Thread: The Darker Side of Life (LadyYunaFFX2 & littlerooster's 1x1)

Shania Whitewater In between waiting, Shania had been focusing mostly upon the lyrics resounding in her ears. Her eyes must have subconsciously closed at one point and now, she was listening intently to Seether's Fake It. Swallowing softly, the young woman hummed along as the song began playing. Who's to know if your soul will fade at all, The one you sold to fool the world. You lost your self esteem along the way. Yeah. Good God, You're coming up with reasons. Good God, You're dragging it out. Good God, it's the changing of the seasons. I feel so raped. So follow me to hell. And just fake it, if you're out of direction. Fake it, if you don't belong here. Fake it, if you feel like infection . Woah, You're such a fuckin' hypocrite... When her eyes finally opened once again, they went first upon the ceiling. Shania found herself spacing out, still in slight disbelief she had joined the erotic site to begin with. But perhaps more than the location itself was the man who had already shown such interest in her, this Ethan. Was it even his real name? Or was that a lie? She wouldn't blame him for going with the latter. There truly were some insane people in this world and sometimes, the safest road to take was one that involved lies and deception. But then again, it depended heavily on how one used those traits. There were times she could never give false information out and a relationship was one. Oh yes, Shania wasn't naive on that topic. No, she was just ... a very hard-to-get woman. Each previous guy she'd been with had tried to coerce her into sex far too quickly, after the third date or so. Some had stayed with only verbal pleas and threats others actually tried to pin her to walls and literally ravage her. Thank gods for basic self-defense. It wasn't much but hell, it was something. And it was like the saying went that was always better than nothing, right? Her head quickly shook as Shania finally realized she was spacing out and upon sitting up, she found Ethan had gotten back to her. As hazel orbs scanned the message, her cheeks almost instantly got red. It was easy to assume a goody-goody like herself didn't have fantasies. But if anything, that was so very far from the truth. Quite the contrary, she had a lot, especially since having self-introduced herself to BDSM and all the other concepts that tended to go along with it. .... My fantasy? She mused softly, twirling a strand of raven hair around her right index finger. She understood the meaning perfectly. The better question going through her head was which was the strongest. And when that answer came to Shania's mind, she began sending a reply. Ethan, As far as kinks go ... think a smarter version of Fifty Shades of Grey. I want to be owned, dominated, shown and explore the lifestyle of BDSM. I don't want to be naive in these areas anymore. I want a Master, to know both pain and pleasure, to be taught the ropes -- literally or otherwise. So with all of that being said, I suppose my biggest fantasy ... would be something along the lines of being given orders. It can be as simple as my first blowjob to playing with myself for you. I know terms more than actual execution of sexual habits, though I have touched myself a few times in my life. My work keeps me too occupied usually though to truly indulge myself. I .. hope that isn't too vague or I'm not coming off as some ... loose slut. But does that help out, even if only a bit? -Shania By the time she finished typing, her cheeks were burning. How could she send these confessions? Worse off, how could she really want half of what she'd just included? Suddenly this felt wrong all over again .. but her head shook no quickly. There's nothing wrong with this ... with you ... She muttered, trying desperately to reassure herself of the words. It's .. normal to want to know .... And before she could delete any of it, the Send button got hit first. Her heart stopped for a few moments before resuming, albeit at a much faster pace. Her hands hid her face. Dear gods ... She whimpered, a slight shiver going down her spine. He's going to think I'm insane! On the bright side, at least her parents didn't know she was doing this. In fact, she was becoming more grateful that no one whom knew Shania knew of this side of her. She'd be disowned ... or far worse, depending on who her mind was thinking of the most. For once in her life, she wanted a drink. She was so nervous and frantic. And given Shania didn't usually give much of a damn on what people thought about her, this was a hell of a feat for her to be feeling and experiencing so abruptly. Her hands finally moved away from her face as she took a deep breath. Maybe she had just over-thought and assumed the worst on Ethan's reactions. As much as she hated it, the best course of action was to wait ... and pray like hell he wouldn't think horribly of her.