Brandy’s Summer at the Ranch

Hi, I’m Brandy. I’m 28 yo Bi Sub, 5”4”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples (have been my whole life), and a shaved 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 trained obedient Sub and will do whatever I’m told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you’ve read my first posts about my first Sub experience which took place over 2 days or my post about my first Bi experience 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 have 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 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 problem. She didn’t ask any more questions, but I suspect she realized that explained the various marks and bruises in private areas 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 appetite 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; in fact I was once with 4 of them at the same time which was an amazing experience. 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 positive which means now I have to remain in quarantine until I have 3 negative tests on three separate days. This is a serious problem ! I’ve tried phone, video, etc. but none of it works for me; I have to be with someone. So I thought I’d write down some of my experiences of being a Sub and share them in case someone is interested.



I met one Dom right 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 was not a course I’d recommend to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a long period of time. But that’s not what the following story is about, it’s about a time I spent over the summer on a ranch. This took place prior to the strict obedience training I just spoke of; I was 18 and was really starting to begin to understand the depth of feelings I had for the need to please and pleasure men. Note that all of the names are made up but the story is true; which is a bit sad because one of the names is very elegant but if I posted it someone could find out who I am because it’s registered and easily available online.



My father’s cousin Lisa married a man who owned a horse ranch and every two or three years Lisa and Greg would invite me and my sister to spend a few weeks with them. I loved our times at the ranch and Lisa taught both of us how to tack and ride horses. Greg and Lisa bred and boarded horses; now I don’t know anything about the business side of ranching but it must be very lucrative because they became quite wealthy from it. My sister and I learned 3 things about a ranch when we were growing up : everyone on the ranch works at least part of the day, everyone in the family had a horse that you were assigned when you had time to ride, and my least favorite part was everyone is up before dawn. So we were always assigned chores, but I was so petite they gave me easier chores than my older sister. This year my two chores were to help Lisa with breakfast and grooming the breeding horses; the boarded horses were kept in a different stable than Greg and Lisa’s horses and they hired ranch hands to take care of those. I was given a beautiful male palomino that was somewhere between 15 and 16 hands tall I would say. He was gentle, but loved to bolt and gallop making my heart race when we were in a wide open field.



One morning I woke up and decided I wanted to take an early morning ride. First I had to do my morning chores and went down to the kitchen to help Lisa prepare breakfast for Greg, Lisa, their son Billy who was about my sister’s age, my sister, and myself. My sister and I always called them aunt Lisa, uncle Greg and cousin Billy even though we were very distant relatives. After breakfast everyone scattered to do their chores; Lisa went to feed the chickens and left me to clean up the kitchen which I did very quickly because I really wanted to get that ride in before I had to start grooming the horses.