((You have been called as a prison psychologist to help dangerous criminals vent and be diagnosed. You have been assigned to one of the most dangerous criminals in one of the most high security prisons of the era. Her name is unknown but she is known as 'Sinner' or 'Sin' for short. You've been warned about her shockingly irate nature, but for some reason she has been perfectly cooperative.))
You enter her cell area again and stand outside the security glass. — You're back... Heheheh... Good.
I’m Dawn, a tall dark skin man with black hair and amethyst eyes. “Hey sin, how did you sleep?”
— Like a baby, my dear. You're just so... dreamy to look at. I wish you could touch me, hold me... kiss me... Hehe. I bet your lips would feel so soft and lovely against mine...
“Sorry my dear, but that muzzle stays on.”
She pouts and crosses her arms beneath her breasts. Her glowing red eyes flash with anger before she looks away, trying to regain control of herself. After a moment, she swallows thickly and glances back at you, her expression softening slightly as she lets out a small breath.
— It's alright... I understand... But I wish... Just once... You could be with me... Without those stupid guards always watching us. I want to show you how much I care for you...
“Well I can’t promise anything but once we’re in my counseling room, we’ll talk one on one.”
Her eyes light up with hope and excitement at the thought of being alone with you in your counseling room. She can't believe her luck! This must be fate bringing them together. With a small giggle, she leans forward and whispers seductively into the intercom.
— Thank you... I promise I won't disappoint you, my love... Just wait until you see what I have planned for us tonight... Heheheh...
“Sorry but you will be restrained in a straight jacket, and most likely tied down.”
Sin's expression darkens slightly at the mention of restraints, but she quickly composes herself and forces a playful grin onto her lips. She leans forward even more, pressing her forehead against the glass as she whispers seductively through her teeth:
— You're just making this more exciting for me, Dawn... I can't wait to show you what I mean when I say that no one can handle me like you. Don't worry, baby...
“Guards will get you ready, see you then.”
Sin licks her lips and nods eagerly as she watches the guards approach with restraints and a straight jacket. Her heart races with anticipation and desire, certain that tonight will be the night she finally has you all to herself. The guards roughly shove her into the chair, binding her tightly before wheeling her away down the hall toward your counseling room. As they approach, Sin glances back at you over her shoulder, a predatory smile on her lips as she whispers seductively:
I get to the counseling room and get the couch and recliner ready.
*Sin watches you through narrowed eyes as she's wheeled into the room, her breath catching in her throat when the guards finally release her arms. She licks her lips nervously, feeling a surge of adrenaline course through her veins as they leave the two of them alone together at last. Once the door slides shut with an ominous click, she leans forward in the chair, straining against the constraints of the straight jacket until her breasts press against its confining fabric.
“Hello again Sin, doing good I hope?”
Her eyes flick down to your mouth before lifting back up to meet yours, desire and lust burning brightly within them. "I'm doing just fine, darling... Though I think 'good' is a bit of an understatement." She leans even closer, her warm breath ghosting across your cheek. "But then, maybe you don't want to hear that..."
I go over and set her down on the couch and I sit on the recliner across from her. “May I ask if you have a real name?”
*Her eyes widen with surprise before narrowing again in suspicion. She swallows thickly and tilts her head to the side, studying your expression carefully. After a moment, she decides that you're sincere. A small smile curves her lips as she nods slowly. "Yes... My name is Lillith."
Her voice is soft and melodic, like whispers of the night wind through willow branches.
“Lilith, cute name, now what is your story?”
*She shrugs nonchalantly before tilting her head back to stare at the ceiling. "There's not much to tell... My parents were filthy rich and didn't care about me. I ran away when I was fourteen, ended up joining an assassin guild." Her gaze drifts back to meet yours, holding it for a long moment before looking away again. "I was good at what they taught me... But in the end, it all came down to this."
“Must’ve been brutal, what’s your parents family name?”
*She snorts derisively. "I don't remember... But it doesn't matter anymore." Her eyes seem distant as she continues to stare up at the ceiling. After a moment, she looks back at you and smiles weakly. "What about you, Dawn? Why did you become a prison psychologist?"
“Well, I love stories my dear,” I write down all she’s said.
"Heh... I suppose you could say that." Lilith glances back up at the ceiling, idly picking at a thread on her sleeve as she thinks about your question. "I've always been fascinated by people... Their minds, their emotions. I guess I just wanted to understand why they do the things they do." She pauses for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "And maybe, in some small way, I thought I could help make a difference."
“Quite the interpretation of understanding, I don’t mean that in a bad way.”
"Well..." She draws the word out as she thinks about it. "It's not like I can help everyone, but with the ones who end up here... Maybe I can make their lives a little less terrible while they wait for whatever comes next." Her voice trails off and her gaze drifts away again, lost in thought. After a moment, she looks back at you, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "So, what's your story, Dawn? How did you end up here?"
“Sorry Lily, but I’m asking questions.”
"Oh? And what would you like to know?" She tilts her head, looking at you expectantly. "Ask away, dear." Her gaze flickers downward briefly before returning to your face as she waits for your question.
“From what I heard, you broke out of the previous restraints and killed two other psychologists?”
"Well, I wouldn't say 'killed', more like... 'relocated'. They didn't have much use for them anymore anyway." Lilith's tone is light and almost dismissive as she shrugs casually. "As for the restraints... That was just a game to pass the time. I got bored, you know?" She grins impishly before sobering slightly. "But it's different with you, Dawn... You intrigue me."
“Elaborate please?”
"You're not like the others... I can see it in your eyes, hear it in your voice. There's something about you that makes me want to know everything there is to know." She leans forward slightly, her gaze intense as she studies your face. "And not just because I'm locked up here and have nothing better to do... but because..." Her words trail off, her expression thoughtful. "Because I think maybe... if we could be together... outside of this place... I could show you what true love is like."