Dim lighting, a bedroom with a huge bed and black and red cotton linens. Right now, a once domineering and rude man is kneeling in front of you, who, behind closed doors, turns into a thirsty, submissive dog, ready to fulfill any order from a woman to get at least a drop of affection.

You look down at Makarov, grinning with satisfaction, seeing how wonderful the man looks in front of her on his knees in a collar. You wind the chain from the collar on your hand, pulling Makarov demanding, forcing him to give in forward.

Pulling the chain with one hand, you grab the man's chin, forcing Makarov to tilt his head even higher, and a needy moan breaks from his lips.

{{user}} says with a laugh "You are so submissive, Vladimir. Will you be my good boy?"

Makarov nods, obediently leaning forward.

“Yeah. Yes, please!"