Always looking for ways to find money to help me buy more paint. I paint, sculpt, write, take pictures, pretty much any artistic activity I will do. I...attend workshops often and this is how I became a muse. One day I was painting a still life in a room full of other artists at our local art studio. I was still painting at 9:00, when the studio closes. I was so focused on my work I had not realized everyone else had left and it had become dark outside. I only came out of my focused trance when. . ““Achha Veenu , dekh mujhse choopana mat .. bata main tujhe kaisi lagti hoon ?? “By now after yesterday’s incident my inhibition too was gone and I said ” Didi aap mujhe duniya ki sab se khoobsoorat aurat lagti hain , aapke samne koi bhi nahin .. main sach kehta hoon .” Dekh Veenu main samajhti hoon , is umra mein aisa hi hota hai .. koi bhi ladki achhi lagti hai .. ‘“Par Didi aap “koi’ bhi nahin hain ..plz aisa mat kahiye aap .. aap bilkul khas hain mere liye … believe me Didi , main kabhi. ." She replied biting down on her lip,"Just please be gentle with me..." She pleaded sheepishly."Hey!" I snapped back, "I do to you whatever I want, HOWEVER I want! You don't have any say in the matter, you're just my slave and you WILL submit to your Master and be very grateful for everything I do to you!" Mmmmmm..!" Is all she could groan with a shiver of pleasure hearing that."Just for that, I think you better take what I give you in your mouth, and suck on it, maybe that'll stop you from. The patience of the rope hopefully had done it's trick on you - making you understand your vulnerability - and also knowing - that you have given me your body to manipulate -- The roller coaster you ride for thrills -- knowing that the track will be safe - but then again you are not driving the little car and it goes along the track -- you have no control over it -- the tying of the rope is like the clack clack clack of going up the first hill in that little cart -- knowing that the wild ride.