Good day to you all.

I didn’t realize that my intro would have caused such feed back, to the point of being moved to its own thread. I had know that the people that I know already in the lifestyle that I was unique to have been raised by D/s parents. Maybe it’s a bit more unique then I had originally guessed.

Some have asked what it was like being raised buy D/s parents. Well first off, no, I didn’t know that they were my whole life. I think I got my first inkling that my parents behaved a little different then my friend’s parents when I was about 12. But I wasn’t sure of it until I hit 14. Looking back I some of their behavior makes a lot more sense to me now then when I was a just a kid.

First off, when my folks were in front of us (I am the oldest of four boys) there was none of the “On your knees slave”, that was reserved to the bed room and alone time for them. One, because they told me so, two, my room used to be right above theirs and you just can’t hide the sounds of chains being pulled threw metal eye screws.

No, most of the time when they were in front of us it was very subtle D/s. Things that stick out are.
1. My mother never disagreed more then once with my father (Note, he is actually my step father, but that really has no bearing other then for facts sake). As soon as he lowed his voice that was the end of it, and my mother would always then bow her head. Now some of my friends when I was older took this as abuse, but by that time I was able to guide them away from that idea and explained as my parents were just old fashioned.
2. My mother always sat on the floor leaning against my father’s legs when we were all in the living room, say watching a movie. If you asked her it was “Oh you guys sit on the couch” or “this helps support my back” or “guests get the comfy seats”.
3. My mother always served my father any meal.
4. Now this one is going to be heard to explain… it was in their over all behavior. The way they looked at each other, the way they talked. Ok, this is going to sound cheesy, but here goes… it was like my mother was always begging for my fathers touch, but it was with her eyes, with the slight bow of her head, in very little gestures. The same from my father to her, but it was just in the way they moved around each other, like in the kitchen.
5. Lastly, when it was confirmed for me suddenly all the sounds from there room late at night made sense.

So, like I said the first time that I realized that the thoughts of control in the back of my head as I was with a girl were called BDSM, or D/s was when I had “The” talk with my father. This talk also included my fist information on BDSM. Mostly he filled me in on Domination and submission at that time. That it was voluntary, and that he could see just from the way that I was already looking at girls that I had a Dom leaning. But he made damn sure that I understood the Safe, Sane, Consensual parts, which to be honest was a big step to already understand. Already knowing that it must be consensual kept me from any of the “I am a Dom Serve me” mentality to every sub.

So, this lead to interesting HS experiences. But since this has been a long enough post, I shall leave that for later. I hope this answers some of your questions, but if raised more just ask. Like I have said I do not mind sharing, I just might keep some of the juicer details to myself.

-Haven