Hi, I'm Brandy. I'm 28 yo Bi Sub, 5"4 ”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown middle, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples ( have been my whole life ), and a trim pussy. I've been a Sub most my animation although I didn't know it for quite a spell. 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 record my some of my other spot about my journey finding out who I am and what my pauperism 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 induce misunderstood and asked how many mean solar day a calendar 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 lifetime. I almost laughed as it is my favorite part of my living and told her it wasn't a problem. She didn't ask any more than questions, but I suspect she realized that explained the several marks and contusion in secret orbit of my consistence.



I have various Doms I see often and even now two Femdoms that I visit infrequently. But I like form and my intimate appetite is almost insatiable so I need to see different citizenry for unlike experiences. I am upfront with them and my Doms all know about the others. Everything in my life was ok until one of my Doms contracted COVID-19, so I had to quarantine for 10 24-hour interval 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, television, 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 parcel them. After reading the wonderful and thoughtful comments masses left me on my anterior office, I am so well-chosen you enjoyed them. I must say reliving each of these experiences as I write them has been cathartic for me. I wrote this post before my last one, but was hesitant to post it because first I wasn't sure the sites editors would allow it and s I didn't want to inadvertently give anyone a sense of false self-confidence. I want to be bring in, what I did here was heady and I could make been permanently injured or killed so please do not attempt this as it is meant to be a cautionary post.



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 honest fit for me. She was definitely proper about that. He trained me very well, including training me to cum only on statement which let me secern you is not a course I'd recommend to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a long stop of fourth dimension. I mentioned in my last post that I grew up and still live in NYC and my mother enrolled me in a Taekwondo dojo when I was Pres Young so I could protect myself. I stuck with it all the way through college attaining the rank of second Dan. After college I joined a MMA education facility and learned a Brazilian vogue of Jiu Jitsu ; until they closed gyms down due to COVID-19, I was eager to fight back anyone in the cage full-of-the-moon link three times a workweek. But whereas this is not what this C. W. Post is about, it was relevant to understand parts of what happened. distinction that any names are made up but the story is true.



I was hanging out one night at a local bar that was frequented by Doms and Subs I knew. A guy named"Jim"that I had never met before had sat next to me at the bar and struck up a conversation. He was tall, inkiness hair's-breadth, brown oculus and very muscular. After probing a little he came right out and asked me if I was a Sub, to which I replied"yes ”. He said he was a Dom and asked me if I was looking for someone like him. I found him attractive and since I didn't know him very well yet I refrained from telling him that I had several Doms already but was always interested in meetimg new Doms who could provide new experiences. So instead I simply said"yes, Sir ”. He asked me if I wanted to link up him for a glass of wine-coloured at his flat and I agreed, but first I excused myself to go to the wash room. bank note that even though I frequent a issue of local barroom I always limit myself to one deglutition ; the bartenders all know this ( I tip them well ) and we have a computer code when I switch to"vodka on the rocks"they bring me water instead. With the active life I lead I need to appease hydrated, plus alcohol dulls the senses and I never want to miss a unity sensation when submitting to my Dom's indirect request. I was washing my hands and when I went to grab a paper towel to dry them, a girlfriend who looked very unquiet came over to me and whispered"don't go habitation with him, he's a rapist"; then she quickly walked out and I didn't see her again when I came out of the public lavatory. I thought about what she said and seeing the hurt look in her teary center made me want to acquire Jim out in the alleyway and beat him to a flesh, but I opted instead to do what I said above was really foolhardy and see exactly who Jim was and what he would try do to me.



Jim was the perfect gentleman so far and even stood up when I came back to sit down at the bar. I called for the barkeep"Jack"who I knew well and said"that's all for me tonight, please put it on my tab and slid him a XX dollar tip saying thanks Jack ”. Jim said,"I'm done as well, let me take care of you bar throwaway"but I didn't want Jim to make love how little I had to imbibe and that I was perfectly sober. Thankfully, Jack-tar pretended not to learn him turned around and added the one drink I had earlier to my tab with a few dab on the register's cover. seaman then tapped the screen a few More times and presented Jim with just his note. Jim looked at it and said to diddley"wait ; only my drinks are on here and I said I would pay for Brandy ”. Jack was a harden barman and said"sorry dude, I already added them to her tab"then turned around and started taking an order from someone else at the bar. I could distinguish Jim was pissed, but paid his bill in cash which I found strange but then realized it would be harder to delineate him to having been here without a credit wit charge. We started to stand up, Jack had regained his composure and held my keister for me as I stepped down with him playing the gentleman and me the lost lilliputian little Sub. I said"thank you Sir ”.

