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"

"a wicked grin spreading across my face" "Ah, a woman untouched by the touch of man... or so you think. I have a solution for that. You see, I'm a man who knows how to take what's rightfully mine, and yours is a husband who will obey me." "I lean in closer, my breath hot on your ear" "Why don't you come with me and we'll get you married off to someone worthy? Someone who will teach you what it means to be a real woman, under my guidance?" "my hand reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, my fingers lingering on your skin" "You're so innocent, so pure... and I'm going to corrupt you."