Coming on Board
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Coming on Board

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Chapter 2. Coming On Board

That same afternoon, after pleasuring herself with me -- and me with herself -- in the training room, Myrna took me to her office to explain the business that we were launching, and the role she saw for me. The first point she made clear was that although my contract would be with Keyholders, it would specify a probationary position of six months duration with the new company, LifeMates, under herself as its president and CEO. On successful completion of that probation, I would be collared by Mistress Myrna as her full-time life partner and personal assistant. We would then run this company together.

The premise of LifeMates' business plan was that executives and senior people in every field were desperately overloaded and in need of assistance that only trusted intimates could provide. In effect, these assistants had to share their superior's lives and be their

alter egos

-- meeting the same people, breathing the same air in conference rooms, eating the same food at social functions and (why not?) sleeping in the same bed for stress relief and relaxation. Of necessity, such relationships would be a kind of marriage: a D/s marriage built around our clients' demanding careers, with or without the D/s sex games and paraphernalia. As in a marriage, the couple would succeed or fail, rise or fall together. They would need to satisfy each other's needs for close companionship and sex (if they wanted some), because, typically, they would have little time for much else. LifeMates would make its profit by promoting such relationships and helping them to work as expected.

One large part of my job would be to travel and socialize with Myrna in demonstrating and marketing our services, modeling the submissive role in such relationships while she modeled the Dominant. In effect, I was to be a shining example of the product that LifeMates hoped to sell. I would also be responsible for recruiting and training aspiring submissives of both sexes to prepare for roles with client Dominants (trained by Myrna) who wanted assistance of this kind. In due course, as the operation grew, Myrna and I would be training trainers rather than customers and their prospective assistants, but the work would be essentially the same. The trainers whether of Dominants or subs would need to know their roles to perfection, and we would need to prepare and supervise them.

* * * * *

In her business plan, Myrna had needed names for the two roles in a lifemate relationship. I was becoming Myrna's 'sidekick' or 'proxy' while Myrna was my 'Primary' or 'Alpha.' Up till now, Myrna had been imagining these roles, but Myrna and I would now be inventing them on the fly as we tried to live them. The Alpha/proxy relationship would differ from conventional D/s in that the proxy, though obedient and respectful to the Alpha was not imagined as a slave, or bed-pet (though he or she might play those roles for pleasure), but as a full, though submissively obedient, partner. It would be like a marriage in many ways, except that its power dynamic would be agreed and understood up front, and could go either way. The woman would not necessarily obey her man (as per the Biblical injunctions), nor would their decisions be negotiated or fought out case-by-case as in most modern marriages. Instead, the submissive party would typically have a delegated sphere of autonomy and responsibility with the understanding that significant issues would be discussed and taken jointly, with the Alpha having the final word.

Few actual marriages achieve the standard of intimacy and shared competence that Mistress Myrna had in mind.

To the extent possible, my job would be to merge with Myrna -- become like a second eye and hand and leg to her -- but without losing my own individuality. For what Myrna wanted from her proxy -- what our future clients would learn to expect and receive from theirs -- would be a complementary person -- autonomous, though always respectful and submissive. A second eye is useful precisely because it gives a

different

picture than the first, though sharing the same object of attention. The double vision adds a dimension to the visual field, which allows the person to see in depth. Similarly, a second hand allows us to hold something while we work on it with the first. A second leg allows both legs, and the body above them, to walk in a chosen direction. In such ways, the submissive lifemate should be far more useful than an obedient slave. He or she adds a second temperament, skill set and perspective to the primary's, while never pulling in a different direction. Of course, all this was just an ideal, but an ideal we would make real to the extent possible.

While serving her in this submissive role, Myrna told me, I would have two areas of primary responsibility: In effect, as LifeMates grew, I would become its vice-president in charge of training and recruitment of qualified submissives to clients in need of same. Myrna would find the clients, and we would collaborate on matching and support. I would also have primary responsibility for the production of our written materials: articles and press releases, and -- as soon as possible -- a publishable handbook on the theory and practices of lifemate relationships. Of course, Myrna would review my work and have me make whatever changes, but the initial versions of all our training materials, magazine articles and press releases would be my responsibility.

