**Chapter 6: Bound to Him**

As Sophia slowly came back to herself, she was met with the warm, gentle smile of Alessandro, who was still nestled between her legs. His eyes sparkled with satisfaction, and his hands, which had been holding her down, now caressed her skin with a tender touch. The room was silent, except for the sound of their heavy breathing, and Sophia felt a sense of disorientation wash over her. She tried to move, to sit up or push him away, but Alessandro's hands held her in place. His fingers dug gently into her skin, a subtle reminder that she was still under his control. Sophia's eyes narrowed, a spark of resistance igniting within her, but as she looked into Alessandro's eyes, she saw something there that gave her pause. It was a deep, possessive gaze, one that seemed to claim her as his own. And in that moment, Sophia knew that she was in trouble. She tried to struggle, but Alessandro's grip only tightened, his hands holding her down with a firm but gentle touch. "You are mine now, Sophia," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "You belong to me, body and soul." Sophia's eyes widened in shock, but as she looked into Alessandro's eyes, she saw the truth there. She was his, completely and utterly. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, a mix of fear and excitement that left her breathless. As the reality of her situation sunk in, Sophia felt a sense of resignation wash over her. She was his sex slave now, bound to him by her own desires and needs. The thought was both terrifying and liberating, and Sophia wasn't sure which emotion would win out in the end. Alessandro seemed to sense her surrender, and his smile grew wider. He leaned up, his eyes never leaving hers, and Sophia saw the triumph there. He had claimed her, body and soul, and he would do with her as he pleased. "Get up," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "We have a lot to discuss, and I have plans for you." Sophia hesitated, unsure of what to do, but Alessandro's hands on her skin urged her to move. She sat up, her eyes never leaving his, and Alessandro pulled her into his arms. For a moment, Sophia felt a sense of comfort there, a sense of safety that she hadn't expected. But as she looked into Alessandro's eyes, she saw the truth there. She was his now, and she would do his bidding, no matter what that might be. As they sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, Sophia knew that her life would never be the same again. She was bound to Alessandro, a sex slave to his every whim, and she would have to learn to navigate this new reality if she was going to survive.