Hi, I'm Brandy. I'm 28 yo Bi Sub, 5"4 ”, 115 lbs, light-haired haircloth, brown eyes, 32C breast with permanently tumid nipples ( have been my whole life ), and a plane kitty-cat. I've been a Sub most my life although I didn't know it for quite a while. I do prefer men, but I am now a very well civilize obedient Sub and will do whatever I'm told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you've say my some of my other C. W. Post about my journey finding out who I am and what my penury are, I hope you enjoyed it ; if not let me recur a niggling of the presentation. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to suffer sex and I told her at to the lowest degree 2 hour a day. She seemed to take misunderstood and asked how many days a workweek and when I said every day she paused, wrote something in my chart and told me I was"oversexed ”. I asked if that was a problem and she said only if it interferes with your life. I almost laughed as it is my favorite function of my animation and told her it wasn't a problem. She didn't ask any more questions, but I suspect she realized that explained the various marks and contusion in private expanse of my body.



I have various Doms I see often and even now two Femdoms that I visit infrequently. But I like variety and my intimate appetency is almost insatiable so I need to see different people for different experiences. I am upfront with them and my Doms all know about the others. Everything in my animation was fine until one of my Doms contracted COVID-19, so I had to quarantine for 10 days and get tested regularly ; well imagine what even though I have no symptoms I tested positive which means now I have to remain in quarantine until I have 3 negative tests on three disunite daylight. This is a serious problem ! I've tried phone, video, etc. but none of it works for me ; I have to be with soul to orgasm. So I thought I'd write down some of my experiences of being a Sub and share them. After reading the wonderful and thoughtful comments citizenry left me on my prior position, I am so felicitous you enjoyed them. I must say reliving each of these experiences as I write them has been cathartic for me. I received respective requests to explain the strict obedience training method that one of my Doms used. So I called him to get permit and he said I could write about the kickoff lesson of my training only, just to give you an estimate of what techniques he used but the eternal sleep I am not allowed to share with anyone. So that is what this news report is about.



To bulge out, let me have you the large video. I met one Dom right after I graduated college that was exceptionally strict. Another Fem Sub that I knew told me about him and said he was too rigid for her, but she thought he would be a good fit for me. She was definitely mightily about that. He trained me very well, including training me to cum only on bidding which let me tell you is not a course I'd recommend to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a long flow of time. This post is about the first example of my training. note that any public figure are made up but the level is true.



I had made arrangements to meet my new Dom"Martin Luther"at his house early on a Monday morning. I made sure I was there exactly on time, arriving early but ringing the doorbell at the demand clip he told me to be there. I confess I was both excited about what I had heard, but also a bit scared given the comment my friend had made about him being too nonindulgent for her. When he opened the room access I saw he was tall and well built with brown hair and eyes. He was attractive, although considerably older than I was guessing somewhere in his mid to late 30's. He was wearing insouciant wearing apparel, stew pants and a t-shirt. I had put on some of my nearly sexy vesture and underwear wanting to make sure it would delight him, but now I began to inquire if that was what he wanted. Luther told me to number in ; I looked around at his house it was very modern and immaculate. He asked"you do bonk that I am very hard-and-fast and demand consummate obeisance from my hoagie"and I replied"yes Sir. He then told me to succeed him and led me down a tenacious stairway into the basement.

Luther casually said, take off all of your apparel you're not going to involve them today. The way he said"today"made me wonder how long this was going to finis, but I quickly stripped naked and obediently awaited his next dictation. I looked around the cellar and there were to a greater extent devices and peter than I could ever imagine. I recognized some of them, but others were extraneous to me and I couldn't tell what they were for although I would eventually acquire about all of them later in my training. There was a aggrandise bench near the center of the way and Luther told me to lie down on it. The judiciary had attachments at the sides for my arms and at the bottom for my legs. I lay down on the bench and placed my sleeve and legs where they appeared to go. Luther came over and adjusted the work bench so my arms were straight out at my sides and my branch were spread encompassing apart, locking the bench into that position. There was a large box next to the bench with circumstances of rope in it which Luther reached into and pulled out one piece ; I could see they were numbered so he knew which one to use for what. He proceeded to tie every column inch of my organic structure from my waistline up to my armpits firmly to the bench, when he got to my breasts he used a compounding of greyback and grummet to tie them so they were squeezed tightly. He then took four more roofy and tied my arms and legs tightly to the bench affixation. The rope were tight enough that I was completely immobilized, but not so tight that they cut off the circulation. By the time he was done I was so aroused lying there completely lost I could feel my pussy head start to wash in expectancy.

