of her instep, the painted and shiny toenails, and the slightly rough soles sent his mind into a frenzied need to devour every inch of her that he was allowed to experience.

Without thought, the engaged young man would stop stroking his thick meat any time he was close to orgasm. The interruption of his self-pleasure had no impact on his continued service of his Asian owner's feet. Her pleasure, her needs, and her desires were first and foremost.

The sense of service only worked to excite the young man more. With each small coo, little moan of approval, or sweet sigh, Scott's satisfaction in pleasing increased. After two hours of continued self-edging of his thick meat and oral service to her feet, Kim stopped the eager submissive.

"Well done, pet. I am very pleased with your efforts. You certainly have garnered yourself a reward."

Kim pushed her chair away from her desk, looking down at the subservient male on all fours, smiling, "Pet, give me a hand and put my slippers back on."

Scott did so immediately and then followed his Goddess as she stood up and beckoned him with a look over her shoulder and a tug of his leash. Scott was unceremoniously handed off to Charlotte in the kitchen. She led him to the basement. Kim joined them a few minutes later, having changed into a short denim skirt and leather corset that had crossed laces running up the entirety of the front. As always, her look was captivating, revealing her tight abs and pert breasts encased beautifully in black leather..

While Kim was changing, Charlotte had placed a leather choke collar around Scott's neck as well as securing his arms behind his back. The submissive thought it odd that he now wore two collars, but his curiosity would soon be extinguished and answers given.

"Whose ass is this?" an energized Charlotte asked as she grasped his ass with one hand, while guiding him to his knees in front of Kim.

"Yours Mistress Charlotte."

"Whose pussy do you serve?"

"Yours Goddess Kim."

The two Dommes' satisfied eyes stared at one another in triumphant zeal. There was no longer hesitation in his answers. The reluctance that the young man had clung to had vanished.