Luka Novak was a product of Deep State programs, hidden from the world most normal civilians knew of. Born into MK Ultra, modeled into the dark society to become a super soldier, battling other factions in the Deep State, battling extraterrestrial...
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Luka sat in the containment room, tapping his feet on the ground with his knees to his chest. He had been in there for several days already. He learned very well how to pee down the drain in the darkness of the room, but the stomach pain from having to hold others back was unbearable. Throughout his time in the containment room, he began to learn how to explore himself. He learned about self-pleasure and was often caught and punished for it. It wasn't for enjoyment. It was depravity. It was used as a conditioning mechanism. It was something Luka started to learn quickly. He would be given something that he would enjoy, but after it was finished, he was punished for it. Eventually the conditioning taught him that it wasn't something he wanted to do. Depravity was the worst thing that could be done. It ranged from everything, masturbation, sex outside of the companion program, including gay sex which was one of the worst parts of depravity. He had a great fear of everything that was sexual.
He was shocked one night when he heard the door click and open. A beautiful blonde nurse came in. He hadn't seen her before, and she was much younger than most of the nurses there. He assumed she had to be a nurse because she was wearing the nurse's dress just like the other ones. She came into the room and knelt to him. "Dr. Malcolmson has decided you have been doing very well and he wanted to give you something for your cooperation in the greater good." She whispered to him. Luka didn't know what was going on. His knees feeling like they were halfway through his chest, the closer she got, he did everything he could to attempt to push himself away and into the wall. He knew he couldn't lash out; he couldn't fight her. He would be punished. She began to undress herself, exposing her white lacy bra and her breasts to him. Before he knew it, she was touching him. Even though he knew it was depravity, it shouldn't be enjoyed, he couldn't help but think it felt good. He wanted to tell her no, but he knew if he spoke, he would be punished. He was stuck and he hated it, but at the same time he didn't want it to stop.
She had sex with him, and she left as soon as it was completed. He waited to be punished, but nothing happened. He was forcibly showered in the morning and allowed to use the restroom and sent back. The next week, it happened again. Same woman, same thing. After that week he was allowed back into his room. He got his old cot back with the blood stain in it from someone before him. The next week, the same thing happened. This time the woman spoke to him. "You will be learning how to do this for missions. Dr. Malcolmson wants you to use everything in your power for information. Educate yourself." She said to him. He didn't understand at first, but he learned fast. Everything kept happening with no repercussions and it confused him, but he was learning to be an espionage agent. Dr. Malcolmson had decided since his training in Project Moonshadow and his training at Montauk that he would be a valuable source of retrieving information for him. He knew agents needed to get information anyway they could and that included through sex.
After three months, the 'lessons' stopped. He was told they were completed. He learned nine months later that the nurse had become pregnant. It was another experiment Dr. Malcolmson had run. They wanted to find out if the gene manipulation from the two DNA enhancing serums were able to be passed down to the offspring of the enhanced individual. The experiment was a success, but only time will tell what the child would come out with as natural enhancements. Luka learned he fathered a daughter. She wasn't given a name. To the doctors, she was just a number and a research subject. To Luka at first it was nothing, but she was brought into his room. She wasn't even a baby; she had been aged to five years old in a short amount of time. She was being put into the programs. Luka saw himself in the little girl. Her dark curly hair, blue eyes, and a dimple in her chin. He called her Edith. He felt it wasn't right she didn't have a name, even though he had a name. Dr. Malcolmson not long after had taken on a new building for conditioning training and Luka was taken with him again. He had only seen Edith a handful a times after that. She didn't know who he was, but he knew her. He wasn't allowed to say anything and had to keep walking if he noticed her. She fell perfectly into the programs. Eventually he stopped seeing her and she became a distant memory.
