Like moths to a flame, they come to me. Men of all ages, backgrounds, hailing from all kinds of careers. Some are corporate superstars, many are striving to become one. But what unites them all is a desire to kneel before me. Forget any image you have of a leather-clad dominatrix lashing slaves with a whip. My brand of domination is an entirely different affair, where the bodice us replaced by a sharp business suit, the thigh-length boot is replaced by the designer heel. I represent the corporate face of female domination, putting men in their place in the everyday scenarios of today's business world. And judging by the clamour for my services, there is a multitude of men who love the thought of bring brought to heel by a female representing the highest echelons of the business world. As more women shatter the glass ceiling and rise to positions of corporate power, the men they leave behind below them have to get to grips with a new reality. Some find it difficult, while others simply succumb to their underling status with relish. They love taking orders from a woman and trying to please her, even though many fail dismally and also fail to realise they are merely pawns for the taking by a new breed of businesswoman who gets what she wants - at their expense. It's great to see women take charge in such settings, and it certainly seems to be unlocking hidden desires for servitude among the male population. All of which is great for me as I adore lording it over such submissives. With a sharply raised eyebrow, I can have a man acting as my slave, grovelling away like there's no tomorrow. After my quality training, I can issue orders without saying a word. I'll give you an example. I took a slave to a party recently to act as my dogsbody.

To illustrate his unquestioning commitment to me to a sceptical female friend, I clicked my fingers. The sub instantly dropped to his knees, bowed his head and began kissing my feet. She was stunned but for me it's an everyday occurrence. And I love it. I've always been naturally assertive and had the knack of turning men into things that want to please me.

I don't session from a dungeon but a superior corporate apartment which is an inviting prospect for those nervous about unfamiliar settings. For most of my sessions I wear clothes that wouldn't look out of place in any boardroom. Business suits and heels to put it broadly but designer quality befitting the air if sophistication I naturally exude. Attention to quality and detail is so important and means my subjects are never in doubt that they have met the real deal. And I'm a deal that's taking London by storm. The Davenshaw brand is growing. Despite the grim realities of the recession, there's a
burgeoning band of men who are clamouring to be put in their place - which is, of course, at the feet of a superior woman.