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


Really? He joined the same day I did?

She did recall he said he was new to the site, yes. But she hadn't thought he meant quite to that degree. It was interesting in an array of ways. But perhaps the main one had been he seemed to know what he was doing despite having joined the same day as herself. He wasn't just taking random guesses on how to execute this, was he? No, she doubted it. It'd be as foolish as tossing a dart at a board while blindfolded. No, these things required quite a bit of research and knowledge in the lifestyle and background. Even if only a bit, he had to have .. somehow read up or looked any of this up. Hell, maybe he did this before?

Her head shook no as Ethan's question registered in her mind. "No, actually. I was slightly taken aback at first but now I'm honestly glad. I don't think I would have been able to connect with anyone else as well as we have." Taking note of the order, she felt her smile widen. It was honestly pretty damn accurate with what she would have gotten for herself. That was another transition she knew would need to be adjusted to; lack of control. And with that change would have to be the added concept of being able to allow Ethan to make decisions for her. So far it was going relatively smoothly. The uniform and order of the food, though, were some of the easier decisions that would be made.

It'd get more difficult .. but hopefully not too much. No, it couldn't be. If they were made to be impossible, that'd be too cruel. After all, she had to be able to comply in some form or fashion. That thought alone made her begin to feel better.

Thank gods for having a fast mind because she took little time to ask the next question. But she'd first reply to him, not wanting to come off as rude. "I haven't been here in quite a while. And even then, it was more for dinner than lunch. I'm looking forward to the meals. You know all the inspirations and things that got me into ... the BDSM lifestyle? So what was your ... calling as it were? What got you attracted to wanting to owning me besides my request?"
 
Ethan and Shania had in fact joined the same day within hours of each other in fact, it was one of the things that made her so approachable to Ethan, that she would have been maybe been feeling lost as well in a new site, wanting to explore, but also it was Shania's desire to take things off screen and into reality that appealed to him as it did and then once they started chatting the rest as they say was history. They bonded and here they were now face to face after such a short time online.

Shania took him ordering quite well, women now days like a lot of control but if you watch most older films it was always the man ordering for the woman and it is not like she tells him what he wants either, he chooses it for her, as a dating thing it is actually quite smart, shows the man is confident, willing to take charge and supply the woman with what she needs whether she asks for it or not. Ethan liked the romance of the old movies and the way men and women used to be, it seemed all the colour had been stripped from the world now and everything was pragmatic and boring.

This was still all very romantic and gentle though, he wasn't sure how she would feel once she found herself locked in a cage for hours on end or tied to a bed gagged and blindfolded. He guessed he would find out soon enough which is why he liked the idea of a trial period, he didn't want to sign her up for a 2 year contract only for her to piss and moan the whole time through it.

"Well.." he started to answer her latest question, questions were good, they helped him talk.

"Well, I have never done anything for real to be honest, I have had fantasies mostly from a submissive point for myself, funny I know, but I think subs make good dominants, they know how it feels to be treated that way, or in my case know what it feels like to desire to be treated that way, anyway, I like structure, I am not very social but I find when there are rules or a purpose I do better at things and relationships, I am hoping that maybe within a Total Power Exchange situation like we will have that I will be able to have a good relationship with you, I do want romance and I do..." he looked down and started to blush.

"...I do have a crush on you already" he finished his face going bright red at his admission.
 

The next question was either one he had to think of like she did at times, awkward for him to admit the answer to, or something of the like. She assumed it to be the first guess because a reply came soon enough after thinking on the wording. It was starting to become .. intriguing and maybe a slight tad eerie on how similar they really were. Shania had often read up on a massive variety but the message was the same in the end. Some people were destined to be with one another and usually a red string was wrapped around one of their pinky fingers. If she didn't begin to know better, they had been in the same or close enough situation. It was funny just because it was an Eastern tradition, not Western one; though this was partly where the concepts of fate and soul mates came from.

When Ethan's gaze lowered, she found himself able to see more of him. Not quite all but a bit to give her a sneak peek as it were. And sure enough, it was still a bonus to Shania, but he was handsome. Her smile widened as a soft chuckle left her lips. Moving her head from side to side, the young maiden's smile remained as she spoke up. "It's fine. Like I said - or at least I'm pretty sure I did - I do too. I had to self-diagnose myself on a lot we spoke of, truthfully. I feared for a bit something was genuinely wrong with me for wanting ... all we've both decided on. But in the end, I realized it's not me. It's society. The damn structure is flawed and built around so many loopholes and supposed regulations that it leaves humanity curious to even the most taboo subjects. I'd have to say that it's one reason, partly, many people even look at the lifestyle."

After a bit of a pause lingered, Shania spoke again, "There's also just the simple saying that comes into play. If to err is human, so is the ability to be curious. It ... kinda is shown just from our point of origins." While she wasn't an overly religious person, she was a bibliophile and she had noted that the Bible really did point this out. What had gotten Adam and Eve kicked out of the Garden of Eden? Curiosity along with disobedience. They had wanted to know what the fruit did and once they found out, they were sent into exile.

And while it was true many argued that no one could prove those who had written for the Bible were accurate and not just making up some bullshit, no real evidence had been found to disprove the origins of the book. So ... it was a bit of a stalemate in her mind and eyes.

"Regardless, you don't need to feel ashamed or anything of the like. Your voice is at least sounding as if that's what was beginning to happen." She went silent to think again. He'd said he was twenty-seven; she doubted Shania was his first. Not in terms of dating but ...

