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

Shania Whitewater The same feelings of the out-of-place happiness and pride continued to swim through Shania's mind. Now that she'd finished complying with a major order, she decided to reward herself. Getting up to her feet, Shania went back into the kitchen and finished washing up the plate she'd used. After adding more pasta on the surface of the plate, she leaned against one of the many counters behind her. Her heart was still racing, skipping beats even, as she thought on the exchange and all that had happened so far. It was new, foreign, but thrilling all the same. No sooner than the ding echoed in the kitchen again did Shania quickly - almost too much - grab the plate and head back in her room. It seemed as if she had returned in time, too. The same signal was in plain sight of her own two eyes. Opening it, Shania began to eat while contemplating long and hard. Everything was easy to figure out .. except for the last part. He wanted to know more exact details on the reason behind her wanting this, wanting to explore. So in order to figure that out, Shania had to self-examine herself, per se. Her eyes closed for a few brief moments before opening again. The scent of food had reminded her what she'd done before reading the message and she didn't want it to go cold. Twirling some of the noodles around her fork, she glanced up in thought as the maiden began to eat. Good question. Why do you want this? Besides to explore? The very real possibility of desiring this to be occurring for real instead of via words was still going through her head. But was that truly it? No .. she wasn't that simple, not usually. There had to be more that Shania wasn't thinking of. A frown crossed her lips as she failed to come up with any immediate motives. With any luck, the food will help out ... So, she focused on eating for a while. Bite by bite, more things did come to her mind. Her upbringing .. she did desire to break tradition. After a while, it got tiring knowing nothing much more than the 'goody-goody' role. Letting that information get tucked away in the back of her head, Shania continued to think, setting the plate aside as she finished up. Master Ethan, I'm from the Apache tribe. I'm not too amazed, honestly. Even growing up, I didn't see many other Native Americans despite living in one of the states we often resided within. This entire time .. I've been confused with myself, wondering if something is wrong with me for wanting all of this. Literally, I've been trying to self-diagnose myself. And it's taken quite a bit of time and effort to figure it all out ... but I've figured that no, nothing is wrong with me. I can't yet pinpoint why but I've been proud .. content to be your slave. Even with such a harsh-sounding name ... I'm glad we're doing this exchange and interaction. I've been finding myself get more and more eager after each message. Anticipation has been swimming through me, helping fuel on an adrenaline rush one of the strongest ones I've ever felt. My ... my nipples have been hardening in between responses, just because I've been that turned on, that excited to talk of these things. Even if I shouldn't enjoy all of this ... yes. I am, have been, liking it. As far as whether it's role play or real, it honestly feels far more like the latter. But that's all I can say from my behalf. I wouldn't dare wish to speak for you. As for a more exact reply on why .. that took the longest to figure out. I want to explore ... because eventually, I want this to be real. I'm tired of always being a goody-goody. I want a change of pace in my life. Reading can only do so much and thus that has made me desire to explore this. As I hinted, this was by far the most difficult thing to put into words but I hope what I've provided is more than adequate enough for you, Master. In terms of limits, I'd have to say probably the most extreme aspects. Bondage is fine but not to the point of circulation being cut off. Same with discipline. As long as it doesn't actually break a bone or something of the like, I can handle it should those times arise. Watersports and scat ... I wouldn't want to consider doing either of those. Off the top of my head, that's all I can immediately think of for limits. -Nothing Her heart continued to race and pound within her chest, before and after hitting Send. Had she really just said that? Admitted she wanted this to be real? Her head fell upon her pillow as she swallowed nervously. This was ... so surreal. She almost didn't believe this was even happening. But as she sat up and found her laptop screen, the first thing that caught her eyes were all the private messages she'd been sending and getting from this Ethan. ...So ... this is real. My gods ... A part of her couldn't help but wonder ... was it only her that wanted this to be real? Or did he wish for the same back? Her teeth gripped her lower lip as she found herself awaiting him once again.