No. If she wants you broken, she has to you

You grid your teeth. Sophia expects you to humiliate yourself for her amusement. And as long as she has you in chains and her cattle stick in reach, there is little you can do. But no matter what she does to you, you have not reached the point where you just submit and humiliate yourself to humor her. You don’t answer her in animal noises. You are not answering at all. You just stare at her angry. She has you chained and naked on all fours, but you still have your pride and you will keep it.

After a while, Sophia sighs. She has understood that you are not going to play her games. The reaction follows quickly. Suddenly the cattle stick stings forward and shoots another load of painful electricity through your body. You cry in pain and twitch on the ground. You try desperately to move backwards when your body gets calm again. But Sophia doesn’t let you. She pulls one time strongly on the chain around your testicles which makes you stop immediately. The pain is too much. She knows how to keep you in place.

You lie on your back now and try to take deep breaths. Sophia opens the cell, walks slowly over you and places her right boot over your chest. She uses little **** to keep you down. This is not to hurt you. just to show you how much she is in charge. From your current place you can look under her skirt. She wears a very thin piece of underwear. It covers her pussy but completely disappear between her ass cheeks. In the moment you see her perfect bottom, your cock tries to get hard, but the cockering makes this a true agony. It quickly gets clear to you that Sophia did this on purpose.

“Well, are we a little stubborn?” Sophia asks and sounds both amused and sadistic, “you play a dangerous game, pet. You had your chance. If you don’t decide for an animal, I will do. And I say you are my pony now. I always wanted to have a horse when I was young. All girls in my age wanted these cute ponies. But I never got one.”

Sophia disappears for a moment behind the corner and comes back with a gag and a riding crop. Her animal stick is gone. There must be some kind of equipment-shelf behind the wall. Well, as long as your hands and cock are tied like now, she can easily overpower you without it. Sophia points with the crop at the floor in front of her. Humiliated but also a little exited you crawl out of the cell. Sophia leads you by the leash to the area that is covered by soft mats. That’s good, because otherwise you would have hurt your knees soon.

For the first time you can take a look at the whole room. The whole floor, except your cell and a small area in front of it, is covered in soft mats to prevent injuries. The BDSM-furniture you saw from your cell is still there and you can now also see two large shelves with whips, crops, gags, rope and all other kinds of sex toys.

But that’s not all. You also see a kind of stretching bench, a comfy looking bed with different additions and a small cage, just big enough for you to kneel in it. And there also are some things you can hardly describe. And you have no idea for what they are used for.

Sophia wastes no time and takes place on your back. She is not too heavy, but in the moment her warm pussy and almost naked ass rub over your naked back, you can feel your cock try to get hard again which is once more frustrating and painful. Sophia’s soft, slender legs at your sides make it not easier. The intense control she has over you is arousing, but in your current situation it is just a sweet agony.

To make things worse, Sophia suddenly leans forward. Her boobs press against your back and her hands reach around your chest. Sharp fingernails dig in your nipples when she pinches you. You manage to stand still, but it is not easy at all.

“I don't have a rein, but luckily my horse has mastered human language,” Sophia whispers excited, before sitting upright again, “forward, little pony, trot off!”

A hiss sounds, followed by a sharp bang and a sudden, stabbing pain in your left buttock. Sophia used her riding crop to **** you to move. Reluctantly, but unfortunately also slightly excited, you follow the command and crawl off.