The lights dimmed as WhipMistress Sierra and her golden entourage slowly walked back into the darkness and out the exits to the tents in the back lot, which served as dressing/preparation rooms. When the lights came back up, GrandMaster Karl was standing in the middle of the presentation area. A young woman wearing a bright white thong bikini with a barely-there matching top was standing to his left. A very ripped beefcak...

Chapter Three - WhipMistress Sierra I don’t like surprises. I especially don’t like surprises when I know that lives are on the line. So when Master Arnold and Master Amani strode out to GrandMaster Karl and immediately began a heated conversation, I was especially attentive. I could see GrandMaster Karl’s mouth and could catch a word or two. Lip reading is a skill I picked up early in life, and it has been useful many ti...

Chapter Two - Whipmaster Wu GrandMaster Karl Davidson was going to be Master of Ceremonies tonight. That wasn’t required by his position, but the reality is that powerful Masters and Mistresses often have delicate egos and would see great treachery in minor verbal faux pas. Thus, someone with the diplomatic skills of the GrandMaster needed to make all of the introductions, explanations, and, of course, the declaration of...