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17 People Share the Awkward AF Moments Family Found Out About Their BDSM Fetish

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My mom found my toy bag in college and started teasing me about my “sex arsenal”. It was… literally the most uncomfortable thing that I think has ever happened to me.

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Right before I turned 22, still living in my mom’s house. One day my sister, 35, and my mom, 50, where both at home watching my brother’s kid, 3. I keep everything BDSM related in a box in my closet on a normal basis but the night before I carelessly left that box at the bottom of my closet rather than on the top shelf. I went out for maybe 20 minutes on a coffee run for everyone. I don’t know how, but somehow my nephew had gotten into my room, into my closet, and into my box, and pulled out some rope. Now my mom saw this and asked where he found the rope to which he replied in my room. 2 hours of conversation later, I had not only come out as kinky, but bi and agnostic to her…she’s very catholic. Several weeks of kink shaming from her and awkward questioning from my very curious but very vanilla sister ensued.

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I had some small things like handcuffs and a ball gag put in one of those got safes. To practice saving money. It was easy to open. My dad being a snoop opened up everything in my room. Ended up finding those items. When I came back home he tried to ask about it. He was so weirded out and confused. Made me laugh how uncomfortable he was when I didn’t even deny the fact I’m into bondage

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I was getting something out of my car with my cousin (who I wasn’t close to) and this happened: Her: Is this… a duffel bag full of rope? Me: Yes. Her: Oh! You must be a climber! Me: Um, yeah! That’s definitely for climbing! Silence, then uproarious laughter.

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For a long time I was required to keep “I always ask permission” written on the tops of my thighs at all times. One day I ran outside to get the mail in just a large t-shirt. While outside I ran into my elderly aunt, who was stopping by unannounced to catch up. She said hello to me, then glanced at the writing on my thighs and lack of pants and asked “Did we forget to ask permission to put trousers on today?”

Written by Irvi Torremoro

Irvi Torremoro is an Austinite by way of Las Vegas. She's worked in various outlets in food & beverage and is now focused on writing, eating all the things, talking about Beyonce, and petting all the puppies. She runs flavorandbounty.com, a lifestyle blog about people in the service industry.