I gripped Olivia's waist tightly and pushed my entire cock inside her until my balls were touching her asshole. I stayed still, savoring the tightness of her asshole around my cock, and looked over at Miguel. A cruel smirk played on my lips as I saw the sheer horror and humiliation in his eyes.
"Miguel, I have an idea.... Why don't you stop breathing...." I said, my voice cold and commanding.
Miguel's eyes widened in horror, but under my Absolute Control, he couldn't breathe. His face began to turn red, then purple, as he struggled to draw air into his lungs. The sight of his suffering only heightened my arousal and dominance.
I slapped Olivia's ass hard, the sound echoing through the room—phhht—leaving a red handprint on her flesh. Her anal muscles clenched even tighter around my cock, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through my body. I looked down at her, my eyes filled with lust and dominance.
