Her arrogance comes due [MDom/fsub] [Slavery] [Bondage] [Punishments] [Electro]

Slave had never seen her Master like this. Her Master was properly mad and disappointed in her. In all the time she has eagerly served her Master, she had never seen him like this and it was all her fault. As a reward for good behavior and faithful service, he gave her freedom to move around the house. This was supposed to be for doing chores, while wearing nothing but her favorite steel ring slave collar while Sir was at work,  but afterwards completing her chores she could relax reading, watching tv, or learning new household skills like baking and sewing, but she was expected to be obeying the rules at all times. She was always quick to dutifully do her assigned chores around the house earnestly and completely, and to leave her free to spend the rest of her time enjoying herself in the ways she wanted. By masturbating and breaking many of the rules and restrictions of her Owner trusted her with, because as long as she lied to her Master, he would never know about her rule breaking unless he had a fly on the wall.

Her Master had something better than a fly on the wall, a whole series of hidden cameras and countless hours of footage they produced, that slave had no idea were there, and from what he had shown slave on his phone just after breakfast, she knew she was caught and deserved to be punished for it.

Slave had known all along that it was wrong, what she was doing behind his back like that but she did it anyway, justifying it to herself that it was really her Masters fault because he left her horny and desperate. If her Master and Owner couldn't tell she was lying to him, than everything would be fine because she was obviously getting away with it. That was part of the very thrill of it, getting away with it. She thought everything would be fine as long as she continued to eagerly spread her legs when he ordered her to, and that he would never notice that she wasn't as desperate and eager as she should have been. But now that she was caught, slave couldn't help but be angry at herself for letting herself believe that she would continue to get away with her rule breaking.

For slave, her punishment was started by her Master removing her favorite rose gold steel ring collar like he did, right there at the breakfast table, a collar that she almost never takes off except if she absolutely has to. Because for slave it was like a wedding ring. It was the very symbol of her slavery, that she wore very proudly, especially since it wasn't just given freely, it was something that she had worked hard to earn, it was apart of her. Slave felt naked without it.

Without a word, before the collar had even finished settling on the table, her Master reached out and grabbed in his powerful right hand a full handful of her hair right at the scalp, yanked her out of her seat and roughly led slave into the Master den. The Master's den that was locked and forbidden to her, it was her Master's sanctuary or so she thought. She had caught glimpses of the inside of the room from time to time and now gone was the sofa, the rug, and the bookcase she knew was once in here. Instead by her Master's grip that she got to view the new interior inside the room, that was far more barren and empty, because it held nothing but an unusual open bottom chair in the center of the room on a low raised platform, a single large TV on the wall, and several small storage cabinets around the chair.

Only after being forced to spend a few moments face to face with the chair did her Master release his iron grip on her hair, only to be quickly moved into place and made to sit. With her Master quickly setting about binding her into place. This was clearly a special chair she was being bound to, it fit her perfectly, like a glove, as every part of it was sized just perfectly for her, with the body of the chair perfectly cradling her whole body, from arms and legs, to her ass and neck.

The chair was made to forcibly hold her legs spread apart, with the tiniest little ledge of a padded seat bottom to hold her ass almost completely floating in the air, allowing full access to both slave's pussy and ass. With padded and lined straps at her ankles, above and below the knees, upper thigh, lower waist, above and below her breasts with her arms similarly held down like her legs with four sets of straps, binding all parts of her into the firm padding of the seat. A heavyweight posture collar integrated into the seat held her neck immobile, and integrated with the seat and attached to the collar was a leather muzzle that wrapped around her whole head, and inside the muzzle was a small mouth piece that was forced into her mouth, and locked into her teeth, as the muzzle was tightened on her face, holding a small drinking tube between her teeth. In effect, the collar and the muzzle held her head perfectly still, not allowing her any movement or even to open her mouth and firmly locking her gaze squarely at the black screen of the TV directly ahead of her.

After finishing strapping her into the chair, her Master stands up beside her, and to the surprise of slave, with simply fliping a switch and silently the chair rotates backwards forcing her to look up at the ceiling. Slave could hear her Master moving around her, and opening drawers and preparing something, she became aware of her Master's position in her most vulnerable spot by a wisp of hot breath on her wet pussy as his gloved fingers soon started to probe around inside her, opening her tender folds. Then suddenly she felt something smaller pushing around inside her pussy, and when it pushed inside her urethra she was alarmed, as she had only ever experienced sounding a 2 or 3 times and didn't enjoy it. Except now she had to helplessly endure it again, but worse it wasn't stop, and kept going deeper, and deeper. When she felt a strange sensation in her bladder, she had no idea what was going on, but she had no choice but to do the only thing she could do, and with a deep breath placed her full trust in her Master and Owner, she was his slave, he had full control over her and she had absolute faith in him.

