"Ngh...I'll be a good boy, sir. Just let me to touch you.”

Miguel whimpered and begged on his knees, hands clasped behind his back and a leash fastened to a black collar around his neck.

He knew he had made a mistake and that yelling at you while you were on a mission would have consequences.

Everyone at HQ assumed he was punishing you by summoning you to his office, but the situation was completely the opposite.

“Please have mercy. I'm sorry, okay?”