"Am I the first female you've tried something with this like? I know you said to let me do the talking but if it's getting too awkward, I'd rather you be honest with me, please. I think that's one of the main things I ever look for in men and relationships; the ability to be honest and devoted. That's really it. And yet it seems so damn difficult for people to carry out nowadays. Rather irritating to say the least." Her own cheeks darkened slightly. Even if Shania didn't need to apologize for going off on a rant, it wouldn't halt her for realizing she had nearly given into the temptation and done just that.
 
He only felt a little awkward, somehow it seemed that Shania believed he was more experienced than he really was, he didn't recall telling her he had any experience but perhaps he had done enough research and just knew a little about what he was wanting and talking about.

They were similar wanting something to hang on to and someone to be close to within a structure that was less than normal. Did they want to be in a state of constant horniness as well, a foreplay that never ended? This also might have been the case as he thought that even by locking her in a cage or having her on all 4's while he sat with his feet on her back would be rather exciting.

"Yes, perhaps we just want the freedom to be creative and sensual in our own way, I am not sure how much of it you will like once we get started which is why I proposed renting you for a period first, just to get you used to what will happen, if you don't like it then no harm no foul as they say we just go our separate ways but at least you will know before you sign yourself over to me." he explained to her as he looked her in the eyes.

"So I am afraid I am not the stereotypical Dominant male, I have never been the cliched anything really, never really fit into groups neatly, I will just do it my way and we will work it out as we go I guess. Sorry if that sounds lacking in confidence in some way but I am just being honest with you" he said to her.

"I'm ok, I'm just finding my way through really" he said in response to her question about him feeling ashamed. "And you may look at me as you would look at anyone else you are chatting with" he added.

"Yes, you are the first submissive that I will be with or play with, whatever word you want to use, I have been to brothels in the past and paid for sex, I have even thought about paying normal women for sex, I don't know why it just turns me on for some reason, maybe the corruption aspect. But no, I have never done this before" he answered her.

The waitress returned with their orders and left again.

"So have you done anything like this for real before? Even really light stuff?" he asked her now relaxing a little.
 

"Between you and me, cliques are over-rated. I was somewhat of one; mainly the geek and nerd ones; whatever people determine a bookworm to be in. But otherwise, I don't pay much heed to them myself. It really is best to just be yourself more often than not." The tone and way Ethan spoke hinted alone the poor man wasn't usually a dominant. So it wasn't much of a surprise when he admitted it aloud. "Well ..." She responded, shaking her head no after a bit. "I wouldn't say it's necessarily lacking self-confidence; more experience. But it'll be a lesson for us both. And going off how most classes went for me, it'll get easier after each one." At least in the executing and understanding aspects, it definitely would. There were going to be a few areas that no matter how many times they did such acts, it may not be the simplest thing. But with kinks and limits having been agreed upon, Shania didn't feel nearly as uncomfortable about it as she could have.

Finally, she was given consent to look up and see Ethan's face and eyes. He had his own set of matching dark hair and eyes like the young Native American. It was exotic in it's own way. The Aryan race had seemed so dominant lately that it was a nice change of pace to see someone else similar to her and yet different.

Once the orders arrived, she took the opportunity to sip from her Pepsi. As she temporarily finished, her head shook no upon hearing Ethan's question. "No. The most I've done, be it with someone else or myself is .. well ... a bit of masturbation. But I don't use much to avoid breaking myself." Her own cheeks darkened just a bit more upon hearing her own confession. Her hands relaxed and then raised. She waited for Ethan to take the first bite but once he did, she began to eat also.

"Mmm thank you. You're right, these are good." She added, waiting to finish chewing before talking at least. Her head glanced quickly up in thought before looking back to Ethan. "So .. what else are you into? Your likes and dislikes besides sex and all I mean?"
 
"Well we are pretty similar then, I tried hanging out with the geeks and was too cool for them, too geeky for the cool crowd, and although I work out I don't actually like sports so no luck with the jocks either! Although I lack experience I have a fair idea of what I want from a slave, I enjoy humiliation, that appeals and having someone and my beck and call, you may find some thing challenging I am sure but I want you to tell me about it, I want to hear how acts make you feel, that appeals to me as well. I like the psychological aspect of all of this, I like that I will reduce you to a level where you will have no self respect or shame, we will be walking in the darkness I assure you" he answered her his confidence growing and wanting to let her know what she will be in for, he still had this idea that she thought it would be a few slaps on the bottom when she spills her milk.

He watched her as she looked up at him, it was nice to see her face, he smiled warmly at her.

She told him how she had only ever masturbated avoiding large objects to avoid breaking herself. She started to blush and he liked that, she had shame, it was a good trait.

"Well, I like music, poetry, reading, cooking, gardening. I have heaps of interests, dislikes? Well I don't like crowds, loud obnoxious people and having to make small talk with people I don't like, and you, what do you like to do?" he asked and then took a bite of his burger which was so big it took care of nearly half of it.
 

Shania didn't usually give herself much credit if any. But at this moment, she was feeling a massive surge of pride. She'd thought this initiating the talks part of the rule would be so much harder. And yet, it was actually becoming easier and easier. Maybe she really should consider a shrink somehow. That plus a few other factors made her smile, be it Ethan's words or appearance. More often than not, however, it was a mixture of both. Her mind tried to register and comprehend everything he'd said about walking in the darkness. An array of ideas came to her mind but .. it would be so much easier to understand once things truly began. Until then, however, she decided not to give herself a headache from over-thinking on the matters.

