One last pass and I’m done for the night. Honey smiled to herself, eyeing her now sparkling floor. She was a pole dance teacher, and a successful one at that. People came from far and wide to be taught by...

Power Struggle (Part1)

"Prologue: He is her slave...or is he?"

So here we are, you, kneeling - pathetically - on the floor as if doing homage to the goddess that sits above you: me, in my leather and lace, and you, completely naked. I'll bet all your friends see you...