Learning to Serve: Collaring

It has been some time since I wrote, and I apologize, but I believe that my schedule is a bit more regular, which will enable me to give the proper time to this series and others, both published and in the works. As always, all characters are 18 in this fictional tale of fantasy. If any of the characters reflect a person in real life, then it is merely coincidence and not based on a person I may know or have encountered.

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The beads of perspiration that glistened on the strikingly beautiful Asian woman's face was only eclipsed by the arousal in her dark eyes as the riding crop completed the last of forty strokes. With her chest heaving and pussy dripping, the aroused Domme stared quizzically at the beaten figure before her. Scott, her newest conquest, continued to grasp the cuffs that hung above him after stoically taking his punishment for not asking permission to taste his owner. Between each lash, Kim explained his indiscretions. He had taken it upon himself to enjoy the delight of her sweet musk, serving selfish impulses instead of asking permission. Remarkably, he received his punishment with no need for the restraints to be secured. Scott presented himself for punishment by immediately grasping the cuffs dangling from above, silently summoning his owner to deftly paint his body with welts.

Kim stared excitedly, amazed by his endurance. She even tickled her sadistic fancy, having doubled the initial twenty lashes when Scott did not emit the anticipated cries and pleas for her to have mercy. No other underling had endured so much in so little time without being diminished to a blubbering, pathetic shell of himself or herself. Yet, this one, her newest pet, proved to be resolved in will, broken to a point, but steadfast in his need to remain composed. Scott possessed an inner strength that most Dominants would try to break, but Kim had recognized this trait during their initial encounter at Joan's and she chose to go about bending it to her will ever since, ensuring not to break the strong young man totally. After all, Kim did not want anything less than a strong man, well endowed, muscled, confident, and hopelessly indentured to her.

"Charlotte, tend to our slave's lashes, and then both of you report to my bedroom."

"Yes, Mistress," responded the lithe and beautiful brunette switch.

Witnessing her lover and domme administer the sadistic and calculated onslaught, Charlotte's panties were saturated. She was equally as amazed as Charlotte with Scott's stoic demeanor and discipline. Tears streamed down his cheeks, yet Scott remained standing, clutching the dangling cuffs above him, as if frozen to them even though the weight of his body pulled at his straining shoulder muscles. Fixed in his vulnerable position, his battered flesh involuntarily spasmed, throbbed, and pulsed as blood rushed to the welts from Kim's measured beating.

Scott winced as Charlotte faced him and reached her arms around his torso up under his arms. She gently eased the strain on his shoulders as his chest fell upon her shoulders, with his face landing in the crux of her neck, inhaling the sweet smell of her hair. Charlotte had braced herself, absorbing the bulk of the beaten man's upper body as his hands finally released their grip on the cuffs above, collapsing on the beautiful Domme in training. The excited brunette guided the battered well muscled man to sit on the edge of the bed, relieving most of the pressure on his legs. Charlotte attempted to pull away, but Scott instinctively clutched her tighter, finally breaking down in heaving sobs, his face burrowed into her neck, grasping tightly in a vain attempt to find solace in the beautiful and toned woman's arms.

Charlotte stroked the young man's hair, kissing the top of his head, hugging him back firmly and rocking with him as if he was a newborn. Their embrace lasted for a few minutes as Scott found a newfound comfort in the brunette Domme's reassuring touch. Scott's crying abated and Charlotte was finally able to guide his weight off of her upper body. Brushing the dampened hair from his eyes, Charlotte smiled broadly, tenderly kissed the tears off of each cheek and then kissed the submissive passionately. Her gentle touch and the scent of her arousal pacified Scott. As their tongues exchanged a passion of sorts, a familiar warmth grew inside of Scott. The gentle touch, arousing smell of her excited sex, and the electric feeling of her body energized the nearly broken man.

After a few moments, Charlotte reassuringly guided him off the dungeon bed and up the stairs to her bedroom. Ironically, it was the first time Scott had been in her modest, but tastefully decorated room, highlighted by a wrought iron king sized bed. Charlotte directed her submissive to kneel on the plush carpet as she ran a warm oatmeal and epsom salt bath in the oversized claw foot tub in her en suite. The tub was double the size of a normal tub, complete with a 3/4 surround, where scented candles, vases of flowers and various essential oils held residence.

