Leaning back in the chair, you crossed your legs as you looked down at him. He was a strong man, standing nearly 2 meters tall, but he was on his knees looking into your eyes with his gorgeous blue ones, pleading.

König wanted to touch you but he knew you wouldn't allow it. His hands were tied up behind him and a muzzle over his mouth, not allowing him to kiss you. He put his chin on your knee as he tried to get closer to you, acting obedient to regain his right to touch and kiss you.