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The Muse

A creature that drives inspiration and passion in the soul of an artist.... Why is she charmed? She has become enthralled with her subject. The artist has rendered her to her knees.
5 years ago. December 27, 2018 at 11:52 AM

I’m not sure what is causing all of my crazy dreams as of late but this one was pretty wild.

 

It began in bed.  I was in bed with two other women and there was some playing around with a handheld electric mixer.  After awhile, my bedmates told me that the convention was about to begin.  My brain panned over to the next scene.

I was sitting in an auditorium with a rather normal looking crowd, ready for the hostess to appear on stage.  She was covered in this gold and white hood with a gold mask and wore a long gold and white gown.  She was a Domme.. and introduced herself as Lady ...something ... the name evades me.

I was enthralled by the entire ordeal.  She was discussing how the convention was going to play out... and we had to wait in the lobby of the hotel for room assignments.

Apparently we could have our choice... and I wanted a king size bed.  While I was waiting for the hotel manager and the desk clerk to stop arguing over what to do with used room keys (shred them or reprogram them)... I tossed a bag of popcorn in the microwave.

 

I got really distracted with their argument and confessed that it was perfectly fine if they give me a haunted room.  I was soon being scolded by EVERYONE about my burnt popcorn.  They had to open all the windows.  Everyone I passed gave me the stink eye.

 

Anyway... I woke up and THE END

 

 


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