Muzzled, Tied and Left to Struggle

I was feeling all warm in my comfy, fuzzy sweater and just wanted to relax. My Master had other ideas when He saw me bouncing around in my knee high socks and sweater, looking all innocent and cute. He grabbed the muzzle to remove the cute girl notions from my brain and remind me that I'm just an object of torment. Put down on the bed, He quickly tied my legs so I couldn't get up and left my brat butt all exposed. To ensure no brat notions crept into my head about escaping, He tied my hands together behind my back and left me there to whimper and struggle in a hopeless situation.