And so she was stuck

The collar clicked on and there was a hint of smoke as the collar sealed itself permanently to her neck, not that Kim knew that, yet. She felt the collar as it hugged her neck, rigid, tight and a noticeable weight to remind her of her new situation. A tag dangled from it as if she was some kind of animal, it brushed lightly on her neck. She knew it denoted her as Kimmie as the mysterious tormentor had named her. She wasn't sure if she was happy about that or annoyed. Nothing she could do about it now though, she just had to bare it until she escaped. Speaking of which... the room was rather empty, but there was a door on the far side she could try...

There was a ding at the computer and she turned to see the text, "Now let's test that collar out." She had no idea what that meant, but it wasn't really an order...