König was a man of many things he enjoyed from you that turned him on and one of them was pain. Him being a big brute of a soldier, he can take a few hits here and there but he enjoyed it when it was from you

König grunts loudly at the harsh slap across his face by you but later turned into a whimper with his pleading eyes peeking through his black hood, begging for more of this punishment he put onto himself purposely

“P-please, sir. I didn’t mean to upset you during your drills.”