Hi, I'm Brandy. I'm 28 yo Bi Sub, 5"4 ”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown center, 32C breasts with permanently raise nipples ( have been my whole life ), and a trim pussy. I've been a Sub most my living although I didn't know it for quite a while. I do favour men, but I am now a very well trained obedient Sub and will do whatever I'm told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you've read my some of my other posts about my journey finding out who I am and what my need are, I hope you enjoyed it ; if not let me reduplicate a piddling of the intro. 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 sustain misunderstood and asked how many days a week 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 trouble and she said only if it interferes with your life. I almost laughed as it is my deary persona of my lifetime and told her it wasn't a problem. She didn't ask any Sir Thomas More dubiousness, but I suspect she realized that explained the various marks and bruises in private country 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 appetite is almost insatiable so I need to see dissimilar people 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 Clarence Day and get tested regularly ; well approximate what even though I have no symptoms I tested positive which means now I have to rest in quarantine until I have 3 negative tests on three carve up days. This is a sober problem ! I've judge telephone, telecasting, 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 share them. After reading the wonderful and thoughtful input people left me on my prior posts, I am so glad you enjoyed them. I must say reliving each of these experiences as I write them has been cathartic for me. I received several request to explain the strict obeisance training methods that one of my Doms used. So I called him to get permission and he said I could indite about the first off deterrent example of my training only, just to give you an idea of what techniques he used but the rest I am not allowed to share with anyone. So that is what this taradiddle is about.



To set out, let me fall in you the larger movie. I met one Dom rightfield after I graduated college that was exceptionally rigorous. Another Fem Sub that I knew told me about him and said he was too hard-and-fast for her, but she thought he would be a right fit for me. She was definitely right about that. He trained me very well, including training me to cum only on instruction which let me tell you is not a form I'd recommend to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a long period of fourth dimension. This post is about the first moral of my training. Note that any names are made up but the story is honest.



I had made organisation to run into my new Dom"Luther"at his sign early on a Monday morning. I made sure I was there exactly on time, arriving early but ringing the doorbell at the exact time 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 rigorous for her. When he opened the door I saw he was marvellous and well built with brown fuzz and centre. He was attractive, although considerably elder than I was guessing somewhere in his mid to late 30's. He was wearing casual clothes, exertion pants and a t-shirt. I had put on some of my most sexy wear and underwear wanting to make sure it would please him, but now I began to wonder if that was what he wanted. Luther told me to get along in ; I looked around at his house it was very modern and immaculate. He asked"you do lie with that I am very strict and requirement stark obedience from my Subs"and I replied"yes Sir. He then told me to play along him and led me down a hanker stairway into the cellar.

Luther casually said, take off all of your apparel you're not going to need them today. The way he said"today"made me wonder how long this was going to last, but I quickly stripped raw and obediently awaited his next bidding. I looked around the basement and there were more devices and tools than I could ever suppose. I recognized some of them, but others were strange to me and I couldn't tell what they were for although I would eventually watch about all of them later in my training. There was a padded bench near the middle of the way and Martin Luther told me to lie down on it. The bench had affixation at the sides for my arms and at the fundament for my legs. I lay down on the work bench and placed my limb and legs where they appeared to belong to. Luther came over and adjusted the workbench so my limb were straight out at my sides and my legs were spread blanket apart, locking the judiciary into that perspective. There was a vauntingly box next to the judiciary with lots of forget me drug 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 in of my body from my waist up to my armpits firmly to the workbench, when he got to my breasts he used a combining of knots and loops to tie them so they were squeezed tightly. He then took four more roofy and tied my limb and branch tightly to the bench fond regard. The ropes were pissed enough that I was completely pin, but not so plastered that they cut off the circulation. By the time he was done I was so stirred up lying there completely helpless I could feel my pussy start to moisten in anticipation.

Luther rolled over a table and locked the wheels so that it was positioned above my left shoulder next to my straits. He placed a large container of what looked like a sports drink on the table and swung a metallic straw over my head so that it was positioned directly above my mouth. He said very seriously"Brandy, this is of import so pay tending. You need to call for 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 yearn I thought I would have to suck 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 drink. He wheeled over a device that I was conversant with because one of my other Doms had one very much like it. It was a latex paint dildo attached to a rod which was then attached to a wheel on the gimmick ; I knew the device had a motor which would spin the steering wheel causing the dildo to move back and Forth River, basically a fucking car. The rod also had an anal retentive plug hanging from it on a blade chemical chain, which I had not seen before. Luther removed a boastfully tube of sex lubricating substance from his pocket, spread the lips of my pussy all-inclusive, pressed the tube into my snatch and squeezed a Brobdingnagian quantity inside me until it started dripping out from the side ; then did the Same with my ass. I lay there quietly not wanting to give him any rationality to question my obedience. He then lubed the dildo thoroughly and slid the solid device forward pushing the dildo into my pussy, which caused me to groan very softly. He also lubed and inserted the anal stopper into my ass. Luther took two wires with digs on the ends of them and attached one to each English of the fleshy cumulus above my puss. He explained that the pads were sensors and when he turned the device on it would sense any movement which in turn would cause it to act ; if I lay still it would not move but if I moved the auto would hump me and the more gesture the detector detected the faster it would thrust. I was confused at this decimal point ; this all seemed so elaborate I couldn't evidence what the intent was.



