Hi, I'm Brandy. I'm 28 yo Bi Sub, 5"4 ”, 115 lbs, light-haired hair, brownness eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples ( have been my whole liveliness ), and a plane pussy. I've been a Sub most my life although I didn't know it for quite a spell. I do choose 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 understand my some of my other posts about my journeying finding out who I am and what my needs are, I hope you enjoyed it ; if not let me reprise a lilliputian of the intro. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to suffer sex and I told her at least 2 minute a day. She seemed to take in misunderstood and asked how many daytime 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 job and she said only if it interferes with your life. I almost laughed as it is my favorite component part of my life and told her it wasn't a problem. She didn't ask any Sir Thomas More questions, but I suspect she realized that explained the various soft touch and bruise in private areas of my body.



I have various Doms I see often and even now two Femdoms that I visit infrequently. But I like kind and my sexual appetite is almost insatiate so I need to see different mass for dissimilar experiences. I am upfront with them and my Doms all know about the others. Everything in my spirit was fine until one of my Doms contracted COVID-19, so I had to quarantine for 10 days and get tested regularly ; well infer what even though I have no symptoms I tested positive which means now I have to stay in quarantine until I have 3 electronegative tests on three separate days. This is a grave problem ! I've examine phone, 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 comments citizenry left me on my prior C. W. Post, 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 respective requests to excuse the strict obedience breeding methods that one of my Doms used. So I called him to get permission and he said I could publish about the first lesson of my training only, just to have you an musical theme of what techniques he used but the rest I am not allowed to share with anyone. So that is what this story is about.



To protrude, let me give you the bombastic photo. I met one Dom rightfulness after I graduated college that was exceptionally rigorous. 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 rightfield 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-bodied to handle a lot of punishment over a foresightful menstruation of time. This post is about the first object lesson of my training. Note that any figure are made up but the story is straight.



I had made organization to gather my new Dom"Luther"at his theater early on a Monday morning. I made indisputable I was there exactly on clock time, arriving too soon 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 pit given the comment my friend had made about him being too strict for her. When he opened the room access I saw he was magniloquent and well built with brownness hair and eyes. He was attractive, although considerably older than I was guessing somewhere in his mid to late 30's. He was wearing casual clothes, perspiration pants and a T-shirt. I had put on some of my about aphrodisiacal clothing and underwear wanting to draw sure it would please him, but now I began to wonder if that was what he wanted. Martin Luther told me to derive in ; I looked around at his house it was very forward-looking and immaculate. He asked"you do love that I am very exacting and requirement discharge obedience from my Subs"and I replied"yes Sir. He then told me to fall out him and led me down a long stairway into the cellar.

Luther casually said, adopt off all of your wearing apparel you're not going to need them today. The way he said"today"made me wonder how long this was going to shoemaker's last, but I quickly stripped naked and obediently awaited his succeeding command. I looked around the cellar and there were to a greater extent twist and instrument than I could ever imagine. I recognized some of them, but others were foreign to me and I couldn't tell what they were for although I would eventually instruct about all of them later in my training. There was a padded workbench near the middle of the room and Luther told me to lie down on it. The bench had fastening at the sides for my weapons system and at the bottom for my legs. I lay down on the Bench and placed my arms and stage where they appeared to go. Luther came over and adjusted the bench so my blazonry were straight out at my sides and my legs were circulate wide of the mark apart, locking the bench into that perspective. There was a large box next to the Bench with hatful of Mexican valium in it which Luther reached into and pulled out one art object ; I could see they were numbered so he knew which one to use for what. He proceeded to tie every inch of my consistence from my waist up to my axillary fossa firmly to the bench, when he got to my breasts he used a combination of mi and loop topology to tie them so they were squeezed tightly. He then took four more forget me drug and wed my branch and legs tightly to the bench attachments. The roach were tight enough that I was completely immobilized, but not so taut that they cut off the circulation. By the sentence he was done I was so aroused lying there completely incapacitated I could palpate my pussy start to moisten in prevision.

Luther rolled over a mesa and locked the wheels so that it was positioned above my leftfield shoulder next to my head. He placed a expectant container of what looked like a sports drink on the board and swung a metallic shuck over my read/write head so that it was positioned directly above my lip. 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 have got to nurse hard on it to get any liquid but it actually was well-situated, all I had to do was upgrade my psyche slightly and sip on it to get a drinking. He wheeled over a device that I was familiar with because one of my former 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 move back and forth, basically a fucking auto. The rod also had an anal fire hydrant hanging from it on a steel Sir Ernst Boris Chain, which I had not seen before. Luther removed a orotund tube of sex lube from his sack, spread the backtalk of my pussy wide, pressed the tube into my kitty-cat and squeezed a huge measure inside me until it started dripping out from the slope ; then did the same with my ass. I lay there quietly not wanting to grant him any reason to question my obeisance. He then lubed the dildo thoroughly and slid the completely device forward pushing the dildo into my slit, which caused me to moan very softly. He also lubed and inserted the anal retentive plug into my ass. Luther took two wires with pads on the goal of them and attached one to each side of the overweight mound above my pussy. He explained that the stamp pad were sensor and when he turned the device on it would sense any drift which in twist would make it to go ; if I lay still it would not move but if I moved the machine would hump me and the more gesture the sensor detected the faster it would force. I was confused at this distributor point ; this all seemed so expand I couldn't tell what the purport was.



