I've been very blessed or lucky to have met many people into or comfortable with the idea, practice, and fetish of bondage. It seems I have a natural knack for finding those hiding their desires and curiosity when it comes to bondage.

As many of you know, my girlfriend Nicole started off being very foreign to the idea of bondage but has since slowly gotten more and more used to it as part of our relationship. Ashley, our friend, has remained neutral to the idea having no problem being tied up or tying us up.

Recently, we met someone with a common interest. Over the summer, while I was away for my job in Japan, Nicole found a fourth roommate for our house on campus. I had seen this girl on campus before but had never really talked to her.

I had no problem with her as Nicole had vouched that she would be a neat and good housemate. Upon moving back, I got my room settled upstairs adjacent to Nicole's while Ashley and our new housemate, Rebecca was downstairs.

Rebecca has this goth vibe without being goth. She's got pretty black hair at a medium length with an amazing figure. She's your standard "big titty goth girlfriend" stereotype.

She's really nice and normal on the outside so it never really hit me that she may be what I was expecting. After getting to talk with her a bit, I realized she was shockingly vanilla and tame.

Rebecca is a Pre-med student looking to become and animal vet. She likes a couple of alternative bands and likes the standard shows and medias any college girl would like. With that being said, it never came across that she could have her own private acts.

(Sense these stories are altered to keep the names and the locations private, Rebecca, after this story transpired, allowed for this story to be told for my page.)

I moved in in mid-august with the semester starting at the end of the month. I wanted time to see all my friends, my sorority, and get settled in our new house. After a long day of exercise and going out with friends, I came home to our quiet place.

Ashley was over at her boyfriends and Nicole was home grabbing decorations for our living room and wouldn't be back till the next day. So, for that small window, it was just me and Rebecca in the house, or so I thought.

Rebecca's room was down the hall while mine was upstairs. The rooms are decently good at blocking sound to my knowledge so I've never really heard anyone. With the house being so quiet, I could hear something going on in Rebecca's room.

It sounded like she was talking to someone, I played it off as her having a friend or even a boy over so I didn't want to intrude. I made my way to the stairs until I heard a sound only I could easily recognize.

"MMMmrpphhh!!"

I jolted my head over the railings and looked down the dark hallway towards Rebecca's room. Rebecca had a feminine yet low voice and this muffled cry was much higher pitched. I could barely here it, but I knew it couldn't be Rebecca.

I waited on the steps and listened for that noise again. I listened but still couldn't hear much. I had some socks on so I snuck over, down the hall and got closer to the door. My cheeks were flushed red, thinking all sorts of crazy things.

I got close to the door, ready to lean in and listen in, but to my shock; the door opened.

There I was, staring up and a surprised Rebecca looking down on me with either anger or embarrassment. There was a long quiet pause between us before I blurted out saying, "Oh hey sorry I just thought I heard you fall or make a distressed noise and came to see if you were okay!"

It felt like a weak bluff, so I fessed up and said, "Okay I thought you were in self bondage or something I'm sorry for assuming!" I looked up and Rebecca had moved out into the hallway and closed the door behind her.

"Nicole told me you were into that sort of thing; did you think I was too?"

I instinctively am on my guard when it comes to this sort of thing as I know these girls can easily overwhelm me and retrain me in seconds. Knowing this I proceeded the conversation with caution.

"Yeah, I heard a kinda muffled cry like someone was gagged, so...you know...I just thought..."

Rebecca shifted and looked at me saying, "Well, you heard right, but as you can see, I'm not gagged." She opened the door revealing a freshman girl bound, gagged, and blindfolded in a hogtie on the floor in her room. "She is."

I went wide-eyed looking at this young girl all tied up in our house. I looked over at Rebecca, grabbing her shoulder and moving back into the hallway. "Who is she, and why do you have her bound and gagged?!"

Rebecca chuckled and walked into her room, said something to the girl, and came back out. She then walked into our kitchen and sat down ushering me to come over to her.

I sat down waiting for an explanation. Rebecca spoke up saying, "She's a sub of mine."

I was glad it wasn't a kidnapping but I still needed some context.

She's fully aware of the situation and requested to be restrained the way she is. I have many girls and even a sissy who like to be bound and gagged by me. I squinted my eyes in disbelief.

"So, do you run some sort of business with this or?" Nicole shocker head saying, "It's more of a trade. I get to tie up pretty girls and they get to experience some semiprofessional bondage."

I couldn't believe that the new housemate we got was yet another bondage fiend. I leaned back with relief but was also still on edge at the whole thing.

"So, did you just meet her?" Rebecca looked in thought for a second before saying, "Yeah she's a new one, I know a lot of girls on campus and this one got a recommendation from another girl I tie up frequently."

I was dumbfounded, but now more than anything, curious. I asked if I could observe this girl and see what the big deal was, Rebecca agreed, leading me toward her room. Before we entered, she told me to remain quiet and as the girl was blindfolded and temporarily deafened.

Rebecca removed the cotton from the girl’s ears and began talking to her as if she were a slave or pet. Rebecca said all these demeaning things and pushing and stepping on the girl with her bare feet. I thought the girl may have been upset, but I could tell she was loving every second.

Rebecca's slave was manning with pleasure and agreeing with every command given to her by Rebecca. She rolled around and mumbled through her gag, enjoying her struggle. Watching this cute little freshman got me excited, but I was there to observe.

Rebecca and I walked back in the hallway after some time to talk. "So that's what I do, if you’re interested you can get some time with me or even join in on another one of my subs."

I agreed while trying not to look too excited and wished her goodnight and asked that the girl be taken care of and released and a reasonable hour. Nicole assured me the girl would be freed and retired to her dorm soon.

Looks like we'll be having a lot more bondage this time around, but there was still one thing that forgot to ask Rebecca, something I found out much later. I forgot to ask her what the difference between a slave and sissy was.