Hi, I'm Brandy. I'm 28 yo Bi Sub, 5"4 ”, 115 lbs, blonde hairsbreadth, brown eyes, 32C knocker with permanently erect nipples ( have been my solid sprightliness ), and a shaved cunt. I've been a Sub most my life although I didn't know it for quite a while. I do choose men, but I am now a very well trail obedient Sub and will do whatever I'm told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you've translate my some of my other posts about my journey finding out who I am and what my needs are, I hope you enjoyed it ; if not let me repeat a little of the presentation. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to have sex and I told her at least 2 hours a day. She seemed to consume misunderstood and asked how many twenty-four hour period a week and when I said every day she paused, wrote something in my chart and told me I was"highly-sexed ”. I asked if that was a problem and she said only if it interferes with your life. I almost laughed as it is my preferent section of my sprightliness and told her it wasn't a problem. She didn't ask any more interrogative sentence, but I suspect she realized that explained the versatile marks and bruises in private areas of my body.



I have several 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 dissimilar mass for unlike experiences. I am upfront with them and my Doms all know about the others. Everything in my life was mulct until one of my Doms contracted COVID-19, so I had to quarantine for 10 twenty-four hour period and get tested regularly ; well venture what even though I have no symptoms I tested positive which means now I have to persist in quarantine until I have 3 negative tests on three freestanding days. This is a grievous job ! I've tried and true phone, video, etc. but none of it works for me ; I have to be with someone to orgasm. So I thought I'd write down some of my experiences of being a Sub and percentage them. After reading the wonderful and thoughtful commentary people left me on my prior posts, I am so well-chosen you enjoyed them. I must say reliving each of these experiences as I write them has been purgative for me. I received several requests to explain the strict obedience education method acting that one of my Doms used. So I called him to get permission and he said I could write about the first lesson of my training only, just to give you an idea of what techniques he used but the residuum I am not allowed to share with anyone. So that is what this story is about.



To set off, let me give you the bombastic image. I met one Dom right after I graduated college that was exceptionally stern. Another Fem Sub that I knew told me about him and said he was too strict for her, but she thought he would be a proficient fit for me. She was definitely right about that. He trained me very well, including training me to cum only on command which let me tell you is not a row I'd recommend to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a long point of fourth dimension. This post is about the first lesson of my training. bank bill that any names are made up but the story is true.



I had made arrangements to meet my new Dom"Luther"at his house early on a Monday dawning. I made sure I was there exactly on clock time, arriving early but ringing the bell at the precise time he told me to be there. I confess I was both excited about what I had heard, but also a bit scare away given the comment my friend had made about him being too strict for her. When he opened the door I saw he was improbable and well built with brownness hair and oculus. He was attractive, although considerably older than I was guessing somewhere in his mid to late 30's. He was wearing nonchalant wearing apparel, sweat knickers and a jersey. I had put on some of my virtually aphrodisiacal clothing and underwear wanting to make surely it would please him, but now I began to wonder if that was what he wanted. Luther told me to get in ; I looked around at his house it was very modern and immaculate. He asked"you do have intercourse that I am very strict and demand perfect obedience from my torpedo"and I replied"yes Sir. He then told me to come him and led me down a longsighted stairway into the basement.

Luther casually said, take off all of your clothes you're not going to need them today. The way he said"today"made me wonder how long this was going to survive, but I quickly stripped naked and obediently awaited his next control. I looked around the basement and there were more devices and pecker than I could ever imagine. I recognized some of them, but others were alien to me and I couldn't tell what they were for although I would eventually learn about all of them later in my training. There was a embroider bench near the midriff of the elbow room and Luther told me to lie down on it. The bench had attachments at the side for my arms and at the bottom for my peg. I lay down on the work bench and placed my arms and legs where they appeared to belong to. Luther came over and adjusted the bench so my arms were straight out at my sides and my stage were spread wide of the mark apart, locking the bench into that position. There was a large box next to the bench with batch of rope in it which Martin 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 inch of my body from my waist up to my axilla firmly to the bench, when he got to my breasts he used a combination of naut mi and loops to tie them so they were squeezed tightly. He then took four more forget me drug and tied my weaponry and legs tightly to the work bench fastening. The ropes were stringent enough that I was completely block, but not so tight that they cut off the circulation. By the time he was done I was so emotional lying there completely incapacitated I could feel my kitty-cat starting to drizzle in expectancy.

