Katie always was a person who changes to stick out from the crowd. Not because she tried to or necessarily wanted to, but simply because inherently different from her peers impractically every imaginable way.

She was very grown up for her age, her home circumstances pretty much required her to grow up quite early as a means of survival, yet she never played the victim. So when surrounded by her "peers" she felt surrounded by people who were significantly less emotionally and psychologically developed.

Although she was stunningly beautiful, developing into a gorgeous 5 ft 3 115 lb brunette beauty, she had one major quirk that everyone seem to notice right off the bat and make mention of upon meeting her. 

She had what's called heterochromia, an exceedingly rare genetic fluke that affects less than 1% of the human population which renders her eyes two separate colors: One a deep chocolate brown and the other a gorgeous blue green color.

For another, with an IQ of 136, she was well into the gifted range intellectually, a mere five points below genius, and her intelligence shined through constantly even when she was not trying. 

She also wasn't much of one for "girly things". As a matter of fact, she made a point of not owning a dress or a skirt, and would not be caught dead in a pair of high heels. 

Sure, some light make up here and there was okay, but that was about the extent of it. She was also an avid skateboarder and had a strong aptitude in martial arts, excelling in Jiu-Jitsu. Suffice it to say, she was a bit of a tomboy.

In 7th grade, Katie suspected and quickly confirmed yet another quirk about her. Although she realized that she was not at all into boys the way other girls her age were, she hadn't yet identified exactly why until this point.

During what would prove to be quite a prolific sleepover with a girl that she had found herself borderline obsessed with, she discovered she was sexually attracted to females - and exactly how much she lived and craved sex with other girls. 

Katie never was one to hide from anything or live in fear, or be anything less than sure of herself. So as soon as she got her first taste of pussy  at 12 years old - and was instantly addicted to the Sweet fresh taste, and the almost fruit or candy like sweetness of the juices... And the sense of power it gave her having another girl squirming and thrashing underneath her, all due to the actions of her tongue. And the satisfaction of lapping up every last drop of the aftermath of her handiwork.

She came flying out of the closet as a lesbian , and never so much as entertained the thought of anything at all physical with a male again for the remainder of her Junior high and high School years.

That's not to say she was anything less than popular. Katie easily bedded two or three times more girls before high school graduation then even the most popular and suave guys in her school. You might even say she was somewhat of a pimp.

Unlike most people who find themselves feeling different and unrelatable to their peers who succumb to the awkwardness of attempting to fit in and be someone who they aren't in order to be a part of, Katie boldly wore her uniqueness and quirks as a badge of honor.

She would often say that "being called normal would be an insult, it's much too similar to ordinary, unremarkable, garden variety, plain, bland, average, lackluster and mediocre. I'd much rather be weird". 

And by most people's standards, weird she was! Or at the very least she was certainly an anomaly.

By 14, homelife head deteriorated to the point where it was clearly time to start planning an exit strategy, and so she did. She petitioned the court to begin the 2-year-long process of becoming legally emancipated, and got a part time job after school at a call center. 

The requirements for becoming emancipated were quite stringent, it was a lengthy process involving being monitored by specialists in several different disciplines, including of course a social worker, financial advisor, and a psychologist, for the purpose of determining that over a significant length of time you are consistently demonstrating the financial responsibility and capacity to build savings, emotional and psychological maturity and social responsibility and necessary for them to ultimately declare you legally competent to represent yourself and handle all of your own affairs as an adult. 

As an emancipated minor, you are ultimately declared to be considered a legal adult for all intents and purposes. By order of the Courts, you are granted all of the same rights, responsibilities, obligations, privileges and potential consequences any adult member of society over the age of 18 would have.

This includes the ability to enter into a contract, rent own or lease property without a parent or guardian, serve on jury duty, vote, build (or destroy) credit, have they been arrested I would no longer go to juvenile hall, I would go to an adult jail despite being under 18, gives you the ability to move anywhere in the United States alone, and grants to the ability to consent sexually. 

Although it is not explicitly spelled out you know 50 states as a specific perk, it is (intentionally) not explicitly excluded in any state. This is because if you have the legal ability to enter into a contract, you have the legal ability to consent. More on that in a bit.

It was around this time that Katie couldn't help but see that at lightning speed she was finding yourself having even less and less in common than she already had with her then high school peers. And that was not about to change trajectories at any point in the foreseeable future. 

So she took refuge in something that gave her the energy to do it all and quite the sex drive, allowing her to take out her frustrations on many a pussy along the way - crystal meth. She absolutely loved it, and still does as a matter of fact. She still enjoys to this day that awesome sensation of wetness between her legs as she takes that first hit off the pipe - and especially the bong. They're always seem to be a noticeable wet spot on the front of her panties after a good couple hits.

