Hundreds upon hundreds came here searching for pain and guidance. Novices and die-hards, masochists and fetishists, the brave and the scared. All coming and going on a submissive tide. She was well-respected and Her dungeon became the temple of Female Domination. She was on top of the world and on top of men. Tom, Dick and Harry and a few others were here to stay. They were buoys of hope in an ocean of empty promises. She loved to dominate them, loved the complete power She had over them. She had to retire in the end, because raising Her children became Her priority in life. Slowly but surely Her admirers faded away in time. Rescued by other Mistresses perhaps. Worshipped by many, remembered by few, that’s probably the truth of it. Once She was an Empress and a Goddess, now She’s just an old Lady down the road.