Commission drawn by Grafhou

Phantom sometimes needs to go incognito... _{or the CEO is simply feeling lazy.} When Phantom isn't up for a hands-on appearance, she's known to send one of her trusted subordinates in her place. Prathiba Prassad is a shrewd negotiator, but more importantly, she has an eye for detail. When Prathiba is on the job, funds and product never slip through the cracks - at least, not without ample payment or punishment! While the domina herself has preferred secretaries, Prathiba fulfills a more hands-on role. The simple fact is that sometimes business must be conducted, and to that end, Prathiba is eager to apply her skills to MirageCorp's enterprise.

At heart, she has a thoroughly entrepreneurial spirit. Some argue that her preference for efficiency over flair is antithetical to her organization, but Phantom's approval silences most naysayers. The rest are usually convinced with a peek at her latex sari...

Name: Prathiba Prassad
Age: 25-34
Size: Above average
Body: Lanky, thin, "svelte"
Strength: Business acumen, keen perception
Weakness: Overreacts to competition

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Grafhou's pencil work never ceases to amaze me! He did this fabulous piece of a character I've had banging around for a while now. Prathiba doesn't replace anyone - she's just the face of true business when business is necessary.

My original inspiration was a really gorgeous pic that I saw quite some time ago. The curves and cool confidence always stuck with me - and there's something appealing about mixing a loose, flowing sari with a splendid skintight latex outift!

My frequent readers will have heard the name pop up a few times. I generally don't adhere to a very strict canon, but the name and some of the traits have appeared before!
She's made a cameo in Orientation during a very formative college experience!

OrientationRobin slowly writhed. She had full control over her body, yet all her summoned willpower scarcely ruffled her prison. Escape was utterly impossible, and there was a part of her that embraced this finality.
At least until the blankets came off. Sunlight pierced through dyed hair that hung scruffy in front of her eyes
"Mrrrrff..." Moans escaped her throat.
"UP! Up, up! I told you like four times already."
"Mmmf-nnff."
Robin felt herself twirled onto her back and she stretched her limbs. The warmth was already escaping her bed, fleeting into the cold air of their antiquated dormitory room.
"Christ alive, Robin." The girl slapped her palm against the back of her other hand, as though she were warming it up for a dope-slap. "It's cute when you sleep, except when you've got shit to do."
"Mmm-hmm."
"Listen. There are freshmen getting here in like... twenty minutes." Erika's voice vascillated between mock annoyance and genuine annoyance. "They're gonna be like, 'oh, cool, student government. O

...as well as a positively ancient story (still in the school setting!) here. (Warning: was written 6+ years ago. I make no promises for the quality!) Teachers' Pet

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