Luther rolled over a board and locked the wheels so that it was positioned above my bequeath shoulder next to my head. He placed a large container of what looked like a play drink on the table and swung a metallic straw over my head word so that it was positioned directly above my oral fissure. He said very seriously"Brandy, this is important so pay attention. You need to consider a sip of this every ten minutes or you will get dehydrated. Take a sip now so you see how it works."; I obediently complied, the shuck was so hanker I thought I would get to suck hard on it to get any liquid but it actually was easy, all I had to do was get up my head slightly and sip on it to get a drink. He wheeled over a device 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 rack on the device ; I knew the twist had a motor which would spin the wheel causing the dildo to move back and forth, basically a fucking machine. The rod also had an anal retentive sparking plug hanging from it on a steel chain, which I had not seen before. Luther removed a turgid tube of sex lube from his sack, spread the lip of my pussy extensive, pressed the subway into my pussy and squeezed a huge quantity inside me until it started dripping out from the English ; then did the same with my ass. I lay there quietly not wanting to give him any reason to call into question my obeisance. He then lubed the dildo thoroughly and slid the whole device forward pushing the dildo into my snatch, which caused me to groan very softly. He also lubed and inserted the anal plug into my ass. Luther took two wires with pads on the last of them and attached one to each side of meat of the fleshy knoll above my pussy. He explained that the pads were sensor and when he turned the twist on it would smell any drift which in turn would cause it to go ; if I lay still it would not move but if I moved the political machine would get it on me and the more than motion the sensors detected the faster it would squeeze. I was confused at this stage ; this all seemed so elaborate I couldn't tell what the intent was.



Luther brought over a public opinion poll that had a solid Qaeda and a rod that ran horizontally off the top. Hanging from the rod was a wand vibrator which he positioned directly between my leg ; adjusting it so it was leaning firmly against my clit. He then brought a tripod over with a tv camera attached that had a wire running across the floor and said"I'm going to be monitoring you with this ; however it will not be recorded ”. He turned on the fucking machine, but I remained motionless so it just sat there with the dildo in my slit and the anal retentive stopple in my ass. He then turned on the vibrator and I could immediately feel my clit get-go to indurate ; Luther stood back and watched. After a few moment my button was really hard and throbbing ; my trunk started to tremble which caused the gimmick to set out fucking me with the dildo slowly. The chain attached to the rod was hanging loosely so it didn't move yet. The slow motion of the dildo and the vibrator pressed with its full weight against my clit made me moan loudly. I held back as long as I could but it was too a great deal for me and I came hard with my hips thrusting up and down ; this caused the fucking machine to move really fasting 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 orgasm subsided and the car slowed down then eventually stopped moving altogether. The vibrator was still pressed against my clit, but I managed to take still. Martin Luther said"good, now you see how this works ”. He turned around and walked toward the stairs saying"I'm going to go to exploit now, I'll be back later ”, then left leaving me wondering how long"later"was going to be.

I took a long drink from the straw, being very deliberate not to incite any part of my body but my head. I was OK and able-bodied to relax for a short patch, but then that vibrator started to take me start to tremble again which set off the screw auto and I found myself repeating another recollective hard orgasm. There was a clock on the wall and I tried to sharpen on that and not my engorged pounding clit, but it didn't affair what I did because about every 10 to 15 minutes I came again. This went on for over two hour repeating the Lapp episode of quiver, getting my pussy and ass fucked, and having long hard orgasms. My pussy was very swollen and I was sweating heavily even though the cellar was cool, I did remember to keep boozing through the husk to bide hydrated. I thought maybe if I could somehow move the vibrator off my clit I could pee-pee this point. So I tried to use my hip joint to thrust the vibrator off to one position. This was a big mistake. When I moved my hips hard to push the vibrator the political machine started thrusting fast and deep inside my pussy 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 palpate my thorax pressing against the ropes that bound me. I would not be trying that again.

After 4 60 minutes of retell orgasm, I was getting really tired and my pussy was swollen and sore but these were galvanic gimmick and there was no way they would bar, so I had to accept the fact that this was going to go on until Martin Luther returned and I had no idea when that would be. After another hour I had drank so much from the stubble I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and hold it in. Well this too had exactly the face-to-face effect than I wanted because when I clenched it set of the screw machine which made me cum hard again ; this time with a squirting coming which is something I never experienced before. As tired and sore as I was, that squirting orgasm was intense and I was really aroused which did have the positive upshot of making my pussy juice flow so my pussy was more slippery again. I drank heavily from the chaff. If I was going to throw to cum many More time I wanted them all to be squirting orgasms.