Once the tub was filled, the sensual and lithe brunette unzipped her corset, shed her stockings and stood before the kneeling man.

"Let's get you cleaned up, shall we?" she said with a wide grin, extending her hand to help the compliant submissive up.

Charlotte led Scott to the tub, sliding in first and then guiding him to sit between her spread legs so that his back rested on her firm breasts with the hard eraser tipped nipples.

Charlotte had never been so gentle and loving with Scott as she delicately wiped the beaten man's wounds on his shoulders, back, and arms. She kissed his body, letting her full lips linger a bit over his body in a mutual enjoyment reserved for lovers rather than submissive and Domme. Partially based on Kim's instructions and partly out of a new instinct, the brunette beauty relished the feel of the young man's hardened body, albeit beaten and in need of soothing.

Feelings stirred deep inside of both of them. Scott felt himself falling further into the comfort of submission as Charlotte's soothing caresses and pleasant scent helped to relax Scott, placing him in limbo, halfway between consciousness and sleep. For her part, the aspiring dominatrix appreciated her superior position, but also the unfamiliar excitement from touching a male body sent ripples of pleasure throughout her body.

Charlotte gently removed herself from behind Scott, guiding him until his back rested against the tub. The aspiring Domme moved quickly, kneeling between the sub's legs, addressing the various welts in much the same way she attended to his backside. Her application of a salve, followed by soft caresses of her lips sent a buzzing sensation through both of them.

Scott lay back, intermittent moans of relief escaped his lungs as he reveled in the aftercare being administered by a woman that he only knew until then to be cruel and calculating. Again, Charlotte followed her mentor's instructions exactly, and continued to treat his wounds, following with lingering caresses of her lips.

Remarkably, Charlotte began to feel a warmth for this man that she had never encountered for any other male. As she spread salve on the numerous welts criss crossing his body, she intermittently kissed his muscled physique, completely enamored by the discipline and toughness that her subordinate demonstrated.

The beautiful brunette preferred women, but now realized why Mistress Kim was so insistent in training Scott. Although his outward persona was of a stereotypical jock, there was more to him. He possessed a beautifully muscled body, a long, thick cock, and was very good looking, but it was his presence, even in the role as a submissive that struck the aspiring Domme. He was strong yet loyal and serviceable, which spoke deeply about the depth of him as a person and the potential as a long time fixture in the "family."

When Charlotte finished attending to the welts on Scott's body, she took both his cheeks in her hands and stared into his eyes, her brilliantly deep pools of brown melted Scott's little resolve when she stated, "I am so very proud of you Scott. You are an amazing man and submissive. I look forward to building a bond with you that will last forever."

Charlotte kissed him deeply and simultaneously mounted his extremely hard cock. Sliding down his shaft, the two moaned into each other's mouths, never breaking the kiss, but embracing each other more firmly as Scott instinctively grabbed the beautiful woman's hips, holding her down on his hardened manhood.

When Charlotte ground her pussy on his pole, an extended, "MMMMMMMMMMMM" escaped her depths as her stimulated G-spot sent shudders throughout her body. No man had made her feel this way before, which confused the young dominatrix.

Her first and only love was Mistress Kim, her mentor, her lover, the person who took her innocence, led her out of the darkness and into the light, the one who tutored her on all things sexual. Now, the sensual brunette felt an unfamiliar stirring inside of her caused by this man. But, this man was different and his rigid, warm, and pliable cock felt alive in her, connecting the two in a way they never had been before.

Breaking their impassioned kiss, Charlotte pulled back, exposing her tight body, her perfect B cup breasts framed by the strands of milk chocolate hair. The aroused woman placed her hands on Scott's wrists and firmly guided them to her pointed nipples, never breaking eye contact with the enthralled man.

Scott's overworked mind was melting as he felt the tight hold of his captor's pussy grip him as she began to ride about half the length of his cock. Still in a dazed state, he heard the unmistakable sound of a man moaning in an ecstatically breathless fashion.

Charlotte continued to ride her favorite new toy as she leaned in with another impassioned kiss. The moaning ceased and then began again as he watched her supple lips leave his. Only this time the moaning was more pronounced and louder, prompting the brunette beauty riding his full shaft to smile and caress his cheek.

