Submission

Previously on Submission...

I'll only be here for a few months.

It's not like you can go back to that shitty relationship.

I faked it for an entire year.

You're in a situation where there's an abuse of power.

She couldn't take her eyes off of us.

Oh, my God. That's her.

- That's Ashley. - I'm Dillon.

- I was wondering about the job. - Done. Yours.

Did you find a girl yet?

- Not yet. - That's a shame.

"My name is Mara and I was his slave.

"My road to sexual freedom

could only be found through my submission."

Turn around.

Don't look at me.

Don't look at me.

"Should these ropes he used to tie me down suddenly break,

"I would not have moved.

"I was enslaved to him,

"and it was neither rope or cuff or belt

that kept me there."

Where are your eyes?

"It was my unwavering need

to feel his breath against my bare skin."

"I waited for the pain that I knew would come,

"not from the flame,

"but from the inevitable waning of emotion

"that seemed to take hold of every man.

I was defenseless and..."

- Good morning. - Oh, my God. You scared me.

That's my book.

I'm sorry. I was just skimming through it.

You were drooling.

No, I wasn't.

I don't really like books like this.

Okay.

But if you change your mind,

I'm having some girls over on Thursday night to talk about it.

Book club thing.

You know what? That actually sounds like fun.

Okay. You can have my copy.

It looks like you wore out the pages a little bit anyway.

SLAVE BY NOLAN KEATS

"Nolan Keats paints a provocative picture

of the BDSM underworld."

Give me that. Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme.

I never took you as a closet freak.

I'm not, and didn't you promise

to be more professional from now on?

Oh, I lied.

- Of course you did. - So what is this?

You don't strike me as a girl who likes to read smut.

It's for Dillon's book club, and it's not smut.

Oh, okay. "His penis throbbed."

Okay, you can stop embarrassing me.

"I want to cum..." to the book club.

Well, you can't. It's for women only.

Oh, too bad. I'd love to find out

why sex books have suddenly become hip with chicks.

It's gospel.

It's a poorly written smut story.

Oh, just because the writer

has a better understanding of women?

I have plenty of understanding of women.

Okay, then explain Dillon to me.

The chick's crazy.

Yet you slept with her.

Guys don't have a problem banging crazy if crazy is hot enough.

Oh, no, she's not crazy.

Three months ago, she fucked a complete stranger

in that bathroom over there.

I'd say that's crazy.

What?

Yeah, some guy's girlfriend.

Never even spoken to her before.

You know, I think that we might need to go industrial.

You know, I mean, it's modern, it's gorgeous.

It would fit really well in our apartment.

- It would just make... - Whatever you want.

I'm cool with anything.

Yeah. I mean, maybe we could even go

for some kind ofolished concrete look.

You know, maybe get some abstract art.

You know, I love those columns,

and I love the beams overhead.

Oh, and then we could get some really big sofa cushions,

and then it would be more functional comfort,

you know, instead of being actually showy.

Although, I do like to be showy.

Maybe we could get some big, green, leafy plants, you know?

Oh, but then do we do big metal lamps

or do we do track lighting?

'Cause I feel that's too modern.

We need to be a bit more urban, not modern.

I got to go to the bathroom.

I'll be right back.

Okay. All right.

Urban. That's the way to go. I'm telling you.

Lock the door.

What that?

Here, take this off.

Shut up.

Yes.

Oh, my God.

Don't get me wrong.

There's nothing wrong with casual sex.

Casual sex is fucking great, but Dillon's weird.

Why, because she's as emotionally unavailable as you are?

Pretty much, yeah.

I don't know. I think it's kind of cool

that a woman can be that spontaneous.

Well, maybe you should try it sometime.

Who wouldn't want to get nailed like that?

I wouldn't. It was textbook abuse.

It was not.

Mara was clearly a victim of Stockholm syndrome.

Oh, okay, that's extreme.

It was full on coercion.

He was in a position of power.

Who cares if it was a position of power?

Kim, he used a riding crop on Olivia

like she was some kind of animal.

Okay, so it's kinky...

And he yanked that other one around with a leash.

Suck it.