Hi, I'm Brandy. I'm 28 yo Bi Sub, 5"4 ”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, 32C tit with permanently erect nipples ( have been my whole lifetime ), and a shaven twat. I've been a Sub most my life although I didn't know it for quite a while. I do favor 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 Wiley Post about my journey finding out who I am and what my indigence 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 have sex and I told her at least 2 hours a day. She seemed to possess misunderstood and asked how many daylight 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 history and told her it wasn't a problem. She didn't ask any more questions, but I suspect she realized that explained the diverse marks and bruises in buck private area 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 sexual appetence is almost unsatiable 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 days and get tested regularly ; well guess what even though I have no symptoms I tested electropositive which means now I have to stay in quarantine until I have 3 negative tests on three separate days. This is a severe job ! I've try on 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 share them. After reading the wonderful and thoughtful comments people left me on my prior posts, 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 various requests to excuse the hard-and-fast respect training methods 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 thought of what techniques he used but the quietus I am not allowed to share with anyone. So that is what this news report is about.



To start up, let me afford you the larger picture. I met one Dom right field after I graduated college that was exceptionally strict. 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 good 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 track I'd recommend to anyone not able to deal a lot of punishment over a long period of time. This post is about the first deterrent example of my training. Note that any figure are made up but the storey is true.



I had made arrangements to meet my new Dom"Luther"at his house early on a Monday forenoon. I made sure I was there exactly on time, arriving ahead of time but ringing the buzzer 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 strict for her. When he opened the threshold I saw he was tall and well built with brown hair and eyes. He was attractive, although considerably honest-to-god than I was guessing somewhere in his mid to late 30's. He was wearing fooling dress, sweat pants and a jersey. I had put on some of my nearly sexy wearable and underwear wanting to reach sure it would please him, but now I began to inquire if that was what he wanted. Luther told me to follow in ; I looked around at his mansion it was very modern and immaculate. He asked"you do recognise that I am very rigorous and requirement unadulterated obeisance from my hoagy"and I replied"yes Sir. He then told me to watch over him and led me down a retentive stairway into the cellar.

Luther casually said, take off all of your clothes you're not going to need them today. The way he said"today"made me inquire how hanker this was going to last, but I quickly stripped nude and obediently awaited his next program line. I looked around the basement and there were more devices and tools than I could ever reckon. 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 padded bench near the midriff of the room and Martin Luther told me to lie down on it. The Bench had bond at the sides for my blazonry and at the bottom for my legs. I lay down on the bench and placed my arms and branch where they appeared to go. Luther came over and adjusted the workbench so my coat of arms were straight out at my incline and my branch were banquet panoptic apart, locking the terrace into that position. There was a boastfully box next to the bench with lots of circle 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 waist up to my axillary fossa firmly to the bench, when he got to my breast he used a combination of knots and loops to tie them so they were squeezed tightly. He then took four Sir Thomas More ropes and tied my weapon and legs tightly to the bench adhesion. The ropes were tight enough that I was completely immobilized, but not so mingy that they cut off the circulation. By the time he was done I was so stirred up lying there completely lost I could feel my twat showtime to moisten in prevision.

Luther rolled over a table and locked the rack so that it was positioned above my left shoulder next to my head. He placed a large container of what looked like a play drink on the table and swung a metallic pale yellow over my fountainhead so that it was positioned directly above my rima oris. He said very seriously"Brandy, this is important so pay attention. You need to take a sip of this every ten second or you will get dehydrated. get a sip now so you see how it works."; I obediently complied, the straw was so yearn I thought I would birth to nurse hard on it to get any liquid but it actually was slow, all I had to do was erect my psyche slightly and sip on it to get a boozing. He wheeled over a twist 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 steering wheel on the device ; I knew the device had a motor which would spin the wheel causing the dildo to act back and forth, basically a fucking machine. The rod also had an anal plug hanging from it on a steel chain, which I had not seen before. Luther removed a boastfully metro of sex lube from his air pocket, spread the mouth of my pussy wide, pressed the tube into my pussy and squeezed a huge quantity inside me until it started dripping out from the side ; then did the Saami with my ass. I lay there quietly not wanting to impart him any reason to question my respect. He then lubed the dildo thoroughly and slid the unhurt 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 pads on the ends of them and attached one to each side of the sarcoid mound above my pussy. He explained that the pads were sensor and when he turned the gimmick on it would sense any movement which in bit would cause it to act ; if I lay still it would not incite but if I moved the machine would sleep together me and the more motion the detector detected the faster it would thrust. I was confused at this pointedness ; this all seemed so elaborate I couldn't say what the intent was.



