Thunder and Storm

In The Dark

KOWALSKI

I pushed the door open and locked it behind me. The room was dark but I could see everything in it. I had a superpower too and I didn't need genetic modification to get it, unlike those brats. Fighting in Afghanistan, I learned to be alert at all times even in darkness. You never knew what was lurking in the dark.

I dropped my gun on the desk and sat in front of the monitor, turned it on and it came to life. I scrolled through the CCTV feed till I got to the one I wanted. I clicked on it and the image increased on the screen.

There she sat on the floor, rocking herself. I couldn't hear what she was saying but she was talking to herself like a crazy person. Sally Jenkins. She was weak. I could smell it from miles away. Despite the amount of power she had, she was just a weak little girl. And I liked weak girls.

They were pliable, easily broken, and what's better than a broken mind to submit to me? She was going to be my little plaything and I was going to shape her into just that. My little princess. But first, duty calls.

I opened the cabinet under the desk and took out a small cell phone. The phone only had one number saved on it. The only person there was to call in this hellhole. I pressed the dial button and the call went through. It rang for a while before I heard the click and his curt voice.

"Hello."

"Boss. We have a Level Five," I announced. I heard his sharp intake of breath and my brow went up. That's a first.

"How strong is she?" His voice was back to normal. Monotonous.

"She isn't. She's as weak as they come."

"Train her then. Keep me updated.” He cut the call.

I grunted, opened the cabinet, and threw the phone back in. Rude bastard. I wouldn't be putting up with him if the pay wasn't good. In a few months, I'd be loaded with cash and I'd be out of here. I swiveled in my chair and looked around the small, stuffy office space. Yeah, soon I'd be out of here and rolling in dough. I sniffed.

I got up and went to the only other door in the room, took out the keys from my pocket, and unlocked it. This one I had to turn on the light for. It was a dark room with red lighting. I closed the door behind me and sat on the chair. My latest collection of photos was hanging up with the rest. I looked at all the pictures one by one, each one different from the last. There were girls of varying shades and sizes but they all looked the same in every picture. Scared. Wet. Naked.

I fixed my gaze on a particular dark girl with red hair. As much as I hated the little twit– she had killed my teammates after all– she was my latest obsession. She was intriguing, I'd give her that. I've never seen a dark skin with that hair color before and she was sexy. Yeah, my weak little princess. She had perky breasts and wide hips. I could imagine her shaking them for me and I groaned. I touched myself.
This was the only fun one could have in here.

I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my engorged member and started to stroke it, groaning as I stared at her wet skin.