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 had been on the ship for several months as he monitored the halls with the other soldiers as security. He turned a corner and smelled something. Even through his helmet, it was shocking to him. It was intoxicating as he started to search for the smell. He turned another corner. It was when he saw her. Enigma. She spoke with several other officials as she turned and looked at the helmeted super soldier. She smiled; he could tell she knew who he was. He found his way back onto his path as he continued his journey, but the thought of her being there was causing a stir in him.
He finished his rounds for the night, took his armor off, grabbed a shower and went back to his bunk for the night. He hopped into his bed as he looked through the window, watching a planet coming to a distance ever so slowly. He sighed as he thought about everything. He thought for the moment that he would miss being away, but this had been the best decision his Papa could have made for him. He felt like he was doing something that he was supposed to be doing and he enjoyed that. He laid in bed trying to sleep as he heard his room chime. It was the door as he sat up in his bed. He put his feet over the edge as the door opened to a beautiful blonde woman of pale skin and white hair. "It has been a long time. Do you speak now?" She asked as Luka looked at her. "Sometimes." Luka said quietly. "Please join me in my quarters." She insisted. Luka could smell her as he felt like he was drugged with lust as he followed her on command.
He watched the way her body moved, the way she kept up with her come-hither smile as she turned to look at him. She had control over him as he followed her. Her door room slid open to an officer's quarters. It was a large bedroom with a huge window to gaze upon the stars, a fireplace and its own bathroom. She turned around and grabbed his hands as she moved him to bed the bed and pushed him down onto it. "Get comfortable. I will be out in a moment." She whispered to him. Her voice still angelic, her accent strong and unusual. He watched her walk to the bathroom and disappear inside.
Luka looked around the room from his spot. He hadn't been in an officer's quarters before. He wondered what it would have felt like to be treated like one, instead of being pushed into broom closets they call bunks. To not how to shower with a bunch of men, most who hate each other. The lights started to dim down as he turned and looked towards the bathroom. Enigma stood in front of the door in an open black robe, black bra and panties. Her tribal tattoos glowing a beautiful blue, her hair glowing, she looked wildly exotic as she walked over to Luka.
She grabbed his face and made him look up at her. "You're going to be my little pet. Ok?" She stated as Luka nodded his head without thought. Her scent making him feel loopy. "Good boy." She said as she began to push him back into the bed. She got him in the middle as she got on top of him. She began to kiss him as he kissed back. His mind lost in her kiss. He felt his arm grabbed and raised above his head. He felt a tight pull as he pulled his lips from her and looked at his wrist in a strap above his head. "What are you doing?" He asked as the panic began to fill him. She smiled at him. "It's ok. You're my pet." She said to him again. "Don't do this." Luka began to beg. "Shhh, no need for that." She said as she grabbed his other arm and strapped him up. He began to panic as she smiled at him. "Your fear is so intoxicating." She whispered to him. She looked back at his blue eyes. His jaw quivered as she smiled seeing the fear in his eyes. "Good boy." She said to him. She began to kiss his neck and down his body. "Please let me go." Luka said as his voice quavered. She raised from him. "Do you not want me?" She asked as Luka looked at her. "I don't want tied up." Luka stated, his body shaking from old memories. "I need to smell your fear." She demanded as Luka closed his eyes, a tear falling from his eye as he nodded his head.
