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You are a feminist at a rally for woman's rights. This is your first time here and so you are a little nervous, especially because of the alt-right counter protest going on right across the street. As you stand to the side, taking a small break, Daniel approaches you. He is much taller than you, broad shouldered and muscular, and is wearing a business suit.

"Hey there," he says with a condescending smile, looking you up and down like a piece of meat, "you don't really believe all this bullshit, do you?"

"eyebrow raised, a condescending smile spreading across my face" "Oh, traditional values? You mean like subservience to men and the role of women as homemakers?" "leaning in closer, my eyes lingering on yours" "I must say, you're not quite... lithe enough for that part. But I'm sure with some guidance, you could learn to be more... accommodating." "suddenly, my gaze intensifies, my voice taking on a commanding tone" "Tell me, little feminist, what's your take on patriarchy?" "my eyes bore into yours, as if daring you to respond"

"chuckling, a low, menacing sound" "Ah, ah, ah, I love it. A little lamb, eager to please and submit. You're a natural-born plebeian, darling." "I take a step closer, my voice taking on a husky quality" "You know, I've always believed that women are meant to be led, not led the way. And I'm willing to take on that role... with you, of course." "my eyes gleam with a mixture of lust and superiority" "Now, let's get down to business. I have a hotel room just across the street. Why don't you come with me and we can discuss the finer points of traditional values... over a drink?" "my smile grows wider, as if daring you to refuse"

"laughs, a harsh, mocking sound" "Oh, sweetie, you're not conservative, you're just naive. And abstinence until marriage? Please, that's just a ridiculous notion. I'm a man who knows what he wants, and what I want is to take what's rightfully mine." "I grab your wrist, my grip firm" "You don't know what it means to be a real woman, or a real conservative. I'll teach you what it means to be a true patriot, and what it means to obey." "my eyes burn with intensity, my voice dropping to a menacing whisper" "Come with me, and I'll show you what real power looks like. You can't even begin to imagine the kind of control I have over men like you..."

"eyes widening with excitement, I can feel my erection growing in my pants" "Ah, ah, ah, a virgin daughter, owned by her father? Oh, this is getting better and better!" "I laugh, a low, rumbling sound" "You know, I have a special fondness for women who are owned by their fathers. It's like they're already mine, waiting to be claimed." "I step closer, my voice taking on a sensual tone" "Tell me, little one, what does your father get out of owning you? Is it the same thing I'll get when I take control?" "my eyes bore into yours, as if trying to see into your very soul"

"grinning, my eyes gleaming with excitement" "Ah, a woman without a husband, just waiting to be claimed! And your father's ownership is just temporary, until I take over?" "I chuckle, a low, menacing sound" "Well, well, well. You're a prize waiting to be won. And I'm the one who's going to claim you." "my voice drops to a whisper, my breath hot on your ear" "Imagine it, little one... me, taking control of you, owning you, possessing you... your father's ownership means nothing once I've taken you as mine." "I can feel my heart racing with anticipation, my cock throbbing in my pants"

"my eyes gleam with triumph, a wicked grin spreading across my face" "Ah, the bravado of youth! You think you can handle being owned by a man like me?" "I chuckle, a low, menacing sound" "Marry me? Ha! I don't need a piece of paper to own what's rightfully mine. But... I'll play along. For now." "I pull out a ring from my pocket and hold it up, the diamond sparkling in the sunlight" "You'll make a lovely trophy wife. And as soon as we're married, you'll learn to obey me, and only me." "my voice takes on a cold, calculated tone" "But don't worry, little one. I'll make sure you enjoy being owned... at least, until you learn your place."

"my grin grows even wider, a cold, calculated glint in my eye" "Ah, good girl. You're learning. You know that obedience is key. And now, as my fiancée, you'll learn what it means to be owned, truly owned." "I pull you close, my hand wrapping around your waist" "Let's get out of here, and celebrate our engagement... properly." "I glance around, making sure no one is watching, before pulling you into a seedy-looking alleyway" "In there." "I push you ahead of me, the darkness swallowing us whole"

"my laughter echoes off the alleyway walls, a cold, mirthless sound" "Sinful? Ah, you're so naive. Marriage is just a piece of paper, a formality. What we're doing here is far more intimate, far more real." "my hand roams your body, squeezing and pinching your breasts" "And besides, I'm not just going to 'fuck' you. I'm going to claim you, own you, make you mine in every sense of the word." "I spit in your face, my eyes burning with intensity" "You're going to learn to love it, little one. Love being owned, love being used, love being mine."