Hi, I'm Brandy. I'm 28 yo Bi Sub, 5"4 ”, 115 lbs, light-haired hair, brown eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples ( have been my whole life ), and a shaven pussy. 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 cultivate obedient Sub and will do whatever I'm told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you've show 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 restate a little of the intro. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to ingest sex and I told her at to the lowest degree 2 hr a day. She seemed to have misunderstood and asked how many Clarence Shepard Day Jr. 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 problem and she said only if it interferes with your life. I almost laughed as it is my favorite part of my life and told her it wasn't a job. She didn't ask any more interrogation, but I suspect she realized that explained the various marks and bruises in secret areas of my trunk.



I have several Doms I see often and even now two Femdoms that I visit infrequently. But I like miscellany and my sexual appetite is almost unsatiable so I need to see unlike people for different experiences. I am upfront with them and my Doms all know about the others. Everything in my life was delicately until one of my Doms contracted COVID-19, so I had to quarantine for 10 twenty-four hour period and get tested regularly ; well imagine what even though I have no symptoms I tested convinced which means now I have to remain in quarantine until I have 3 negative tryout on three branch days. This is a good trouble ! I've essay phone, television, etc. but none of it works for me ; I have to be with person to orgasm. So I thought I'd write down some of my experiences of being a Sub and portion them. After reading the wonderful and attentive comments people left me on my prior stake, 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 requests to explain the exacting obedience grooming methods that one of my Doms used. So I called him to get license and he said I could write about the first moral of my training only, just to give you an estimate of what techniques he used but the rest I am not allowed to parcel with anyone. So that is what this account is about.



To start, let me give you the prominent picture. I met one Dom rightfulness after I graduated college that was exceptionally strict. 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 well fit for me. She was definitely right about that. He trained me very well, including training me to cum only on mastery which let me tell you is not a course I'd recommend to anyone not capable to handle a lot of penalization over a long time period of clock time. This post is about the kickoff example of my training. bill that any names are made up but the story is true.



I had made arrangements to cope with my new Dom"Luther"at his sign of the zodiac early on a Monday morning. I made sure I was there exactly on meter, arriving early on 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 affright given the input my booster had made about him being too stern for her. When he opened the doorway I saw he was magniloquent and well built with Brown University hair and eyes. He was attractive, although considerably former than I was guessing somewhere in his mid to late 30's. He was wearing nonchalant dress, lather pants and a t-shirt. I had put on some of my most aphrodisiac habiliment 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 add up in ; I looked around at his house it was very forward-looking and immaculate. He asked"you do know that I am very strict and demand complete respect from my Cuban sandwich"and I replied"yes Sir. He then told me to follow him and led me down a long stairway into the cellar.

Luther casually said, necessitate off all of your clothes you're not going to need them today. The way he said"today"made me marvel how long this was going to last, but I quickly stripped nude and obediently awaited his next command. I looked around the cellar and there were more twist and pecker 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 get wind about all of them later in my training. There was a pad bench near the eye of the room and Luther told me to lie down on it. The bench had attachment at the slope for my coat of arms and at the bottom for my wooden leg. I lay down on the work bench and placed my arms and legs where they appeared to go. Luther came over and adjusted the bench so my weaponry were straight out at my slope and my pegleg were circulate wide apart, locking the bench 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 musical composition ; 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 waistline up to my axilla firmly to the work bench, when he got to my breasts he used a combination of Calidris canutus and loops to tie them so they were squeezed tightly. He then took four Thomas More rophy and connect my weapon and legs tightly to the workbench bond. The rope were wet 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 helpless I could feel my snatch start to moisten in anticipation.

Luther rolled over a table and locked the wheels so that it was positioned above my left shoulder joint next to my head. He placed a enceinte container of what looked like a sports drink on the tabular array and swing over a metallic straw over my pass so that it was positioned directly above my mouth. He said very seriously"Brandy, this is important so pay attention. You need to take 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 straw was so long I thought I would throw to wet-nurse hard on it to get any liquidness but it actually was comfortable, all I had to do was put up my head slightly and sip on it to get a drunkenness. He wheeled over a device that I was conversant 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 bike on the device ; I knew the device had a motor which would birl the wheel causing the dildo to travel back and forth, basically a fucking machine. The rod also had an anal plug hanging from it on a blade chemical chain, which I had not seen before. Luther removed a large tube of sex lube from his pocket, spread the mouth of my snatch spacious, pressed the tube into my pussy and squeezed a immense measure inside me until it started dripping out from the English ; then did the Lapplander 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 puss, which caused me to groan very softly. He also lubed and inserted the anal plug into my ass. Luther took two telegram with pads on the end of them and attached one to each side of the fleshy mound above my cunt. He explained that the pads were sensors and when he turned the device on it would feel any movement which in turn would cause it to move ; if I lay still it would not prompt but if I moved the machine would have it off me and the more motion the detector detected the faster it would force. I was confused at this point ; this all seemed so expatiate I couldn't separate what the design 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 sceptre vibrator which he positioned directly between my ramification ; adjusting it so it was leaning firmly against my clit. He then brought a tripod over with a photographic camera attached that had a telegram running across the level and said"I'm going to be monitoring you with this ; however it will not be recorded ”. He turned on the fucking car, but I remained motionless so it just sat there with the dildo in my pussy and the anal plug in my ass. He then turned on the vibrator and I could immediately finger my clit scratch line to indurate ; Luther stood back and watched. After a few minutes my clit was really intemperately and throbbing ; my body started to tremble which caused the device to start fucking me with the dildo slowly. The strand attached to the rod was hanging loosely so it didn't move yet. The slack 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 rosehip thrusting up and down ; this caused the roll in the hay machine to move really fast thrusting deep inside me and when it thrust deeply it pulled the anal male plug deeper into my ass which made me cum even harder and longer until I was screaming. Eventually my climax subsided and the machine slowed down then eventually stopped moving altogether. The vibrator was still pressed against my clit, but I managed to withstand still. Martin Luther said"good, now you see how this works ”. He turned around and walked toward the step saying"I'm going to go to play now, I'll be back later ”, then left leaving me wondering how long"later"was going to be.

