His Private Dancer

Description: I've had this fantasy for a long time, and my master promised he'd surprise me with it, but wouldn't tell me when. that's fine, this sort of thing you like to be caught off guard. i was just leaving pole class when he came up behind me and pushed me towards a car. first a gag and then scooped up into the trunk where rope was applied, binding my wrists and ankles together. i struggled in the trunk while he drove, desperate to at least get my arms free before we arrived at whatever destination he was taking me too. i couldn't and there was no hope for escape. he lead me inside to stripper pole and tied me to it. "you're my private dancer now," he said and demanded i dance for him else he would cane me. the rope was too tight and there was nothing else i could do, but swing my hips and dance for him.