Golden Mask 2 - Task #4

Suzanne was stunned by what she heard. Her thoughts whirled in her head. Her consciousness was torn between shock and realization: now the mysterious M. had complete control over her mind and body, controlling even the most natural needs. She could no longer afford even an elementary trip to the toilet without his permission.
Of course, she was allowed to masturbate, and the butt plug, mercilessly bringing her to the limit - inexorably kept her in a state of painful arousal and increased desire, but at the same time it mercilessly deprived her of the opportunity to reach orgasm, to cross the line behind which the long-awaited liberation was hidden, turning each wave of excitement into an unbearable test!
But what frightened her most of all - this object would become a permanent part of her life! The thought of this burned her mind, making her tremble with helpless indignation and suppressed shame. It was unthinkable, unbearable...
But wasn't this what she and M. had talked about in their correspondence? Hadn't she herself given him absolute power over her body and desires? Hadn't she discussed these facets of submission with M.? Now she had no right to protest - only humility before his will. Suzanne had given him complete carte blanche, granting him power that she would not have dared to dream of in ordinary life.
And yet, despite her despair, deep down she could not help but admire his sophisticated ingenuity. It was excruciating, it was shameless, but there was something hypnotically fascinating about it. This man had thought everything through to the smallest detail, turning their game into the art of submission. Despite their first communication, his mystery only intensified, enveloping his image in a thick, hypnotizing fog of mystery.