Mhorashty
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...The Story of My Life...
(Closed for Alex kitten and Mhorashty)
1:33 am. October 24, Tuesday.
Suburban Apartment Complex.
Nathaniel sat infront of his computer quietly musing to himself over the 15 page paper he had to turn in to his professor at the end of the week. Double majoring had turned out to be a lot more work than he originally thought it would be. Thankfully his job was working out really well and allowed him a little time during work to get some of his homework done. The supervisor position really had been the best thing that had happened to him since going back to school. His mind raced quickly through the two prior months..
..Nathaniel "Mhorashty" Clap was a kind of average guy. He was taller than a lot of people, not everyone just most people. He was in shape but it wasn't something he was constantly obsessed with, he usually just let his metabolism and his fucked up work schedule take care of everything.. well that and popping a few diet pills before work kinda helped things out a little. He didn't do it often.. just when he needed that extra boost to make it through the day. Nathaniel's hair was shoulder lenght, and black, the shade that only comes from a bottle. He usually kept his longish hair tied back in a pony tail, he liked it that way. His black hair made his pale skin seem even paler. But most people tended to notice his amazing green eyes before the pale, pale near ghostly white of his skin. He usually dressed as respectibly as he felt like.. normally a button down shirt and a pair of khaki's.. at least that's what he wore when he was going to school and work.. his weekend attire was somewhat.. more exotic. On the weekend he tended to lean more towards leather, and other revealing clothing items...
Nathaniel had been out of school for about four years when he finally decided it was time to go back.. and the first day at his community college he met her. She didn't seem like anything special then.. but that had all changed in the two months since they bumped into eachother heading into psychology 101... after the memories receeded he looked down at her. She was kneeling by his chair, naked. Her body was indeed beautiful to behold. She knelt there quietly her head tilted down slightly, a leather collar wrapped around her delicate throat.. a thick lenght of chain connected the collar to her Master's chair. He reached a hand out to her and combed it through her hair. He smiled for the briefest of moments, "Pet, fix me a rum and coke. You may get yourself either cranberry juice, or water."
He smiled inwardly. It had taken a few weeks to get her used to being naked around him at all times, then an additional few to get her accustomed to sitting quietly at his feet until he asked something of her. All in all, she'd become quite a good pet in the dawning of the third month they've known eachother... He turned his attention back to his paper and sighed. He rubbed his eyes for a moment and then refocused his attention.. or at least he would until she came back with his drink...