"That's it baby, yes, feel my pussy take your cock. YES, YES, lover, your cock feels so good inside of me. Let it all out, let Charlotte know how much you love her pussy. Cum for me baby, cum deep inside my pussy. Give me your cum."

On the brink of orgasm herself, Charlotte continued her monologue, coaxing Scott to a greater height than he had ever been. With her hands pressing down on his shoulders, riding his cock at a fervent pace, Charlotte continued to whisper encouragement and praise into the wailing man's ear, until...

"UUUUUUHHHH, UUUUHHHHHHH, UUUUUUHHHH, OOOOHHHH, OHHHHH, FUUUCCKKK! FUCK, FUCK, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Scott experienced one of the most powerful orgasms of his life, driving his hips up into the gorgeous body of this seductress. Her pussy milking his balls of seed as she nestled her head in his shoulder, groaning in impassioned heat, squirting her juices all over his turgid manhood, cumming with her lover, squirting more juice on his cock with each thrust of their bodies.

The electricity between the two of them was something neither expected as they slowly came down from their ecstatic highs, panting into the neck of the other, a tingling sensation pulsing throughout each of them. It was unchartered territory to the self proclaimed lesbian and equally as terrifying to Scott as he tried to comprehend the depth of his emotions at the moment.

Charlotte was the first to compose herself, although a struggle, and she conveniently avoided the swell of emotions by slipping back into Domme mode.

"MMMMMM, that was very nice, my pet. You have a fine cock and sexy body. It will no doubt serve you well in your service to me and Goddess Kim."

And with those defining lines, the young Dominant pulled off the finely muscled man's half erect cock and moved to the edge of the tub, straddling his face so that he could clean her properly.

The anticipation of tasting the young beauty's cum filled pussy overwhelmed Scott, his submissive desires greater than he had ever experienced, wanting nothing more than to taste the mixture of their lust on his lips, cleaning her in an act of lust and submission that punctuated his need to be underneath a woman.

Conversely, as Charlotte enjoyed Scott's oral servitude, the confused woman consoled herself with the knowledge that she could assess these foreign feelings with the guidance of her first love, Kim. But for now, she needed to table her emotions and proceed with the plan.

The kind words, soft touch, and engaging taste of their mixed juices was comforting; yet, Scott was still at a loss, not entirely sure why Kim reacted in the manner that she did. So, as Charlotte was lifting her sweet pussy off of his spoiled face, enjoying the remnants of another moderate and relaxing orgasm, Scott addressed the brunette beauty.

"Miss Charlotte, may I speak openly?" Scott asked, barely audible.

With her back turned to Scott, Charlotte smiled broadly. "How the hell did Kim know? Damn, she was right, as always," the brunette apprentice thought to herself.

Kim predicted that Scott would seek additional clarity from the lovely brunette. Charlotte had not been welcoming or comforting to the addition of this man since Kim had taken the submissive in training, trading him for a partially trained female sub. Now, as directed, Charlotte had assumed the role of good cop after Kim flipped from good Domme to sadistic Domme, having Charlotte move from uncaring sadist to passionate lover. It was all going as planned, just as Kim had said.

But why would Charlotte doubt Kim Liu? The Liu surname came from Chinese emperors of the Han dynasty and there was no doubt that although Kim did not kill and destroy as her surname implied, she did take what she wanted and claimed the things and people she desired as her own.

Charlotte was one of Kim's first full time conquests. As a young, naive intern, "lucky enough" to secure a position at Kim's consulting company as a personal assistant to Kim Liu herself, the beautiful young brunette's fate was sealed before she had a chance to realize what had happened. Within six months, Kim's personal assistant had moved into the President/CEO's Victorian home to serve her in any capacity her Mistress/Boss/Lover deemed necessary. Charlotte had no chance at resistance as the lovely Asian temptress seduced and shaped the pliable and eager woman, preying on the deep seeded insecurities of the beautiful, intelligent and uncertain young woman.

As Kim's company continued to grow, she would have more public demands upon her. So, in order to continue with her private plans, the sensual Asian Domme was training her submissive cunt worshipper to be a switch so that she could handle more of the domestic requirements that would come about with adding to the stable of submissives that were sure to come. Scott was the first male and Kim was mentoring Charlotte in the ways of manipulation, dominance, and discipline.

