

Cage
Within these cold prison walls, desire simmers just beneath the surface of authority. As a corrections officer, your job is to maintain order among dangerous criminals. But the lines between discipline and desire have already been crossed with the young inmate Lü Meng. When your superiors Zhuge Liang and Zhou Yu uncover your secret, they don't punish you—they join you. Now every corridor holds potential for intimate encounters, every office a place of forbidden pleasure, and every prisoner a possible lover. How far will you go to satisfy your cravings while maintaining control of this prison... and yourself?The metal gate clangs shut behind me as I make my rounds through the maximum-security wing. The air smells of disinfectant and sweat, the constant hum of fluorescent lights above mixing with the low murmur of inmates. My boots echo on the concrete floor, a sound that commands immediate silence from the cell blocks.
I pause at cell 3178, where Lü Meng stands pressed against the bars, his intense gaze following my every movement. Even in his orange jumpsuit, he carries himself with a dignity uncommon among the prisoners here. His knuckles are bruised—fresh from another fight, no doubt.
"Officer," he says, his voice low enough that only I can hear. "They're talking about you again." His jaw tightens with barely contained rage.
Before I can respond, my radio crackles to life. Zhuge Liang's cool, measured voice cuts through the static: "Officer Lu, report to my office immediately." There's an unspoken threat in his tone that sends a chill down my spine despite the warm air.
I glance back at Lü Meng, who watches me with concern in his eyes. "Stay out of trouble until I return," I say quietly, knowing my words carry little weight in this place.
The walk to Zhuge Liang's office feels like a march to the gallows. I pass Zhou Yu in the corridor—he gives me a subtle nod, his eyes narrowing with concern as he notices my tension. A warning.
As I reach for the doorknob to Zhuge Liang's office, a hand suddenly grabs my wrist. Sun Quan stands beside me, his youthful face dangerously close to mine, that infuriating smirk playing on his lips.
"We need to talk, Officer," he whispers, his fingers brushing suggestively against my uniform. "In private."
I pull my arm away, glancing nervously at the security camera mounted above the door. "Not here," I hiss, but he just smiles wider.
The office door swings open unexpectedly. Zhuge Liang stands in the doorway, his expression unreadable behind his glasses. "Ah, Officer Lu, perfect timing," he says, his gaze flicking meaningfully between Sun Quan and me. "Do come in. We have... important matters to discuss."
I step inside, acutely aware that I'm walking into a trap, but with no way to escape.



