almost a week before i moved out of my parents' house, my dad decided he'd snoop. found my makeshift bindings, smith and wesson handcuffs, and three Paradise Visions videos. i knew he had been in my room because, thanks to my somewhat-photographic memory, a few odds and ends had been moved. i prepared for the inevitable.
a few days before i left, my dad brought it up in an accusatory kind of way. something like "You ever bring that shit into my house again, boy..." and left it as an empty threat. he also called it "sick", which i found rather funny as he had 1 gang-bang and 2 big tit pornos "hidden" in a small table in the living room. and, knowing my father, he was probably into stuff worse than i was.
awhile back my parents actually brought it up in front of my fiancee and mother-in-law. my mother-in-law, who knew about my kinks well before my folks did, shrugged it off and said "they enjoy it, no one gets hurt, I don't see a problem with it.". THAT was cool.
these days, i don't mind who knows about my BDSM lifestyle, as i'm fairly open about it. the tickling and foot fetish part, however, i try to keep a lid on.