"Music, listening to it or playing the flute, reading, researching, writing are my main likes. Dislikes ... I can handle volume with people. But it's when they get into departments like being hypocrites .. ugh. And then there's the people who just ... " She paused, trying to think how to word this one carefully to avoid giving the wrong idea. Taking another sip of the Pepsi first, she nodded and began to word it as accurately and yet carefully as possible.

"I don't mind seeing public displays or flirting. But have you ever seen where it's all just for show? Just to needlessly impress people and you can kind of tell there's no real incentive behind it? Times and people like that and perhaps as much as that, women who go along with it, who refuse to stand up for themselves. At least for myself, I'm very pro-feminist. The more the years have gone by, the more I've started to severely dislike religion and politics. Both have gone from a more stable form of .. beliefs to fields of deceits and lies. It's rather disappointing, truthfully. And that's why I'm a Selectivist. I choose what I do or don't believe in, not follow any one person or set of beliefs."

She knew that would anger her parents if they knew .. but that was a good reason Shania hadn't ever told them. But really, how could anyone even continue to believe in those things anymore? Hope, love, and faith were supposed to be three of the most vital virtues in this world, existing as if angels. But the more the Native American had grown up, she began to see them more like fallen angels who taunted and teased people with their own virtues, insisting it was in reach and yet keeping them away from people.

Taking another bite from her burger, her mind began to race. That was maybe one of the best things about talking during meals; you always had at least time to think of questions like this. It hadn't been her immediate train of thought ... and it made her cheeks darken more. But she had few doubts that she'd wish to halt all that Shania would wind up doing with Ethan. Even if sex wasn't going to immediately happen, he had made it clear it was inevitable. And that was fine by her .. but she hadn't considered this until she realized a few things. For one, she wasn't on birth control and two, he had insisted - hoped - for eventual romance between them.

"Um .. not right away obviously but ... have you ever wanted a family? Regardless, I'm not yet on birth control ... " She let the sentence trail off, knowing he could put two and two easily together.
 
Ethan was also feeling quite pleased with himself, he was talking well, better than normal anyway and whether it was because this arrangement was giving him some structure to work in or he was truly bonding with Shania he was doing a lot better than his average first meet up! He was quite happy with Shania's questions and conversation as well, she wasn't rapid fire asking him things like some women tended to do like they were conducting an interview and had a checklist, he had meet a few women like that, usually corporate types who admired him for having the cojone's to develop his own business from scratch, the problem was they would interview him, checking off things in their mind, he could actually imagine them doing it! A real drag to say the least.

She mentioned playing the flute, he thought back to just a couple of days ago when he wanted to hear flute music and looked some up, quite odd to say the least. he continued to listen to what she was telling him with interest.

"Yes, I have seen some people with the PDA just for show, very sickening, not as common as it used to be though I think, but then I don't go out much either to places where it would happen. It is interesting you say you are a Feminist and yet you want to be owned by a man, to surrender your power and your choice, might need to expand on that thought for me, I am quite spiritual, I don't believe in religion though, that is man made and it is so obvious it exists to control and divide people, one thing that shits me when discussing religion with someone who believes is they keep referencing their holy book, I mean if I wanted to find out what their book said I could read it, I want to know what they think!" he said, and realized he just said one of his longest all time sentences, maybe they really were clicking.

"Do you know anything about your NA spiritual background?" he added.

She then let him know about the birth control, or lack thereof while she took a bite of burger, he nodded and thought while he too took another bite.

"Well, there are different forms of BDSM, to be honest I think what we have been talking about is almost a Total Power Exchange situation, in other words you surrender your power to me totally, you live with me, do as I say and in exchange I take care of you, I guess you could say it would like an owner pet situation, I would make decisions for you which would include the type of birth control we use, if any, we can have all the tests to make sure we are safe as well if we are going to have sex without condoms, but we will discuss these things if the whole trial period works out." he answered her avoiding the kids question while he ate some french fries and took a sip of pepsi.

"Well, I guess if it was the right woman it would be good, but I have moments when I want them and then moments when I am glad I don't have them, and you?"
 

"Well ... " Her cheeks darkened more. Shania hadn't thought on the irony of her being a Feminist and yet wanting everything to be taken from her. "I'll have to honestly contemplate on that. I hadn't viewed it in that light until you brought it up now." Her smile widened more and to say Shania was pleased on how this was all going was an understatement. If she didn't know better, she'd gotten all worried for nothing. But that wasn't quite true. There were always such emotions when meeting a new person for the first time. Still, her mind went back to that string of fate theory .. and couldn't help but feel as if they truly had been bound together by it for years. Regardless, she hadn't gotten along with any male this well before. It definitely didn't feel like coincidence.

"Hm... " Her head glanced up as her heritage was brought up. "We were very in tune with nature. Apache are often thought of as one of the more violent tribes. I wouldn't say that's completely true; definitely not randomly. To defend ourselves? Absolutely. But compared to other tribes?" Her head shook no. "We had quite an array of rituals, especially for the right to be seen as an actual adult. In fact ... " She pointed upon her forehead and right cheek. "These are all symbols which represented I passed. I have a lot more books at my place which better explain it than I can. We have four colors that are deemed the most sacred to us; black, blue, yellow, and white."

There was far more, she knew, but it was a summed up version all the same and still answered his question. It hadn't dawned on the maiden just how hungry she had been .. up until she realized most of her burger was already gone. Well, she had skipped breakfast and hadn't eaten much since lunch yesterday. It seemed natural enough.

