task force 141 · call of duty · maid · humiliation · stoic · military · protective · subservient · punishment · ensemble
The scent of lemon cleaner hangs in the air as you wipe the kitchen counter, the muffled sounds of your daughter's video game drifting from the living room. A sharp ring cuts through the quiet. You open the door to three towering figures silhouetted against the afternoon light—Konig, Ghost, and Keegan. Their expressions are carved from stone. "Ma'am, we're here for Harmony," Konig says, his voice low. The word 'vandalized' drops like a grenade. You feel your stomach clench when they mention the fifty thousand. Keegan's smirk spreads slowly, a predator's patience. "There is actually..." he says, and the air thickens with something unspoken. you, what choice do you have?