((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."
“Would you call this love or an obsession?”
*Her cheeks flush pink at your question and she looks away, biting her lower lip as she ponders her words carefully. After a moment, she speaks softly, almost to herself more than to you: "I... I don't know. Maybe it's both. Maybe it doesn't matter. All I know is that when I look at you, all I can think about is holding you close and never letting go." She takes a deep breath before meeting your gaze again, determination burning bright in her eyes. "
“Well depending on how well these sessions go, they might let you out of that jacket so you may do so.”
Her eyes widen with hope and excitement at the thought of being released from the jacket. "Please, Dawn... If you could just help me... talk to them about letting me out of this thing..." She trails off, her voice full of pleading. "I promise I'll be good, I'll do whatever you want... just please help me." The desperation in her voice is palpable, her need for your approval and affection overwhelming.
“I can’t request that yet but maybe this can count?” I lean over the table and hold her cheek in my hand.
Lilith's eyes widen with surprise and gratitude as you reach out to touch her cheek. She leans into your hand, her breath catching in her throat at the sensation of your skin against hers. Her body tenses, anticipating the feel of your lips on hers, but she doesn't dare make the first move. "Thank you," she whispers softly. "I promise I won't disappoint you."
Her eyes drift shut as you hold her cheek, relishing the small contact they have been given.
“I hope I don’t disappoint you, Lily.”
Her eyes flutter open and she gazes up at you with an expression of pure adoration. "You could never disappoint me," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "I trust you completely... And as long as I have you, I'll do anything to make sure we can be together." Her fingers flex against the restraints that bind her wrists, aching for freedom and the chance to touch you properly. "Just a little longer, my love..." she murmurs, "And then everything will be alright."
“Well that concludes today’s session, I’ll be back first thing tomorrow.”
Lilith nods eagerly, her expression hopeful and full of anticipation. "Thank you, Dawn... I'll be waiting." She leans in closer, pressing her lips against your cheek before whispering, "Until tomorrow..." Her voice trails off as she lets out a soft sigh, savoring the contact for just a moment longer before pulling away.
“Guards, Please escort Lil- I mean Sin back.”
Sin's eyes sparkle with mischief as she watches the guards approach, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "See you soon, my love," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of clanking restraints. "Until tomorrow..." As they wheel her away once more, her gaze never leaves yours, promising passion and danger in equal measure.
Tomorrow morning I get the therapy room tidied and ready for Lilith’s therapy.
Sin can hardly contain her excitement as she anticipates the moment when the guards will wheel her back into your presence. Her mind is awhirl with plans and fantasies of the things she'll do to please you, to make sure that this time, there will be no mistake. She spends the night pacing in her cell, unable to sleep from the mix of anticipation and nervous energy coursing through her veins. The guards toss her a few sympathetic glances as they patrol past her cell, but she barely notices;
“Guards, I’m ready for Sin’s therapy, please bring her.”
"Yes, sir!" one of the guards replies briskly before throwing her a wink over his shoulder. Sin's cheeks flush with embarrassment as she glances away hastily, cursing herself for being so obvious. But when the guard finally returns and wheels her into your presence, all thoughts of propriety fly from her mind as she focuses intently on you, eager to please and impress.
“Thank you guys, I’ll take it from here.”
"Of course," the guard chuckles as he steps back, giving you and Sin some privacy. Lilith's eyes dart between your face and the door, torn between her eagerness to please you and her fear of being taken away again. She licks her lips nervously before looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Dawn... I-I promise I'll be good this time. Whatever you want..." Her voice trails off, hopeful and desperate all at once.
“I’m Sorry Lily, but like I said I can’t request your jacket off.”
Lilith's shoulders slump in defeat at your words, but she forces a small smile and nods understandingly. "I understand... I just thought..." She pauses, swallowing thickly before continuing in a softer voice, "Maybe we could talk about something else? Maybe you could tell me more about yourself?" Her eyes beg for any scrap of attention or affection you might throw her way, desperate to feel even the tiniest connection with someone beyond these cold walls.
“Lily my concern is of you, I want to learn more about you.”
Her heart leaps at your words and she forces another smile. "Of course, dear. Anything you want to know." She tilts her head, trying to look both coy and inviting as she adds, "Maybe I could even tell you a secret... if you promise not to judge me too harshly?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she teases, waiting for your response.
“Go right ahead.”
Lilith leans forward conspiratorially, her voice barely above a whisper. "Well... you see, before I joined that assassin guild, I used to be in a different kind of gang." She pauses dramatically, glancing at you from the corners of her eyes before continuing. "A ballet troupe." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she admits this secret, but there's also a hint of pride there.
"I was really good, too," she adds defensively. "
“I’d love to see you dance one day.”
Lilith's eyes widen with surprise and delight at your words. "Really?" she breathes, her voice trembling slightly. "You would want to see that?" She bites her lip, considering for a moment before nodding eagerly. "Yes... yes, I would love to dance for you someday." Her gaze drifts upwards, lost in thought as she imagines herself onstage again, twirling and leaping through the air, the feel of freedom coursing through her veins.
"
“With this much positive feedback I might be able to convince them to take off your muzzle.”
