Dear Advice Giant 33

Dear Advice Giant,

I’m the proud little of a colossal, tall dark and handsome Giant who treats me with kindness and affection. He's the gentlest giant you'll ever meet.

But that's my problem... he's almost too gentle. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad he doesn't get his big rocks off by crushing me into goo under his smelly feet or by carelessly sitting on me with his immense muscular butt cheeks, but just once I’d love for him to order me to lick the massive feet or have him spread his brawny cheeks apart and demand I lick his hairy hole clean. I've certainly tried to get back there, but he quickly redirects me by saying “I haven't washed back there in days,” or "careful, little buddy, I'm gassy today." But how I'd love to inhale those intense farts he vents out!