I did cum many more fourth dimension and some of them were squirting coming, every nerve ending in my trunk was tingling and now each meter I orgasmed my centre would turn over back into my head. I screamed, I cried, I begged to make it hold back, but there was no one there to hear me. I had never had so many sexual climax and although I thought my intimate appetite was unsatiable, 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 hour had passed ; I didn't have a go at it how practically more than of this I could take away without losing my creative thinker.

I haven't mentioned this in my early Emily Price Post because it runs retort 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 Pres Young so I could protect myself. I stuck with it all the way through college attaining the rank of endorsement Dan so I have a slap-up deal of ego subject area and organic structure ascendance. I reached deep into my training and forced my body as tired as it was to suit rigid. I meditated and slowed my ventilation to sedate my physical structure as a good deal as possible. This worked for a while, but unfortunately my body betrayed me as it was so hard wired now after all these years to cum hard when stimulated and I could feel my body start to quiver again as that damn vibrator incessantly pressed hard against my button. I couldn't hold back any longer and I came again long and hard as the nookie machine thrusting deep into my kitty-cat and ass. I was completely defeated and submitted to the political machine making me cum over and over again.

Wearily I looked up at the clock seeing another 90 minutes had passed. I had been there for almost 7 hr now and was beginning to regret having been attracted to the thought of a"very stern"Dom. But then I heard the threshold open up and Martin Luther walked down the steps. Without a word he shut off the vibrator and fucking car rolled it backwards so the dildo and anal retentive plug pulled out of me ; then unbound me from the table. Luther helped me first sit up which made me lightheaded ; then he helped me digest holding my arm and waist until I wasn't wobbling and could stand on my own. He pointed to a chicken feed and chrome shower stall in the niche of the 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 shower and saw there was a table future to it. On the mesa were a towel and my wearing apparel all neatly folded with my clothes stacked in a mound. I got in the rain shower and turned the piddle on, there was a trade name new bar of goop and I washed myself thoroughly. I dried off with the towel and wrapped my long whisker with it as I got dressed. I dried my hair as much as I could with the towel and then folded it neatly as it had been placing it back on the table.

My pussy and ass were so sensitive climbing those stairs was painful, but there were handrail on both face and I managed to drag out myself to the top. I looked around saw where the kitchen was and walked in. Luther pointed to the board which had four chairman but only one place mount and told me to sit where the place stage setting was. He was cooking something and I realized I hadn't had anything to eat except yogurt and a fruit smoothie since early this morning so I was really athirst. He brought over a tray and placed a scale with scrambled eggs and pledge in front of me. He then put a cup of herbal tea and an assortment of humble jarful of jam plus one of honey in front of me. I was practically drooling when Luther told me to eat. While I was eating I realized this meal was carefully planned to revive me ; it had protein, amylum, sugars, and a calming tea. I finished everything on my plate and drank all of the tea which I had sweetened with the honey. I sat there obediently looking at Luther who was sitting face-to-face me at the tabular array sipping what looked corresponding Scotch.

I couldn't resist and asked"did I please you Sir ?"I thought I heard Martin Luther sigh as he put the crank he was holding down on the board. He said"Brandy, your operation today was average at best. There are 10 lessons each one harder than the one prior and you need to surmount each before moving on to the next. The offset lesson is to teach you to be able-bodied to control your body even under duress. So before I answer your question, let me ask you if you want to invest to being fully trained ?"I hesitated and thought about it for a present moment but then replied"yes Sir ”. Martin Luther said"then I am pleased with you. fall back tomorrow at the same metre and you will echo this lesson until you learn complete self control."I replied"yes Sir, thank you for taking the sentence to teach me ”.

Luther escorted me to the threshold and I walked only as far as the corner of the block where he couldn't see me anymore. I was too sore to walk all the way home and hailed a cab. When I got plate 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 next day and the day after that ; by the midriff of the third day I had mastered my foremost lesson and could remain motionless even under the most intense orgasm. Luther was pleased and told me to occupy one day off before we would bulge out my arcsecond deterrent example. I was both eager and frightful, remembering he had said each deterrent example was heavy than the anterior one. This is as much as I'm allowed to share so this story ends here, but I did dispatch all 10 lessons and as I said in the beginning of this post it is not something I would recommend to anyone not able to plow a lot of punishment over a retentive period of time .