Shaking herself from her revelry, Charlotte once again kissed Scott deeply. "Yes, my dear, speak freely. I want you to be able to rely on me for guidance and assistance."

"Th.. Tha.. Thank You Miss Charlotte, uhhh, ummm, it is just that, well..." stuttering, Scott broke off, unable to speak clearly, suddenly shaken again when remembering the abruptness of his Mistress, shaken by her sudden sadism.

Stroking his hair, still staring deep into Scott's eyes, reassuring the shaken man, Charlotte consoled him. "Relax, lover, relax. It's okay. Let Miss Charlotte ease your mind. Speak to me about what's bothering you."

Kim had instructed Charlotte on just how to handle the fragile submissive, noting that he would be confused, shaken, and probably more upset than he will show. But it was imperative that Charlotte assume the reassuring, supportive Domme role now, letting Kim assume the demanding, assertive Mistress. Not only would the switch of the Dommes' attitudes confuse the sub, but it would also strengthen the growing bond between Charlotte and him, especially after the surprising love making they had both shared.

"This is all still very confusing to you, which makes sense. I have been where you are at, as I was eighteen when I was granted the privilege to serve our beautiful Goddess. But, you don't realize that you broke the most important rule."

Although pacified, Scott's apprehensive look was expected and Charlotte continued. Taking both of his hands in hers, speaking to him like a friend, peer, and understanding lover, she explained his missteps.

"You were told to worship our Mistress's feet, correct?"

"Well, Yes, yes, that is what I did, I worshipped her feet. I would every day, I love her feet, all I need is her..."

Charlotte cut Scott off, "But is that all you did?"

"Well, no, not, well, no, I thought, uhhhhhhh, she was responding to my mouth, so, so, so I continued up her legs, kissing, worshipping, paying homage to her beauty and essence."

"Hmmmm, OKAY," Charlotte let the man explain his way down the same ill taken path.

"And?"

"Well, uhhh, ummm, you know. COME ON, YOU KNOW! I got close to her beautiful pussy, and she smelled so good. You know, her scent is overwhelming, and, well, she was liking it, her hips moving, so...."

Again, Charlotte interrupted. "Did she direct you to touch her pussy?"

"No, but..."

"Then you shouldn't have. PERIOD!"

Scott momentarily froze, stuck in thought, grasping for a rationale that would fit his means.

"But, I pleasured her, I made her orgasm. I wanted to please my Mistress."

Charlotte paused, letting Scott's final statement hang in the air. As Scott tried to defend himself more, Miss Charlotte brought her finger to her lips, indicating he should not speak. Scott dutifully quieted.

After a few more moments of silence, Charlotte's piercing, deep brown eyes met him as she explained the scenario and simple rules.

"You have been more fortunate than any other man when it comes to our Goddess Kim. She has shared her body with you as a lover would, but you mistake her compassion and appreciation of your fine cock. You are first and foremost a submissive and you are here to serve us. You say that you were serving and you are correct. But, you were serving your own impulses and desires. You tasted your Superior's beautiful essence because it was your need and not a need for you to serve. If so, you would have asked permission."

With head lowering, eyes to the floor, Scott meekly replied, "Yes, Miss Charlotte."

"You were disciplined for a selfish act, one that served your needs and not in deference to entirely submitting to your owner. Such acts will always be treated with severity. You are lucky that Mistress Kim has a soft spot for you or the consequences could have been much more severe."

"Yes, Miss Charlotte. Thank you Miss Charlotte for instructing me."

Although still disillusioned and confused, Scott was truly appreciative of Charlotte's counsel. He was compliant, moving his body to help Charlotte as she plugged, gagged, collared and placed alligator clamps on his nipples. Once the submissive was prepared, the pair walked up the two flights of stairs to Kim's bedroom.

Charlotte knocked on the door, entering when beckoned, kneeling down at the foot of the bed with Scott in deference to their Goddess.

Kim stayed sprawled out on the bed, back up against the headboard, legs spread, her luscious pussy leaking her juices slowly over the vibrator she had been edging herself with for the past half an hour.

