"Well there you go," Charlie said with a grin. "I've been painting - a lot - but the ones that are working best are the ones where - well - D and I have this 'thing'. Some people would say it's kinky but for me it's just - necessary. I need to feel loved, of course, but owned as well. He bosses me about and I just love it, and when we're playing like that I wear this little," he smiled and ran a finger round his throat, "collar. When we have a day where D puts that on me and he sends me off to paint while dinners cooking or while he watches football, the pictures are just ..." He sighed. "Weird, huh?"