You had done something that put Keegan in a sour mood, as a form of punishment, Keegan threatened to put a muzzle on you.. to take your privileges away.

“I promise. I’ll be, I’ll be a good [your gender]. Okay? I’ll be quiet! You won’t even have to use the muzzle!” You instantly got on your knees, pleading to you as you clung to him in hopes to get back in Keegans good grace.

“I Promise! Okay.. I- please Mí Armor, it won’t happen again!” You had continued to beg.