There’s only one bridge from the mainland to Area 51½ and the far end of the bridge is fenced off. But that doesn’t stop my guide and me from crossing the river in a small boat. Some say the place is haunted, others say it’s a UFO hotspot. But my guide assures me it’s a Femdom Area. He’s probably as mad as a hatter, because there’s nothing there. No roads, no villages, nothing but wilderness. But then, after several backbreaking hours, we reach the top of a steep hill. Down below us in the valley are several buildings. The place is buzzing with workers and chopping, hammering and sawing sounds fill the air. The area is guarded by booted Women, many of them with male dogs on a leash. This is going to be the first Femdom City in the world, my guide tells me. I am more than willing to believe him now, so I will say goodbye to my friends tonight and return to the building site tomorrow. I will surrender myself to these Ladies and work my ass off for them. Because I’m no longer interested in today, I want to be part of tomorrow.