Luther brought over a public opinion poll that had a solid basis 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 screwing machine, but I remained motionless so it just sat there with the dildo in my pussy and the anal chew in my ass. He then turned on the vibrator and I could immediately feel my clit start to harden ; Martin Luther stood back and watched. After a few minutes my clit was really heavily and throbbing ; my trunk started to tremble which caused the device to commence fucking me with the dildo slowly. The strand 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 wax weight unit against my clit made me moan loudly. I held back as long as I could but it was too a good deal for me and I came hard with my hips thrusting up and down ; this caused the shag machine to prompt really debauched thrusting deep inside me and when it thrust deeply it pulled the anal retentive fire hydrant 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 hold still. Luther said"dependable, now you see how this works ”. He turned around and walked toward the stairs saying"I'm going to go to work now, I'll be back later ”, then left leaving me wondering how prospicient"later"was going to be.

I took a long deglutition from the pale yellow, being very thrifty not to move any part of my physical structure but my head. I was OK and able-bodied to relax for a little while, but then that vibrator started to shit me come out to tremble again which set off the fucking machine and I found myself repeating another long hard coming. There was a clock on the paries and I tried to focus on that and not my overindulge throbbing clit, but it didn't matter what I did because about every 10 to 15 mo I came again. This went on for over two hours repeating the same episode of quiver, getting my pussy and ass fucked, and having long unvoiced orgasms. My slit was very egotistic and I was sweating heavily even though the basement was cool, I did remember to keep imbibition through the wheat to last out hydrated. I thought maybe if I could somehow move the vibrator off my clit I could pretend this stop. So I tried to use my rose hip to shove the vibrator off to one side. This was a big mistake. When I moved my hips hard to drive 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 clitoris which made me cum very hard and long again. When my orgasm subsided I was breathing heavily and could finger my pectus pressing against the ropes that bound me. I would not be trying that again.

After 4 hours of reiterate orgasms, I was getting really tired and my slit was swollen and sore but these were electric device and there was no way they would arrest, 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 hour I had drank so a great deal from the straw I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and hold it in. Well this too had exactly the opposite issue than I wanted because when I clenched it set of the fucking auto which made me cum hard again ; this meter 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 waken which did bear the confident core of making my purulent juices flow so my pussy was more slippery again. I drank heavily from the straw. If I was going to take in to cum many to a greater extent clock time I wanted them all to be squirting orgasms.

I did cum many more clock time and some of them were squirting sexual climax, every nervus ending in my trunk was tingling and now each time I orgasmed my eyes would roll back into my head. I screamed, I cried, I begged to make it stop, but there was no one there to try me. I had never had so many climax and although I thought my sexual appetite was insatiable, I was clearly wrong as I had gone far beyond anything I could consume ever imagined. I looked at the clock and saw that over 5 hour had passed ; I didn't live how a lot more of this I could take in without losing my mind.

I haven't mentioned this in my other Emily Price Post because it runs counter to the epitome of an obedient Sub, but I grew up and still live in NYC and my female parent enrolled me in a taekwondo dojo when I was youthful so I could protect myself. I stuck with it all the way through college attaining the social station of second Dan so I have a smashing deal of self discipline and body ascendency. I reached deep into my training and forced my consistency as tired as it was to become rigid. I meditated and slowed my breathing to calm my body as much as possible. This worked for a while, but unfortunately my body betrayed me as it was so hard wired now after all these twelvemonth to cum heavy when stimulated and I could feel my soundbox start to quiver again as that damn vibrator incessantly pressed hard against my button. I couldn't support 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 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 regret having been attracted to the sentiment of a"very strict"Dom. But then I heard the threshold 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 retentive hype pulled out of me ; then unbound me from the board. Luther helped me first sit up which made me lightheaded ; then he helped me resist holding my arm and waist until I wasn't wobbling and could remain firm on my own. He pointed to a glass and chromium-plate lavish 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 exhibitioner and saw there was a remit succeeding to it. On the table were a towel and my dress all neatly folded with my clothes stacked in a pile. I got in the shower and turned the water on, there was a make new bar of liquid ecstasy and I washed myself thoroughly. I dried off with the towel and wrapped my prospicient hair 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 raw climbing those stairs was awful, 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 professorship but only one place scope 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 hungry. He brought over a tray and placed a dental plate with scrambled eggs and toast in front line of me. He then put a cup of herbal tea and an salmagundi of small jounce of jam plus one of honey in front man of me. I was practically drooling when Luther told me to eat. While I was eating I realized this meal was carefully planned to reanimate me ; it had protein, starch, kale, and a tranquillize tea. I finished everything on my plate and drink 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 similar Scotch malt whisky.

I couldn't resist and asked"did I please you Sir ?"I thought I heard Martin Luther sigh as he put the deoxyephedrine he was holding down on the table. He said"Brandy, your operation today was middling 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 deterrent example is to learn you to be capable to see your consistence 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 time and you will duplicate 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 home 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 succeeding day and the day after that ; by the middle of the tierce day I had mastered my number one object lesson and could continue still even under the most acute orgasm. Luther was pleased and told me to take one day off before we would protrude my second lesson. I was both eager and dread, remembering he had said each moral was surd than the prior one. This is as practically as I'm allowed to plowshare so this story ends here, but I did complete all 10 object lesson and as I said in the beginning of this Charles William Post it is not something I would recommend to anyone not able-bodied to handle a lot of punishment over a foresighted menstruation of sentence .