"Made for sculpting..." He said...and so she posed....and was sculpted.

"A classical face!" He Said....and so....she let them paint.

"Your body is a canvas!" He said....and so.....she let them paint upon her flesh

"It is performance art!" He said.....and so.....she went....and performed.

She took pleasure in seeing the creations they formed from her image, his students. So innocent at first, she posed in a drape, then nude and then with her body painted in bright colors....some would have called it a downward spiral this progression from art to what polite society deemed pornography. The more he asked of her the more she craved....becoming art become her obsession..

No longer did she attend her classes, to tired from endless hours of standing still while she was used in whatever fashion He chose for her. Though when her scholarship was revoked she found herself chastised. No longer a student he had no use for her....the appeal was gone as she was no longer forbidden fruit, this girl.

Cast aside...hurt by his refusal of her she sought to quiet the pain....the desire to perform a drug....and she found herself moving from  scene to scene.  A  favorite at raves with her ever changing makeup and love of costumes....her willingness to play whatever part was demanded of her she had no trouble gaining entrance to even the most dark of clubs even when most would have demanded an ID she did not posess. Her reputation creating a draw that they no longer asked now that she could produce one that was not fake. Through friends she heard of  a club with a stage upon which she could practice her art and so she found herself here at Hellfyre, a willing slave to her all consuming obsession