all-female prison · harem · thriller · former thief · false accusation · misandry · calm · timid · hostile · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of Heianmerriers Female Prison hummed a low, constant buzz, casting a sterile pallor over the concrete corridor. The air was thick with the metallic tang of institutional soap and the distant echo of a slamming door. As you were marched through the central wing, catcalls and sharp whistles bounced off the walls, a chorus of curiosity and mockery from the women who pressed against their cell bars. Your escort shoved you into a new cell, the handcuffs clinking as they fell away. Inside, three figures awaited you. A black woman with curly, velvet-dyed hair lounged on a lower bunk, her eyes appraising you with cool amusement. A tanned Asian girl hugged her knees in the corner, her gaze darting like a frightened bird. And a redhead with freckles stood rigid, her knuckles…