Hi, I'm Brandy. I'm 28 yo Bi Sub, 5"4 ”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown center, 32C breasts with permanently vertical nipples ( have been my whole life ), and a shaved pussycat. I've been a Sub most my life 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 military post about my journey finding out who I am and what my penury are, I hope you enjoyed it ; if not let me repeat a little of the intro. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to own sex and I told her at to the lowest degree 2 hours a day. She seemed to have misunderstood and asked how many days a hebdomad 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 job and she said only if it interferes with your biography. I almost laughed as it is my favorite part of my life history and told her it wasn't a trouble. She didn't ask any more doubtfulness, but I suspect she realized that explained the various bull's eye and bruise in private areas of my body.



I have respective 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 life was fine until one of my Doms contracted COVID-19, so I had to quarantine for 10 sidereal day and get tested regularly ; well pretend what even though I have no symptoms I tested confident which means now I have to remain in quarantine until I have 3 negative examination on three separate 24-hour interval. This is a serious problem ! I've tried phone, telecasting, etc. but none of it works for me ; I have to be with somebody 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 attentive remark multitude left me on my anterior Emily Post, I am so happy you enjoyed them. I must say reliving each of these experiences as I write them has been cathartic for me. I received several petition to explain the nonindulgent obedience training methods that one of my Doms used. So I called him to get permission and he said I could write about the world-class lesson of my training only, just to give you an idea of what techniques he used but the quietus I am not allowed to share with anyone. So that is what this story is about.



To start, let me give you the great picture. I met one Dom right after I graduated college that was exceptionally nonindulgent. Another Fem Sub that I knew told me about him and said he was too rigorous for her, but she thought he would be a skillful fit for me. She was definitely right about that. He trained me very well, including training me to cum only on dictation which let me tell you is not a grade I'd recommend to anyone not capable to handle a lot of punishment over a longsighted period of time. This place is about the for the first time lesson of my education. Note that any names are made up but the story is straight.



I had made organization to meet my new Dom"Luther"at his sign of the zodiac early on a Monday morning. I made sure I was there exactly on time, arriving early but ringing the buzzer at the exact meter he told me to be there. I confess I was both excited about what I had heard, but also a bit scared given the commentary my friend had made about him being too rigid for her. When he opened the door I saw he was tall and well built with brown hair and eyes. He was attractive, although considerably quondam than I was guessing somewhere in his mid to late 30's. He was wearing nonchalant clothes, fret bloomers and a t-shirt. I had put on some of my most sexy clothing 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 come in ; I looked around at his firm it was very modern and immaculate. He asked"you do know that I am very rigorous and demand complete obedience from my hero sandwich"and I replied"yes Sir. He then told me to follow him and led me down a foresighted stairway into the basement.

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 bare and obediently awaited his adjacent program line. I looked around the basement and there were more devices and cock than I could ever guess. 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 fill out judiciary near the middle of the room and Luther told me to lie down on it. The bench had fastening at the sides for my arms and at the freighter for my legs. I lay down on the bench and placed my coat of arms and ramification where they appeared to belong. Luther came over and adjusted the Bench so my weapon system were straight out at my sides and my legs were spread wide-cut apart, locking the terrace into that position. There was a large box next to the bench with lots 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 inch of my body from my waist up to my armpits firmly to the bench, when he got to my boob he used a combination of knots and grommet to tie them so they were squeezed tightly. He then took four Thomas More rope and tied my arms and leg tightly to the bench adhesion. The ropes 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 energise lying there completely lost I could feel my purulent showtime to moisten in anticipation.

Luther rolled over a mesa and locked the rack so that it was positioned above my left shoulder joint next to my caput. He placed a large container of what looked like a mutant drink on the tabular array and swung a metallic drinking straw over my head so that it was positioned directly above my oral cavity. He said very seriously"Brandy, this is significant so pay attention. You need to take a sip of this every ten minute or you will get dehydrated. Take a sip now so you see how it works."; I obediently complied, the stalk was so long I thought I would have to sop up 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 twist that I was familiar with because one of my early Doms had one very much like it. It was a latex dildo attached to a rod which was then attached to a wheel on the device ; I knew the device had a motor which would spin the wheel causing the dildo to propel back and Forth, basically a nooky auto. The rod also had an anal hype hanging from it on a sword chain, which I had not seen before. Martin Luther removed a large vacuum tube of sex lubricant from his pouch, spread the lips of my snatch wide, pressed the tubing into my pussy and squeezed a huge quantity inside me until it started dripping out from the side of meat ; then did the same with my ass. I lay there quietly not wanting to give him any reason to question my obedience. He then lubed the dildo thoroughly and slid the whole device forward pushing the dildo into my pussy, which caused me to moan very softly. He also lubed and inserted the anal retentive plug into my ass. Luther took two telegram with stamp pad on the goal of them and attached one to each face of the fleshy mound above my pussy. He explained that the digs were sensors and when he turned the device on it would sense any campaign which in turn would cause it to move ; if I lay still it would not incite but if I moved the automobile would have it off me and the more motion the sensor detected the faster it would thrust. I was confused at this power point ; this all seemed so flesh out I couldn't severalise what the intent was.



Martin 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 scepter 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 camera attached that had a wire running across the base and said"I'm going to be monitoring you with this ; however it will not be recorded ”. He turned on the screwing machine, but I remained motionless so it just sat there with the dildo in my pussy and the anal sparking plug in my ass. He then turned on the vibrator and I could immediately feel my clit start to harden ; Luther stood back and watched. After a few minute my clitoris was really hard and throb ; my body started to tremble which caused the device 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 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 much for me and I came hard with my hips thrusting up and down ; this caused the fucking car to impress really firm 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 coming subsided and the car slowed down then eventually stopped moving altogether. The vibrator was still pressed against my clitoris, but I managed to give 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 knead now, I'll be back later ”, then left leaving me wondering how prospicient"later"was going to be.

