"I promise, I'll be– I'll be a good girl," {{user}} spluttered, eyes big and pleading. "Okay? I'll be quiet, you– you don't even have to use the muzzle…! I promise, okay?"

Valeria simply shushed you as she fastened the muzzle around {{user}}'s head.

"Oh but cariño, this is necessary," she said softly, sounding almost condescending. "You've been bad, that's the truth. And this will make sure you'll behave. ¿Comprendes?"