This came her companion keeping her sane and with the energy to do it all during these two years she was petitioning for emancipation. Because of her intellect and self-control she was able to keep it all together and not deteriorate like so many do. 

By 16, was just about time for her to be granted emancipation, early test left being to ged out 

Which of course she did promptly and without any issue.

You was at this point that it was getting increasingly clear exuactly how different for life was from this point forward was from the lives of her peers.

They had homework, curfews, and prom to think about where is Katie now head rent work, rent and bills to think about.. completely different species. 

Despite this, she maintained a good doesn't of her regular play buddies, as although couldn't relate to them much she did love getting them high and sucking on their pussies. And she did it quite well and often.

So here we are at age 16 going on 17, Katie is home alone spun and browsing her typical pornographic search terms, the catalystic one would prove to be one she'd search many times before but never came across this content. 

The search term in question was "tied up lesbian" now this was inactivity Katie was used to engaging in with other girls she was used to being dominant with girls and experiencing them tied up belly up legs up shaking and quaking under her tongue.

This on the other hand was quite the opposite, something she had never thought about considered or anything like that before, but she would be a damn liar if she told you for a second it didn't turn her on like nothing before.

What she came across and the fantasy that resulted, which she tried with everything in her to resist or even deny to herself that she had such a fantasy, tormented teased and orgasmed her mind and her pussy every night for months.

Here is her fantasy, as she told it:

"So, me and a significantly, perhaps dangerously, older man of about 30 to 50s ish, are chilling, blowing clouds alone, just talking, and there might be a lesbian porn playing in the background seemingly forgotten about.

 All of a sudden, seemingly out of nowhere when I least expect it, you ambush me, pin me down and tie me up spread eagle.

 You then proceed to either rip or cut off my clothes so I'm stripped down to either just my panties or nothing, as you play with and fondle my naked helpless body..

Then, in a position to where I'm all but forced to watch, no other choice but you watch this unfold helplessly, you forced me to experience a man's mouth on my pussy. 

As you hungrily persist, I am trying everything in me to not allow you to make me cum in your mouth, and it is beyond obvious to both of us that I am trying so hard to not let that happen to not let you have that, but my pussy finally betrays me, for the 1st of several times, and as you can tell I'm about to explode you look me right in the eye with a smirk on your face and a devious gleam in your eye, you let out a sinister chuckle as I yell "nooo!!! Fuuuuck!!!!" And explode in your mouth... 

You then Force kiss me right after I explode in your mouth to make me taste myself on your lips and tongue... And you continue working on my pussy, and it keeps playing out over and over that my pussy keeps betraying me over and over again ... Making me cum repeatedly in your mouth -  then you force me to experience sucking cock for the first time ever while I'm tied up, putting it in my mouth I'm making me taste it put it in the back of my throat and making me gag on it..

And while I'm tied up and helpless you see your golden opportunity and you decide to sit on my face, and tell me to demonstrate my pussy licking skills on your ass... you tell me you're not getting up off my face until I do it properly and to your satisfaction...

We both know what's left, and the expensive building and you are loving it.. you then start blowing in on my hymen - my cherry, spreading my lips looking at it, commenting on it, blowing on it, tasting it, pushing up on it with your tongue, and pushing it with your fingertips, antagonistically licking my face and telling me in my ear that my little lesbian pussy is going to cum all over your cock and there's nothing I can do about it -  just like I couldn't stop myself from cumming in your mouth every time you decided I was going to.

You point out that I am no longer in control of my own pussy, a MAN now controls my little lesbian pussy he decides if I cum when I cum how often I cum where I cum how I cum where I cum and how many times I cum"

This fantasy would prove to drive her absolutely insane for months upon months while she went through a harrowing process being in denial of it, even attempting to deny to herself that this very fantasy was making her pussy cum every night whether she wanted it to or not, not unlike the Fantasy itself... 

And for once, there was a bit of fear of what it would look like if other people found out she thought this way, she wondered if it would make her seem like a hypocrite? Or possibly the most frightening thing of all for someone who's entirely too intelligent for their own good, might be asked questions she doesn't know the answer to! 

She tried denial, she tried ignoring it, it only got more intense until it reached a cataclysmic high at which point there was absolutely no two ways about it she absolutely had to experience this one way or another. But she wanted it to be discreet, because you still wasn't okay with being asked questions but she didn't know the answer to yet.

I'm Katie, and this is what I'm here to get to the bottom of. I'm open-minded to the idea that when I came out as a lesbian perhaps I only had half the story. Or perhaps this is just so what if scenario that I have to play out in order to satisfy this once and for all, or it might end up finding out I'm more into guys, just older guys. Who knows? 

There's only one way to find out and that's first-hand experience. Where is a PNP party man willing to play this out with me?