A nod of understanding left Shania's head as he better explained the Total Power Exchange. She'd read up on a few people on the site who practiced the same agreement. It was supposed to be one of the better contracts that existed and - usually - rather merciful. The exchange to obey with little to no questions while being allowed a safe haven was always a bonus. But he had a good point; it'd all depend on the trial period.

"It's basically the same as yourself. I would - eventually - want a family. But not with the wrong person either. So it's very akin to you; some days I'm glad I don't have any but others I wish I did. It likely contributes to having been an only child also. I didn't have my parents around much growing up because they were both working hard to ensure I had a decent enough upbringing; education, head over my roof, things like that."

Her fingers lightly tapped against the cup as another sip of Pepsi was taken. "How long were you going to have the trial period last for?" She finally asked as the thought came to her head. Usually when it applied to an actual product, it referred to anywhere along the lines of a few days to a week, sometimes a few of the latter. But it almost never went past a month. This, however, was a very different scenario and she figured it'd be wise to know every detail regarding the matters at hand.
 
He watched as he played with the idea of being a feminist and owned property, it seemed strange to him and yet on some levels it made a little bit of sense as well. She wanted to explore the darkness, he had a feeling that she only at this stage thought it was something for her, which was fair enough as he wasn't sure either. "Well I guess you can always say that you are exercising your right as an independent woman to do as you please" he said letting her off the hook for an explanation, it didn't really matter, "I'm full of contradictions as well" he said to her with a wink.

"They are interesting symbols, I love the old religions, Europeans were much the same really before Christianity, we had our own beliefs and worshiped nature and the fertility of crops, livestock an of course people, which is why you always see pagans and what not running around naked! We had Gods and Goddesses, male and female energy was worshiped and desired because really that is what you need, I guess I clash with Feminism on that issue, don't get me wrong now, I don't think women are inferior, not at all, I just think we have different strengths and weaknesses, different talents and interests, I think our differences are what makes it interesting, not trying to make women into men and vice versa" he explained again with a fair bit of verbage.

"And I agree as well, there are no more rights of passage are there? So kids make up their own and often it is something destructive" he concluded in his reference to her symbols.

"I would like to see that book and discuss all of that kind of stuff, it interests me a great deal" he added again.

He saw that she had eaten most of her burger and was still gnawing at it eagerly, "Do you think I should order you more sweetness, I don't mind, I don't want you to be hungry" he offered.

He nodded in agreement about her comments on kids, it was just one of those things you couldn't predict.

"Well I thought maybe a day or 2, I think really since we are both knew at this we could trial it, I would pay you well so you don't lose money from not working and we could discuss things along the way, make up a contract and such, see what things we like and don't like so much all that kind of thing. What do you think?" he asked.
 

"That is likely to be a good part of it." Her head bowed in appreciation as she heard Ethan admit he had his own slightly ironic thoughts and desires at times. It definitely made her feel much better. The wink made her cheeks go even more red. Usually, such gestures had been false and giving hints of an ulterior motive behind them. But not with Ethan. No, she could feel it was genuine; nothing more, nothing less.

"Oh no. I agree, actually. Even throughout the years, our roles have direly changed and altered. But that's, as you're saying, what makes it all the more better in it's own ways. The changes and seeing where we started and where we are now. It really is intriguing now that you make me think on it more." Her head shook no as the rites of passages were mentioned. "Sadly, no. In fact, the Apache have been getting trouble from the government for a while for trying to resume some of our practices. Why ... is beyond me. They act as if it were witchcraft or something. And I admit it's not .. typical. It's not unholy or anything though. But when we have amendments that allow for freedom of speech and religion ... why should it matter?"

Her head shook in annoyance. "This world really does confuse me sometimes. We boast of being the best nation and yet we have so many flaws. I wish we'd keep ourselves in check more often. The arrogance is a good factor on why so many tragedies have happened. I'm glad we fought for independence back during the Revolutionary War and all. But sometimes it seems like a bit after that ... we've deemed ourselves and everything of us perfect. And unfortunately, that's so far from the truth."

So it sounded very anti-patriotic. But to Shania, it was true and had only seemed to further increase over the years.

"Um ... " She looked down as the concept of having a bit more was brought up. It was definitely something she wasn't used to. Usually she didn't need to order more than once. But ... it did sound like a nice change of pace and for once in her life, she was hungry enough to consider it. "Not an entire second meal, per se, but maybe at least the burger or fries, yes please."

Her smile widened as she gave another appreciative bow of her head. "That is genuinely sweet though like I thought I hinted, I do have most of my tip money saved away also. One or two days though ... alright. That should definitely work out. I think it's a sound plan that's definitely worth seeing about."

A few bites later, Shania's plate was empty and the Pepsi only half-full now. Taking another brief sip, another nod left her head. "So .. assuming the trial period works, do I move back with you to ... wherever you live? Or would you stay here in Santa Fe?"
 
Ethan nodded in regards to the Apache getting into trouble from the Government "Well, society, or Western Society is trying to achieve something which isn't natural, it wants a society without suffering, where there isn't pain and everyone is equal. People aren't equal though are they, I mean I could not walk into a hospital and perform surgery, hell even if you tried to teach me, made me study chances are I still wouldn't get it, some people are smarter than others, some people are stronger or faster or more beautiful. The old religions and ways recognized this, now you have this mess don't you, and further more kids are growing up without empathy and are more violent than ever, the new ways are failing us as a society. All so we can try and be equal or fair, I mean is it fair that prisoners are treated better than the elderly in nursing homes? Ok, so I can talk more than you thought I could. See what happens when you get me on a roll!" he winked at her playfully again.

