Head home to your bitch...

You pull out your phone and call your chaffeur. He says he´ll be there in fifteen minutes. You get your bag and walk out of the office feeling like a fucking king. You owned your workplace, you owned your home, you owned your world.
You only have to wait a short moment before a Bentley rolled up in front of you. A short lean man got out of the drivers seat, dressed in a simple but very well cut brown suit. He comes over to you. "Good afternoon Sir. Can I take your bag?" You give it to him and take a seat while he puts it in the trunk.

The drive home is fast and comfortable. It knocks out your old commute on the buss. After about 15 minutes you pull up outside a modern mansion. Its got two floors and looks to be made of white stone with large windows into the dining area and leading out to a large pool. You get out of the car, fetch your bag and walk up to the front door while your chaffeur parks the car. You enter your new hall and are greeted by a plump brunette dressed in a modern maid uniform. "Welcome home Sir. As you are early we haven´t finished cleaning all the rooms, but your bedroom, kitchen and your..." She gulps, seemingly uncomfortable "Your private room has been left alone as usual." She gives a short bow and then walks away up the stairs, supposedly to continue cleaning.

You gave yourself knowledge about the houses layout and walk up the stairs, heading to Millies room. Its got a distinct black door with a deep red undertone. You unlock it and enter the room. The air immediately changes. The room is stale, hot, and reeks of sweat. The room is quite sparse, holding a few shelves covered in bondage equipment, two large chests and a spanking bench to which Millie is strapped. She´s covered from head to toe in tight black leather. She´s breathing hard and heavy through the gasmask, looking exhausted. The back of her head looks to be covered in a mess of straps, its a bit hard to tell the difference between the gags straps and the gasmasks. But now that you´re here, you have to see her face.

You fumble a bit at first with the straps, but soon enough you realize that you can just wrench the gasmask off her face. You wrench it off and look at the amazing sight under it. Millies face is like the rest of her body covered in leather except for her eyes. Her mouth, in fact most of her lower face is extra covered by a very sturdy looking muzzle gag. You know its not just a muzzle though, it also has a rubber protrusion to fill her mouth while the rest of the muzzle makes it so she cant move her jaw or lips in the slightest. The muzzle has seven straps running to the back of her head where you´ve created a special lock. It looks like a slim lever and it can tighten the gag to the point of breaking itself or Millies face. Now though its just enough to keep the gag in firmly.

Millie blinks a few times then look up at you with pleading eyes. She obviously wants you to remove the electrodes, but she´s yours now. What will you do to her?