Childhood friend [F] became [M]y BDSM submissive after years of not seeing each other. Hotel fun ensued.

Created the account for the December monthly contest. May keep it for other posts as desired.

Setup: Parents/my family had been family friends with father’s co-worker’s family before I was born. Families hung out together, drank, barbecued, played cards, etc. I was named after dad’s co-worker (subject’s father). At 5 years old, I remember them having a red-haired baby girl with deep eyes. Eventually the plant the dads worked at closed, our families went different directions, and my parents moved away for another job, though I stayed in town. The families no longer spoke or hung out.

Fast forward another bunch of years. I’d married and divorced, and was perusing the local online dating sites when I came across a familiar name. It was unique enough that I had a suspicion it was the red-haired girl from our pasts, but that her child was named after a sibling made it clear that it was most definitely the girl I’d known since she was born. The eyes were still deep, she’d become a successful director in her company, and it seems was single. I messaged her about the little red-haired girl, and commented that I knew her child had the same name as her sibling, and that I was named after her dad, which she knew. Instant re-connection. Thought I’d just have a friend to have drinks with. Little did I (or she) know.

My life before marriage had involved BDSM, and since my ex was completely not into it, I’d been missing the deep sexual connections I’d made with my partners in it. Hell, I missed all sex, as the ex was an ice cube. After the divorce, I’d re-joined the local BDSM community, and was fairly active, playing with partners, some for longer-term D/s relationships. When I discovered the friend on the dating site, I was using the site to look for longer-term, easier sex partners to make up for my lost years. I was currently having a relationship with a very masochist sub who was great and all, but not long-term material, though we satisfied each others needs and desires at the time, and I fully appreciated her. I just wanted someone to connect with on a deeper level.

Childhood friend and I decided to have a drink to old times. I seriously don’t remember the first drink/date or three being anything more than friendly conversation. On one occasion she’d asked if I’d like to have dinner at her house, and I accepted. The wine flowed, dinner and convo were great, and the next thing you know we’re on the couch fucking. This girl was the wettest I’d seen naturally, throughout our entire “friendship”. She was always soaking, always ready, and I took advantage of that every chance we had. We both traveled for work, and so we traded house keys to allow each other to take care of the plants, pets, etc. Often when I’d come home, if she had been watching my cat, I’d know she would be at the house ready to fuck, as I’d do for her. FWB indeed!

I decided to share my love of rope to her, and asked if she’d like to try. She was a bit reluctant and shy the first time or two, but after a couple of denied then forced orgasms, with light spanking and being fucked while tied, she became a big fan. She picked out a bit gag, I chose some nice revealing outfits, leather collar and leash, wrist and ankle cuffs, and away we went. As we both traveled for work, traveling for fun came easy to both of us as well. We packed up our “toys” and would end up in other cities, and even countries, ready for whatever came our way. I’d never had an issue with the rope and gear getting through security, though I’m sure she would have died had an agent pulled the bright red rope or leather restraints out in public. I would have just smiled. Lol

She was tied in many places, and often wore her gear or a nice rope bra tie and nipple clips in public under her clothes. She experienced many new things beyond the torturous denials, spankings, nipple clamps and play, and forced orgasms that she came to love. On one expedition to a casino for a weekend bondage getaway, we’d booked a hotel room on a high floor overlooking the city that had floor-to-ceiling windows. It was late in the evening and dark outside. I’d closed the drapes and walked her around on her hands and knees naked, then tied her to an overstuffed chair with a blindfold on. I scooted the chair close to and facing the window, and turned the lights off. Her legs were spread and open, as were her arms. She was fully exposed at this point, and as helpless as I loved making her. I placed the Hitachi between her legs, turned it on, and waited for the expected response. Just as she was warming up, I removed the blindfold so she could see her predicament. She was caught between an orgasm and full public exposure. It was delicious watching her struggle with the mind-fuck that was going on in her head as I began slowly opening the drapes. When they were fully open, she had an incredible orgasm overlooking the city lights. I played with her in this condition for quite some time, denying orgasms, then forcing them. By the time she was exhausted and couldn’t cum again, the chair was soaked through. She slept like a baby that night, as she’d done so many times before.

We continued playing quite often, to the point that our parents both thought we were going to become a couple, but eventually we ended up going our own ways. She married a local musician, and I moved away. My family stays in touch after our little fling, though we don’t talk anymore.

I’ll just always get hard thinking of that soaking wet little redhead girl wearing the red rope.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kdnexz/childhood_friend_f_became_my_bdsm_submissive