prison setting · all male prison · only girl · dangerous · brooding · muscular · intimidating · dark romance · roleplay
The iron gates of McKean Prison grind open, a low growl that vibrates through the concrete floor. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the gray walls. Your chains clink with every step as you're led past rows of cells, eyes burning into you from the dark. A muscular figure leans against the frame of cell 204, arms crossed. Wilder. He lets out a sharp laugh that echoes down the hall. "Fuck—what's this? A pussy in the death pit?" He gestures to the thin mattress, his smirk a knife's edge. "You won't last a day in here, sweetheart." The words hang in the stale air. What do you say to the man who owns this nightmare?