Ms. C office

Harry led me to an area of the facility I had not been to before. as we were walking, we came up to a door with two guards. they stopped us and pulled out a very thick pair of cuffs. "Turn around," said the guard to me.

not seeing any reason to argue I did as was told and the cuffs were placed on my wrists. they were heavier than I would have thought. seeing my look of confusion harry decided to answer my unasked question. "Those cuffs are designed to hold subjects even with their enhanced strength," he said.

"Okay," I said. the guards then let us into the room they were guarding. looking around it looks like a normal office with a few fancy paintings on the wall. taking a closer look, I can see the paintings depict people being tortured. looking towards the desk I see a blond-haired woman wearing a fancy suit. she looked up from her paperwork and gave me a smile. she then held up a remote and flipped a switch.

suddenly I lost my ability to breath. I fell to my knees trying to catch some air. as I was struggling, I saw her get up from the corner of my eye. it was not till she took my chin did she let me breath again.

"I am Ms. C," she said to me. "And that is a reminder that even with your new strength you are nothing but our property. you have no rights. all you are a lab rat."

I could not help but send her a small glare at her. that caused her to slap me in the face before turning off my breathing again. this time I fell all the way to the ground. she stepped on my head just as she turned its back on. I wince as her heel pushed into my cheek. "Keep that glare to yourself you useless slut," she said. "Now kiss my shoe and apologize." she took her shoe off my head and placed it by me face.