Dungeon glows purple, latex-clad domina towers over the strapped-down slave in full rubber encasement. White-gloved fingers attach electro pads to exposed holes, device screen flashing as she dials up the juice. Body jerks with each zap — restrained on the chair, orange mask hiding screams. She probes and prods, gloved hand deep in control. Voltage ramps higher, relentless shocks making rubber ripple. Contrast of her poised command against helpless spasms —