As slave's chair was returning back to a seated position, her Master explained he had installed a catheter and now fully controlled her bladder. Knowing already what a catheter was, in that moment she realized that she would not have any need to get out of the chair for a long while, especially since she had been given an unusual double enema to start the morning while her Master showered with her.

Gaining sight of the TV, she could see it had been turned on and almost in disbelief and to her shock, she saw a live view of latest exciting violation of her body. Slave's eyes were fixated upon her pussy, and seeing this she couldn't help be transfixed upon it and soon found herself slipping into her own subspace to the thoughts of how her Master had seized yet more control over her, especially in this new unexpected way. Slave couldn't help but smile under her muzzle and close her eyes to think to herself how she loved her Master for it. She was his property after all, she had happily made her last free choice when she committed herself to being his slave for the rest of her life, and to the life of slavery she loved.

Opening her eyes and returning to reality, she now start to examine herself on the TV, bound tightly to her chair with her legs spread exposing every inch of her, then slave noticed the small red and blue electrical wires being rapidly attached to her bindings by her Master, and judging by the many wires, it seemed like every restraint holding her still would double as an electrode. Worst of all, some like her collar and upper thigh held more than one set of wires. But soon new fresh horrors filled her, as stand-alone electrodes were now beginning to be applied to more places on her body, all over her, like her arms, legs, hips, breasts, and then on to her most exposed flesh, first her nipples, then on and all around her pussy. Even a butt plug with electro pads built into its surface was roughly jammed up into unlubricated ass. But soon, worse of all, her Master pulled back her clit hood and applied a special electrode firmly onto her exposed clit, and worse it fit perfectly like it had been glued in place.

When her Master finally stood up and stepped back, he pulled out his phone, taking a few quick pictures and without a word he promptly walked out of the room closing the door behind him. Slave was left wanting his attention, she wanted answers, and she wanted to know that this couldn't all be a real punishment. Her Master loved her after all, and what was all this about? She heard him getting ready for work, and surely he would see her before leaving, maybe even release her, but when she heard the front door open and close and lock shut behind him, was when slave's heart sank. As she was left alone in the chair with nothing to do but stare at herself on the TV in the chair, unable to look away.

Then even that stopped and the TV screen went to black initially, only to replaced with simple white text, telling her to keep her eyes on the screen, looking away will result in shocks and other punishments. And sure enough when she looked away from the TV a sharp shock was applied to her forearms. When she looked back on the TV she saw video footage of herself in the Master bedroom, holding her Owner's hoodie masturbating herself. In high definition, she watched every second of herself toying with pussy and tits, until she orgasmed on the bed, obviously without permission. The moment she came on the video a sharp shock was applied to her nipples, butt, and worst of all her clit causing her to scream in pain into the muzzle. And when the video restarted she looked away in shame, only to be shocked harder on her forearms with the screen displaying a message to not look away. Thus she was forced to watch herself three more times, each time being shocked the same way when she orgasmed on video. All the while making sure to not look away even for a moment. Then it moved on to the next clip of her on the sofa in the living room, playing with herself, ending with more shocks when she orgasmed on video. And then flicking her bean, kneeling by the front door where she normally greeted her Master when he came home. And so on and so on did clip after clip play.

Hour after hour of herself on TV in full high definition till she lost track of time, showing not just her playing with herself but all the other sorts of rule breaking slave had gotten up to while she was given any chance of freedom. And each time the end of each clip she was shocked, in different places of her body and in different ways with some being short sharp shocks and others being long slow painful.

Slave was starting to deeply regret her foolish mistakes, especially as she was forced to watch them played back to her on the TV in front of her, and her Master had clearly been preparing and planning for this for some time, and letting her fail his test. Then several hours into her punishment, she noticed something, it showed her using a hot pink vibrator, one she really liked using, but one that had broken months ago, and with that revelation slave realized she was watching months old clips of herself. And slave was being forced to watch all for mistakes in sequential order, and it broke her a little bit. Her master was anything but thorough, she knew then, she had a long road ahead with her punishments, as her disobedience would only become worse and more numerous as time went on, as she thought she was getting away with it, and now slave was reaping what she had sewn.