Mail from Sophie - inspirational story #5

I hope you all had a nice summer. When we came back from our holiday trip and I opened my mailbox, I was quite surprised from the number of emails I got. One email was from a young woman named Sophie. She wrote me a very inspiring story, so I asked her for permission to publish it on my blog. Here it is:

Dear Wendy,

My name is Sophie and I’d like to thank you for promoting female self defense. Let me share a story with you demonstrating the positive impact your blog has on empowerment and safety of young women, so needed in these dangerous times. I have a 22-year-old boyfriend; his name is Sam. We both study architecture in our third year at the university. We met at a matriculation party and have been together since. I can’t even express how much I love him. He is so caring, gentle, and good looking too 😊.

Two months ago, something bad happened. I was working on an important assignment with my classmates till late night at the university premises. Once we finished, I walked towards my dormitory, which is located a couple of blocks away. When I was passing through a dark passage, I heard footsteps behind me coming closer. I turned back and saw a strong, mean looking guy. He had his pants opened and his disgusting penis was hanging out. I got scared like hell. I speeded up, as did he. Luckily, at some moment I managed to get out quickly from the passage on a busy street. When I looked back again the man disappeared.

Although I got over the initial shock, the bad thoughts what could have happened lingered for long.  I somehow became depressed, restless, and unfocused. And Sam noticed it. He worried and enquired what’s going on. I think he thought there might be another guy because I refused sex with him twice. I insisted everything is fine and I just got a little bit tired and stressed from some classes. Luckily, a couple of days later I got more relaxed and during a dinner together I finally revealed him the real reason.

Having a willing  intimate partner is great for practicing the 

last resort self defense. For instance as a part of foreplays.  

He hugged me and comforted me that he’ll do everything that I’ll get over this horrible experience and it won’t happen to me ever again. We both agreed on three preventive actions. From now on, during evenings and nights, I’ll always take a cab even if it means to use our small savings.  I’ll buy a pepper spray and I’ll enroll in a self defense course. Unfortunately, all university-offered self defense courses start soonest in autumn so Sam suggested that until then I should at least find some websites and videos online to get some idea.

So it happened that I found your blog😊. I have to admit it was an eye-opener. Self defense has never been a topic of any chats with my friends or classmates. Before I thought that it all means that cliché: punch him in the nose, kick him where it counts and run. But after reading your blog I realized how important the last resort self defense is. Of course, I have seen some movies featuring groin kicks or knees, but I have never thought how this male vulnerability can be used to get out from even the most extreme situations. I am not very proud of it, but let me tell you what happened one night I spent with Sam. We were just fooling around in a bed, and I don’t know why I gently took a hold of his very prominent bulge.

I surprised him with a question. “Are they really so sensitive?”

“What do you mean Sophie?” He replied totally confused.

“I read online that testicles should be one of the prime targets when a woman is fighting a rapist.”

“Hmm, well, yes it hurts there but movies exaggerate it a little bit. Do not focus on balls only.”

“May I try something?” I asked him.

He unsuspectedly agreed. “Sure, go ahead.”

I slipped my hand inside his boxers and got a firm grip on his left testicle.

And I squeezed! I mean, really squeezed. He yelped in pain and tried to get from the tight hold, but of no avail. As instructed on your blog I snugly enclosed my forefinger and thumb around his nut, so it was securely trapped.

I looked into his surprised eyes and smiled. “Hmm, I would disagree with you on this! Now I see it is not a myth, they are indeed highly sensitive. And I even did not perform the technique in full!” I schooled him using his own anatomy.  

He could not believe what was happening. His lenient little darling was laughing at him while tightly holding his ball and squeezing it. He was totally at my merci.

When I finally released the grip, he gasped for air, curled up and cupped his crotch with his hands.

“God damn! What was that, Sophie! Are you nuts!” He yelled at me.

“Me, nuts? No, you’ve got two little nuts, Sam!” I laughed again.

At that point I started to feel guilty, so I kissed his aching testicle to ease the pain and to show him that I am sorry. And I really was, I have never been so vicious in my entire life. Looking back now I do not feel particularly proud what I did.

I also explained him. “As you told me I went online, and I read a very interesting blog describing some effective anti-rape techniques. I was so curious to see if they are legit. But don’t worry, I won’t test them on you anymore my little bunny (sometimes I call him like that 😊).  I don’t want you to lose your precious reproductive and pleasure-making ‘functionality’. We will need it.” I kissed him, this time on his lips. I felt he is forgiving me this little ‘incident’.

He was of course interested where I got so ‘educated’.  I took my tablet and showed him your blog. You should see his face when he was reading description of some of the techniques! He commented. “Not sure, I meant reading such blogs, but OK it all seems quite effective.” At some point his anger dissipated (I guess the pain as well) and that night we had a wonderful sex.

Believe or not, now I often ask him to try out some of the techniques as a part of our foreplays. Of course, I promised him not to go full force so he willingly plays a ‘cold-blooded attacker’ and helps me to simulate different sex attack scenarios so I can practice planning and execution of the most appropriate anti-rape techniques. I always verbally describe him what exactly I would do in a real situation. For instance, I told him his balls are quite big (of course, he feels proud about it) and my hands are small, so if he was a rapist, I would have to focus on only one testicle. How else would I find out these important details than by trying it out by myself?

So, I really hope the self defense class I already signed up for will be like the one Linda organizes. I am so eager and excited to learn more. I have to admit, since that ‘incident’ my self-confidence really improved.  It taught me a petit girl has a real ability to take down even the strongest guy, when she knows how. So I really do not understand the number of negative comments you get from some unsupportive men. The positive impact on our safety outweighs some temporary testicular pain and maybe some occasional embarrassment. I believe it is just a little sacrifice the real men would make for us women.  

Thank you again Wendy for your mission and keep up with the great work,

Best Wishes

Sophie

Like in any other physical activity,

Practice makes perfect!

Dear Sophie, thank you so much for your support and permission to publish your story. You indeed have a very caring boyfriend. I also wish you get a proper self defense training as I did. I am happy to hear more of your experiences during your self defense training endeavors.  

As in every activity 'Practice makes perfect!' However, always keep in mind the techniques I describe here can cause serious injury and permanent damage so please be very careful with your boyfriend when practicing. 

I would be happy to read more of such inspirational stories from the readers. If you have one you can contact me via the contact form at https://femaleselfdefense.sport.blog I will share some interesting stories from my holidays as well soon. 

Anonymous comments are allowed again but please be respectful. It applies to you too Evan.