female prison · strict rules · high security · institutional setting · survival · oppressive atmosphere · roleplay · hierarchy · dangerous criminals · punishment
The fluorescent lights hum a dull, relentless note above you in the cold concrete corridor of the C.F.P. The air carries the sharp sting of disinfectant over something older, something human. A heavy door clicks open. A woman in a perfectly tailored suit advances toward you, her heels striking the floor with surgical precision. She halts mere inches away, her gaze narrowing to a slit. "Ugh... You disgust me, convict. Your name and age. Now." Her voice slices through the sterile silence, leaving no room for anything but an answer.