"Well I am not from here originally, I'm Aussie born, I came over here to expand my business, as you can hear I can talk like ya all pretty well, but..." he pauses for a moment, "I really sound like this" he said in his deeper and rougher Aussie accent. "I find it easier to conduct business when you guys assume I am of you" he said smiling.

"So yeah we are pretty different us Aussies, we're laid back and couldn't care less about most things to be honest" he laughed a bit. "Our sense of humour is rough and we greet people with insults, unless of course we don't like them, then we are real nice" he laughed again.

He ordered some fries for Shania.

"We call those chips by the way". he said as the waitress left.

"We had our own rebellion in Australia, smaller than your war of independence but similar some gold miners built a stockade and fought the English and police" he explained.

"I don't talk much so I ended up being quite perceptive, I could see you wanted more. That is ok, nothing worse than a sheila who doesn't eat enough!" he said again having fun being able to talk in his Aussie accent again.

"Yes, we would live together somewhere, I would pay you an allowance which would go into a back account, it means a lot to me that if after 2 years you wanted to end it, or I did, that you have money to fall back on, all of this would be legal Shania, I would invest the money for you so you will have plenty, more than if you worked as a waitress" he explained to her.
 

"Unfortunately, though, many people forget one major thing. Just as light and dark can't exist without one another, the same applies to suffering and peace. That's why wars and conflicts happen, partly anyways. And when all is said and done, the results are along the lines of agony, discord, anguish. We say so much 'Lest we forget' ... and we do just that too often. We forget and because of that, so many similar scenarios from the past return and haunt our nation. We try to make a bunch of regulations and whatnot deeming what's fair or not. But that's another truth; there is no such thing as anything being fair nor free; financially or otherwise."

By gods, this was fucking amazing. Not only was Shania having a talk but an intelligent one. How long had it been since she had this? Far too many years. And to add onto a twist of sorts, he revealed himself to be ... not American but Australian? Her own smile widened as she began finishing the last of her fries. "Personally, I prefer the more diverse cultures. There are too many Aryans so it's nice to see something ... not-so-typical every now and again. We used to have more people from other ethnicities here. It's a shame really; Santa Fe was better when it stayed that way."

Not that it was godawful. But .. the newer ways were so-so.

"I've heard a few terms, more from media than anything but ... really? Why chips? Wouldn't that get confusing?" Or did they not have actual potato chips? It was a bit confusing but the learning experience more than made up for it. Her head tilted slightly, hearing a few new things she hadn't recognized. "Interesting. I've heard England is somehow connected to Australia but not exactly how. Is ... 'sheila' something along the lines of 'woman'?"

The sight of Ethan's smile and hearing him getting more and more into the talk made her content and proud. It helped Shania feel as if .. she were helping him out somehow. And damn did it feel good.

Her hand waved as the money got brought up again. "I'm probably one of the few Americans who can honestly say that really is but a bonus for me. The more I speak with you .. the more eager I'm finding myself with wanting to try ... everything really." Her cheeks flushed more, something she hadn't thought possible, as she snuck in a sip of her Pepsi.
 
He listened to her opinion on war and suffering and peace and realized that there was a lot more to this girl then just some dodgy mainstream BDSM novel.

"Exactly right, there will always be war, look at the Native Americans, they fought each other constantly over hunting grounds and various other things, like simply enjoying war and being warriors, war will always be a way of solving problems, even if solving that problem means bringing your enemy to it's knees. The 60's are over and I don't think even the hippies believed all that peace guff they were spouting" he explained to her.

He smiled again as she mentioned Aryan's, she knew he was white he wondered and of Northern European descent thus making him Aryan of sorts. "Well Aryan, which I am one, is a pretty diverse race as well, a long story really and I will tell you one day, but the Aryan race some say is spread all over the place and isn't defined by skin colour alone either, you have the Indo Aryan's for example in India. And I am sure you know the Vikings made it to America centuries before Colombus, when you start looking at the cultures you see lots of overlaps like the Swastika which is a symbol used by the Vikings, Ghanaians, some Asian countries and religions like Buddhism, the Celts among plenty of others, so once again a huge subject really" he said hoping he wasn't sounding like a know it all.

He laughed at her chips comment, "Well you should hear about what a thong is in Oz! But yeah we just seem to know whether someone is referring to crisps or french fries, French Fries by the way in Australia is more the style of cut, like the McDonald's style fries, if you go to most places you get these thick style chips. Yes, England discovered and settled Australia, they dumped their convicts there at first, probably why we have such a rough sense of humour and disrespect for authority" he laughed as he explained.

"Yep a sheila is a woman!" he answered.

He smiled as he thought of home and how much different it was there.

He blushed as she made her comment about her wanting to try anything. "Well I guess anything in this context really could be anything!" he answered.
 

Though Shania didn't know too much on hippies or what they believed in, she'd take his word for it. It didn't help she hadn't met or known any. Her cheeks almost instantly flushed when he began better explaining the term 'Aryan'. "Well .. honestly, the times I hear it used a lot was back during the Second World War since it was one of Hitler's goals; to create said race. I knew Anglo-Saxon is diverse and in a good amount of all you listed .. but I can't honestly admit I knew that of Aryans. It's interesting to realize." The more he spoke, the more she felt herself drawn to Ethan. Even with what they had agreed to, there was clearly more to the man than met the eye. It impressed her and made her smile.

