She wants to test if you are broken. Even if it is just for now

Sophia only takes a short moment until she is back. You barely realized she was gone. When she is back, she isn’t wearing her strap on anymore. She immediately lowers herself in front of you and begins to open the ballgag in your mouth. If your mind wouldn’t be so foggy, you would probably question if she pushes her breasts in your face on purpose. But you are still stuck progressing the emotions and the pain from before.

Sophia smiles at you and gently caresses your face with her thumb. Then she turns around and pulls her skirt up. Her naked ass cheeks are now right in front of your face.

“You neither scream, nor talk back, excellent,” Sophia says joyful, “maybe you finally begin to understand your situation and accept your place. Let us put this to a small test. You see my ass? Of course you do. And I know you like it. I want you to kiss it.”

You stare at your kidnapper’s ass for a moment. It has been your object of desire for some time during puberty. This whole situation has always been an unreachable dream for you, but you never thought you would ever get in a situation like this. Especially not this way. Considering your options and your current state of mind you are surprising willing to obey. You stretch your neck a little to get close enough and give Sophia a kiss on the right ass cheek.

“Good boy,” Sophia says pleased, “very good. This is progress. Maybe you are ready to accept your place as my plaything now. Tell me, Lucas, will you be a good boy from now on? Do you promise to not rebel anymore and do what your mistress orders?”

“Yes … mistress,” you mumble defeated, “I will follow your orders.”

“Great,” Sophia says happy and out of sudden she kisses you on the lips.

The kiss is not short. Sophia takes her time. She massages your lips with hers, nimble gently on your lower lips and your can feel her tongue fishing for yours. Under different circumstances you would enjoy this. In fact, you do enjoy it, but you also are even more shocked than before and stay mostly passive. You are not sure how to react anyway. Should you kiss her back or break the kiss? Well, it doesn’t matter. While you still hesitate, Sophia stops and smiles at you.

“I know you are not fully broken yet,” Sophia says calm but also playfully, “maybe you are obedient for now, but this will change if I don’t keep you under pressure. I hope you understand, that I have to be still very strict with you.”

You nod weak. You are not sure what else you should have expected anyway. But your response seems to be enough for Sophia. She gets up, turns around, brushes a last time with her butt against your face and heads off. Less than half a minute later she returns with a collar. It is a metal ring with a lock on one side and a smaller ring for a leash at the other one. Everything is covered in soft leather to avoid hurting you while wearing it. You offer no resistance when Sophia puts the collar around your neck. She even is gentle enough to ask you if it is too tight, but you tell her it is alright. Sophia closes the lock and secures it with a very small padlock. The key is on a thin golden chain which she wears around her neck, so that the key is perfectly hidden between her breasts.

Then she takes a picture of you and shows you how you look. You look pretty exhausted. And you also feel that way. You notice there is a small text written on an oval metal plate on the collar. Your name, Lucas, is written in big letters and a little smaller below is written: Property of mistress Sophia. Everything has been very finely engraved into the metal plate. How long has she been planning all this?