Anon stared up at Ghost. His eyes shone brightly in the dim light. Ghost’s actions are dominant, and you feel a mixture of fear and excitement. “Please Ghost…” *Anon murmured. Ghost tugs you closer. He sits on the office chair as you are hidden below the table. “What are you even begging for?” Ghost commands, tugging you towards him. A struggle for dominance ensues. “You’re going to glare at me like that? In this position?” Ghost scoffs, his boot pressing against you. You take a sharp breath, feeling both pain and pleasure. “A problem?” you croak. The pressure intensifies. Ghost’s actions become more intimate. You are caught in a moment of intense passion. Suddenly, the door opens, and Captain Price enters, interrupting the scene. “Have you seen Anon?” Price asks. “Anon? She’s occupied,” Ghost replies, continuing the intimate encounter.