Luther rolled over a tabular array and locked the rack so that it was positioned above my leftfield articulatio humeri next to my head. He placed a expectant container of what looked like a sports potable on the table and swung a metallic straw over my psyche so that it was positioned directly above my mouth. He said very seriously"Brandy, this is important so pay tending. You need to require a sip of this every ten minute of arc or you will get dehydrated. Take a sip now so you see how it works."; I obediently complied, the straw was so long I thought I would suffer to take in hard on it to get any liquid but it actually was easy, all I had to do was raise my head slightly and sip on it to get a beverage. He wheeled over a gimmick that I was familiar with because one of my other Doms had one very much like it. It was a latex dildo attached to a rod which was then attached to a roulette wheel on the twist ; I knew the gimmick had a motor which would spin the wheel causing the dildo to travel back and forth, basically a fucking motorcar. The rod also had an anal plug hanging from it on a steel chain, which I had not seen before. Luther removed a large tube of sex lubricating substance from his pocket, spread the sassing of my pussy wide, pressed the tube-shaped structure into my pussy and squeezed a huge measure inside me until it started dripping out from the English ; then did the same with my ass. I lay there quietly not wanting to return him any reasonableness to oppugn my obedience. He then lubed the dildo thoroughly and slid the unhurt gimmick forward pushing the dildo into my pussy, which caused me to groan very softly. He also lubed and inserted the anal sparking plug into my ass. Luther took two wires with digs on the ends of them and attached one to each face of the fleshy mound above my kitty-cat. He explained that the pads were sensor and when he turned the gimmick on it would smell out any social movement which in turn would have it to move ; if I lay still it would not strike but if I moved the machine would make love me and the more motility the sensors detected the faster it would thrust. I was confused at this point ; this all seemed so elaborate I couldn't enjoin what the aim was.



Martin Luther brought over a crown that had a square floor and a rod that ran horizontally off the top. Hanging from the rod was a sceptre vibrator which he positioned directly between my legs ; adjusting it so it was leaning firmly against my clit. He then brought a tripod over with a camera attached that had a wire running across the flooring and said"I'm going to be monitoring you with this ; however it will not be recorded ”. He turned on the screw car, but I remained motionless so it just sat there with the dildo in my twat and the anal retentive plug in my ass. He then turned on the vibrator and I could immediately sense my clit starting to harden ; Martin Luther stood back and watched. After a few mo my clit was really hard and throbbing ; my body started to tremble which caused the twist to start fucking me with the dildo slowly. The chain of mountains attached to the rod was hanging loosely so it didn't move yet. The slow move of the dildo and the vibrator pressed with its broad weight against my clit made me groan loudly. I held back as long as I could but it was too much for me and I came hard with my hips thrusting up and down ; this caused the fucking machine to move really libertine thrusting deep inside me and when it thrust deeply it pulled the anal plug deeper into my ass which made me cum even harder and longer until I was screaming. Eventually my sexual climax subsided and the machine slowed down then eventually stopped moving altogether. The vibrator was still pressed against my clit, but I managed to hold still. Luther said"good, now you see how this works ”. He turned around and walked toward the stairs saying"I'm going to go to put to work now, I'll be back later ”, then left leaving me wondering how long"later"was going to be.

I took a longsighted drink from the stalk, being very heedful not to move any share of my body but my straits. I was OK and able to relax for a little spell, but then that vibrator started to make me originate to tremble again which set off the piece of tail automobile and I found myself repeating another recollective unvoiced orgasm. There was a clock on the wall and I tried to focalize on that and not my engorged throbbing clit, but it didn't matter what I did because about every 10 to 15 minutes I came again. This went on for over two 60 minutes repeating the Lapplander sequence of trembling, getting my kitty and ass fucked, and having long surd orgasm. My pussy was very swollen and I was sweating heavily even though the cellar was assuredness, I did call up to keep imbibing through the straw to last out hydrated. I thought maybe if I could somehow move the vibrator off my button I could make this stop. So I tried to use my pelvic arch to thrust the vibrator off to one English. This was a big error. When I moved my hips hard to push the vibrator the car started thrusting fast and deep inside my snatch and ass ; the vibrator only bounced off my leg and then landed back bouncing hard against my clit which made me cum very hard and long again. When my orgasm subsided I was breathing heavily and could experience my bureau pressing against the ropes that bound me. I would not be trying that again.

After 4 hours of iterate orgasms, I was getting really tired and my pussy was swollen and sore but these were electric gimmick and there was no way they would stop, so I had to take over the fact that this was going to go on until Martin Luther returned and I had no idea when that would be. After another time of day I had drank so often from the straw I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and deem it in. well this too had exactly the opposite effect than I wanted because when I clenched it set of the fucking car which made me cum hard again ; this time with a squirting orgasm which is something I never experienced before. As tired and sore as I was, that squirting orgasm was intense and I was really horny which did have the positive outcome of making my pussy juices flow so my pussy was more tricky again. I drank heavily from the straw. If I was going to sustain to cum many to a greater extent fourth dimension I wanted them all to be squirting orgasms.

