As Jon's mind completely cleared, he focused all of his attention on Steve. No, that wasn't right. Master Steve. Yeah, that's right. Steve was his master. And Jon was his slave. It had always been like that, right?
Jon bowed before Steve. "I'm so sorry for yelling at you, Master," he said, trying to apologize for his earlier outburst. He still couldn't believe that he was so disobedient. What was he thinking? "Please, is there anything I can do to make everything right?"
Steve looked thoughtful for a moment, then said "I think there might be."
Jon smiled. He wanted so desperately to please his master.
"Jon, I want you to ..."
