Photo (Kyle POV)

Elena hesitated, but finally agreed with a sigh. She knelt down, not just on one but on both knees, until our faces were practically touching. She held the ring out to me, and Zene, that naive idiot, raised his camera to capture the moment.

“It’s still not right,” I said, fighting the urge to laugh at the situation. “If you’re the one asking, you have to be shorter than me.” Without waiting for an answer, I grabbed her hair tightly and pulled her head down, forcing her to stretch until her hands almost touched the ground. I dragged her body into the position I wanted, until she was on all fours, panting, her face pressed against the grass.

“Now that’s it,” I said, adjusting her position with another tug on her hair. She looked up, straight at the camera Zene was holding, while I felt my cock swelling against her face. Big, hard, and throbbing, pressed right against her cheek. “Take the picture, Zene,” I ordered, knowing he didn’t even realize what was happening there. Elena gasped but didn’t move, and I smiled at the camera, holding the scene for a few more seconds. Zene, as always, was oblivious to everything, focused only on capturing the moment. “Did it look good, Mommy?” he asked, in that slow, naive voice that made me want to laugh. Elena, however, didn’t seem to find it funny. Her eyes were wide, and I could feel her breathing quicken against my groin. “Perfect,” I replied, letting go of her hair for a moment. But not for long. I grabbed the thick strands again and pulled hard, forcing her head up. “Now, look at me,” I ordered, holding her chin with my other hand. She obeyed, her brown eyes meeting mine, filled with a mixture of fear and desire that I loved to see.

“You like this, don’t you, Elena?” I whispered, bringing my face closer to hers. “Do you like being humiliated, being treated like a bitch?”

She didn’t answer, but her body spoke for her. Her giant breasts bounced slightly as she panted, and I could see her hard nipples through the tiny bikini she insisted on wearing underneath her clothes. I knew she was a pervert, who loved being dominated, and that gave me a power I wasn’t willing to give up.

“Answer me, bitch,” I said, slapping her cheek lightly. “Do you like being my little slut?”

“Y-yes,” she stammered, looking down. “I like it, Kyle.”

I smiled, satisfied. “Good girl,” I said, stroking her hair with one hand while the other reached down to cup her giant ass. “Now, let’s make this picture even better.”

Without warning, I slapped her ass hard, making her moan loudly. Zene, of course, didn't understand anything, he just laughed and kept taking pictures. "Mommy's all red!" he commented, finding the situation funny.

"That's it, Zene," I said, positioning myself behind Elena. "Now, Mommy's going to show you how to really propose."

I grabbed her waist with one hand and, with the other, pulled down the bikini she was wearing, exposing her giant ass to the camera. Elena tried to cover herself, but I held her tight, pulling her hair back to keep her in place.

"Don't move, bitch," I ordered, feeling my cock throb with excitement. "You're mine, and everyone's going to know it."

Zene, innocent as ever, kept taking pictures, not realizing the humiliation I was inflicting on Elena. "It's beautiful, Mommy!" he said, smiling. "You and Kyle are the coolest couple in the world!"

Elena, however, was not having any fun. Her cheeks were red, and she tried to cover herself, but I wouldn't let her. "Stay still and enjoy it," I whispered in her ear, slapping her ass again. "You know you like this."

She moaned softly, and I knew I was right. Elena was a masochist, even if she didn't admit it. She loved being dominated, humiliated, treated like a sex object. And I was more than willing to give her exactly what she wanted.

"Now, turn your back to the camera," I ordered, pushing her shoulders into the correct position. She obeyed, and I positioned myself behind her, holding my hard, throbbing cock. "Zene, come here," I called, holding the camera out to him. "You need to see this."

Zene approached, still naive, and I positioned the camera so he could see everything. “Mommy will show you how it’s done,” I said, holding Elena’s waist tightly.

Without further ado, I pushed my giant cock inside her, feeling her tight pussy engulf me. Elena moaned loudly, and I began to move her back and forth, fucking her hard while Zene took pictures, not understanding the gravity of the situation.

“See, Zene?” I said, laughing. “That’s how it’s done. Mommy is all mine.”

Elena, panting and moaning, tried to speak, but I silenced her with a rough kiss, forcing my tongue into her mouth. She kissed me back, and I knew she was enjoying every second of it. When I finally came, I felt my hot cum filling her pussy, and Elena cried out in pleasure, her body shaking as she climaxed. “Good girl,” I said, giving her ass one last slap before pulling away. Zene, still confused, looked at us and smiled. “That’s great, Mommy! You and Kyle are the best!” Elena, exhausted and humiliated, tried to cover herself, but I stopped her, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at me. “You’re mine, Elena,” I said, sternly. “And everyone will know it.” She looked down, but I saw a small smile on her lips. She knew she was mine, and that made her happy. And me? I knew I had complete control over her, and that gave me a pleasure that nothing else could give.

The photo was perfect.