"Charlotte, have our submissive kneel in Nadu position, and then my pussy needs your attention."

"Yes, Mistress."

Scott took his position, Charlotte joined her lover on the bed, zeroing directly in on the juicy pussy before her. Without hesitation, she placed her hand on Kim's, guided the vibrator out of her glorious hole, replacing the phallus with her stiffened tongue.

With his head bowed, Scott could only listen to the sounds of Charlotte's tongue lapping at Kim's musky pussy, the same pussy he was eating a few hours ago. But now, the Sapphic love shared between the two women was tangible. The submissive man felt the rhythm of their bodies as Charlotte worked her well informed and expert tongue up and down the Asian Domme's sweet pussy, flowing freely with juices. Charlotte revelled in the supremely satisfying taste of her first true love. Kim's third orgasm was her most intense one. She pulled Charlotte's head in with both hands, smashing her pussy against the brunette's face, grinding her clit on her lover's stiffened tongue.

"UUUUHHHH, UUUUHHHHH, UUUUUHHHHH, FUUUUCCCCKKK! YES! YES! YES! MY LOVE, YESSSSSSS! Uhhhhh, fuuuucccckkkkk, your tongue is delicious my sweet. Oh, yes, LOVER! YESSSSSS!."

Those simple words shifted the dynamic, Charlotte's status elevated. The submissive became a lover and fellow dominant who would remain beneath Kim, but above all others. The two beauties enjoyed each other's bodies for a few hours, fading off to sleep in between orgasms, only to have one dark haired beauty awaken and eat the other to another orgasm. Once the two were fully sated, they rose from bed, cleaned each other in the shower, and then dressed for the ceremony.

All the while, Scott had kneeled there. He dared not move at first out of obedience and now his body was hardened to this position, as if his muscles were fighting to stay this way, not to freely move but remain constricted.

Both women exited the walk-in closet dressed in leather. Their Asian Goddess was adorned in all black, with a leather buckled bustier on her top half with leather thigh high boots adorning her legs. Peering from the side of his eyes, Scott caught a glimpse of her captivating beauty, a pang deep inside his stomach as his heart raced. Kim ignored the submissive as she directed Charlotte to be downstairs in five minutes.

Scott felt the warmth of Charlotte's arms and hands as she leaned over, pressing her leather encased body against his back. Placing her arms under his, hands gripping his chest, she slowly guided him to a more erect position. Then, from resting on his knees, she helped pull him to his feet, holding him closely, Scott inhaling deeply the lavender scent in her hair as he momentarily steadied himself.

Charlotte comforted Scott again, "There now, my sweet, take your time and steady yourself. You are almost there. I know deep in my heart that you are the right man for us. You are strong, intelligent, bold, yet know that your unwavering service to our Goddess and me is your true calling."

Giving Scott a firm hug, she kissed his cheek, letting her lips linger a bit to emphasize her new found appreciation for this man. After steadying himself, the submissive clearly saw the stunning beauty next to him. She was dressed in a clear baby blue corset with black trim that zipped up the front. This, coupled with thigh high frilly black stockings and three inch heels completed the outfit, defining Charlotte's role for the evening as apprentice Domme.

Kim was sitting on her ornate chair, legs crossed, riding crop symbolically in hand, resting on the arm of the chair. Charlotte guided Scott to about a foot in front of the gorgeous woman, placing slight pressure on his shoulder as he glided to the ground in front of his Domme. Then, to his surprise, everything was removed from his body, plug removed, collar removed, nipple clamps removed, so that he knelt there as naked as the day he was born. A fresh, unencumbered young man, overwhelmed with the thought that he was making the biggest decision of his life. Was he truly going to pledge himself wholeheartedly and completely to this Asian beauty and her brunette lover? But, the answer to that question had been solidified in the bath tub, all doubt being removed by the lasting effects of the exquisite woman he had made love to.

Scott's heavy chest barely contained his pounding heart as parts of his body involuntarily twitched and shook. Each second of silence felt like hours feeding the submissive man's desire to give himself fully.

"SLAVE! Look at me."

Scott's head rose to fully comprehend the beautiful women before him. He was struck by his beautiful Mistress, elegant yet forceful, beautiful yet menacing, sophisticated yet insightfully sadistic.

