I am an investigative journalist. Following an investigation about a Senator, shouting the virtues of family life, while screwing every prostitute in the town, and more, the friend who had informed me of the situation, disappeared.
It is my job, so I began an investigation, by entering the place suspected of having taken her.
Little did I know of the journey I had just embarked on, the deprivation and pains that were to follow.
Femland was a state within a state, they had their own laws, and because the people inside agreed to the laws they were not illegal, and the authorities could not, touch them.
Every person entering signed that they agreed to being put in cells, and being given the cane when they did not do as required.
It was the domain of dominatrixes, where males went to be treated like this, freely, and paying for it.
Quite a few of the local officials like Senators, Judges, and police commanders used the place for entertainment, so they would not consider it, illegal.
I needed hard evidence, undisputed, and the only place to get it, was inside.