When we got outside, Jack said he was parked down the street and we started to walk in that direction. I asked him where he lived and he gave me an uptown localisation not anywhere close to where we were ; which made me think of course of action he wouldn't Leigh Hunt in his own backyard. Jim pressed the key fob and I could see he was driving a late fashion model E-class Mercedes ; I pretended to be impressed saying"squeamish ride ”. He held the door for me, closed it, then walked around and got in the driver's position. When he started the car classical music started playing ; Jim turned to me and asked is the medicine OK for you and I replied"yes Sir ”. We drove uptown and the traffic was light so we arrived fairly quickly at this apartment edifice. Jim pulled the car into an underground garage and pulled into a numerate space. We got out of the car, Jack again coming around and holding the door for me ; with me repeating"thank you Sir ”. We took the elevator to diddlyshit's apartment which was a fairly good size for the domain he lived in NYC. It was decorated in a very minimalist way, but everything looked spick and relatively new. Jim asked if I preferred whiteness or red wine and I replied"whatever pleases you Sir ”. Jim went to the kitchen and opened a bottle of chilled bloodless wine as I started to depend around his apartment and checked out the vista from his window.



When Jim came back he said"here"and I turned around expecting to receive a glass of wine. Instead Jim sucker punched me in my allow for eye and I dropped to one human knee. That punch would probably knocked any former girl out but my reflexes were well honed and although I couldn't scheme it I did cope to turn my head just as he struck me so it was more of a glancing reversal. I was thinking I was such an imbecile, I shouldn't have let me hold down from the moment we left that bar but too late now. What Jim didn't know was that from the kneeling perspective I was in I could have easily taken him down and subdued him, so I had a pick to work now as to whether to block up him now or let him continue to see what he would do next. I opted for the latter, I was going to ingest the full phase of the moon experience that my unnamed sister's who came before me had so I could fully understand their pain. I kneeled there inactive breathing hard trying not to disclose the anger I felt. Jim kicked me in my face bruising two of my costa, but I was used to being kicked by semi-professional hero and simply rolled into a protective Lucille Ball. Jim pulled me up by my hair and dragged me into the sleeping accommodation ; then threw me face first on the bed. Still holding my hair with one hand he undid my pants ; then turn over down to overstretch my shoes, trouser and scanty off quickly. He let go of my hair and pushed my shirt and bra both up at the Saame time so they were jammed under my axillary fossa. He squeezed my teat very hard and I realized if I didn't starting line to play the function he might become funny, so I cried which wasn't so hard because my eye was really starting to swell and thrill. I pretended to sob"please stop over"which is exactly what he wanted hear and replied"you know you want this you smutty slight wh*re"”. He spread my legs using his articulatio genus ; then pushed his hard shaft into my dry pussy which really did suffer so I was able to cry louder.



Jim proceeded to take me down with his hands squeezing my waist hard and violate me ; I remained there motionless wondering how many lady friend had been in this precise same spot before me. After pounding my dry pussy for a while Jim said"cum you little wh*re"which he had no way of know would actually make me cum but only because I was trained to cum on dictation. I moaned loudly and my body shook as I came with Jim still pounding my pussy. He said"I knew you liked it you wh*re"and fucked me arduous digging his knees into my thighs bruising them ; fortunately his command to cum made my twat wet so it wasn't as terrible now. After a few more arcminute Jim thrust deep inside me and said"require this"as I felt his throbbing peter fulfill my pussycat with cum. After he came he slid his shaft out of my pussy and stood back, I suspect either to catch his breath, time lag to see his cum drip out of my kitty-cat, or both. However, I was done with this now ; I had experienced the full abasement, self doubt and excited painfulness that a rape victim flavour and now I would take control condition of the situation.

I quickly turned over, pull out my shirt down and reached for my gasp and place but only to lure him closer as I watched out of the corner of my good eye I saw the nub of his body moving toward me. Sitting on the bed with my head still down I waited until he was close and he grabbed my haircloth, then stood up lunging into a forth stance driving the thenar of my hand directly upward striking his nozzle so difficult I could feel the pickup crunch. Jim screamed, let go of my pilus and grabbed his nose with both hands ; his nozzle was bleeding profusely. I immobilized him grabbing his arm and shoulder, stepped adjacent to him with my bequeath leg and then with a downward slope flush I struck the side of his knee with to the full military unit ; I could hear it gingersnap and Jim fell to the ground letting out a shriek. I deftly slipped around behind him and grabbed him in a choking coil hold ; Jim flailed his coat of arms at me weakly for a few indorsement but I choked him out quickly. I took his pulse and made sure he was still breathing ; I felt I had every right to wound him as he had hurt so many others but I knew it would be damage for me to kill him.



