You Will Submit to a Tall Dark Stranger

"Tell me your darkest fantasy." My brain must have been addled by the sexual endorphins or something but I did not think of dissembling. I began to speak: "I go somewhere, the place doesn't matter. Someplace where there are no neighbors, no one to see, or hear. I am going to meet someone. Not you Paul, nor anyone I know. A stranger." "I have never met him, I just know that I am going to submit to him. I stop at the door." "I ring the bell. The door opens."