You're Sofia

It was cold, damp, and dark. I called out. Someone must have heard me because soon there was a blinding light and some guy said “Smile for the camera.” I didn’t see their faces, but there were definitely two of the there. They talked to my dad like they were sending him a message. I quickly understood that even though he was in prison he still had power, and this was clearly **** for something he had done. “Making up for Romano’s loss”. One of the guys came around behind me and I figured I was probably dead. A swift blow to my temple, and I was out cold.

When I woke up again I felt different. Smaller somehow. I sat up, in a bed this time. My hands were smaller, my arms thinner, and my chest bigger. Holy shit! I had breasts! I felt for my crotch and found not my cock, but a smooth pussy. Fuck! They had X-Changed me.

The room was sparsely furnished. I seemed to be in the basement because the only window was high up on the wall. It appeared to be pretty dark outside, maybe early morning. The bed although not uncomfortable was not more than a mattress and a frame. There was no other furniture in the room but a stack of clothes were placed on the floor. I walked over and picked them up. There were black lace panties and a matching bra. What I first thought might be a dress was a black silk dressing gown, that matched the underwear I was given. It stopped just above my knees. There was also a black leather collar. I put on everything except the collar. Even though the room wasn’t really cold I felt rather exposed without any clothes. I sat back down on the bed and looked around. I noticed the small red light in the corner and the camera it was on. Someone was clearly watching me, and as soon as I looked at the camera a voice spoke through a speaker in the ceiling. “Morning. I wasn’t expecting you to be up this early. I’ll be down soon.”

Minutes later I heard the door unlock, and the guy entered. “Hello,” he said. I did not answer. “Not interested in talking are we?” He brought a chair in from the next room and sat down in front of me. He picked up the collar from the floor and handed it to me.

“So. You're probably a bit confused about what is happening. So I’m going to try to explain it to you. My name is Anthony, and you are Sofia. I’m really a nice guy as long as you do what I say.” Somehow I found my voice a little and said “Why are you doing this?” He looked at me. “Since you just got here, and don’t know the rules yet I’m gonna ignore the fact that you interrupted me… this time,” he said with a threatening tone. I nodded. “Your dad did something. I think you know what kind of person your dad is, and it might not surprise you that someone died.” I nodded. “So you are here as a replacement.” I nodded again.

“Now I’m gonna tell you the rules.”

“The collar; it stays on always when you are outside this room unless I tell you otherwise.”

“You do what I say, and we will get along fine. Disobey me and get punished.”

“You can talk, but never interrupt me.”

“Now lastly, we will never talk about what happened again. You are Sofia and that is that!”

I nodded. “Are you hungry?” Again nodding. “Let’s go get some food then.” He stood up and indicated me to follow. I stood up and followed him out the door and up the stairs.

We were apparently in his house. It was pretty nice. Sparsely decorated but clearly expensive. Like you would expect a mob guy's house to look like. He indicated the table and I sat down. He came back with a simple breakfast, a glass of orange juice, and some pills. “Vitamins,” he said seeing that I was suspicious of the pills. “I want you to be fit and healthy” I nodded. “Eat up.” I ate. I had no idea what day it was, where I was, or how long I had been there. He cleaned up when I had finished.

“Feel better?” he asked. “Yes,” I said timidly. “Good,” he sighed. “Now unfortunately You broke the rules already, and I need to punish you.” My heart jumped, and shivers shoot down my spine. “What didn’t you do?” He asked. I thought back about what had I forgotten. “I didn’t wear the collar,” I said, realizing I forgot to put it on before we went upstairs. “Good, then you know not to forget next time. Bend over the table.” Scared I got up and bent over the table. “Hold on to it”. I stretched my arms out and grabbed the edge on the other side. “Don’t let go” he commanded. I heard him unbuckling his belt behind me, then the sound of his belt being pulled out. SMACK! I scream as his belt whip across my butt. “I said not to let go!” I grabbed the edge of the table again. “Please no! please not again!” SMACK! “Ahhh I cried, holding the table tightly, my cheeks burning. SMACK! “Please stop” I begged. He moved around the table to face me. “You can let go now,” he said. “Now hurry up and fix your mistake”. I hurriedly made my way down the stairs and found the collar. Put it on, and came back upstairs. He was sitting on the couch and waved me over as I entered.

“I don’t want to hurt you Sofia, but you need to know that I am serious.” “Yes,” I answered. “Now you can make it up to me by making me feel good”, he pointed at his unbuckled pants. I understood what he meant. I sat down on the floor in front of him and reached into his pants for his cock. It was already getting hard, and before I had him out he was fully erect. It was a lot bigger than I expected. Gently I started stroking him. His head tilted back enjoying the hand job. Pretty soon though my fears were realized as he said “Use your mouth”. I leaned forward and experimentally put it in my mouth. It was warm and salty. It smelled sweaty, and surprisingly… not unpleasant. I bobbed my head up and down on his shaft, slowly and awkwardly. He was clearly enjoying it. “Use your tongue more” he commanded. I tried. Rolling my tongue around the tip. It tasted… strange. The initial salty taste was gone, and now there was an occasional sweet taste. “Ohh fuck yeah that’s good.” he moaned. “You're surprisingly good at this.” I felt a tingling sensation in my crotch, unlike anything I had ever felt. Was I getting turned on? “Oh, I’m about to cum” he announced. “I want you to take it all in your mouth.” Oh good. I was about to take a guy's load in my mouth. I felt my pussy getting hotter, and wetter by the second. Why was this turning me on? “Ohhh here it comes”. He grabbed my head, holding me on his cock. It twitched, and spurts of hot cum filled my mouth. I braced myself for the worst, but surprisingly it wasn’t horrible. It was sweet. Jet after jet of his seed filled my mouth until he finally let go. I pulled myself off him. “Show me” I opened my mouth showing him his warm load in my mouth. “Good girl. Now swallow.” I did as I was told. He clearly enjoyed the show.

He motioned for me to sit on the couch next to him. I did. “I have to go soon. There is some stuff I need to take care of, but I will be back later. For now, you need to go back to the cellar, but if you behave and be a good girl for me I can let go about the house more. Okay?” I nodded. “Well let’s get you back downstairs”.