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 waxed pussy … yes, I got tired of shaving and waxed myself damn that hurts. 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 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 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 and three Femdoms that I visit, 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. 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 had no symptoms I tested positive which meant I had to remain in quarantine until I had 3 negative tests on three separate days. So if you’ve read my latest posts you’ll know tested negative three times so I’m free again and have been making the rounds with all of my Doms and Femdoms to satisfy the pent up sexual desires from being quarantined so long.



Now that I no longer need to post as an outlet for my needs, I’ve decided to do it occasionally just for fun. One of the questions I get asked a lot is when I first knew I was a Sub, so even though I’ve noticed that my posts about bestiality are the most popular I decided to make this post about when I really came to understand that I was a Sub. But not to worry I do have one more Ranch post that I really wasn’t going to share, but since they do seem to please so many people I will post that next. Note that any names are made up but the story is true. Also, I’ve intentionally omitted all of our tattoos and piercings so that everyone I write about can remain anonymous. NOTE TO EDITOR : I have revised the original version so that everyone in this post is 18 years old or older.



I had an advantage over most of my female classmates because for medical reasons to regulate my monthly period I had been on birth control meds since a very early age, so now that I was 18 I could have unprotected sex when most of the other girls couldn’t. I was one of the top academic students in my class, I was very athletic and a member of the girl’s soccer team, plus being very attractive allowed me to be part of the “in crowd” of girls. So I was determined to make my Senior year a great one.



The summer before my Senior year I finally attained my rank of first Dan in Tae Kwon Do and was in fantastic shape; I had easily surpassed that level of expertise years before because my mother insisted I start training when I was 12 so I could defend myself, but my Suseung-Nim was very old school which I respect and refused to let me test for my first Dan until I was 18 years old. After I turned 18 but before my Senior year started I spent a lot of time doing online research that summer to better try and understand who I was and why my sexual desires were so varied and intense. That is when I learned I was primarily a Submissive, but also had tendencies for BDSM and being a Submissive Slave to lesser extents. I read much and also watched videos which gave me wonderful great ideas of things I could try; it also gave me many hours of orgasmic ecstasy masturbating while watching and fantasizing about myself exploring all these exotic techniques. I became determined to embrace my newly found sexual identity now that I had come to better understand it and was old enough to explore it. So that’s where this post begins; shortly after the start of the Fall semester of my Senior year of High School.



After Soccer practice the team and I had gone to the locker room and we were getting ready to shower. The guy’s varsity football team was just finishing up their practice and I knew they would be hitting the showers soon as well. I stayed behind as my teammates all hit the showers and instead of following them, I grabbed my clothes and two towels then went to the locker room door and peeked outside. My shy friend Kathy didn’t like to shower with the other girls and she saw me; I heard her say “Brandy, what are you doing ?” All I did was put one finger to my lips indicating a “shush” and she just shrugged knowing me well enough not to interfere when I clearly was on a mission to execute a plan.

Both the guys and girls locker room doors opened into a hallway across from the cafeteria. When I peeked out of the door I saw someone down the hall turn the corner walking away and the rest of the hallway was empty.