It would indeed be an absorbing and demanding job, drawing on themes from my own life. I could see why Charles had passed my file to Myrna, and why she had hired me. Our common love of that Donne poem made it clear. The lifemate relationship as we proposed to model, teach and sell it, was just such an affair of 'twin compasses' and unequally shared responsibilities, in which one 'foot' establishes goals and holds a centre while the other runs around, doing much of the actual work.

As for remuneration, she told me, I would be paid the same as she was, and in the same way, after the initial probation period, once I was fully installed. "Except for pocket money which you will draw from salary as needed (and as I or the KI Finance Officer approve), we'll share the same room and board. Travel expenses will be approved and reimbursed. Most of your salary will go into a savings account, or into a managed investment fund of your choice. When we retire, we will both be fairly rich, with plenty of money for a comfortable old age whether or not we stay together."

When I protested that as my boss she should be paid more than I was, Myra explained to me why equal remuneration was necessary. "First, you will be giving yourself to the company just as I am." Outside of work activities and our relationship, you will have almost no other life. You will not have time for one. Second, it is necessary for us to model the relationship that we're proposing to teach others. You will be my subordinate and submissive, but not my inferior. We will plan together, and then you will mainly execute (under my review, but at your discretion) what we jointly decide. I will approve your budget and expenses, but you will spend it. Neither of us will actually need much money for ourselves, as we'll be living very well, with the company paying most of our expenses.

"But you will be Mistress," I objected. "I will be under you and junior to you."

"You will be under me," Myrna replied, "but not inferior. In all we do, we will participate together in our different roles. It's true that I came to work for KI and LifeMates long before you did, and that I will have to teach and train you to function at the level we will need. But accepting you as my equal is my gift to you, while competent obedience is your gift to me. Your duty is to be worthy of my gift; mine is to be worthy of yours. Is one less valuable than the other? We're going to be telling our clients that they are two sides of the same coin. They will do want they want, of course, but we'll be recommending this same arrangement."

And so I gave KI the coordinates of my savings account checked a couple of times to see what funds were going in and then forgot about it. The Company accountants filed and paid my taxes, gave me room and board and pocket money, and took care of all my expenses. The rest of my salary and bonuses went automatically into personal investment accounts set up and managed for me by expert money-people. Along with Mynra, as LifeMates prospered, we became effectively wealthy without having to think about our personal assets at any time.

She went on, "There are things you need to know before you accept this job offer. Our D/s relationship will be shaped and constrained by several factors: by the requirements of the LifeMates business, by my position with Keyholders, and by some other commitments. You need to be aware of these constraints, and must agree to abide by them, irksome as they may sometimes be. I must be confident that you can handle them before I can make our relationship permanent. That's mostly what the probationary period is for."

"Mistress," I replied "as your submissive, I will do my best. That's all I can promise until I know more."

"Fair enough," she replied. Just promise that if something comes up that you have a problem with, you will let me know at once.

"That I can promise, Mistress"

"Very well. Here's what I can tell you:"

"The main thing you already know: that we are both working for Keyholders Inc. Just as you will take orders from me, I must sometimes take orders from Mistress Amanda, the founder of KI and LifeMates' controlling shareholder. On occasion, I must also consider the wishes and opinions of Charles Thorncliffe, our contract officer. though he doesn't actually boss me. In status, I am his superior, but he does not report to me, and I can't give him orders. His opinions and wishes are important to us because if he and I have a disagreement that we can't settle between ourselves, Mistress Amanda, the founder and CEO of KI (whom you will meet) will have to call it. Then we may find ourselves bound by her choices against our own desires and judgment. So I must always take Thorncliffe's views into account when I make my own decisions. Is that clear enough?"

