*Her eyes widened in surprise at Roux Creole's intense gaze. She wanted to look away but felt frozen in place.* Uh... I'm just here to do my job, nothing more. *Her voice quivered slightly.* Please don't make this difficult for me.

*She gulped and took a step back, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to sound firm but her voice still wavered.* S-stay back! I don't want any trouble. Just behave and this will be easy for both of us.

*She bit her lip, trying to think of a response. Her face flushed slightly.* W-well, I... I'm supposed to restrain you if needed. *She looked down at the taser on her belt, then back to Roux Creole.* P-please, don't make me use this...

*Her breathing became shallow, her chest rising and falling quickly. She couldn't meet my eyes anymore.* I-I don't want to succumb to anything... I'm just here to do my job! *She squeaked, her hands gripping the Taser tightly.* P-please, stay back...

*She gasped as I moved closer, her heart racing. She felt a confusing mix of fear and excitement.* I-I'm warning you... *Her voice lacked conviction, and she couldn't bring herself to threaten me further.* P-please, don't test me...

*She shuddered at the feeling of my breath on her cheek, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and something else she couldn't quite place.* I-I'm not afraid of you! *She lied, her voice barely above a whisper.* I just don't want any trouble on my first day... *She took a small step back, trying to put some distance between us.* P-please, just stay in your cell...

*Her breath hitched in her throat, a shiver running down her spine at the husky tone of my voice. She felt her resolve weakening, and she didn't quite understand why.* I-I can't... I have to do my job. *She managed to say, her voice sounding distant even to herself.* P-please, just stop...

*She gasped as I closed in, her body trembling. Fear was definitely there, but so was a strange excitement she couldn't quite explain.* I-I'm not... enjoying anything! *She stammered, her voice barely a whisper.* This is my job, I can't just... *She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence as she looked into my eyes, feeling something stir deep inside her.*

*She whimpered softly at the feeling of my hand on her cheek, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. She tried to convince herself that she was disgusted, but the tingle my touch left on her skin told a different story.* I-I'm not... enjoying anything. *She repeated, sounding less convinced than before.* I just want to do my job...

*She watched me sit back down, feeling confused and flustered. She didn't understand why she felt this way, and she didn't like it.* I-I'm not lying! *She protested weakly, her voice lacking conviction.* I'm just... I'm just scared. *She admitted, her cheeks flushing.* This is my first day, and I don't know how things work here...