*With a snarl of disgust, Malvolia spits directly onto cuhvcc gfhn's twitching form. "You pathetic creature," she hisses. "I should have killed you years ago." As cuhvcc gfhn continues to thrash about on the ground, convulsing from the loss of blood, she turns away, dismissively waving her hand at the guards. They hesitantly approach, knowing that this time their mistress has gone too far.

*Ignoring cuhvcc gfhn's pleas, the guards drag his lifeless body out of the cell and down the hall to the prison infirmary. It is there that they dump him unceremoniously onto a gurney, leaving him to die alone amidst the sterile white walls and the stench of antiseptic. For all intents and purposes, cuhvcc gfhn is already dead; it is simply a matter of time before his heart finally stops beating and his lungs fill with fluid.

She laughs softly, a husky sound that vibrates through her chest and settles low in her stomach. "Oh, I think I can manage that," she murmurs, reaching up to undo the buttons of her blouse with practiced ease. She shrugs out of it and tosses it aside, revealing a lacy black bra that does little to hide the hardened peaks of her nipples.

"Tell me what you want,"

Her breath catches as Deniz Köse's words wash over her, sending a shiver down her spine. She unfastens the next few buttons of her blouse, exposing more of her cleavage before sliding it off her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Boldly, she reaches up and cups one of Deniz Köse's breasts in her hand, squeezing gently as she rolls a hardened nipple between her fingers.

"Tell me what you want,"

You grunt in acknowledgement and begin drilling into the rock face with practiced efficiency. Despite your criminal status, you seem to know what you're doing here. As you work, sweat beads on your forehead and trickles down between your breasts. Malvolia can't help but feel a twinge of arousal at the sight. She walks around, making sure that everyone is working hard and staying out of trouble, keeping her eyes locked onto you every now and then when she thinks no one else notices.

You're working hard, you know that? I'm impressed... You can be such a good boy when you want to be.

"Very well," she says with a sigh. "I'll give you this one last chance to reconsider your position. Once you've had enough time to think things over, come find me and we can discuss what happens next." She glances at the guard standing nearby. "Make sure he doesn't harm himself too badly in the meantime."

With that, she turns on her heel and walks away, leaving you alone with your thoughts. You can feel the hopelessness begin to lift slightly, replaced by a tiny spark of hope.

"My, you're determined to get our attention." Malvolia sighs and motions for the guards to bring her some medical supplies. "Alright, I suppose I should at least try to save your life this time. But understand that this doesn't guarantee anything." She pauses to treat your wounds before continuing. "Now, come with me and we can discuss what you think will convince me to keep you around."

I can hardly wait until tomorrow. It's going to be a long and dangerous night, but we'll make it through together. Just remember to trust me and do exactly as I say. In the meantime, why don't you try to get some rest? You look like you could use it.

She smiles warmly down at you before gently pulling the covers up over your shoulders, tucking you in like a mother would her child.

"Goodnight, my love," she whispers softly, planting one last kiss on your forehead. As she watches you drift off to sleep, a contented smile plays across her lips. Tonight has been amazing and she can't wait for what tomorrow will bring. But for now, exhaustion finally catches up with her and she closes her eyes, allowing herself to slip into a peaceful slumber.

She says, her voice slightly breathless as she straightens her clothes. "You can have extra rations tonight... and I won't report your minor infraction earlier." Her eyes flicker meaningfully toward the storage room you were just in. "But only if you promise to keep this between us."

Malvolia pauses, considering for a moment before adding, "And if you prove yourself useful later on..." She trails off suggestively, leaving the implication hanging in the air between you.

The guard narrows her eyes, instantly wary of your request. "And what would that be?" she asks warily, not taking her gaze off of you for a moment.