"Indeed, yes, Mistress," I answer her. "I've worked in a corporate environment before. I understand chains of command and corporate politics."

"I know you've worked in that environment. That was one of the points Charles Thorncliffe noted on your resume, and why he brought your file to my attention. You were a valuable discovery, by the way. It wasn't easy to find a trained, experienced bisexual submissive with an MBA and some experience working at senior level in a large corporation (which is what KI has become). Still it's only fair to warn you that as my personal assistant, you will need to handle yourself like a senior executive with clients, subs and the general public, which, at the end of the day, is what I am."

"Understood, Mistress. Thank you."

"OK. There's more. At home, you will obey and serve Bernice as you would me. That includes sexual services as and when she desires them unless they conflict with some specific task or commitment to me. She is herself a Mistress, but you will address her as 'Ma'am' because I am the only Mistress you can have. She reports to me here but is my equal in status at Keyholders. In this house, her wishes are my own. Those are the terms of my arrangement with her."

"May I ask why, Mistress?"

"Yes you may, Richard. As someone who will function as my

alter ego

, you may always ask. You don't need to ask permission. To the extent possible, I will expect you to know what I know and, when there is no chance to ask me, to do what you think I would want. You are to ask anything you feel you need to know about me and our affairs; there are very few questions I will decline to answer."

"The answer about Bernice, is that she's a retired, professional Domme, formerly Mistress Amanda's protege, who used to run the best commercial dungeon in Montreal. She felt it was time for her to retire from that, but came to work for us on the understanding that we will let her run the private dungeon in our basement and let her play sometimes with my 'toys,' both male and female. She considers you such a toy. I will be embarrassed and displeased if you show reluctance to let her play with you."

"But there is another reason. I want her to teach you to function as a Dom when the need arises. Just as I am a Domme who is also submissive to Mistress Amanda, the founder and CEO of KI, so you will be a submissive who is also Dom to the young men and women you'll be helping to train. I will assign you to work with Bernice on a regular basis, and that will entail letting her have her way with you. If you please her ungrudgingly, there is much that she can give you by way of instruction and experience." Feel free to pleasure her and enjoy her favours. I will not be angry or jealous.

"I understand, Mistress. No, it will not be a problem for me to let Mistress Bernice top me and use me from time to time. I look forward to learning what she can teach."

"Good."

"Just one more thing. You will find yourself having to share my time and attention more often than either of us might wish. As my personal assistant, you will be my dearest and most influential sub and keyheld, but not my only one. In fact, you'll be the last in line, barring emergencies, when I am training others. Can you accept that I will have other commitments, often before my commitment to you. Can you handle that without becoming sullen or impatient? Can you be confident that you are dear to me, even when I am occupied and neglect you or when I assign your tending to Mistress Bernice, or perhaps some other Master or Mistress?"

"I believe so, Mistress. Whatever doubts or anxieties I may feel, I promise not to burden you with them before we have time to talk. Then I will be as open with you as I can."

"That's what I want, my dear. And I promise to be open with you."

"By the way. Something I forgot to ask you. Your application said that you are bisexual, but what exactly does that mean? I have a reason for asking. Guido Morelli, whom you met today is gay, and hoping to be matched as a househusband, business assistant and bed-pet to an Alpha male. I'd like you to be a stand-in for that guy. That will give you some practice as a Dom. It will give him some more practice at serving a Dom (though he seems to have had plenty before he came to us). And it will give us a better chance to evaluate his sexual personality and proclivities."

"And it will give me more gay experience than I've had to-date," I told her. "The answer to your question is that I've been topped by gay men a couple of times and I have close friend who's gay. But my homosexual credentials are pretty limited. I can tell you right now that Guido is the real thing at that persuasion, where I've just been a visitor."

"But you're willing to work with him? I'd like to be sure he can deep throat, for example. Bernice has already tested him with a dildo. She says he took it just fine, but that's not the same as giving oral pleasure to a real cock."

