It means a secluded house in the woods

"I'd love to see your house," you say to Ronnie as you get into his car. He gives you a smile that makes you think maybe you just made the wrong decision and then he starts the car. It's not a long drive, but after only a few minutes on the road you turn off down a dirt path. There are no lights and no houses, just an old, overgrown dirt road and a rusty "no trespassing" sign.

"I bring some of my special ladies out here," Ronnie says.

You're getting the whole "special ladies that end up in pickle jars" vibe from him, and yet your freaky side is starting to get turned on by the creepiness. There's something exciting about feeling like you might get axe-murdered out in the middle of nowhere. Some people might not get it, but there's no denying your pussy is starting to get nice and juicy.

"Here we are," Ronnie says as a small and ramshackle looking house appears in the car headlights. It's so dark out here. There are no lights other than the car's headlights and the trees are very near to the house.

Ronnie parks and gets out of the car. You can feel the butterflies in your stomach as he comes around to your side and opens your door for you. He gives you a hand out of the car and leads you along the dark path to the house with the help of a pocket flashlight. There's a little bit of fog on the ground and you actually hear an owl hooting as you walk up to the door. It couldn't be creepier unless a werewolf started howling.

Ronnie opens the heavy door and swings it open. He flips on a switch and you see that it is a basic camping cabin with a cot, refrigerator, sink, table and chairs, and a toilet, all in one room.

"Very, um, rustic," you say.

Ronnie pushes aside the table and moves a carpet on the wooden floor and reveals a metal trapdoor. He pulls a ring on the door and flips a switch. You hear lights buzzing and popping and you see a staircase descending into the basement.

"After you, my dear," Ronnie says and motions for you to head down into the basement. He sees your hesitance and tries to reassure you. "I only invite ladies who want to go down into the basement. I could tell by our conversation at dinner that was what you wanted. To be one of my special ladies."

"Um..." you start to take a step back and Ronnie reaches over and takes hold of your upper arms. He looks into your eye with an intensity that is almost hypnotic.

"I will treat you nice and train you to be one of my special ladies. Isn't that what you want?"