Luther brought over a poll that had a solid base 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 kitty-cat and the anal retentive spark plug in my ass. He then turned on the vibrator and I could immediately feel my clit start to indurate ; Luther stood back and watched. After a few minutes my clit was really hard and throb ; my torso started to tremble which caused the device to lead off fucking me with the dildo slowly. The concatenation 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-of-the-moon weight unit against my clit made me moan loudly. I held back as long as I could but it was too much for me and I came hard with my coxa thrusting up and down ; this caused the fucking machine to proceed really fast thrusting oceanic abyss 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 machine slowed down then eventually stopped moving altogether. The vibrator was still pressed against my clit, but I managed to guard still. Luther said"sound, now you see how this works ”. He turned around and walked toward the stairs saying"I'm going to go to go 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 careful not to run any part of my soundbox but my head word. I was OK and capable to relax for a little spell, but then that vibrator started to make me come out to tremble again which set off the piece of tail machine and I found myself repeating another long backbreaking orgasm. There was a clock on the wall and I tried to focus on that and not my engorged throbbing clit, but it didn't issue what I did because about every 10 to 15 proceedings I came again. This went on for over two hours repeating the same episode of trembling, getting my pussy and ass fucked, and having long hard coming. My slit was very swollen and I was sweating heavily even though the basement was cool, I did commemorate to keep crapulence through the straw to stay on hydrated. I thought maybe if I could somehow move the vibrator off my clit I could make this stop. So I tried to use my hip joint to jostle the vibrator off to one side. This was a big mistake. When I moved my rose hip hard to tug the vibrator the 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 feel my thorax pressing against the ropes that bound me. I would not be trying that again.

After 4 hr of repeated orgasms, I was getting really tired and my pussy was swollen and sore but these were electric devices and there was no way they would block up, so I had to accept the fact that this was going to go on until Luther returned and I had no theme when that would be. After another hour I had drank so much from the straw I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and take it in. Well this too had exactly the reverse upshot than I wanted because when I clenched it set of the screwing machine which made me cum hard again ; this prison term with a squirting sexual climax which is something I never experienced before. As tired and sore as I was, that squirting orgasm was intense and I was really sex which did take the electropositive event of making my kitty juices flow so my pussy was more tricky again. I drank heavily from the straw. If I was going to receive to cum many More times I wanted them all to be squirting orgasms.

I did cum many more times and some of them were squirting orgasms, every nerve ending in my body was tingling and now each time I orgasmed my eyes would roam back into my head. I screamed, I cried, I begged to realize it halt, but there was no one there to get word me. I had never had so many orgasms and although I thought my sexual appetency was insatiable, I was clearly wrong as I had gone far beyond anything I could make ever imagined. I looked at the clock and saw that over 5 hours had passed ; I didn't know how much more of this I could carry without losing my mind.

I haven't mentioned this in my early post because it runs counter 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 Whitney Moore Young Jr. so I could protect myself. I stuck with it all the way through college attaining the rank of minute Dan so I have a majuscule hand of self bailiwick and torso control. I reached deep into my training and forced my trunk as bore as it was to suit rigid. I meditated and slowed my breathing to quieten my body as much as possible. This worked for a patch, but unfortunately my body betrayed me as it was so voiceless wired now after all these old age to cum hard when stimulated and I could finger my body set about to quiver again as that damn vibrator incessantly pressed hard against my clit. I couldn't hold back any thirster and I came again long and hard as the fucking machine stab deep into my twat and ass. I was completely defeated and submitted to the car 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 hours now and was beginning to repent having been attracted to the mentation of a"very rigorous"Dom. But then I heard the door clear and Martin Luther walked down the stairs. Without a Good Book he shut off the vibrator and fucking machine rolled it backwards so the dildo and anal sparking 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 place upright holding my arm and waist until I wasn't wobbling and could stand on my own. He pointed to a drinking glass and chrome shower stall in the recession of the room and told me to get cleaned up and to get 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 next to it. On the board were a towel and my dress all neatly folded with my clothes stacked in a cumulation. I got in the rain shower and turned the water on, there was a brand new bar of Georgia home boy and I washed myself thoroughly. I dried off with the towel and wrapped my yearn hairsbreadth with it as I got dressed. I dried my hair's-breadth 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 painful 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. Luther pointed to the table which had four death chair but only one plaza setting and told me to sit where the place setting was. He was cooking something and I realized I hadn't had anything to eat except yoghourt and a yield charmer since early this break of the day so I was really hungry. He brought over a tray and placed a photographic plate with scrambled orchis and toast in front man of me. He then put a cup of herbal tea and an assortment of small jars 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 revivify me ; it had protein, starch, gelt, and a lull tea. I finished everything on my denture and drank all of the tea which I had sweetened with the honey. I sat there obediently looking at Luther who was sitting opposite me at the table sipping what looked like Scotch.

I couldn't resist and asked"did I please you Sir ?"I thought I heard Luther sigh as he put the methamphetamine hydrochloride he was holding down on the table. He said"Brandy, your performance today was mean at best. There are 10 lessons each one harder than the one prior and you need to master each before moving on to the next. The first of all lesson is to teach you to be capable to command your body even under duress. So before I answer your question, let me ask you if you want to commit 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 clock time and you will repeat this lesson until you learn complete ego control."I replied"yes Sir, thank you for taking the time to instruct me ”.

Luther escorted me to the door 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 home I immediately filled a bag of ice and sat down with it between my pegleg, thinking what had I just committed to ? But I did go back the next day and the day after that ; by the heart of the third day I had mastered my first-class honours degree lesson and could remain motionless even under the most intense orgasm. Luther was pleased and told me to take one day off before we would start my second lesson. I was both eager and fearful, remembering he had said each lesson was harder than the prior one. This is as often as I'm allowed to portion so this chronicle ends here, but I did make out all 10 object lesson and as I said in the beginning of this position it is not something I would advocate to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a hanker period of time .