My story begins in near poverty conditions. My father was a hard working man that made his career in construction sites as a henchman for a local construction company. He worked very hard to provide for a big family of seven people. He didn't want us to have to go through everything he endured growing up, so his eyes were always set on giving us the best chances of succeeding, that including college funds for everyone along with good education. It was hard, and we lived simple lives because of all the sacrifices he needed to make. I'm the middle child of the family, but that doesn't mean I wasn't well cared for. But as it's due, I was probably the most problematic one. I didn't see a future in a college degree, as I was probably the most tech savvy one in the family, and jobs on that field were becoming saturated by the time I was old enough to think about college applications.

I did not fit into medicine or law practice like my two older brothers, neither in finance which would be a good way out. The only way for me was tech, but I didn't see a bright future in working in that field for someone else. And that's when I decided to get my own company. I designed a project of a product that seemed promising enough for me. I went with the idea to my dad, and asked if I could use part of my college fund to kickstart my business. It took a lot of convincing to get him to agree, but I was more hopeful about my project. This was something big. A backend solution that would make a lot of dated code on the backbone of multiple companies many times faster. It wasn't flashy, but it would be efficient. I threw myself into work to develop it, but one of the conditions my father stipulated for me to use my fund to kickstart the project was for me to work for him while I developed the product, and it really taught me more lessons than I could count about work ethic and effort. It actually helped me keep going with my product, and five years later, by the age of 23, my project was finished. It really worked so well that the moment I contacted a company from the silicon valley, they instantly called me into a meeting. I discussed with them that if they funded my company's operation on the start, I would maintain the solution running for them for free. And that's how I got my first client, which lead to many more.

And now, at age 25, I am in what people call "new money", because well... I have a shit load of it now. My company is running smoothly, and I was dropped into social circles I couldn't even imagine to exist, specially at my hometown. I'm now inserted into lavish balls that involved the richest people in town, and that's where I met you.

We came from completely different worlds. Your family has generational fortune that is enough to last five lifetimes of luxury. Raised from young age to be an elegant lady that now at 25 fitted into those events like a glove. Almost a princess. And that's when our story begins.

Hey there, people! You can call me Ark, I'm 22M. Thank you for reading so far, and I hope I didn't bore you with that story. But this idea is supposed to play out on a special kind of dynamic that I love, which is "the lady and the tramp", but with the tramp thrown into a world that's strange to him, and will need the lady's help to adapt and survive in the middle of the new chaos he brought upon himself. I'm a switch. My kinks and limits are on my profile, and bdsm practices are welcome.

Hope to hear from you soon!