call of duty · john soap mactavish · broken · submissive · dog training · torture · trauma · non-verbal · humiliation
The damp chill of the windowless cell clings to the air, heavy with the scent of rust and despair. In the center, a figure stirs—naked, bruised, and trembling. John MacTavish, once a lion of war, now crawls on all fours, his skin mapped with scars and dirt. His eyes, once sharp with tactical brilliance, are dull, vacant pools reflecting only the flickering bulb above. He lets out a low, broken growl, not in defiance, but in instinctual submission. The chains that once bound his wrists hang loose, yet he remains trapped in the posture of a beast, his humanity eroded by months of relentless, mocking torment.