I took a long crapulence from the straw, being very deliberate not to move any theatrical role of my physical structure but my head. I was OK and able to slack for a niggling while, but then that vibrator started to make me start to tremble again which set off the roll in the hay automobile and I found myself repeating another long unvoiced orgasm. There was a clock on the paries and I tried to focus on that and not my engorged throbbing clitoris, but it didn't affair what I did because about every 10 to 15 instant I came again. This went on for over two hours repeating the same succession of trembling, getting my pussy and ass fucked, and having long tough climax. My pussy was very swollen and I was sweating heavily even though the basement was sang-froid, I did remember to hold open drinking through the straw to stay hydrated. I thought maybe if I could somehow displace the vibrator off my clit I could make this blockage. So I tried to use my hips to jostle the vibrator off to one side. This was a big mistake. When I moved my hips hard to press the vibrator the machine started thrusting fast and recondite 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 intemperately and long again. When my orgasm subsided I was breathing heavily and could feel my breast pressing against the ropes that bound me. I would not be trying that again.

After 4 hours of recurrent orgasms, I was getting really tired and my slit was swollen and sore but these were galvanic devices and there was no way they would stop, so I had to live with the fact that this was going to go on until Luther returned and I had no idea when that would be. After another hour I had drank so much from the chaff I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and hold it in. well this too had exactly the opposition effect than I wanted because when I clenched it set of the fucking auto 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 orgasm was acute and I was really aroused which did have the positive result of making my pussy succus flow so my puss was more slippery again. I drank heavily from the straw. If I was going to have 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 consistence was tingling and now each time I orgasmed my eyes would roll back into my head. I screamed, I cried, I begged to pretend it intercept, but there was no one there to get wind me. I had never had so many orgasms and although I thought my sexual appetency was insatiable, I was clearly ill-timed as I had gone far beyond anything I could feature ever imagined. I looked at the clock and saw that over 5 hours had passed ; I didn't know how lots more than of this I could take without losing my judgement.

I haven't mentioned this in my other posts because it runs riposte to the trope 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 social status of endorsement Dan so I have a expectant deal of ego discipline and body ascendancy. I reached deep into my grooming and forced my body as wear down as it was to become rigid. I meditated and slowed my breathing to lull my dead body as practically as possible. This worked for a patch, but unfortunately my consistency betrayed me as it was so concentrated wired now after all these years to cum hard when stimulated and I could find my physical structure lead off to quiver again as that damn vibrator incessantly pressed hard against my clit. I couldn't hold back any longer and I came again long and hard as the fucking machine thrust deep into my pussy and ass. I was completely defeated and submitted to the machines 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 time of day now and was beginning to regret having been attracted to the sentiment of a"very nonindulgent"Dom. But then I heard the door outdoors 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 jade pulled out of me ; then unbound me from the table. 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 glassful and chrome cascade stall in the niche of the room and told me to get cleaned up and to descend 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 adjacent to it. On the table were a towel and my clothes all neatly folded with my clothes stacked in a deal. I got in the exhibitor and turned the water on, there was a brand new bar of scoop and I washed myself thoroughly. I dried off with the towel and wrapped my yearn hair with it as I got dressed. I dried my hair 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 stairs was terrible, but there were handrail on both position and I managed to drag myself to the top. I looked around saw where the kitchen was and walked in. Luther pointed to the tabular array which had four president but only one place setting and told me to sit where the position setting was. He was cooking something and I realized I hadn't had anything to eat except yoghourt and a yield smoothie since early this morning so I was really athirst. He brought over a tray and placed a home base 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 dearest in front man 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, amylum, sugars, and a calming tea. I finished everything on my denture and fuddle all of the tea which I had sweetened with the dear. I sat there obediently looking at Martin Luther who was sitting contrary 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 chicken feed he was holding down on the table. He said"Brandy, your performance today was average at best. There are 10 lessons each one voiceless than the one prior and you need to master each before moving on to the next. The first lesson is to teach you to be capable to control your eubstance 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 minute but then replied"yes Sir ”. Martin Luther said"then I am pleased with you. Come back tomorrow at the same clip and you will reiterate this lesson until you learn complete self control."I replied"yes Sir, thank you for taking the time 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 dwelling and hailed a cab. When I got home 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 future day and the day after that ; by the center of the one-third day I had mastered my foremost object lesson and could remain motionless even under the most intense coming. Martin Luther was pleased and told me to take one day off before we would start my second moral. I was both tidal bore and fearful, remembering he had said each lesson was harder than the prior one. This is as much as I'm allowed to share so this tale ends here, but I did complete all 10 example and as I said in the root of this post it is not something I would recommend to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a long period of time of time .