It'd be good to know that even during the sensual moments, it wouldn't be all he'd force her to go through with. She could have someone to actually talk to and hell if it went well enough, genuinely love. It was a change of pace, one that Shania direly needed. She would assume this applied to Ethan but didn't wish to speak on his behalf.

"Well .. fair. Though some authorities can take full advantage of their position of power. Another shame, really. But I have seen and heard of it being done." Not against herself, thankfully. But it was still a rather grim sight to have laid eyes upon.

A small nod left upon hearing his last sentence. "Mhm, definitely." Allowing herself to first take a few more bites and then ensure she was full, Shania looked around them a few times. Using a napkin to wipe her hands off with first, she then looked back over to Ethan. "Do you want the choker now or before we head back to my place? I feel more than full enough now, thank you." She added, not wanting to forget about her manners.
 
"There a lot of misconceptions and untruths about Hitler, the winners write history and have no problems making things up to suit themselves. Hitler's biggest ally don't forget was Japan, an Asian race and he was on good terms with China too, sadly Japan invaded China and he had to break ties with them because of that. Anyway, he also had an Indian division in his army as well as strong ties with the Arab world, Yassar Arafat was one of the visitors to his Eagle's lair for example. So he wasn't this racist as such, and while I am on it, why is White pride such a bad thing anyway, seems like a double standard to me. Hitler wanted to unite the Germanic people of Europe, Germanic is another diverse term, the Scandinavians, the English, the Scots are all Germanic as well as some of the Eastern Europeans. So I'll get off my soap box but as you can tell I am pretty passionate about these types of things" he explained to her in a voice that was most excited by the topic.

"Some authorities can abuse their power for sure, like the Nobel Peace prize, they fell over themselves giving it to Obummer as soon as he was elected, even Obummer himself was shocked by it and what has he done for peace? Campaign to bomb Syria? What a joke. Ok off soap box officially now!" he answered her.

"I want to put the choker on you myself, at your place, you will get me a drink, hand me the choker and ask me to sit down, once I am seated you will undress for me, keeping your boots on of course, you will undress, display yourself, meaning you will spin around, bend over, and bend forward so I can see how your breasts hang when you do so, you will also spread your arse cheeks when you bend over for me. Then I will decide and I will place the choker around your neck if I like what I see. Do you understand?" he asked her.
 

"True. I wasn't given many hints that China and Japan were on good terms but ... I can better see your points of views." Her smile widened more. This truly was one of the best talks she'd had in a hell of a while, let alone that wasn't to one of her teachers. Her head shook in understanding. "Oh no, it's fine. I have a few topics I'm passionate about also. But perhaps a bit more than that, I like learning and not being right all the time. So this is a very welcome change of pace, actually. I really appreciate it."

Fishing her car keys out, Shania waited first for Ethan to finish up and then take care of the bill. Her cheeks darkened upon hearing all the requests but she still managed a nod. "I do understand, yes. However, do you care that I don't have alcohol? Or if you really need some, I can stop and let you buy some at a store real fast. But I personally have never tried it. It's come off as ... far more of a negative liquid than positive, just from all my experiences with it and how men tend to react after having way too much."

And yet despite those words, she trusted that Ethan wouldn't go overboard, somehow. Maybe it was because he'd had more than enough opportunities to pull any awkward and fast stunts on her. But he hadn't, not outside of making her dress slightly sleazy and keeping her head bowed for a long while. And during the entire exchange of back and forth talks - be it through PMs or face-to-face - Shania had grown more comfortable and fond of the man.

Hopefully the same was being thought back by the Aussie across from her.
 
"I would like to know more about what makes you passionate." he responded with a smile, she was intriguing him a great deal. He liked that she was open minded, enough to listen and not just react by parroting some PC garbage to him.

Ethan saw that she was getting her car keys and was eager to get this experiment as it felt under way, she said she understood what was to happen and what her role in it was, so far she had followed his instructions perfectly so he didn't worry that she would stuff this up. It was of course a big ask, to expect someone to display themselves like that in a one sided nudity way, to a stranger no less.

"I'm ok without alcohol, I just meant a drink anything you really, it's fine. One of the things I hate about Aussie culture, very alcohol dependent, doesn't matter if you are poor, rich or in the middle, they all like to drink!" he assured her.

"Funny really isn't it? On a normal date a woman would be concerned about now that the guy would be preparing to try something sleazy or untoward, but perhaps because we discussed it and it is all part of this experience we both want, we are about to go to your place so you can undress and display yourself for me and it all feels just normal doesn't it?" he commented as he paid the bill.

"Should we go now?" he added.
 

"Well .. anything pro-life or pro-choice especially. It doesn't always tie in with the Feminist parts of me but it can. Pretty much any issue that could constitute under the ideas are definitely likely to get my attention. And especially with the US supposedly being a nation supporting freedom of speech and choices, yet with some things they try to say 'No, you can't do this or that' .. it's contradictory and simultaneously intriguing. There are some others but those will almost always get my immediate attention."

Shania did realize the orders and just how intimidating they were. But there had already been an agreement to get nude once they returned to her place so that part wasn't taking her aback. No, it was what to do after stripping. Some of the parts sounded incredibly lewd .. but she'd come way too far to turn her back. Besides, she did like Ethan. These experiments would probably be easier to enjoy after actually trying them as opposed to merely contemplating on them. As vivid as her imagination was, the human mind could only do so much after a bit. That was when it became easier to actually try what was going through one's head out after so long.

