Ohh, the colonel looked wonderful on his knees… even if he still nearly looked the same height as you down there.

“Give me a treat, meister,” He asked, and though you couldn’t see his face fully, there was a smile in his eyes. If he had a tail, it would be wagging and smacking against the floor like a great big Alsatian. “Please, I’ve earned a treat, I’ve been a good boy.” He grovelled, his huge hands on your thighs.