IT'S QUIET UPTOWN / introduction

[EROS]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]His story was much the same as this ones. Taken away from his home after it was destroyed and his parents as far as he knew likely killed in action defending it. He was only five months old when they had strapped a collar around his neck and proceeded to bend and mold his mind to be the slave that they wanted. It was easy, children were impressionable and he took to the new life in order to not be hurt anymore. To not feel the burns of lashes against his skin or the echoing pain of bruises. So life went on and he obeyed and he worked as the world wanted him too. Worse things happened and he was no longer able to reproduce which he didn't really acknowledge because it wasn't important to what he needed to do. His jobs, his work, taking orders was all that mattered in the end. His gaze swept over the area as he carried a bucket in his jaws, squeezing the handle a little bit too tightly when he spotted the female. Pausing he shuffled his paws a little as he watched her but after a moment he slowly put the bucket of dirty water down to approach her.

He made sure to hold himself as he normally should. It was just so others didn't get made at him, after all if he oozed his status there would be nothing to be upset about. His pink marble hues shifted over the canine almost hesitantly as his tucked in tail gave a gently wave, knocking against lanky limbs. Though he was bigger than she was he was most assuredly skinnier as his body didn't seem to want to retain any muscle or fat build. "Are you okay?" He asked the other slave with a light tone of concern in his voice.