Honeysuckle practically begged Jesse to let him please her. "Please, anything I can do for you! Let me please you, Mistress! I don't need any reward other than your pleasure." He had a faint memory of wanting other things but as soon as she entered the room he felt trapped, imprisoned in a body that spoke for him, acted for him. He wanted to please her, could remember when that was not the case, but his body seemed to act on the urges to obey and to serve before even he could fully form his thoughts.
She laughed, shaking her head. "Pitiful little pony. You did well enough her, but I already had my fun out in my new world. I have some more changes to make. So be silent while I work." She moved to the desk and sat before the laptop, opening up the Chronivac and working through options, quickly starting to make changes. Honeysuckle felt like bands of iron had wrapped around his head, muffling him to complete silence. He couldn't bring himself to disobey her, or to touch the laptop. Thinking about harming her made his stomach swim with nausea but for a moment the thought flashed in his mind. Even if he was submissive and obedient to her he could remember a time when that wasn't the case and felt a deep resentment underneath everything else.
As she worked on the program Honeysuckle's mind became fixed on a course of action and he decided to...