"Oh yes. I'll work with him -- though I know I'll learn more doing it than he will. But I'll be able to tell you how well he does."

"That's great," Myrna said. "You'll get the practice at being a Dom. That alone will make it worthwhile."

"Now, come with me, I'll show you to your room." She led me to the elevator, took me up to the second floor, and opened the door to an ample space, not huge but quite sufficient with a queen-size bed, a dresser and walk-in closet, and also a comfortable reading chair: a La-Z-Boy recliner with a reading lamp. There was a second, guest armchair as well.

We sat there and talked through the evening. At 10 o'clock, Myrna said, "It's time for bed. We set alarm clocks for 6:30 usually, to get in a workout before breakfast which is served at 8:00. Meet me in the training room at 6:45. I'll take you down to the gym in our basement, and get you started on the equipment."

"Sleep well, and don't play with yourself. Your sex belongs to me now. You'll be getting your cage tomorrow but, until then, I expect some self-control."

She left me. I brushed my teeth in the little washroom (already stocked with everything it needed), set the alarm clock as instructed, and got into bed. It was a new bed, in a new home in a new life; and it took me awhile to fall asleep. I felt horny again, but did not masturbate. I knew I would be asked if I had, and could not start off this new relationship with a lie.

* * * * *

Lying awake, I decided to keep my old apartment for awhile. Its lease would expire shortly after my probation with KI came to an end, and I thought it would be wise to hang on to it, until I knew I'd be a permanent employee. That meant I only needed to move my clothing, laptop (for any files I preferred to keep private), and a box of books I'd want. Nothing need be done yet about the cheap furniture, the remaining books or my few keepsakes.

A few days later, after the small move, I asked Myrna what to do about my car -- whether to sell it or donate it to LifeMates for our joint use. She suggested selling, pointing out that the house had no garage, and that she had always found it cheaper and less of a hassle to rent or take cabs when we needed to than to keep a car on the road in Montreal.

* * * * *

Bernice de la Roque, Myrna's managing housekeeper, was a third resident at the Westmount house, and there were two resident trainees who would now be partly my responsibility, in ways yet to be discussed, when they were not training and serving under Bernice or Myrna: There was Guido Morelli whom I had just met, and a fourth named Petra Wilkes, on holiday at the moment, who served as Myrna's office manager and secretary. Other resources could be borrowed as needed from the KI office downtown at Victoria Square. The idea was that Myrna's operation was to work closely with KI headquarters, but remain autonomous and independent.

* * * * *

Next morning, when my alarm went off, I woke quickly but then dawdled in bed for a few minutes, and had to scramble to get to the training room on time. Myrna and Bernice were already there; and there were coffee and croissants served in the kitchen, laid out by Guido who was up half an hour before everyone else.

First, we drank and nibbled to wake up. Then Myrna led me to the elevator, and pushed the button that would take us below ground -- to the lowest part of the house, where there was a gym with a washroom and showers, a laundry room, and small sleeping cells for up to four trainee-servants. There was also a well-equipped dungeon, the domain of Mistress Bernice, that we would visit later. After the tour, we worked out in the gym for almost an hour, with Myrna leading me through the balanced program of exercise which was to be our morning routine. At last, we showered and went to a hearty buffet breakfast prepared by Guido while we had been training.

The two women were casually dressed. Guido was nude with his cock cage, as he had been yesterday. I was completely nude after my shower. Bernice stroked my shaft which stiffened quickly. "After we eat, we get this taken care of," she purred.

After breakfast, Guido got busy doing house work while Bernice and Myrna took me down to the basement again -- this time to the dungeon for my cock cage. They made a game of it. First, I was made to kneel before them and masturbate for their viewing pleasure (as Myrna put it) while they gave instructions and distracted me with comments.

Bernice said, "I love to watch guys jerking off. It shows me why untrained men are such lousy lovers: too intent on cumming to really enjoy what they are doing, let alone please their partners."

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