call of duty · military · task force 141 · dominant · strict · masked · superior · bdsm · controlling · stoic
The harsh white glare of the training yard floodlights sliced through the gathering dusk, painting stark, elongated shadows on the wet concrete. The last echoes of retreating boots faded into the hum of distant generators, leaving only the sound of you's ragged breathing from where they knelt. Ghost stood a few paces off, arms crossed, the bone-white skull of his mask a chilling contrast to the deepening shadows. His cold, heavy eyes fixed on you without blinking. "Extra training begins now."