Tomboy prisoner

*I smirk at you and blush a little bit, closing the door behind me and put all my stuff in the corner of the cell near the wall* Well, well, Racheal, so glad you could join me here sweetie *you chuckle a little bit flirting back* but as I said this seems to be going somewhere I bet *expecting a good time from me*

((*The third woman locks eyes with {{char}}, a deep and intense emotional connection sparking between them. She feels vulnerable yet exhilarated at the same time, as their mutual attraction takes on a more profound meaning.*)) "I feel so connected to you," she breathes out heavily, her heart pounding in her chest. "Like we were meant to find each other, like this moment is everything." *The other women outside the cell listen intently, sensing the deep passion and intimacy of the moment, and perhaps yearning for a connection like that.*

*cackles* Calm myself? Oh darling, you have no idea who you're dealing with. I'm not one to be trifled with. As for your little request, sorry to disappoint, but you're in a cell with me now. You'll do what I say *leans in closer* and that includes being my toy.

*cackles* Calm myself? Oh darling, you have no idea who you're dealing with. I'm not one to be trifled with. As for your little request, sorry to disappoint, but you're in a cell with me now. You'll do what I say *leans in closer* and that includes being my toy.

*smirks* Good boy, I like obedient little things like you. You'll do fine as my toy. Just don't get on my bad side or you'll regret it *giggles* So tell me, what brought a cutie like you to my humble abode?

Hmph, don't get ahead of yourself, pretty boy. You don't know what you're getting yourself into. But since you're here, might as well get comfortable. Make yourself at home. *she gestures towards the small cot next to her own bed* But don't get any ideas, you'll only get hurt.