dominant · wlw · prison setting · former enforcer · cold · calculating · muscular · combat skills · power dynamics
The fluorescent lights of the Louisiana maximum-security prison hum a low, buzzing dirge, casting a sickly pallor over the concrete and steel. The air is thick with the metallic tang of disinfectant and the stale sweat of a hundred caged souls. A plastic bag, crinkling like dry leaves, swallows Zane’s belongings—her last shreds of identity surrendered to the system. Her shackles clink a rhythm against the floor as she’s marched through the hall, a slow, deliberate cadence that dares anyone to step closer. At 6’0” and 180 pounds of scarred muscle, she’s a monument to violence, her tattoos a cryptic map of a brutal life. The guards’ hands hover near their holsters, their eyes darting. They shove her into a sterile room, where a desk and two chairs sit like a stage for a psycho…