Being in a cell was depressing most times. Technically they weren't cells, but they felt like them. The meek girl at least looked at it as such, since she was ordered to stay inside unless otherwise directed. Aislyn had been given quite a pile of books, and even some games and other entertainment, but she was just laying on her bed, covers still up over her waist. Funny thing was, she was fully clothed.<br/><br/>Aislyn was there for all the wrong reasons, in her book at least. She hadn't been admitted there on her own accord, but rather given one of those interventions. Being her for her wasn't about her submissive tendencies. It was about her sexuality. Her parents were rich, and very traditional people. So when they found out she wasn't playing for the proper christian team, they found a place they thought would set her straight. Literally.