Use him as a sex toy.

"What kind of trade?", Josh asked warily.
The young woman snorted. "What do you think, stallion? I own you for, let's say - one hour. You do as I say. You submit. Afterwards, I give your your phone."
Josh shuddered at the thought of what the woman might have in store for him. He didn't know her. She certainly didn't act like one of the submissive Asian types his fantasy had spun up when he had determined all these different fetishes. Then again, who knew? She could have a watersport fetish or whatnot without necessarily being submissive. Maybe if he found out her weakness he could use it against her. There was also the possibility that she was a Thai - and he immediatly cursed himself for the brilliant idea of implanting a dominatrix fetish into Thai girls. Come to think of it, there was a rather high chance that this was exactly what it all was about.

He glanced at Anna, but Anna just shrugged. Anna of course didn't know why he needed his phone so badly. In the end, Josh decided, nothing else mattered. He needed to get his phone back. Especially with the cluster fuck he had produced with his last changes. He needed to get the world back into a place where guys like him were no longer seen as a **** race or minority trash.

At all costs.

And if that meant to submit to that woman - how bad could it be?

Then again, there was always the option to try to overpower her and just take back what was his by ****. They were two, she was apparently alone.