Michael Prince (livinginshadow_) wrote in 4bidden, @ 2015-02-05 20:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | #week: 13, &day: monday, *character: michael prince, *character: troy smith |
Who: Mike & The Doctor
What: Meeting for the first time at random.
When: Week 13; Sunday, December 21st, after delivering lunch to Harvey.
Where: Local bookstore.
Rating: Low
Really, as much as Mike was one to push limits and test how far he could go, like he'd done with his last master, and the master before that when he'd been a child, Mike was in all aspects a slave raised from birth. A slave raised in close confines, controlled with specific instructions. Never left to his own devices outside of the home. He knew how to navigate outside, but it had always been in the company of another slave. They'd had an itinerary. Go and do this, get this, then home. No talking with non-slaves if at all possible.
But that was changed. No feeling wicked stopping to talk to people. Allowed to go out so long as he did his duties. Allowed to have friends, allowed to socialize online. Harvey was quite the Master. He was amazing. He was perfect. From the moment he'd walked into the viewing room and Mike had seen him, heard him speak. The pure masculine authority. The appreciation in his eyes for the way Mike looked, put on display with his particular kink and his ability to pull it off in a pleasing way. And after... how quickly it had gone from a mere examination of him to Harvey buying him and unable to wait until he'd been brought home before sampling him... And once home?
Yes, it was a fantasy world Mike walked in. He was nervous beneath the bravado and the outward appearance of someone who belonged. It was alright. It was also good. He needed to do something for his master. Show his appreciation. Leaving his Master's office, having dedicated every afternoon to delivering proper food to his master, he hadn't gone home. Instead he stood in the bookstore, worrying his bottom lip. There was so much, and he had no idea what to do. What would Harvey like and appreciate? He had limited funds. If he spent too much his master would know, and he didn't want his master to find out before he was gifted with it on Christmas Morning. Steppign to the side a bit, totally engrossed, he accidentally bumped into someone's side.
"So sorry. So very sorry, I wasn't paying attention," Mike said hurriedly, wincing at his obliviousness causing the light bump.