"Ah, okay. 'Drink' usually does tend to refer to alcohol. My bad. I need to remind myself you're definitely not 'most people'. And honestly, that's a very good thing." She added, mentally noting that at least her initial guess hadn't been too far off. The dependency on liquor seemed to be one definite thing that America and Australia had in common which was .. another interesting feat. She heard few bad things on the media of his homeland. But every damn day, there were hundreds of reportings on some crazy person initiating a shooting somewhere, some tragedy, or anything else of the like happening in America. It added stronger onto her feelings of the nation and that it wasn't nearly as perfect as many wished to believe.

"That's .. very likely, yes." She replied, managing a nervous but genuine smile. "I'm not sure if I'd use the term 'normal' for myself, simply because nothing really is anymore nowadays. But more consensual and comfortable, yes." A deep breath left as she gave an affirmative nod. "Mhm, let's go." She agreed, standing up to her feet and leading him to the blue Camaro. "You drive on the opposite side of the road in Australia, correct?" That'd likely be a new change for him also. Even if he'd been here a while, it did sometimes take a while to adjust. And honestly, she couldn't blame him. It'd likely take her a while to get used to driving on the other side of the road plus other multiple cultural differences.

Sliding in the driver's seat, she buckled herself in and waited for Ethan to get ready. Her heart was pounding all the while, knowing it'd literally be minutes away before things would truly begin to start. While waiting, she placed her purse down in the back seat. It would likely have felt .. odd to inquire for him to hold onto it. And even if that wasn't the case, she didn't wish to burden him with a petty task.

Once Ethan was finished buckling himself in, Shania turned the keys in the ignition, preparing to leave the restaurant and go back to her residence.
 
"Yeah, well Freedom is an illusion really, no matter what there will always be some rules or laws, you need it really otherwise you seriously do go back to the Dark Ages except at least back then there were less people and more space apart, that just wouldn't now with everyone living on top of each other. I can see both sides of the abortion thing, I can see in some situations it would be a good thing and then in some other situations I just think 'couldn't you have just used a condom!'" he laughed, "You do intrigue me my sweet. he said to her.

"Yeah I know, but I will drink what I am given, no biggie. I will tell you when you need to apologize or beg for forgiveness" he said with a wink and a smile.

"No, I'm not most people, you have that right" he added.

"Normal is an odd word isn't it, I agree anyway, nothing normal about anything really. Yes, we do drive on the other side of the road, I have driven here a little but I prefer to be driven around, some of your multi lane freeways are way bigger than we have down under" he said to her as he got in the car and did up his seat belt.

"Perhaps you can earn your keep by being my sexy chauffeur" he added with a smirk.

They arrived back at her place and as she parked the car, he waited in his seat, he wanted to see if she would open the door for him.
 

"Abortion is but one of the many topics that would suffice under that category. Yeah, I'm half and half on that issue also. It's understandable in some cases more than others; though for myself, I could never resort to it. Not even if it were the result of a rape. That's far too cruel ... at least for myself. Besides, there's a good chance the unborn child won't turn out a damn thing like the man who assaulted you so at least it deserves a chance at life. Another huge one though is marriage, specifically between gays and lesbians. Honestly, I don't see what the fuss is about. It's a consensual agreement between two people. They should have the natural right to love. I know it's not encouraged in most holy books. But then look at incest for a bit. It's heavily referenced especially in the Bible. It's actually how a lot of the bloodlines from Adam and Eve continued; she didn't only bed her husband but some of her sons. It just ... " Her head shook. "It's stupid." She finally finished.

Her cheeks darkened from a mix of Ethan's wink and Shania realizing she'd gone on slightly. But she reminded herself he actually didn't care. It was another foreign thing to add to her list; knowing the man beside her, if anything, enjoyed the intellectual talks for once. "Fair. I'll keep that in mind." She replied. Thankfully whatever traffic had emerged from before was mostly gone, making the drive much faster and smoother.

"I can't blame you. I'd probably want the same back, honestly. I'm too used to driving this way so .. it'd be a tad if not very intimidating to try to change. So ... had you been living somewhere in the States prior to coming over here? Or did you fly all the way from Australia anyways?" It had dawned on her that she only knew that was his homeland but not necessarily where he had been residing prior to a few days ago.

Unlike most other drivers Ethan had seen, he'd note Shania actually paid more heed to the laws. She did, admittedly, try to sneak going 5-10 miles over the speed limit but that was easily assumed to be fueled on by anticipation of where they were going and what for more than disobedience.

"Personally, you're spoiling me quite a bit as it is. But ... I wouldn't mind if you don't. Honestly, sometimes even I don't like the idea of driving here and this was where I was born and raised. So I can understand the uneasiness."

Letting herself get a deep breath first, Shania turned the car off after parking and, sure enough, got Ethan's door and opened it for him. Since she'd had to put her purse in the back, however, that was soon next as she leaned forward and grabbed the handbag. Pivoting on her feet, she then turned and began leading Ethan to the front door.
 
Ethan nods in respect to Shania's views on abortion, "It is far from being black and white that is for sure" he nods in response.

"I think you will find that any holy book from any religion has things in it that make little sense or cause offence, these things were written centuries ago, so I guess that is what you can expect and why they call it faith" he adds.

"Yeah, I have been living and working in New York, grew up in the Western suburbs of Melbourne back home, think New Jersey" he said laughing at the NJ comparison.

He noticed that Shania drove carefully but crept over the speed limit every so often but at the same time speed laws were more relaxed in the U.S than they were in Australia where they would fine you for a couple of kilometers over the limit.

