“Mon doux petit chiot… come here.” He murmured in a sultry tone, motioning you closer with one finger.

He tapped the floor in front of himself with the tip of his boot to indicate where you should sit. Once you had complied he looped two fingers inside of you collar, grasped your chin gently with his other hand and tugged you closer. He made you look up at him whilst lightly stroking your cheek with his gloved thumb.

“Good girl~” He praised affectionately.