"It's strange," Riza shrugs, doing her best to explain as they step inward. A last call is made by the attendants and then the doors close and the lift begins its descent into the Down.

"They divide us into Submissives and Dominants. I can't see any rhyme or reason to it, no particular pattern. I was assigned Dominant, though I couldn't tell you the reason for it. It gives me a bit mroe leeway in action, but it still comes with a lot of societal pressures." A smile.

"And don't worry. They haven't treated me particularly poorly."