"So, are you ready to be a good bot and willingly obey me? Activate voice."
"I am going to willingly obey you," he lied.
Ryan considered this a moment. "Good. Your first task will be to go get your charging stand and bring it up here. Get it set up and then charge yourself." Ryan pushed a button on the remote and a notification overlaying his vision informed him conscious control engaged.
Matt was really surprised when Ryan threw the second object, but he caught it by instinct or robotic reflexes. Even more surprisingly it turned out to be car keys. He considered this as he walked down the stairs. Surely this was a test. Ryan would just take away his control if he tried to get away with his charging stand. He would obey Ryan’s command and that thought made him feel a bit turned on. Matt almost hesitated when he reached the front door, but walked outside with his naked body exposed to the early morning sun and anyone who might be in the driveway. It was a bit thrilling to expose his sexy robot body in this way, but at the same time it reminded him of his goal to get away from Ryan.
With robotic stamina the charging stand was as light and easy to carry upstairs as a box filled with nothing heavier than packing peanuts. When he entered the bedroom Ryan was not there. Matt thought to himself that this too must be part of whatever test he was being put through so he put the keys back on the nightstand. Though he also looked just in case the remote control might have been accidentally left behind. No such luck.
Matt thought there was no sense delaying the rest of the command. He plugged in the charging stand and then stood up onto his toes to plug himself in. It was amazingly easy to walk almost like a ballet dancer, but the end was to lower himself onto the shaft. It felt so good to have the first jolt of power surge through him. The notifications that displayed to him briefly gave him hope of being able to resist. He had expected that conscious control would have turned off the moment he began to charge, but instead he could disengage whenever he wanted. Did Ryan know this?
After around ten minutes Ryan returned to the room with a morning cup of coffee and a self-satisfied smirk on his face. He did not say anything just stood there looking at Matt who was concentrating on not moving his eyes. Did he know? Should he say something? Should he have washed the dried cum off his face earlier?