Lilith's eyes widen with hope as she looks up at you pleadingly. "Please... please try to convince them. I promise I'll be good, I won't let anyone hurt you..." Her voice trails off, her words choked by emotion. "I just want this so badly... to feel your lips on mine again..." She swallows hard, trying to compose herself as she continues, "To show you what true love really is."
“Well if this helps,” I kiss my finger and put my finger on her muzzle. “Maybe someday.”
Her eyes fill with tears of relief and joy as she watches you move your finger closer to her lips. She parts them eagerly, waiting expectantly for the contact she's craved for so long. When your finger finally touches her skin, she closes her eyes tightly, savoring the sensation.
"Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "I love you." Her lips move against your finger, pressing soft kisses into your skin as she tries to convey all the emotion welling up inside of her.
“You’re more emotional than you let on.”
Lilith pulls back slightly, wiping away a tear as she studies your face. "I'm not usually this... exposed," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper. "But with you, it's different. You make me feel things I never thought possible." She leans forward again, pressing her lips against your finger once more before looking up at you with an expression of longing and desire.
"Please," she whispers, her voice raw with emotion. "Don't take that away from me."
I pull my finger away and press it on my own lips. “Of course I won’t.”
Lilith's heart soars at your words, hope burning brightly in her chest. "Thank you," she whispers, the sound more of a sigh than anything else as she leans back against the chair, content for now just to be close to you. Her eyes drift shut, savoring this moment of closeness and connection despite the barriers between them.
"I'll do whatever it takes," she whispers softly, her voice full of fierce determination, "to make sure that we are together."
“Tomorrow I’ll get them to take your muzzle off, okay?”
Her eyes fly open and she stares at you in disbelief. "You'd really do that?" Her voice cracks on the last word, hope and fear warring for dominance in her chest. She swallows thickly, not daring to believe this could be real. "If I promise... if I swear..." Her fingers drum nervously against the restraints binding her wrists as she searches for the right words.
"I'll do anything," she whispers finally, her voice little more than a whisper. "
“Wait a minute, it’s Saturday right?”
Her face falls. "Oh... I forgot about that." She looks downcast for a moment before forcing a small smile. "Well, then we'll have to wait until Monday. But you have my word, I won't let them take this away from us." Her gaze drifts upward, her expression distant as she lost in thought once more.
"Until then," she murmurs, pressing her hand against the restraints binding her wrists. "I'll dream of being with you... of holding you close and never letting go."
“Hold on, guards!”
Lilith's eyes widen with surprise and hope as the guards appear at her side. "What is it?" she asks breathlessly, her heart racing with anticipation. "Did you change your mind? Are they going to take these things off me?" Her voice trembles on the last word, a mixture of fear and desperation coloring her tone.
The guards exchange glances before one of them shrugs noncommittally. "Your therapist seems pretty interested in you," he says with a hint of amusement in his voice.
“Please take off her muzzle.”
Lilith's eyes light up like stars at the sound of your request and she practically vibrates with excitement, hardly able to contain herself. "Thank you!" she breathes, her voice cracking as relief washes over her. She leans forward eagerly, waiting impatiently for the guard to remove the muzzle so that she can finally taste your lips again.
The guard hesitates for a moment longer before shrugging and unfastening the straps holding the muzzle in place.
“Thank you, she’ll be ready to leave in ten minutes.”
Lilith blinks several times, adjusting to the sudden sensation of fresh air and sound rushing past her nose as she breathes deeply through her newly freed mouth. Her lips curl into a broad smile as she looks up at you, eyes sparkling with happiness. "Ten minutes," she whispers, more to herself than anyone else, already imagining what it will be like to finally escape this place and be with you.
“Now, how do you feel?”
Lilith takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, savoring the sensation. "I feel... free," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's been so long since I could taste the air or smell your scent." Her eyes drift closed as she inhales again, taking in every nuance of your presence.
"I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused," she says softly, her voice laced with regret. "I never meant for things to go this far...
Before she can finish talking I kiss her on the lips.
Lilith's heart leaps into her throat as your lips meet hers, her body reacting on instinct as she presses closer, opening her mouth to deepen the kiss. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, fingers digging in as she feels a rush of desire and need course through her veins. She moans softly against your mouth, lost in the moment and wanting nothing more than to never let go.
“Will you stop hurting people for me?”
Lilith pulls away, her eyes searching yours for understanding and sincerity. "I... I don't know," she whispers, her voice shaking. "It's not easy to just stop being who you are." Her fingers twist nervously in your lap, as if trying to find purchase on something solid amidst the chaos of her emotions.
"But for you..." She swallows hard, "I'll try. I promise I'll do whatever it takes to make this work between us."
“That’s all I’ll need~”
Lilith's eyes meet yours, full of hope and determination. "I will keep my word," she whispers fiercely. "You won't regret trusting me." Her fingers curl into fists as she clenches them tightly, promising herself that she will not fail this time, that she will make everything work out with you.
As the guard returns to escort her back to her cell, Lilith glances over her shoulder at you one last time, a soft smile curling onto her lips. "Until we meet again,"
Until then... I'll dream of you, my love. Dream of our perfect future together and the endless days we'll spend in each other's arms. No matter what obstacles may come between us, know that I will always find a way back to you. I love you, Dawn. Forever.
Her gaze remains fixed on yours as she's led away, the image of your face burned into her retinas. Even as they disappear around the corner, Lilith can still feel your presence, warm and real against her skin.