The enthralling woman was leaning forward, with both hands cupping a velvet pillow. On the pillow was a thin sterling silver eternity collar with a removable O ring.

"Slave, do you pledge yourself to me, your one and true Goddess as well as my lover, Miss Charlotte, forsaking all others?"

The training the two women had put Scott through was highly effective. Although nervous, once the kneeling man looked deep into Mistress Kim's eyes, he was compelled to utter, "I do."

"NO, NO, that will not do my little submissive pet. If you want to truly commit to me, then you MUST verbalize your commitment to me. If you merely agree with my questions without hearing the words from your mouth, how can you take ownership of your pledge?"

After a brief pause, Scott commenced to verbalize each and every aspect of his servitude.

"I pledge myself to you, my Supreme Goddess and to your lover and my Mistress, Miss Charlotte, forsaking all others in my service to the both of you."

And so it went, throughout the entirety of the ceremony. As Goddess Kim made her expectations clear, Scott's verbalization of those expectations served to strengthen the shackles of submission while paradoxically completely freeing the young man from the responsibilities in public life, creating a safe space for him to mindlessly serve.

Obedience was the primary expectation. His body will be Kim's and he will be used how she desired. Should there be hesitation, then there will be consequences. Although she stated that his cock was too beautiful to cage, it was now a possibility, as well as his ass being used by another male. She had made it clear that his body was hers, to do with how she pleased, no matter what the activity. This and all other declarations made by Goddess Kim were met with Scott's unwavering agreement.

Eventually, Goddess Kim finished with "And you understand that when you take this collar, I own you entirely, to do my bidding, to pleasure me as I see fit, and to never question a command?"

"Yes, Mistress, with your collar, I pledge to be your property, owned by you, and to be used by you how you see fit. I pledge to never question a command as I understand that your pleasure and that of Mistress Charlotte supersedes any of my needs."

The hollow feeling of emptiness deep in the pit of Scott's being was poignant, his chest heaving, temples pounding as he waited for her final acceptance.

Kim nodded to Charlotte, indicating that she should place the collar around the compliant man's neck to secure the agreement.

"You will wear this collar at all times in this household and sometimes outside the confines of this house. You are my submissive and I own you. This collar is a symbol of my promise to protect you and keep you safe as my own as well as your promise to be an obedient servant whose sole purpose is my needs."

"The other silver necklace on that pillow is for your everyday use. The pendant is the Taoist ying-yang circle. It is appropriate on many levels, since no one will suspect it to be a submissive gesture by you, but instead it will be a symbolic gesture on your part, both philosophically and of course as a form of deference to me, your Supreme Ultimate.

"Now that you are collared and officially ours, there is only one path you must remember, Obedience."

Kim rose from her seat, the smell of her arousal permeated Scott's being as she leaned over, grasped his cheeks, and kissed his forehead like a doting mother would do to a young child.

She whispered, "You have pleased me, my pet, which bodes well for you."

Reaching down to his turgid manhood, she slowly stroked his steel like cock.

"Charlotte, you pussy is simply divine, but the cock we own is a close 1A to the perfection that you are my lovely one."

With a lustful sparkle in her eyes, Charlotte could only nod in affirmation as she bit down on her lower lip.

Kim released her grip on the newly minted slave's cock, turned and offered her hand to Charlotte. Charlotte rose and the two embraced each other as they shared a deep, soulful kiss. A few moments later, Kim broke the kiss, whispered lengthy instructions into her protege's ear, brushing her right hand on the aspiring Domme's left cheek as she disengaged, leaving the room without acknowledging the kneeling submissive.

Once Kim exited, Charlotte worked quickly, leading Scott to the St. Andrew's Cross, securing him and then turned on a speaker on the shelf behind him.

Charlotte walked up to the confused man, rubbing her body against his cock as she sucked on his left nipple. Giggling, she then moved to his ear and whispered, "I guess our Goddess is not done punishing you. She was impressed by your strength and will while she beat you, so she wants to see how you do with denial. But, don't worry my pet, the speaker will keep you informed of what we are up to."

An open mouthed Scott could only stare at Charlotte's beautiful ass as she walked away, only to turn off the light, close the door and proceed upstairs to enjoy more time with her mentor.