Golden Mask 2 - Task #4

Sir... may I ask... - Suzanne hesitated, embarrassed and feeling the heat treacherously flood her face. Her voice trembled with awkwardness. - I... I need to remove the butt plug. How can I do this?
M.'s even, calm voice came from the speaker:
- It's very simple, Suzanne. All you need to do is press the big button and, of course, ask me for permission.
Suzanne swallowed, nervously fiddling with the hem of her robe, before she dared to continue:
- Sir... May I do this?..
There was a moment of silence, and then M. answered with feigned bewilderment:
- What should I do? Suzanne, I don't understand your question.
- Turn off the plug... I want to remove it... - she breathed out, feeling embarrassment wash over her with renewed vigor.
- Why? Do you have a good reason? Do you need to go to the toilet? — M.'s voice sounded slightly mocking.
— Yes... I want to go to the toilet... — Suzanne squeezed out, but after a pause, she stopped and added more quietly: — No... I just want to get it out...

The atmosphere instantly changed. M.'s voice lost its previous softness, becoming strict and demanding:
— Suzanne, you broke the main rule. You are obliged to tell me only the truth.
There was not a shadow of doubt in his words — only a stern, categorical statement of the fact of their previous agreement.
— S-sorry, Sir... I just...

A sharp, unimaginably painful electric shock pierced her body, causing her to cry out. A sharp, pulsating wave of pain shook her consciousness, making her heart beat in a frantic rhythm. The burning pain intertwined with the horror of realization: he was controlling her. It was impossible! It was humiliating! It was... arousing? Suzanne shuddered from the surging cocktail of sensations: pain, fear, shame, a hot wave of humiliation and something forbidden, hot and arousing, clouding her mind and melting her from the inside.
M was in complete control of her. He was punishing her remotely, playing with her body like a skilled puppeteer.
"God, this is some kind of nonsense..." - flashed through her head in panic. She could not believe that this was reality, but reality inexorably invaded her mind.
- Suzanne, from now on this device is your permanent accessory. It will discipline you and keep you in the right state. You must get used to it. This is not up for discussion.
M.'s voice sounded calm and at the same time confident and uncompromising, there was no room for doubt in it.
— From now on, the butt plug will only be removed when absolutely necessary and for a strictly limited time. So think three times before sending me a request.
His voice was stern and unwavering.
The last words had not yet had time to settle in her mind when a short, sharp warning sound followed.
Almost immediately after, a sudden stabbing impulse followed in her ass, causing Suzanne to squeal from the sharp, unpleasant and painful sensation that pierced her most vulnerable place.
The two-way communication was cut off.
On the table, flickering with an ominous scarlet light, stood the **MasterCam** device - a mute witness to her forbidden desire, her complete submission