I woke up unable to move and not sure where I was. My head was resting on the seat of a couch looking up at the ceiling. Both my arms were tied to the sides of the couch so I was unable to get up, and there was duck tape wrapped around my legs. There was also tape on my mouth so I couldn't shout for help. I laid there looking at the ceiling for about 10 minutes scared and confused before I heard something. Someone had opened what sounded like a front door. I started thrashing around trying to get their attention hoping they could help me.

A women walked over and looked down at me. I could tell by her evil smile that she was not here to help me. She looked me in the eyes and said no one was gonna help me. She stood about 5'10, with curly brown hair, brown eyes, and a big butt. She was a little on the chubby side, but could still be considered skinny if that make's sense. She started to tell me what my new life was gonna be like. She said she kidnapped me to be her slave, but not the type of slave I was thinking of. She told me how she was gonna use my face as a chair, I would smell and worship her feet socks and shoes, and anything else along those lines.

She had a pair of sweaty socks in her hand and ripped the tape off my mouth. All I could say before she shoved the socks in my mouth was why. After she got the socks in and put the tape back on she patted me on the forehead and said "Because I own you."

Her socks tasted awful. I have never tasted anything so foul in my life and I started trying to break free. She responded by placing her still damp foot on my face. It smelled worse then to socks tasted. Her toes were right above my nose and with the tape over my mouth I was forced to smell her foot. After I calmed down she started telling me more about my new life.

She said that her name was Jasmine, and she was my new owner. She said that I was going to stay in her house all day everyday unless it was for a special occasion. I was too do everything she asked, when she asked or there would be huge consequences. She also said that eventually she would stop talking to me as I would begin to except my new life as her chair.

With all that said she took her foot off of my face, giving my nose a small break, and started to turn around. She was in black leggings, and I could see she was sweating. She looked over her shoulder and said that she went on an extra long bike ride waiting for me to wake up. She then lowered her butt onto my face. Her ass was defiantly still wet and it smelled even worse then her feet. I didn't have to smell it for long however since when she sat all her weight on my face I was unable to breath.

So her I am tied up, in a random women's house, her sweaty socks in my mouth, and her sitting comfortably on my face. All I could think about was my old life. I had just graduated high school and was getting ready to go to collage. And my mom and two sisters were probably worried sick about me. But what did that matter, my only job now was to do whatever Jasmine tells me too.

She sat on me for probably a few hours. She would occasionally life up to allow me to smell her butt, and this was the only air breaks I would get. She would also bounce and wiggle on my face to mock me. When shew finally did get up, she told me it was time for bed. I was relived that it was finally over for the day.

She put a collier around my neck and attached a leash to it. She then untied my arms and legs and pulled the tape off my mouth. She allowed me to spit the socks out onto the ground. She led me into her bedroom and threw me onto the bed. I went to lay down on the pillows but she said no. She had me get under the blankets and have my head in about the middle. She got in after me and shoved my face into her butt. She then tied a belt around my neck trapping me in. She told me that tomorrow we would go over my daily duties and really began my new life.