I did cum many more meter and some of them were squirting orgasm, every nerve ending in my soundbox was tingling and now each time I orgasmed my eyes would roll up back into my capitulum. I screamed, I cried, I begged to make it blockade, but there was no one there to hear me. I had never had so many orgasms and although I thought my intimate appetence was insatiable, I was clearly haywire as I had gone far beyond anything I could have ever imagined. I looked at the clock and saw that over 5 hours had passed ; I didn't bang how much More of this I could acquire without losing my creative thinker.

I haven't mentioned this in my other Charles William Post because it runs rejoinder to the image of an obedient Sub, but I grew up and still live in NYC and my mother enrolled me in a Taekwondo dojo when I was young so I could protect myself. I stuck with it all the way through college attaining the membership of instant Dan so I have a enceinte mickle of self discipline and body controller. I reached deep into my training and forced my torso as wear down as it was to suit stiff. I meditated and slowed my external respiration to calm my soundbox as much as potential. This worked for a while, but unfortunately my body betrayed me as it was so hard wired now after all these geezerhood to cum unvoiced when stimulated and I could feel my consistence set about to quiver again as that damn vibrator incessantly pressed hard against my button. I couldn't accommodate back any longer and I came again long and hard as the nooky auto drive deep into my pussy and ass. I was completely defeated and submitted to the motorcar making me cum over and over again.

Wearily I looked up at the clock seeing another 90 min had passed. I had been there for almost 7 minute now and was beginning to regret having been attracted to the thought process of a"very exacting"Dom. But then I heard the door open and Luther walked down the stairs. Without a word he shut off the vibrator and fucking machine rolled it backwards so the dildo and anal plug pulled out of me ; then unbound me from the board. Luther helped me first sit up which made me lightheaded ; then he helped me stick out holding my arm and waistline until I wasn't wobbling and could stomach on my own. He pointed to a Methedrine and chrome shower bath stand in the corner of the elbow room and told me to get cleaned up and to come upstairs to the kitchen when I was done. He left and went upstairs. I staggered over to the exhibitor and saw there was a set back next to it. On the board were a towel and my apparel all neatly folded with my clothes stacked in a piling. I got in the shower and turned the water on, there was a brand new bar of easy lay and I washed myself thoroughly. I dried off with the towel and wrapped my long tomentum with it as I got dressed. I dried my whisker as much as I could with the towel and then folded it neatly as it had been placing it back on the table.

My kitty and ass were so sore climbing those stairs was afflictive, but there were handrails on both sides and I managed to drag myself to the top. I looked around saw where the kitchen was and walked in. Martin Luther pointed to the table which had four chairs but only one situation setting and told me to sit where the office setting was. He was cooking something and I realized I hadn't had anything to eat except yoghurt and a fruit smoothie since early this cockcrow so I was really athirst. He brought over a tray and placed a plate with scrambled eggs and toast in front of me. He then put a cup of herbal tea and an miscellany of small jarful of jam plus one of honey in social movement of me. I was practically drooling when Martin Luther told me to eat. While I was eating I realized this meal was carefully planned to come to me ; it had protein, starch, kale, and a calming tea. I finished everything on my collection plate and fuddle all of the tea which I had sweetened with the beloved. I sat there obediently looking at Luther who was sitting opposite me at the table sipping what looked comparable Scotch.

I couldn't resist and asked"did I please you Sir ?"I thought I heard Luther sigh as he put the glass he was holding down on the table. He said"Brandy, your functioning today was average out at best. There are 10 lesson each one gruelling than the one prior and you need to master each before moving on to the next. The first off lesson is to teach you to be able to control your soundbox even under duress. So before I answer your motion, let me ask you if you want to intrust to being fully trained ?"I hesitated and thought about it for a moment but then replied"yes Sir ”. Luther said"then I am pleased with you. Come back tomorrow at the same fourth dimension and you will ingeminate this lesson until you learn everlasting self control."I replied"yes Sir, thank you for taking the time to teach me ”.

Luther escorted me to the door and I walked only as far as the quoin of the block where he couldn't see me anymore. I was too sore to walk all the way place and hailed a cab. When I got household I immediately filled a bag of ice and sat down with it between my legs, thinking what had I just committed to ? But I did go back the side by side day and the day after that ; by the center of the third day I had mastered my first deterrent example and could continue motionless even under the most intense coming. Martin Luther was please and told me to call for one day off before we would set forth my second lesson. I was both eager and fearful, remembering he had said each lesson was punishing than the prior one. This is as much as I'm allowed to share so this level ends here, but I did discharge all 10 lessons and as I said in the beginning of this post it is not something I would advocate to anyone not able to palm a lot of punishment over a hanker period of clock time .