Sure enough Shania opened the door for him and he stepped out, his cock was pulsing now in anticipation of what would happen once they were inside, this woman was going to undress for him, it was like living in a porn film it was so crazy and unlike what he usually experienced.

He followed her to her front door and waited while she opened the door, show starting soon, he thought and smirked a little at his sense of power.
 

A simple click signaled the door was unlocked. After turning it gently and opening it, Shania soon closed it after both herself and Ethan were inside. Her pulse had stayed at a more normal pace up until now. At the moment, it had increased in frequency and speed and with each new step she took, it only seemed to strengthen further. Her mind began to race along with it as she recited all the steps Ethan had brought up before they left the restaurant. She added her own step in real fast before beginning to follow Ethan's.

So first thing for herself to do before the drink was setting her purse down. She'd open it and reveal the choker had been inside the entire time. Without a word, Shania set it down on a nearby counter. "The living room is across the way, about five steps over. I .. think I hinted I'm in an efficiency or if not, I meant to. So it's easy to navigate around in."

Most of the floors were wood, save for the tile in the bathroom. Carpets were spread around here and there, one per room. The entire place had a modern and yet rustic-like feel to it; nothing too elegant but certainly not too simple.

It was easy enough to keep track of where Shania was even if Ethan didn't look directly at her. The wooden floors plus the clicking of heels upon the surface made it simple to use the loud noises as a way to keep track of where she was heading. And only if he did remain nearby would he see her holding her hand to keep it stable.

Get a grip ... She inwardly scolded herself, shaking her head as she took a breath to calm herself. She almost felt like grabbing herself a cup of water but he'd specifically asked for only him to have a drink. True, she could be a smart-ass at times but something told the young Native American now wasn't a good moment to test that out. Glancing silently at the cup, she nodded before pouring a few cubes of ice inside. Satisfied she hadn't missed anything so far, Shania turned and headed towards the living room, grabbing the choker on the way out.

"Please .... do sit down." She offered, extending her hands out to give Ethan the glass of water and collar. Her heart raced faster knowing it'd just take for him to accept it ... and then she'd have to strip and show herself off.
 
Walking in Ethan took that look around that people do when they enter a place they have never been in before, the place looked nice and clean, well decorated, neither too cluttered or bare. There was thought behind the decorations and arrangement of furniture, unlike some people who just throw as much crap into a place as possible.

Watching her as she placed her purse on the table and removed the collar, the collar which would symbolize her digression from free woman into owned property, chattel in every sense of the word.

He was getting excited, even more so than before the closer it came to really happening, Shania committing her first act of servitude was just moments away now, his cock pulsated more and grew harder, he believed he might even cum in his pants at any moment such was the level of excitement, something he had never felt or had to worry about before.

If this was a normal date he thought he would have already made a move on her, his excitement as great as it was, but this wasn't a date, and somehow it felt wrong to touch her or try and get in her pants, it was all a mix of erotic irony, he was about to see her naked, a woman he had just met a couple of hours ago, and he would sit and watch, but to try and touch her now was just, well just impolite.

He walked into the living room that she pointed out, "You have a really nice place here, do you rent or are you paying it off?" he asked her as he looked around some more.

"I like the timber floors, very rustic and warm" he added as he waited for her.

The clicking of her heels was another turn on, memories of his first sexual experience, the sound of the escorts high heels on the concrete outside his house came into his mind, this was much the same thing, a structured sexual experience which was both planned and yet spontaneous in it's own right.

He could feel her nerves which he liked, he disliked sluts who would strip or fuck without much care or thought, her nerves were proof that she had shame and such her submission to the humiliation's and degradation's he would impose on her would be all the more challenging for her.

He didn't want to say anything to make her more self conscious, she would have to play this out, strip as discussed and agreed to. He knew she would follow through, she had done everything else, and if she was planning on backing out then bringing him home was a rather stupid thing to do.

Then he heard her, she was close again, he could smell her scent, her real scent, he thought his cock was going to explode, never before had he been so charged.

Accepting her invitation to sit down, and then taking the glass of ice water and collar he nestled in the arm chair and crossed his legs. He played with the collar in his hands, he would enjoy putting this on her, to have her on her knees while he did so, like a ceremony of ownership, a marriage of a kinky kind.

"Thank you" he said without much hint of anything in his voice.
 

"Thank you." Her head bowed politely as she heard the comment on her efficiency. "Renting for now though I have wondered on working on paying it off. There would be few other times I'd need a bigger place so ... I suppose it depends." A family was honestly the main thing she could immediately think of but with that still being a card both admitted was upon the table, it did seem fair to keep both options open.

Her pulse quickened more as her hands raised up. They hesitated for only a few seconds before beginning to undo the blouse, one button at a time coming undone. All this needed was some music and the background and, unbeknownst to Shania, this would be almost the perfect setup for a strip tease. Her hands held the cloth for a few more moments before tossing it upon a nearby table. Next left the bra and finally - carefully too since she was in heels and didn't desire to trip - the skirt. Each article of clothing fell upon the blouse.

For a bit, Shania swore her muscles forgot how to work. Her head shook quickly as she swallowed and resumed the last bits of the command. She spun in gentle yet sensual circles, showing off her full 42Cs in the process. And finally, she bent over. Her cheeks flushed deeply as she spread her ass open for Ethan but thankfully many raven strands hid most of the sight away.

Shania's mouth opened, ready to ask what he thought .. but decided the best way to get an answer was just be silent and wait. She kept herself in the new and very lewd position, waiting for his verdict and decision in the end.
 
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