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.