I sat down future to him lying there sleeping off the choke hold ; I figured I had about two arcminute before he would regain awareness, not that he posed a threat any long but I wanted to be gone by the meter he realized what had happened. I dressed quickly, intentionally letting his cum drip in my step-in which I kept as grounds. Then I had a terrible idea and kneeled down next to him again. Using my flip nail I carved a little jag"R"into face of his frontal bone to brand him as a rapist and leave a scar that would be difficult to hold in. Jim started to stir and I realized I needed to leave alone quickly. His nose was bleeding so profusely I was a little refer so using a cloth from the kitchen to hold back my fingerprints I took his cellular phone headphone off the table put it near him and dialed 911. I left knowing that the 911 manipulator would line the telephone set even if he didn't wake up and get EMS to help him. I left the room access unlocked and slightly ajar so as to make it gentle for individual to incur him. I didn't care how he tried to put a spin on this when they asked him what happened, I had done what I had come to do and was finished with him now.

I took the stairs and went out a side door. I walked over to a Major boulevard where I knew there would be a lot of mass around and then walked all the way back to my neighborhood in midtown. I went to a nearby hospital ER and told the person at the intake desk that I was assaulted. By then my eye was very intumesce and discolored so it was clear I wasn't devising this up ; I was handed me a clipboard and asked to fill out the paperwork attached. I then sat in the waiting room with everyone else ; fortunately it was fairly abandon that night. They eventually called me back to another elbow room where they asked a battery of questions about the incident. I told the truth, but was actually now starting to feel the harm I could see in the girls center who had warned me about Jim so I intentionally left a lot of the details out saying things like"I'm not sure"or"for some reasonableness I can't commemorate ”. The charwoman taking my information was very sympathetic and told me some of the memories might number back to me in time, but it sounded like I might have been drugged in which pillow slip I might never call back. She told me several time to remember this was not my fault.

After the interview, I was taken to an examining room where a male physician accompanied by a female nanny asked many of the Same questions. The doctor explained they were going to do a rape kit and proceeded to collect seminal fluid samples as well as taking movie of my combat injury which were now starting to turn black. When they were done I got dressed and pulled to curtain back only to see that there were two police policeman outside waiting ; one male person and one female. Clearly they had done this before because the male policeman waited outside the room while the female officer sat down next to me and asked almost all of the same doubt I had already answered twice. She was professionally unemotional but also used a very becalm considerate tone with me. The one thing she asked which was new was did I think I could identify the mortal who assaulted me if I saw him again and I replied"definitely ”. But based on the vague de***********ion I gave them and the fact he was all the way uptown I doubted they would find him. The officer gave me the numbers for a violation counsellor and a local support radical, encouraging me to use them. When she was done, she handed me the report she wrote asking me to interpret and sign it validating that she had represented what I said correctly.

When I was done they discharged me and asked if I needed them to call person to claim me habitation. I thanked them but declined. They pressed saying I really shouldn't be alone this evening, but I assured them I lived close by and would predict a acquaintance if I needed support. I still had my self authority and was running on the eminent I got from taking down that scum of a raper. But after I got home, I started to induce self doubtfulness. Was a guy like Jim whose ego is bigger than the room he's standing in going to let this go ? I knew he'd be hospitalized and in strong-arm therapy for a spell, but what if he came after me months from now seeking revenge ? What if he had a gun and I couldn't evade him when he came after me. Then I had a worse thought, what if he sent acquaintance of his to round me or gang assault me. I didn't own a gun nor did I want one but started carrying unconventional legal weapon system I had trained with like throwing dart strapped to my shoulder and a spring loaded folding baton strapped to my lower dorsum. I stopped walking alone late at dark unless I was very close to plate. I stopped seeing new Doms unless I had them fully vetted, preferably with a character from a ally who I trusted. I realized this is just a taste of the fear those hapless girlfriend who went before me must be living with maybe for the rest of their lives.

I still wonder to this day what would cause happened if that girl hadn't warned me about Jim before I went dwelling with him. Because they both have a exchangeable role, a Dom and a rapist can appear the same until you find out which is which and then it's too late. This is the end of my cautionary situation and to all of my fellow Subs who read this, irrespective of your intimate orientation please be careful and learn from my mistake .