As of now, I am a sophomore in college. I go to a private college about two or so hours from my home. Its close enough to my home so I don't feel homesick, but far enough away that I get a sense of freedom from my family. As of writing this, I am home for the summer and don't return until my RA training in late August.

My freshman year was an amazing year for me academically and socially. I made countless friends and even joined a sorority. My freshman roommate became an incredibly close friend who I'm am so fortunate to have met. Her name is Nicole. Nicole is actually shorter than me and most people on campus. She's got a smaller cup than me (B-Cup) and has medium length black hair. She's actually very feisty but can be a sweetheart if she wants. Very spoiled, yet very caring and careful. I met her when I moved in and we instantly hit it off. She's a bit more forward and sometimes isoclated than I am, but adapting to each others lifestyles was easier than we thought.

Nicole and I lived in the all girls dorm. We lived on the fourth floor which was easily the quietest floor in the building. Our dorms are actually bigger than most college dorms with a common space, a shared bathroom, and two bedrooms. It is a tad smaller than you'd think, but we made it work and it was actually very nice. Having the private room was incredible because it allowed me to... go about my desires without Nicole knowing. With bondage being the way it is, I didn't want to show that side of me to just anybody. (un)fortunately for me, my secret was spilled to my roommate.

I had been thinking of reliving some stress from my classes on a Thursday night. I knew my first class wasn't till 11 the next day, so even if I fell asleep while bound, my alarms would give me time to get free and ready for the day. I tried to do so shirabi (Japanese body-rope-tying) as it looks good and is a easy way to get distracted from the world for a while. My self bondage with rope is very amateur but was slowly getting better with each time I practiced. As I was getting my body covered in rope, I began to struggle with the knots and the whole experience was not working as intended. I was getting slightly frustrated and was even considering going with something easier instead. As I sat on my rooms floor trying to get the shirabi to work...Nicole walked in. I had thought my door was locked but must have forgotten to lock it after returning from dinner at the cafeteria. Needless to say, there was a long pause and prolonged eye contact between us at that moment.

My heart was racing and and my brain was in total disarray until Nicole closed her opened jaw expression and said "need some help?"

My eyes went wide when she said that and I quietly whispered "uhh, yes please". Nicole kneeled down and began fixing my mistakes and tying the ropes correctly and tightly. As she was fixing the rope work she spoke up saying, "soooo, Is this like an experiment, homework, hobby, or what?" I didn't know how to respond and was not a very good liar so I told her the half-truth and simply said, "I was curious and wanted to see what to was like..." She chuckled as she kept tying the knots and form the shirabi I had in mind. This time, I spoke up and asked, "How do you know how to do this?" Nicole looked at me while adjusting ropes near my left ribs and said, "long story, I've been sorta interested in whole artsy bondage thing, I think it may be my fetish or something". That answer felt indirect, but I was shocked to see the second part to her response. I curiously asked, "you like bondage? Do you like being tied up or the opposite?" She stood up after finishing my rope work and sat on my bed next to me. She took a 10 second pause before responding saying, "Im not a fan of being tied up myself, id always tie up my little sister and brother and always get a sick kick out of it I suppose"

This conversation went back in forth for what felt like hours. We talked all about our experiences and I explained to Nicole what she may have been feeling. "So I'm a Dom?" Nicole had asked after my tedious explanation of BDSM. "Yes, theres switch and sub also, I'm clearly a sub as you can see" I tugged on my ropes with my bound hands to demonstrate that I was enjoying myself. She smirked and asked if I was ready to be let out. I nodded my head and she knelt down and began uniting me. This is when Nicole spoke up and said, "you can openly practice and indulge in my presence if you want, I won't mind. Ill even help you if you'd like." I was excited to have such a wonderful friend and roommate, one who was even willing to better understand my desires and her interest with it. "that'd be wonderful"

We had moments where she'd tie or tape me up and id get the experience of real bondage. With someone safe and trustworthy nearby, I felt so much safer and secure with her around and she felt more comfortable with me as a whole. She was incredibly responsible with me and was getting to enjoy herself in the process. Nicole wasn't a mean Dom or controlling Dom, she was a Dom who simply liked knowing she had me where she wanted me, and that she had all the power in the dorm while I was in her bindings. Nicole would never ask to tie me up out of the blue, but instead agree when I was in the mood or feeling frisky. She's very patient, and her rope work and bindings became more intricate and detailed as we continued on. This led to some crazy and memorable experiences, some that got better, one after the other...

(Hello again! Sorry if this wasn't so juicy or interesting as most of my tales so far. This story kinda sets up the plot and setting for the stories to come down the road. Everythings gotta start somewhere but trust me there are some crazy good stuff on the way!)