Luther brought over a poll that had a solid basis and a rod that ran horizontally off the top. Hanging from the rod was a scepter vibrator which he positioned directly between my peg ; 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 trading floor and said"I'm going to be monitoring you with this ; however it will not be recorded ”. He turned on the screw motorcar, but I remained motionless so it just sat there with the dildo in my pussy and the anal retentive ballyhoo 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 mo my clit was really arduous and throbbing ; my soundbox started to tremble which caused the device to start fucking me with the dildo slowly. The chain attached to the rod was hanging loosely so it didn't move yet. The tardily apparent motion of the dildo and the vibrator pressed with its wide weight against my clit made me groan loudly. I held back as long as I could but it was too much for me and I came hard with my hip thrusting up and down ; this caused the fucking machine to make a motion really flying thrusting deep inside me and when it thrust deeply it pulled the anal retentive 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 hold 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 sour now, I'll be back later ”, then left leaving me wondering how tenacious"later"was going to be.

I took a long boozing from the straw, being very measured not to locomote any part of my dead body but my head. I was OK and able to make relaxed for a piffling while, but then that vibrator started to throw me start to tremble again which set off the fuck machine and I found myself repeating another long hard sexual climax. There was a clock on the wall and I tried to focus on that and not my engorged throbbing button, but it didn't matter what I did because about every 10 to 15 bit 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 hard orgasm. My pussy was very egotistical and I was sweating heavily even though the basement was chill, I did retrieve to keep drink through the straw to rest hydrated. I thought maybe if I could somehow move the vibrator off my clitoris I could make this period. So I tried to use my hips to shove the vibrator off to one English. This was a big mistake. When I moved my hips hard to push 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 punishing and long again. When my orgasm subsided I was breathing heavily and could experience my chest pressing against the ropes that bound me. I would not be trying that again.

After 4 hours of recapitulate orgasms, I was getting really tired and my puss was swollen and sore but these were electric gimmick and there was no way they would lay off, so I had to consent 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 straw I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and control it in. Well this too had exactly the opposite word effect than I wanted because when I clenched it set of the screw simple 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 induce the positivistic essence of making my slit juices flow so my pussy was more tricky again. I drank heavily from the chaff. If I was going to have to cum many more time I wanted them all to be squirting orgasms.

I did cum many more than times and some of them were squirting sexual climax, every nerve ending in my body was tingling and now each sentence I orgasmed my eyes would roll back into my head. I screamed, I cried, I begged to make it blockade, but there was no one there to find out me. I had never had so many orgasm and although I thought my sexual appetite was insatiate, I was clearly wrong as I had gone far beyond anything I could cause ever imagined. I looked at the clock and saw that over 5 hours had passed ; I didn't cognize how much more of this I could take without losing my mind.

I haven't mentioned this in my former mail service because it runs comeback to the range 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 Danton True Young so I could protect myself. I stuck with it all the way through college attaining the membership of second Dan so I have a great deal of self discipline and consistency ascendance. I reached deep into my training and forced my body as jade as it was to go rigid. I meditated and slowed my ventilation to quiet my body as much as possible. This worked for a while, but unfortunately my body betrayed me as it was so voiceless wired now after all these year to cum difficult when stimulated and I could feel my torso 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 hours now and was beginning to rue having been attracted to the opinion of a"very strict"Dom. But then I heard the room access receptive and Martin Luther walked down the stairs. Without a word he shut off the vibrator and fucking motorcar rolled it backwards so the dildo and anal retentive 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 fend on my own. He pointed to a glass and chrome shower stand in the corner of the room and told me to get cleaned up and to do 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 table were a towel and my wearing apparel all neatly folded with my dress stacked in a great deal. I got in the shower and turned the H2O on, there was a stigma new bar of soap and I washed myself thoroughly. I dried off with the towel and wrapped my prospicient haircloth with it as I got dressed. I dried my hair as a great deal 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 terrible, but there were handrails on both sides and I managed to hale myself to the top. I looked around saw where the kitchen was and walked in. Martin Luther pointed to the board which had four professorship but only one place setting and told me to sit where the spot setting was. He was cooking something and I realized I hadn't had anything to eat except yoghourt and a fruit smoothie since early this sunrise so I was really hungry. He brought over a tray and placed a plateful with scrambled ball and toast in front man of me. He then put a cup of herbal tea and an categorisation of minuscule jolt 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 still tea. I finished everything on my plate and wassail 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 mesa sipping what looked wish Scotch.

I couldn't resist and asked"did I please you Sir ?"I thought I heard Martin Luther sigh as he put the spyglass he was holding down on the table. He said"Brandy, your carrying out today was average at skilful. There are 10 lesson each one laborious than the one prior and you need to master each before moving on to the adjacent. The first lesson is to teach you to be able to control your consistency even under duress. So before I answer your question, let me ask you if you want to confide to being fully trained ?"I hesitated and thought about it for a second but then replied"yes Sir ”. Luther said"then I am proud of with you. Come back tomorrow at the Saame time and you will replicate this lesson until you learn terminated self control."I replied"yes Sir, thank you for taking the fourth dimension to teach me ”.

Luther escorted me to the door and I walked only as far as the corner of the blocking where he couldn't see me anymore. I was too sore to walk all the way home and hailed a cab. When I got habitation 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 midsection of the third day I had mastered my first lesson and could stay on motionless even under the most intense orgasm. Luther was pleased and told me to direct one day off before we would start my second object lesson. I was both eager and fearful, remembering he had said each lesson was harder than the prior one. This is as a good deal as I'm allowed to parcel so this history ends here, but I did make out 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 handle a lot of punishment over a long period of meter .