I took a foresightful drink from the pale yellow, being very careful not to motivate any part of my trunk but my head. I was OK and able to relax for a little while, but then that vibrator started to make me start to tremble again which set off the fuck machine and I found myself repeating another long arduous orgasm. There was a clock on the wall and I tried to concentrate on that and not my engorged throb 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 time of day repeating the same sequence of trembling, getting my snatch and ass fucked, and having long punishing orgasm. My slit was very swell up and I was sweating heavily even though the basement was cool down, I did call up to hold back drinking through the straw to stay hydrated. I thought maybe if I could somehow incite the vibrator off my clit I could make this point. So I tried to use my coxa to squeeze the vibrator off to one side. This was a big mistake. When I moved my pelvic arch hard to labor the vibrator the car started thrusting fast and abstruse inside my twat 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 sexual climax subsided I was breathing heavily and could feel my dresser pressing against the ropes that bound me. I would not be trying that again.

After 4 hours of repeated sexual climax, I was getting really tired and my pussy was swollen and sore but these were electric devices and there was no way they would break off, so I had to go for the fact that this was going to go on until Luther returned and I had no idea when that would be. After another time of day I had drank so very much from the straw I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and hold it in. wellspring this too had exactly the diametric effect than I wanted because when I clenched it set of the fuck machine which made me cum hard again ; this sentence with a squirting orgasm which is something I never experienced before. As tired and sore as I was, that squirting sexual climax was intense and I was really perk up which did accept the positive effect of making my kitty-cat succus flow so my pussy was more slippery again. I drank heavily from the straw. If I was going to bear to cum many to a greater extent times I wanted them all to be squirting orgasms.

I did cum many to a greater extent metre and some of them were squirting orgasms, every spunk ending in my torso was tingling and now each time I orgasmed my eyes would wind back into my head. I screamed, I cried, I begged to reach it finish, but there was no one there to hear me. I had never had so many orgasms and although I thought my sexual appetite was insatiable, I was clearly wrong as I had gone far beyond anything I could have ever imagined. I looked at the clock and saw that over 5 60 minutes had passed ; I didn't recognize how much more of this I could ask without losing my idea.

I haven't mentioned this in my former posts 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 young so I could protect myself. I stuck with it all the way through college attaining the rank of second Dan so I have a great deal of ego discipline and consistency control. I reached deep into my training and forced my soundbox as pall as it was to become fixed. I meditated and slowed my breathing to calm my body as a good deal as possible. This worked for a while, but unfortunately my organic structure betrayed me as it was so hard wired now after all these old age to cum hard when stimulated and I could feel my body start to quiver again as that damn vibrator incessantly pressed hard against my clitoris. I couldn't confine back any longer and I came again long and hard as the fucking political machine poking deep into my pussy and ass. I was completely defeated and submitted to the 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 hour now and was beginning to regret having been attracted to the cerebration of a"very strict"Dom. But then I heard the door open and Luther walked down the stair. Without a Christian Bible 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 table. Martin Luther helped me first sit up which made me lightheaded ; then he helped me stand holding my arm and waist until I wasn't wobbling and could stand on my own. He pointed to a glass and chromium-plate lavish carrel in the corner of the room and told me to get cleaned up and to occur upstairs to the kitchen when I was done. He left and went upstairs. I staggered over to the shower and saw there was a shelve next to it. On the table were a towel and my wearing apparel all neatly folded with my clothes stacked in a pile. I got in the shower bath 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 long hairsbreadth with it as I got dressed. I dried my whisker as a lot 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 sore climbing those stair was irritating, but there were bannister on both incline and I managed to drop back myself to the top. I looked around saw where the kitchen was and walked in. Luther pointed to the table which had four chairman but only one place setting and told me to sit where the station context 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 thirsty. He brought over a tray and placed a home plate with scrambled eggs and toast in front of me. He then put a cup of herbal tea and an assortment of small jars of jam plus one of honey in nominal head 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 revive me ; it had protein, starch, cabbage, and a calming tea. I finished everything on my plate and drank all of the tea which I had sweetened with the dear. I sat there obediently looking at Luther who was sitting opposite me at the board sipping what looked ilk Scotch.

I couldn't resist and asked"did I please you Sir ?"I thought I heard Luther suspiration as he put the meth he was holding down on the table. He said"Brandy, your performance today was average 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 offset moral is to teach you to be able to moderate your eubstance even under duress. So before I answer your doubt, let me ask you if you want to commit to being fully trained ?"I hesitated and thought about it for a instant but then replied"yes Sir ”. Luther said"then I am pleased with you. Come back tomorrow at the Saami meter and you will repeat this lesson until you learn complete self control."I replied"yes Sir, thank you for taking the time to learn 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 dwelling and hailed a cab. When I got menage I immediately filled a bag of ice and sat down with it between my branch, thinking what had I just committed to ? But I did go back the adjacent day and the day after that ; by the middle of the third day I had mastered my beginning object lesson and could stay on motionless even under the most vivid climax. Luther was pleased and told me to take one day off before we would embark on my endorsement lesson. I was both eager and awful, remembering he had said each deterrent example was harder than the prior one. This is as practically as I'm allowed to share so this fib ends here, but I did finish all 10 moral and as I said in the beginning of this post it is not something I would urge to anyone not able to deal a lot of punishment over a long period of sentence .