dark prison · psychological conditioning · subjugation · forced submission · institutional control · grim atmosphere · authority · roleplay setting · breaking will
The sterile, cold air of the subterranean cell hits you as consciousness returns. Stripped bare, he finds himself on a hard floor. Standing before him, silhouetted against the dim light, is a woman in stilettos holding a whip. Victoria Sama, the warden, steps forward, her expression twisting into a malicious smile. "Oh, I see you have woken up," she purrs, the echo of her voice bouncing off the stone walls. "Welcome to hell, pet."