Stand your ground

You stand up a little straighter. "I'm not that young, Alice, and I'm not scared or confused about being here." You step sideways to move past Alice but she moves to remain in front of you, folding her arms across her chest.

"You don't know anything." Alice moves again to prevent you from bypassing her.

Growing irritated, you point your finger in her face. "I know that you're a woman, like me. And if what I know about Adonis is even remotely true, you're in no position to make any serious decision about me or anything. You're just wasting my time."

Alice smiles, surprising you enough to dull your irritation. "That's actually right. Just wanted to make sure you are serious about this. But I'm not done yet. So let's drop pretense, shall we? If you know what you think you know, tell me the honest, naked truth about why you're here and what you believe about men and women."

Your face colors again. The older woman notices and merely smirks expectantly.

With a sigh, you decide the hell with it, they're the ones with a vested interest in keeping things secret; you're just a random woman with a perfectly legal—if not entirely socially acceptable—kink. "I think women are spoiled today, soft, confused. I think most men are soft, too, for that matter. Scared of women. Pussies."

Alice nods. "Go on."

Thrilled that the words are leaving your lips and finding a receptive audience, you continue. "I want to go where the real men are. The ones who know how to handle a woman... that is, how to put her in her place and keep her there. And I want to rub shoulders with other women who know and accept that place. But mostly..." you're breathing a little hard, terribly aroused by now.

"Tell me. Mostly what?"

"Mostly I just want to let go. To go quietly into my place without judgement or questions. I want to submit. To be taken, used, discarded, and used again. I want to know that I'm beneath the men around me, and want to know they know it too. I want to meet the men who would do this to me, and give them everything I have, everything I am. I want to be surprised at how far this can go."

Alice purses her lips. "That sounds pretty awful, doesn't it?"

Shaking your head, you're committed now. "No. It's beautiful. Power and beauty, savagery and vulnerability. They belong together. I want it to hurt. It needs to, otherwise it's not worth anything. I want to know that I earned my place in the world. The proper one, where men are men and women are women. I want to be part of that world. I want to help build it, if I can. More people need to know. I believe Adonis feels more or less the same, am I wrong?"

Alice takes your hand. "Chelsea, you said? I want to introduce you to someone."